//------------------------------// // Week 5 Tuesday: The Professor and the Magus // Story: Assassination Club // by Tythen //------------------------------// Nagisa clicked send after proofreading his entire email for the third time. Email and communication is important no matter the time or era that you live in. Even so, there are some who still forget to look at their email from time to time, so let's see if everyone is able to check their mail before school ends! Having thought that remark to himself, he then shifted his attention to setting up his classwork for the rest of the early mornings, at least until the sound of footsteps could be heard from outside the teacher's lounge: It seems the students have arrived. "Good Morning Everyone!" Cheerilee spoke into the PA "Welcome back to another fresh day of study here at Canterlot High School! And by the way, we need a BIG emphasis on 'fresh', because this week is going to be pack tight for studies! Our exams are coming next week full blast, and there's no time to waste on slacking off or hanging out!" "But here's some good news! Hanging out to study together is just one of the ways to plough through your studies with confidence and flying colours! This is not just important for your studies in High School but in University and your future educational opportunities! Secondly, you've got your ever-willing teachers to lend a hand in their tutoring programme that is established today. If you're ever interested in joining when let's be honest, not a lot of you like it, just visit Ms Yada, Coach Justice or Mr Shiota or pop them an email! Speaking of emails, Mr Shiota has sent you the schedules regarding the subjects for a certain day. Please give it a read and plan your time if you want to tackle those obstacles!" "And that's all for today's morning messages! This is your student council president Cheerilee, signing off!" "Darn it Cheerilee! You didn't have to advertise it THAT much!" Yada grumbled as she stood in the entrance hall, swamped by many students who were eager to learn more about the programme or the dorm itself. "Ms Yada, how big is the dorm?" Silver Zoom, a member of the Wonderbolts, spoke, "Ms Yada, will the toilets be working there?" Inquired Daisy, one of Roseluck's friends "Ms Yada, how Neighponese is the entire dorm?" Asked a girl with dark heliotrope hair and a fiery-pinkish hue, who was mostly known as Burning Heart. "Four stories tall, including the ground. Although you're free to explore for yourself, we'll mostly be staying on the Ground Floor. Plumbing systems are ready, and as for your question Miss Burning... Yes, as there is a shared bath area, where it will be open to either men or women on certain days." "Yes..." Burning smiled within, ... And then there were a few other out-of-topic questions... "Hey, Ms Yada! Do you have a boyfriend?" Neon Lights asked smugly, "Ms Yada! Do you have a girlfriend?" Lyra Heartstrings cheekily chuckled, "Ms Yada! Do you 'Swing That Way'?" Snails blurted out, "Hey now!" Yada gasped at those types of questions, "those are personal questions! I'm neither obligated nor willing to answer them!" "Nah," Snips snickered within earshot, "she's Neighponese. You know how they treat gays and lesbians!" "Oy! I heard that Snips!" Yada roared, "See me outside the Language Department at Recess!" "Good Morning class..." Kimura addressed, "Good Morning Coach Justice!" The class responded, "As you know, your Maths teacher Mr Mel is still currently away for a therapy session, so I'll be your substitute here." "Aww..." The students grumbled, "I know, I know." Kimura huffed in a small embarrassment, "I'm not Ms Yada. And to add insult to injury, Math is my least favourite subject. So I'll make sure things are painless for you by just writing the objectives that you need to complete." He turned around to do exactly as he said. "Huh?" The students responded, their eyes shrunk with an off-guard surprise, afflicted with the strange choice of words. "A substitute teacher has to inform the students on what they do in their main teacher's absence, and monitor everyone. Hence, here I am." The class gave straight blank faces, "What a way to mince your words..." They all thought simultaneously. "Coach Justice?" Carrot Top raised her hand, "Yeah?" Kimura turned around, "Are you okay?" She asked, "you're not like your usual cheerful self, you seem... Dense... And out of it today." "Really? Sorry about that. Desk duty isn't my forte, but I had to go through it anyway. Part of the tutelage of a Government Agent." Kimura straight up apologized. "Wait..." The students stopped whatever they were doing. "Are you a Secret Agent?" "No no no. I'm just his Protégé." Kimura explained. "Although he's at the age where he should retire and start a family, he's not fully satisfied with his service to his country yet, so knowing that I plan to go in Law Enforcement, he decided to push me further than just police work." "Sir," Cloudchaser raised her hand, "Can we hear more?" "Are you sure about this?" Kimura asked, "you know if Mr Mel finds out that his students are lacking behind because of me, he'll