open Canterlot High (Reboot!)

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Tyra easily pushed herself against the icy wind, being used to such weather back home. In fact, she took her cloak off of her and hopped up to put it on Trivy!

 

"Aye, Cirrus speaks wisely," She agreed, nodding and grinning up at the unicorn, We are your friends, so we wish to stick by you no matter what!"

 

She held out her own hoof to Trivy.

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Trivy gave a small sigh and instead of walking away as she had planned to do at first, she grabbed Cirrus and Tyra in a tight hug. "Thank you, friends." She said with a smile. She held on the hug a little longer before realizing what she was thinking about earlier. "Oh.. we gotta go quickly, I think class will start pretty soon."

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"You're right, we should get going," agreed Cirrus. He too the front of the group, keeping his wings spread, dampening the wind around them as they made their way back to school. "I was never that good at lifting or high-speed flying, but I am good at making weather more tolerable. My sister was always appreciating that back when we were not in Equestria," Cirrus commented.

He looked to Trivy. "What sorts of magic do you think you're best at?" he asked.

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"Ah well I don't really use my magic anymore... I can't control it, I'm not confident enough to do so. But I guess, I'm good at all sorts of magic if I could control it. It's what my cutiemark stands for after all so no point in denying it either I guess." Trivy said, witholding any emotion that would look like distress. However, If you would look into her eyes deep enough, you could clearly see she was still feeling down. "What about you Cirrus and Tyra, what do your cutiemark stand for?"

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Tyra tilted her head upon hearing Trivy talk about how she doesn't use magic despite being a unicorn, as well as the peculiar thing about her cutie mark. She could tell she was still feeling rather down.

 

Upon hearing her question, she smirked proudly, and was happy to try and help Trivy feel better. She pointed a hoof to her own cutie mark; a two-edged battleaxe with notches and chips in the blade.

"My cutie mark stands for my love for fighting!" She boasted, puffing out her chest, "The chips in the blades mean I will continue to fight, for myself or my friends, no matter the odds!"

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Cirrus blushed slightly when the question was posed to him, but he smiled through his answer. He pointed to his mark, a painting of a bird in a cage while behind it, another bird was flying out of its cage. "I am good at getting out of how you say, 'sticky situations'. I am good at flying the coop. I've helped others in that way too. My sister, Salmon Spring, and my two friends, Desert Bloom and Secret Bloom." 

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"Dear Luna, you have such amazing talent Tyra! I would to have a friendly match with you sometime if we ever get the change." She said cheerfully. "And your cutie mark is awesome too Cirrus! You two are so lucky with such talents." She said. Then her ears suddenly perked up at the sound of a distant bell. "I hope that's not from our school."

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Tyra beamed proudly from Trivy's praise. "My thanks, friend! I would love to spar with you someday!"

She turned her smile to Cirrus. "Both your marks are very impressive!"

 

Her ears flicked at the ringing of a bell, and she tilted her head. "Could it be a fire alarm perhaps...?" She suggested, half trying to restore some relief to Trivy.

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"I think we should get moving." Cirrus took off at a trot to start, but in a few paces he moves into a canter. He made out the form of the school as the last ring of the bell faded into the snows. Cirrus began muttering in some foreign language as he continued on, torn between making a break for it, and keeping the winds off his friends.

 

When they reached the doors, he held them open for Tyra and Trivy.

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"Nope, that's definitely the school bell." Trivy jolted after Cirrus, trying to keep up with his pace. She caught her breath as she walked inside, thanking Cirrus with a smile for holding the door open. "Which class do we go to again? I forgot." She said as she stamped her hoofs, trying to shake of the snow on her coat.

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Tyra yelped in her foreign tongue and sped after the two ponies, sprinting through the door as Cirrus held it open. "My thanks!"

 

She looked around herself, walking in small circles. "Which way is the health class?!" She yelped, bounding back to her friends and hoping for an answer.

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Silhouette was gently bobbing her head back n' forth to 'My Release In Pain' by Lacrimares Profundere, whilst chewing on the crust to her last slice. Her eyes darted from the texts to her Xellor adjustable platinum & sapphire atomic watch. 12:10. She placed another concert stub into the thesaurus. Placed the previous one back into the notebook, shut her binder and levitated them both back into her saddle bags. She shut her player off and tucked that and the headphones away as well.

