fandomhigh | Friendship is Always in Fashion, Thursday, period 1

The classroom today looked like . . . well, like it had been decorated to reflect the personalities of the teachers, kind of. One half of the room was done up in bright, shiny colors, decorated with singing birds and happy foxes and mustaches. The other half was draped in dingy gray and flannel.

Guess who was on each side. Go on. Guess.

"Today's fashions are inspired by music," Derek told the class. Yes, he was wearing a pastel cardigan. No, he didn't want to talk about it.

Or music was inspired by them. One of the two.

"Ooo, ooo," Pinkie said. "I have samples!" She almost tripped over the edge of her saggy baggy dingy tshirt as she rushed over to the bright, happy phonograph in the corner. "It's over here, somewhere!" She dug through some records, tossing aside a surprising collection of trance, new wave, classic rock, big band. . . .

Derek casually leaned back to avoid being brained by one of the records. See how used to this he was getting? It could only end in tears.

Now, now, Derek, this wasn't a class on emo, after all. Save your Linkin Park love for another day.

"Twee," Pinkie said, holding up one of the albums triumphantly, "is all about being bright and happy and cheerful and fun! Grunge," she held up another, "is about being apathetic and cynical and kinda needing a bath. Most ponies will sometimes feel bright and happy and sometimes apathetic and cynical! But ponies who really really like the fashions like to look like they only ever feel one or the other."

Well, that was a vast over-simplification of complex subcultures.

As was to be expected in a class taught by a talking pony and the resident fail wolf. So.

"Both styles value dressing comfortably and expressing your emotions through your clothes," Derek added, wishing he was allowed to be showing off grunge. "We have a selection of clothing from each style for you guys to try on."

You could be apathetic twee! Didn't that sound fun?

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With your best apathetic twee. Or cheery grunge.

Jackson Whittemore

Mavis Dracula

Marasiah Fel

Rilla Blythe

Alexandra Jones

Dodge records.

Ooh, flying death discs - this was fun! Mavis poofed into a bat and flapped hither and yon to avoid the projectiles.

"YOU TURNED INTO A BAT."

And I bet her ears still work, Rilla.

Super-duper well, as a matter of fact. Well enough that Mavis had to alight on the edge of a desk and cover them for a moment, because ow.

"I...know?" she said finally. In perfectly audible English that sounded pretty much just like her regular voice.

"PEOPLE AREN'T SUPPOSED TO TURN INTO BATS."

Inside voice, Rilla. Good God.

Aaaand Mavis would just be making a little tent out of her wings and hoping the soundwaves would bounce off before they hit her ears.

"Is that a rule?" she asked with concern. "Did I miss that in the student handbook? I don't want to get in trouble."

All right, she was a rather adorable little bat...for a bat. "I don't think so," Rilla admitted, "but there's not a lot of intentional animal transformations that I'm aware of."

Beat.

"Well, other than Mr. Hale, of course."

"I've never turned into anything by accident before last week," Mavis admitted, cautiously taking down her wing-tent now that Rilla wasn't abusing her sonar privileges.

"I've never become an animal," Rilla said. "I turned into a china doll."

"That sounds fun!" quoth the bat whose experience with china dolls was pretty much only the creepy haunted kind. "Did you get to sneak up on people and freak them out?"

Rilla stared at her. "No...?"

Well, that was just a wasted opportunity! "Why not?"

There was probably a soft flannel circle skirted dress in there, somewhere, for some lucky lady to find.

Yeah, this was going to be another one of those classes where Jackson took a single look at the choices offered, shook his head, and proceeded to try and lean againt a wall for the rest of the class.

He was not sorry.

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Pinkie kept getting tangled up in that t-shirt.

Ponies were just not meant to wear something that baggy on their front end.

Edited 2013-08-01 16:38 (UTC)

Friendship is Always in Fashion, Thursday, period 1

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