throw me through a wall or five!" "Don't worry, we'll be motivated to do our Maths if you tell us more about your Government teacher. How about that?" "Why not?" Twilight closed her books, "I'm happy to listen to a tale." With most of the class nodding to learn more, Kimura cleared his throat. "In that case, let me finish writing the objectives on the board. Then, I'll tell you the story. And feel free if you want to do work when I'm telling my story. I won't get offended." Time passed on as the teachers and students got around their busy lives, with their few times of joy, trouble and what not. The students of Mr Mel's class felt a rather strong interest in their newest Coach and began sharing gossip for all in the school to hear, while Yada gave quite an earful about respect and concerns about people in other countries, and how it's not that different about mocking someone who would fall along those lines to Snips. Regardless, there was no form of bloodshed past Lunchtime, through the afternoon classes, and till the school bell's final ring for the day. That's all of the work done, now it's time to tackle a new experience. Nagisa, Kimura, and Yada made their way towards the Koro Gardens, ready to add some finishing touches to the classroom, as well as the manor in general. Kimura dealt with all the heavy lifting, even struggling, with carrying various things ranging from small pieces of furniture to large cardboard boxes filled with items that weigh as much as an adult tiger for last minute delivery. Despite the struggle from before, It was nothing to a person who had been trained to combat any form of nation-wide threat to his country. The only thing that was in his way was the complacency of using a bit of that hard-trained elbow grease. Nagisa was on classroom cleaning duty, using his ever perceptive senses to pick out the most visible places of dust, litter or cobwebs, and made sure their nostalgic-built place was just as precious for its upcoming students. This was a very familiar duty to the azure-eyed teacher himself, as with his degree and job came various internships and placements in various Schools around Neighpon with the group discipline that students would assist the teacher in cleaning their homerooms. The absolute state of his students' classroom back in Paradise High School was a complete junkyard or even worse the state of a sewer system. Nevertheless, he's happy that in a new country, students are quite very self-conscious about cleanliness and hygiene. ... Okay, that last one wasn't exactly true. The case of gum stuck underneath tables and chairs were very much present even in a disciplined school like CHS. Such behaviour better not happen in the manor. People are going to be sleeping here after all! Yada fulfilled the role that she does best in her line of work. The ease and comfortability she offered to vendors, colleagues, executives, and shareholders were all tailored to their very individual needs and comfort zones whenever she led a business meeting or presentation. The information presented, the many ideas and choices that she proposed so that those who were interested could have their 'pick of the lot', even organizing the refreshments and catering crew during and for in-between breaks. With so much preparation for common practices within the Business World, setting up for a school programme was child's play. "All done!" Nagisa announced with accomplishment, striding out of the classroom. "How about you guys?" "Everything is ready!" Yada gave a thumbs up, "you okay Masayoshi?" "Just one... More... Thing! Out of the way!" Kimura grunted as he trudged through the entrance with a medium-sized cardboard box. "Aww, is our poor coach of justice pooped out already?" Yada teased, "Something like that, yeah. But you don't have to add that cheeky tone." Kimura panted, "Uh-Oh..." Yada giggled again, "it seems Mr Karasuma's no-nonsense behavior rubbed off on you." "Ha ha ha..." Kimura fakely laughed, "... No." "There are still a few more things that I need to pick up around the apartment tonight once again." Nagisa continued, "when are the delivery men coming along?" "Around half-past 4." Kimura answered, "sure you'll be fine without us Yada?" "Guys, this is technically my home. You can be assured that everyone here will be safe. And if you end up late for your hour session, I can always take over for you," Yada noted, "Don't worry, I'll be back before the second-hour starts," Nagisa assured, "but I will have enough time to meet our teachers as they set up." "Professor Phos and Magus Forsythe," Kimura named the teachers on the first hour, "which reminds me to warn you. The moment you sent that schedule to everyone in CHS... What was the response of the students in the Tutor Club?" "Hmm..." Nagisa spoke as the three of them underwent a temporary flashback... "Are you kidding me!?" "Oh Goddess no!" "He is so IRRITATING!!!!" "I still can't believe an obsessive psychopath like him is our Physics Teacher of all people!" "I can't put it in neutral terms... He's a really obnoxious person." "He's actually full of fun and games! I like him!" The three