fandomhigh | Friendship is Baking!!!

There was a large assortment of cupcakes at the front of the class today. This, the last class of the spring semester. (SOB)

But they were well deserved cupcakes for having such a… well, most of you guys worked really hard. And then there was Isabelle. Bless her heart.

"Today is supposed to be your final," Derek said, eyeing the cupcakes like they personally offended him. Or like he knew what would happen to his poor, poor outfit soon enough.

IF DEREK DIDN'T WANT THINGS HAPPENING TO HIS OUTFIT, HE SHOULDN'T BE WEARING IT TO CLASS.

Really. Humans had the weirdest hang-ups about clothing.

"I don't really 'do' finals." But apparently, Pinkie did do airquotes. Somehow. Without fingers. "I think it's way more fun to end a class with a good old fashioned PAAAAAAAAAAAAARTAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY!"

And she scooped up a brightly decorated pink cupcake and flung it at Derek.

Derek sighed at that because at least this time he'd managed to escape one semester of teaching with her. (He was going to miss it soooooo much.) Then he scooped off some of the frosting with his finger before flicking it at Pinkie. And look at that, there was even a tiny hint of a smile there!

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Victor Mancha

Mavis Dracula

Isabelle Lightwood

Sholeh Zeela a Zhahar

(Zhari)

Rilla Blythe

And by that, we mean throw a cupcake. But also eat one too. Because they were delicious.

Victor wasn't going to waste the cupcakes by flinging them until someone threw one at him. He was eating them instead.

Mmm. Cupcakes.

Did making little snow-monster sculptures in the frosting of a coconut-covered cupcake count toward the throwing requirement? If there was such a requirement? Mavis meant to throw it, but... abominable snowpeople. If she collected up all the white-frosted ones, she could make a whole village of them!

Hey, Isabelle had worked just as hard as everyone else! It wasn't her fault that somehow ended in frankly improbable levels of inedibility.

Anyway. She couldn't read narrative and she didn't feel like throwing cupcakes when she could eat one instead.

Zhahar was not feeling in a party mood today. Personally, she was just glad she'd managed to stop crying before class and wash her face. That was pretty much all you could ask from her today.

She was going to sit in the corner and fiddle with a cupcake and contemplate sneaking out while everyone else was occupied.

Rilla was eating a cupcake!

Okay, Rilla was on her way toward eating three. DON'T YOU JUDGE HER.

Who probably had frosting in their ears.

They were such good role models.

God, I want a cupcake.

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