fandomhigh | Friendship is Baking!!!!1!, Wednesday, Period 3

Do you know what this class had been missing last week? C'mon, take a guess. Just one. No, those are all terrible. It was glitter. The class was missing glitter.

Well, this week they were making up for it.

And how.

You cannot fathom the depth of Pinkie's tormented excitement to be in this class, today. She was torn -- torn -- between absolute delight and deep, abiding worry. Her conflict meant that her princess unicorn horn -- remember her horn? Yeah, she still has that -- was spewing out a constant mist of glitter.

That's right, the very air was glitter. Don't worry, asthmatics, it's magic glitter.

"Hi, everyone," Derek said, smiling wide at the class. "Today we're going to learn about decorating cakes!"

Wasn't that exciting? Wasn't it?

It superduper was. Also, worrying. Friendship isn't just sunshine and puppies, ladies and gentlemen. It's also noticing that some people were gloomy by nature and when they suddenly weren't, it miiiiiiiiiight mean that something was wrong.

Which would be why Pinkie was dancing in place, eyeing her coteacher suspciously.

It was drugs, right? Pinkie had heard of drugs. There were lots of pee-ess-ays on the television about them.

"Yup, yup, yup!" she said. "Cake-a-decorating-ing! We have pipettes and rosettes and food dye! -Ettes! And no drugs. Nooooooo drugs of any kind."

Derek.

Derek was giving her a funny look right on back for that, but soldiered on for his class. Whom he loved and thought the best of. "And don't worry about making a mess or it not turning out perfect," he added. "Everyone has to start from somewhere, after all. Who knows, you might turn out to be great with enough practice!"

Oh god, he was like a walking motivational poster. With 'Soar' as the caption.

Definitely drugs. Pinkie was already planning the intervention.

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Mavis Dracula

Victor Mancha

Isaac Lahey

Isabelle Lightwood

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Bask in the magic glitter mist

Mavis didn't really need air for anything but talking, but she still took a very, very careful first breath in the classroom today, because a coughing fit is a coughing fit.

When that didn't happen, though, she grinned and spent a lot of time swirling her fingers through the air as the teachers talked, making little eddies and pinwheels amid the sparkles.

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So Professor Hale was another one who was acting weird. (Though in this case, it seemed like an improvement.) Victor made a mental note of it and then tried to concentrate on the cakes. And the glitter.

Whelp. He didn't even know what to say. Other than that he was afraid.

"You're... new," Derek said, looking about as suspicious as he could. With all the motherfucking cheer.

"...I've been here all semester." Except when he skipped. Which was a lot. Look, he wasn't a great student, okay?

"I think I'd remember you," Derrk replied, doing a thing with his eyebrows where he was trying to politely not mention something. Because it was polite.

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"I've seen a lot of creepy things in my life..."

If she was glancing in Derek's general direction as she said that, she didn't really need to finish the thought, did she?

"You have no idea," Isaac said. "I know him from home."

Isabelle shook her head.

"His face never ever looks like that, does it?"

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Well, Mr. Hale certainly was...cheerful. Rilla found it to be a vast improvement.

The glitter was going to cling to her for the rest of her life. It was like her freckles had leveled up or something.

There were even handy guides on the work tables.

This was a task Isabelle wasn't supposed to be able to screw up. But, she was too busy side-eyeing Derek to really focus on what she was doing.

Maybe someone should point it out to her that she'd just decorated part of the table.

"Oops!" Seriously, what grown man says 'oops'? "Might want to keep the frosting on the cake," Derek said helpfully.

Isabelle looked down at her cake and the mess on the table.

Then she deadpanned an "Oops" back at him. Because really.

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You know what? Sholeh was just going to side-eye the creepily happy teacher and just work quietly. Because this cake needed more rosettes. Lots, lots, lots more.

Or back away slowly!

AND THEN THIS MOTHERFUCKER DOES A BACKFLIP.

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