teachers were swarmed with beasts born from nightmares. Each had distinct features: One was a demonic tiger that had razor-sharp teeth, another was a bloodstained harpy with large claws and talons, a third was a giant distorted anteater had a long tongue covered with some unknown substance, and a fourth was a hulking suit of armour with a faceless head. Upon every beast, whether it was fur, scales or feathers, were the complaints stained upon the bodies of the beast, painted in bright, ghastly white. ... And for some reason, a small pink puffy pig was happily and haphazardly flying above the turmoil and raining down confetti. "Reminds me of how we tackled our exams back in Junior High!" Nagisa concluded with a joke, "Anyway," Yada continued, "Magus Forsythe. You'd do well to have a high amount of patience for him, especially when it's about 3:50 on the clock. they'll be coming soon enough." "All right, I need to know this. Why is he obnoxious? Does he force his opinions on others? Invade personal space? A creep? Or obsessed with whatever 'labels' he has?" "It won't cause a controversy in the world of politics or society..." Yada answered, 🔔Ding Dong!🔔 "... But it does when it comes to his personal credentials as a teacher!" Kimura finished as he rushed to the window and peeked out, "And speak of the devil centaur, It's Professor Phos and Magus Forsythe!" "Then what are we waiting for? Let's greet our colleagues!" Nagisa encouraged as he walked to the entrance door and opened it. "Good afternoon!" Nagisa greeted the man outside the door, "how are you Professor--" Nagisa noticed that there was only one man outside the door, "Professor Phos?" Nagisa stretched out his hand, "I'm Nagisa Shiota, nice to meet you" A rather burly man stretched his hand out and grabbed Nagisa's in a shake, "Indeed I am Molder Phos. A pleasure to make your acquaintance!" The Chemistry teacher huskily chuckled. He was well dressed, with a striped pattern of orange and white, as well as donning a very fancy tie that has the various element symbols of the periodic table. The man was faint yellow in colour with brown eyes, and the combination of orange and blue shades to make up the colour of his hair, mildly slicked back with hair gel. "Is Professor Forsythe somewhere around here?" Nagisa asked, "That's MAGUS Forsythe to you!!!" A random lanky man jumped in front of Nagisa's view with a raucous penetrating voice, "Woah!" Nagisa jumped back with shock, "Wh-What the hell was that for!?" "Absolute apologies," The man boomed, "I am the one and only Charles Phillip Forsythe. The teacher that has endlessly studied and harnessed the magic of Physics to be rightfully called Magus! I say bonjour to you Nagisa Shiota!" "Oh..." Nagisa thought to himself, "that's what he's like. No wonder why Pinkie likes him." "And I must say!" Forsythe stared deeply into Nagisa's eyes, "It is truly magnificent for us to speak with each other! A man with the face of a woman! Tell me, what is it like to live life as the opposite gender?" "Forsythe..." Professor Phos grumbled, "what did we say about 'keeping it to yourself'?" "Nothing can hold back my curiosity my dear Alchemist, I must know all there is about my newfound allies in the name of education!" "How about considering the feelings of others first?" Phos reprimanded with a husky growl. "Seeing how it's turning so many heads, I'll be happy to share," Nagisa offered his hand to shake, "I was born male, and still male today." "Wonderful!!!" The lanky man laughed, "it is settled then, Mr Shiota!" Nagisa took a good look at the Physics Teacher. Whilst the lanky teacher lacked the rather strong body structure and type as Professor Phos has, his presentation was quite a mess... For one, he was still wearing his crumpled labcoat outside the school along with his just as crumpled trousers, hiding his further crumpled button shirt within. His hair was just pure white and sticking out all over as if he was resembling a well-known scientist who always seems to stick his tongue out in photos... And his face... Or rather the ENTIRETY of his Ashen skin... It was covered with something thick that it was glistening unappealingly in the light, making him look like he was a plastic or 'graphically poor' 3D character. He was the complete opposite in Professor Phos when it came to self-presentation, and gave Nagisa plenty of inklings that justifies the unpopularity of the Canterlot High School Physics teacher. "Well, grab your education materials and come on in!" Nagisa invited and opened the door wider for the two teachers to enter CHS' newest dormitory. "What a very spacious living room!" Professor Phos commented, "with such a large hub like this, the students won't be bored in their rooms!" "I made sure that the plans were to as give as much student satisfaction as possible." Yada approached the two, plastic cups of water in hand, "welcome Professor Phos and... Forsythe, I hope the journey wasn't as troublesome?" "Not at all Lady Yada!" Forsythe spoke as he held Yada's outstretched hand with his left while taking the cup of water out of her hands and on the nearby coffee table with