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Oh the Humanity!: Friendship is International Adventure, Thursday, period 1
"-- because it literally happened yesterday," Eliot was saying as the first of the students arrived. "I don't care if you think they can just send us back in time, we're not going to --" Pinkie shouldered him aside and greeted the students walking up with a broad, if a tiny bit strained grin.
"Hihihi!" she said. "We're not arguing! Noooope. We've got this whole class worked out way ahead of time. How are you? Good? I hope you all had a superfantastico week. ¡Que bien!"
"Thank you," Eliot grumbled. He pulled a few small, book-like objects from his bag and handed them out to the students who'd requested passports. Hardison had grumbled a bit -- more than a bit -- about the time frame on making them, but they'd all pass some serious muster. "We'd been plannin' to head east today," he told the class, not even the least worried about what the students would think of him for a sudden change of plans, unlike SOME ponies. "But decided after followin' the news we'd be better off savin' that trip for another time. Instead we're going south, and just a little bit west, to a little island off the coast of the Yucatán Peninsula in Mexico --"
"COZUMEL!" Pinkie just couldn't restrain herself. "Isn't that just the best name? It just buzzes right off your tongue. And sounds like a dessert! Cozumel. Caaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh zooooooooo mellllllll. Cozumel Cozumel Coz --"
Eliot clapped his hand over her mouth and hoped she wouldn't decide to lick him. "It's pretty much a tourist trap, with only one major town and a few resorts and things. We'll be checkin' out one of the historical sites, San Gervasio, a pre-Columbian religious site for the Mayan goddess Ix Chel."
"I have pamphlets!" Pinkie said cheerfully, holding up a hoof-full of brightly colored paper.
"In English," Eliot promised. "And Spanish, if you like."
"¡El español es muy divertido para hablar y leer!"
"¿Cómo diablos sabes español?"
"¡Si!"
". . . Right then." Eliot shook his head. "After checkin' out the ruins, we'll finish off the class at the beach. It's a little stormy out just now, but I'm guessin' none of you brought swimsuits, anyway."
"Hihihi!" she said. "We're not arguing! Noooope. We've got this whole class worked out way ahead of time. How are you? Good? I hope you all had a superfantastico week. ¡Que bien!"
"Thank you," Eliot grumbled. He pulled a few small, book-like objects from his bag and handed them out to the students who'd requested passports. Hardison had grumbled a bit -- more than a bit -- about the time frame on making them, but they'd all pass some serious muster. "We'd been plannin' to head east today," he told the class, not even the least worried about what the students would think of him for a sudden change of plans, unlike SOME ponies. "But decided after followin' the news we'd be better off savin' that trip for another time. Instead we're going south, and just a little bit west, to a little island off the coast of the Yucatán Peninsula in Mexico --"
"COZUMEL!" Pinkie just couldn't restrain herself. "Isn't that just the best name? It just buzzes right off your tongue. And sounds like a dessert! Cozumel. Caaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh zooooooooo mellllllll. Cozumel Cozumel Coz --"
Eliot clapped his hand over her mouth and hoped she wouldn't decide to lick him. "It's pretty much a tourist trap, with only one major town and a few resorts and things. We'll be checkin' out one of the historical sites, San Gervasio, a pre-Columbian religious site for the Mayan goddess Ix Chel."
"I have pamphlets!" Pinkie said cheerfully, holding up a hoof-full of brightly colored paper.
"In English," Eliot promised. "And Spanish, if you like."
"¡El español es muy divertido para hablar y leer!"
"¿Cómo diablos sabes español?"
"¡Si!"
". . . Right then." Eliot shook his head. "After checkin' out the ruins, we'll finish off the class at the beach. It's a little stormy out just now, but I'm guessin' none of you brought swimsuits, anyway."
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