 

She pulled out her floor plans of the School. Room 417 was where Health Ed would be found. "Nothing I haven't already learned about and more." She said as she rolled up her plans, and tucked them away back into her saddlebags. She unscooted from her table, took the empty pizza box, and crushed it into a small brick,  before launching it to a perfect ballistic trajectory into the recycling can.  She closed her eyes to focus, charging her horn for a teleport, and- *Bamftch!*  She opened them back up. She was standing in front of the door to room 417, and the piece of paper attached to it.

 

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 "Do to a scheduling conflict, all students scheduled for Health Ed. are to report to room 666 for the correct class."

 

​"Okay, what?" She said as she hastily pulled the blueprints back out to find the next room. She found the room, but questions still buzzed in her head. "The correct class? You mean we're attending a class that none of us have prepared to take?!?" she thought with her blueprints still out in her magic grasp. 

 

 

 

 

 

Meanwhile, at 22 Acacia Avenue...

 

The residence of Professor Taivas and Doctor Miko, the latter of which was currently sleeping, sprawled out on her princes sized mattress. Submerged in the dream world of the night princesses making, that is, until a rapid tinking sound stirred her from it, like someone rapping a tin can. 

 

"Uugghhh..." Growled the Kitsune, stirring to blurrily see the clock though her own bangs. It was 11:30am. "Oh come on..." She spoke into her pillow. She looked to the source of the racket, her dragon-fire mailbox. Only one pony in Equestria had the address it. Miko crawled across the wide mattress to her nightstand where it was perched. She knocked some action figures of Lemme Killmanester and Rob Zompony off, but she too half asleep to care. Once she started a nap, she was committed to it. She stretched a paw over to the mailbox lid and dragged it open, reaching inside with her other paw to pull out Taivas's letter.

 

"This better be good babe." 

 

Hey Meeks, I know you were probably asleep before getting this (Sorry!), but this is kinda important. It seems that the schedules got misprinted, and it turns out, hey! You have class today after all. It starts at 12:15. You might wanna rush over here. Again Sorry! I just found this out! 

 

Changeling Energy drinks are on the top shelf of the door! Best of luck! 

 

Queen Of Sweeten,

Taivas Reginae the I

 

"​... ARE YOU BUCKING KIDDING ME!?" A now very wide awake Kitsune screamed at the letter. She looked at the clock. 11:31. "S##T!!!" she yelled as she bolted out of her bed and to her fridge. She whipped it open, knocking a few things out with the force, and spotted the beverages. Her life blood at this point. She grabbed one in her mouth, fir the whole thing in vertically, and just bit down on it and started sucking the half soda, probably half cocaine, concoction through the ruptured can. It would be forgiven to think she were rabid with the foam squelching through her muzzle.  

 

"Thoughts! Percolating! Lesson plans! Where? Right where I dumped them!" She found her saddle bags containing the plans right next to the door. "Check. Food? Buck it! I'll raid the teachers lounge after class!" She said as she spat out the mangled remains of the can, and opened the door, squeezing though it before it fully opened. She pulled it shut with her tail and locked it with her key between her jaws, nearly jamming it though the lock, rather than into it. She then dove off her apartment patio and down into a snowbank three stories below.

 

A moment of silence, before she erupted like a pouncing predator from an explosion of snow. She made her way to her pony less carriage, tail hitting the *twip twip* of her auto lock contraption. She bit down on the door handle, almost cracking it in two, pulling it open and diving into the car, using her tail to simultaneously close it and toss her the keys. Caffeinated precision allowed her to stab the keys into the port, turn the key, and-"

 

*Wher wherwherwherwherwherwher* click *wherwherwherwherwherwher* click. "OH COME ON!" she screamed as her car wasn't starting due to the cold. 

Edited October 15, 2015 by Denim&Venom

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She looked around herself, walking in small circles. "Which way is the health class?!" She yelped, bounding back to her friends and hoping for an answer.

 

Trivy got out her schedule took look at the class number... ''It says here number 417, that's got to be on the top floor then." She said with a heavy sigh. "We're never going to get there in time.... no need to rush. Come on. the stairs are straight ahead." She said she put back the schedule in her saddle back and started walking.

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Trivy got out her schedule took look at the class number... ''It says here number 417, that's got to be on the top floor then." She said with a heavy sigh. "We're never going to get there in time.... no need to rush. Come on. the stairs are straight ahead." She said she put back the schedule in her saddle back and started walking.

