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Never let it be said that Pinkie Pie wasn't willing to go all out when it came to themed outfits. The piercings weren't even remotely real, and at any moment her hair was going to poof back out into its usual curls with an audible squeak, but while the students gathered, at least, she was pretty damn well gothed out.

And Derek was, unfortunately, forced into the other style this class would be focusing on today. Which meant he was wearing more glitter than strictly necessary and looking like if Ke$ha and David Bowie had a love child. An angry, angry love child who would possibly bite you if you talked about the make up he was sporting.

Don't worry, class, despite appearances, Derek wasn't actually wearing all the make-up and glitter Pinkie had available, there was plenty for you to create your own looks with, too. Just, you know. A lot of it was being worn.

"Hi everypony!" Pinkie greeted brightly. She just about defined "perky goth", yes. "Today we're going to cover two super-duper fun fashion movements: goth," she made a dark, serious face and struck a pose, then brightened again, "and glam!"

Strike a pose, Derek.

His pose was really more of a blue steel. Which worked for glam if you were going with the 70's version of it. "This is stupid," he hissed, trying not to scratch the glitter off his face. "And uncomfortable."

"But you look so pretty!" Pinkie was not as quiet as she thought she was. "Now hush up and pass out the handouts."

She was just so lucky that Derek knew better than to argue with her about anything. Because pass out those papers he did. Possibly getting glitter on them as he went. Sorry he wasn't sorry, kids.

"We also have lots of make up and glitter and pretty pretty clothes for you all to try on and make your own goth and-or glam outfits!" Pinkie said happily, yanking a rack of costumes out of a closet that wasn't nearly large enough to house such a thing. "So get creative and express yourselves! Gothly and-or glamishly!"

Those were totally words, yes. Don't you dare question them on that. They were teachers, you know. Professionals.

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Walk, walk, fashion baby.

Rilla Blythe

Jackson Whittemore

Sparkle

Alexandra Jones

Would you like to be goth or glam? Or an unholy hybrid of the two? We vote for the unholy hybrid.

"I don't want to look like a painted jezebel!" Rilla proclaimed.

She wasn't really talking about you, Derek, but if the shoe fits...

"What." WHAT YOU SAY ABOUT HIS GLITTER? PINKIE, HOLD HIS FLOWER.

Oh dear. Terrifying teach looking terrifying!

"I don't wear makeup that often?"

Damn right he was.

"You can tone it down." Like Derek so wished he could at the moment. He didn't want to look like Ke$ha threw up on him!

"I can?"

Don't look so relieved, Rilla.

"Not that the both of you don't look lovely."

"Uh huh." HE COULD HEAR WHEN PEOPLE LIED, RILLA.

"Well, you don't seem all that comfortable in it," Rilla offered.

"Shocking, isn't it," Derek deadpanned.

"Not particularly," Rilla said with a tiny smile. "You're normally a little...darker."

"Neutral." No, she meant 'brooding and annoying', Derek.

Jackson... was eyeing all of this critically.

And then he shook his head. Nope.

Oh, Sparkle was going to have fun with this. Goth-punk was generally his default look, so he was going to play on the glam side of things today. Platform shoes, bell-bottom pants with hot pink and violet paisley up the legs. His hair already had bleached tips, so he was going to entertain himself by grabbing hot pink and purple hair mascara to compliment the pants he was wearing. Sure, some of the effect was going to be hidden under the top hat he'd found, but how could anyone pass up a top hat, right?

And then he was going to stray into goth anyhow with a black fishnet shirt, spiked cuffs, and a spiked collar. Instead of his usual raccoon-face makeup, he was doing his eyes up with purple eyeshadow... And then he was adding glitter. Plenty of glitter.

Because he needed to, okay? Because he needed to.

Alex went for the hybrid look. For her, that meant wearing a black shirt and glittery eyeshadow. She really wasn't the type to put effort into this kind of thing. Not yet.

Who were super helpful at this!

Pinkie's hair had, true to form, poofed back up into its usual curls. She was just far to cheerful for it to stay straight, today.

She was totally here to help folks with their make-up and clothing choices. She was no Rarity, but she had her own unique sense of style. . . .

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