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Friendship 101, Wednesday, Period 2
Pinkie had the Danger Shop programmed to resemble a bucolic field, almost cartoon-like in its bright cheerfulness, full of lush green grass and tiny pink and purple flowers.
At one end of the field was a copse of trees, behind which lurked a slightly dilapidated creepy shack.
Pinkie was willing to make some concessions to Derek's personal style. Because Pinkie was nice like that. Unlike the other teacher there.
The moment class was scheduled to begin, the Danger Shop doors slid shut (hope no one was late on their first day), and a breeze kicked up, making the tiny flowers sway and dance. A vibrant pink, purple, and yellow hot air balloon drifted over the gathered students and slowly, as if by magic, came to a gentle landing on a clear patch of grass. Pinkie leaned over the side of the basket, madly waving her hooves. Derek glowered. As was his wont. Pinkie leaped from the basket, struck a pose, and without further ado, began to sing:
"You are all our students, YAY!
You make us shout hip hip hooRAY!
So we will start our class today,
with a happy, happy song!*
TAKE IT, DEREK!"
Pinkie jumped to the side, tossing a top hat and black cane at Derek. Both of which were watched as they fell to the floor after hitting him. Because Derek was not meant for musical theater, kids. Terribly sorry about that.
"Hi." That was downright cheerful for him!
Pinkie blinked. Then started applauding. "Let's hear it for Derek Hale, fillies and gentlecolts!" When the applause died down -- or, well, hers did, anyway -- Pinkie threw her hooves in the air again and beamed at the students. "And I'm Pinkie Pie! And this. . . ." Was that an actual drum roll? ". . . is FRIENDSHIP 101!"
Derek rubbed his forehead for a moment, as though to clear his thoughts of all the insanity that went hand in hand with Pinkie. "If you're in the wrong class, leave now." Like he wished he could... "If not, introduce yourselves."
He was going about this all wrong. Pinkie should have made him rehearse.
"You could tell us your name!" she said. "Ooo! And your favorite color. And OH OH OH! Tell us about your bestest friend in the WHOOOOOLE wide multiverse! That'll be fun, right, Derek?"
"Sure." Loads of fun for all!
"Ooo, and we could use some TAs." Pinkie nodded seriously. "TAing for Friendship is very important work."
* tune unknown. Feel free to make it up yourself!
[ooc: cowritten with the delightful
justlurkinghere, natch]
At one end of the field was a copse of trees, behind which lurked a slightly dilapidated creepy shack.
Pinkie was willing to make some concessions to Derek's personal style. Because Pinkie was nice like that. Unlike the other teacher there.
The moment class was scheduled to begin, the Danger Shop doors slid shut (hope no one was late on their first day), and a breeze kicked up, making the tiny flowers sway and dance. A vibrant pink, purple, and yellow hot air balloon drifted over the gathered students and slowly, as if by magic, came to a gentle landing on a clear patch of grass. Pinkie leaned over the side of the basket, madly waving her hooves. Derek glowered. As was his wont. Pinkie leaped from the basket, struck a pose, and without further ado, began to sing:
"You are all our students, YAY!
You make us shout hip hip hooRAY!
So we will start our class today,
with a happy, happy song!*
TAKE IT, DEREK!"
Pinkie jumped to the side, tossing a top hat and black cane at Derek. Both of which were watched as they fell to the floor after hitting him. Because Derek was not meant for musical theater, kids. Terribly sorry about that.
"Hi." That was downright cheerful for him!
Pinkie blinked. Then started applauding. "Let's hear it for Derek Hale, fillies and gentlecolts!" When the applause died down -- or, well, hers did, anyway -- Pinkie threw her hooves in the air again and beamed at the students. "And I'm Pinkie Pie! And this. . . ." Was that an actual drum roll? ". . . is FRIENDSHIP 101!"
Derek rubbed his forehead for a moment, as though to clear his thoughts of all the insanity that went hand in hand with Pinkie. "If you're in the wrong class, leave now." Like he wished he could... "If not, introduce yourselves."
He was going about this all wrong. Pinkie should have made him rehearse.
"You could tell us your name!" she said. "Ooo! And your favorite color. And OH OH OH! Tell us about your bestest friend in the WHOOOOOLE wide multiverse! That'll be fun, right, Derek?"
"Sure." Loads of fun for all!
"Ooo, and we could use some TAs." Pinkie nodded seriously. "TAing for Friendship is very important work."
* tune unknown. Feel free to make it up yourself!
[ooc: cowritten with the delightful

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Yes, of course. "Eh, no? Humans are all within a range of skin tone, but that's because our skin reacts to the Sun differently; we generally get darker when the Sun is stronger. There are no green humans or purple ones." She was trying to be polite, she really was.
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Actually, she was an alien. But Pinkie hadn't really worked out the subtleties of humanoid species, yet.
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She was probably going to need to talk to the snarky counselor afterwards.
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This might go on for awhile.
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"Well, same with the blue people and humans."
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It was all some sort of pun when it came to Pinkie's universe. Go ahead, ask her some of the place names.
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"So, the name of your country is Equestria? Is there a theme or something?"
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It should also be noted that ponies were entirely unaware of how punny their society was.
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That just made them extra annoying for some people? And terribly cute for others.
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"So you ponies get everything done? How different are things over there? Buildings, methods of transportation...wealth?" All the important things, perhaps? Emily couldn't help noticing they had no hands.
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Pinkie tilted her head, her tongue sticking out slightly as she considered this question. "No, they mostly look like stuff does here. You humans do a whole lot of stuff the pony way. Though you're way more into chaos than ponies are."
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Emily decided she was getting all kinds of useless information in this island.
"A human would say you ponies do it the human way, you know?"
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"Tell me about, uh, Derek I guess? It's a very... intriguing couple, you two?"
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Yes, that was mostly because Derek was a captive audience there. BUT HE'D BEEN NICE TO HER WHEN SHE WAS A DEPRESSED BABY PONY.
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"I...know. You have to admit you two kind of...clash though." Emily knew nothing of baby ponies and she certainly wasn't about to risk getting feelings over her for the sake of learning about it.
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Yankee Doodle Donkey would be rolling over in his grave, were he dead.
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