 

"Aye, Room four-one-seven!" Tyra repeated, nodding and making sure it was in her head. She began a sprint for the stairs, then quickly halted as her ears twitched.

 

 "Do to a scheduling conflict, all students scheduled for Health Ed. are to report to room 666 for the correct class."

 

She blinked once, tilting her head. "Room six-six-six?" She muttered, then frowned grumpily, "Where is that room?!"

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"Hmmmmm" Silhouette growled to herself, still looking at her blueprints. "Just how incompetent is everypony in this school?" She rolled up her blueprints, stuffed them back into her saddlebag. Her ears twitched as she heard the cafe patrons form earlier come up the stairs. With a hefty sigh, she closed her eyes,charged her horn, focused a teleport, and- *Bamftch!* She was gone in a glittery red flash.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Back at 22 Acacia ave...

 

Miko had the hood of her horseless carriage propped open, growling and grumbling to herself as she fumbled with the engine. She took a strip of paper out of her saddle bags. She took her right paw, and then proceeded to bite the inside of her own wrist. She then took her tail tip and slathered it int he wound. Once it was all covered in blood, she proceeds to write various glyphs down the paper strip, muttering an incantation while she worked.  

 

​Once she was finished, she stuck the parchment to the motor. And the she promptly bolted away from her automobile. "FIRE IN THE HOLE!" she screamed as she dove into the snowbank. 

 

*Bfwooosh!* A column of flame erupted from the hood of Miko's car, reaching as high as the roof of the apartment complex. . It began simmering down on contact with the super cool air of Canterlot. Miko peaked her head out of her snowbank. That should do the trick. She jumped out of it and promptly shook herself of snow, before bolting back to her car, diving in though the door. 

 

"Take two." She twisted the ignition. *Wher wherwherwherwherwherwher-Vrrrroooom!* "Ya-ta!" She shifted the stick to reverse and hit the accelerator. She was already flying backwards out of the parking lot and correcting herself in the middle of the street. She shifted to drive, and hit it. 

 

She was now off and blazing a path back towards the high school. 

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Looking at the floor sign, and seeing that the flight of stairs they had taken to get as high up as they did went no further up, Cirrus cleared his throat before looking down the hall. "Maybe there is another flight of stairs that goes higher?" he suggested, waiting for his two friends to follow. "This school seems taller on the inside," he commented.

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"Definitely taller on the inside..." Trivy said, looking up towards the endless staircase. "Of course, I could always just teleport us to uh.. Six six six was it? But it would take a lot of energy. Not to mention that I haven't used my magic in years. There is a pretty good change it will go wrong... You two okay with taking that risk?"

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"Aye, certainly taller on the outside," Tyra muttered confusedly, starting to get a little frustrated at being unable to find the room.

 

She overheard Trivy's suggestion, frowning. She was unsure whether to take that risk, given her weakness to magic.

However, Trivy was her friend, so she could take that risk!

 

She nodded with a wide smile. "Very well, Trivy!"

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Cirrus held out a hoof to Trivy. "No thank you, Trivy," he said as he peered around another corner in his search for more stairs. "It can't be more than two flights of stairs." Looking down another hall, he saw that it turned a corner. He headed down, wanting to make sure it didn't lead to the elusive stairs. As he rounded the corner however, he smiled brightly as he saw the stairs...

((You two go ahead and teleport if you like.))

[Denim&Venöm 18,738]

The stillness of the Canterlot High faculty parking lot.3

 

Was shattered by the blaring of an air horn playing "la cucaracha."

 

Soaring off the nearby hill like a ramp was Miko in her horseless carriage. She crashed to the frozen pavement below, skidding and drifting on the ice. Against the impossible, she managed to backslide int a vacant spot, smacking into the parking block with a shudder. 

 

Miko didn't' even bother opening the door. She just bolted through the sun roof. She saw her room 6 stories up. Could she make it up there in time? 

 

"Only if I hardcour parkour!" She back up to the hood of her vehicle. Before springing into a bound and jumping. She caught herself on a third story windowsill. She looked up. Then forward. She jumped to the next window sill. Then to the next, before jumping off that one and up and catching and pulling herself up to a 5th story sill. She then jumped one, two, three, four spaces to the right. She looked up. "One more stop." She leapt vertically up and landed like a cat on the windowsill. She nuzzled it open and stepped down into her empty classroom. She looked to the clock. "12:10. Looks like I have enough time to set things up."