his right, before joining his left hand in cupping and holding Yada's hand with serene care. "I applaud you for your impeccable work in the Koro Gardens!" "Yes..." Yada's beaming face furrowed into a sense of alertness and discomfort, "although I must ask of you to let go of my hand. Otherwise..." "Sorry! Sorry!" Forsythe let go immediately, "perhaps I should have asked first. It was never like that from where I was born!" "Bonjour and the hand holding. Are you from Prance?" Kimura asked, "Very astute Justice!" Forsythe turned his attention to the soldier and vigorously shook his hand, "Indeed I was born in Prance, the Country of love and Chivalry!" "... Just call me Kimura." Kimura frowned, forcibly removing his hand from the teacher's grasp. "You know," Phos jumped in, "why don't you go set up both our things Forsythe? The students are well on their way here." He offered him his bag, "Say no more!" Forsythe saluted as he grabbed Phos' bag and stormed off towards the classroom, "it's wonderful to meet you three once again!" "Wrong way Magus!" Kimura yelled, "that's towards the shared bathroom! The classroom's on the right side of the hall! And it's the second door to the right!" "Ah! Thank you very much Justice!!!" Forsythe boomed back as he turned around and stormed off on the right way. "I'll be done sooooon!!!" The four teachers stood in the living room until they could hear the door to the classroom close. Once done, the teachers gasped for air. "That was a handful!" Yada moaned, "The moment I meet this guy, and I feel like taping his mouth shut." Kimura confessed, "I feel really sorry for the School to be stuck with someone like him." "He really doesn't make any good first impressions, I'm sorry on behalf of him." Phos apologized, "he's actually quite smart and diligent in his teaching and his practical experiments in terms of student grade comparison are leagues higher than Eu's and mine. And that's not to say Professor Eu has problems either, I get complaints from students about both of them. Sometimes, I feel like I'm the only guy who acts properly to others." "The problem is though..." Yada objected, "his behaviour is befitting of a child acting in his own world." "Aside from the pseudo-womanizer upbringing in Prance, he's also quite he insensitive teaser too." Phos continued, "he plays pranks upon the teachers and students." "That's one hell of a bloody compromise." Kimura growled, "no school would ever accept him if not for his skills. They'd mistake him for a mental patient!" "No," Nagisa broke the discussion. "He doesn't have a mental disorder. How he acts and what he does are completely intentional. It may sound even worse, but that's what makes him... Quite interesting..." "So?" Yada asked, "Is he bad or is he bad?" "Neither. I'm going with Pinkie here." Nagisa answered, "He's full of fun and games and tries his best at doing so. Unfortunately, that is not what you would expect of a professional teacher, especially when it comes to education." "Well, I'll be damned." Phos chuckled, "I guess with so many people in the world, there's bound to be people who can tolerate his actions." "Who else can?" Nagisa asked, "Principal Celestia, Eu, and me." Phos counted, "it makes four now with you." "Glad to hear it. Now, I think we should get down to business too. We need to help Forsythe before the kids come in." 🔔Ding Dong!🔔 "They have arrived!!!" Forsythe yelled, "Hello everyone!" Yada opened the door and greeted the tide of entering students. "And welcome to the Koro Gardens. The classroom that we'll be setting up the programme is in the East Wing, second door on the right." Yada guided, "Before you go in, please find and select your name on the database of this tablet here. Once you've done that, found your table and dropped your stuff in, feel free to come back out and enjoy some refreshments!" With only a few thank you's and nods, the students dropped their items or reserved the seats and tables, then began mingling or chatting with each other in the classroom or the main hall after they. Some curious teens were quite interested in looking what's around them. Wide-eyed at the sight of the bedrooms, marvelling at the cleanliness of the six bathrooms. Laughing and giggling at the fact that there is a large bathhouse-like area that was shared. As the students did their own things as they waited for their official time to begin, Yada had counted the number of students who have decided to come. The entirety of the Special Tutorship Club, Fluttershy and Pinkie's friends, Spitfire, Carrot Top, Obi, Kimono, Neon Lights, Vinyl Scratch and Burning Heart, a total of Twenty-Five students for the first day. "Your attention please." A warbled but perceivable voice blared throughout the house, "Your attention please, this is your Neighponese teacher Mr Shiota. First and foremost, a very Good Afternoon to you, and welcome to the Koro Gardens! Did you like what you see around the place? Speaking of which, if you're wondering how I'm able to broadcast my voice, look around the room. Do you notice some tubes? Those are speaking tubes that we have installed for communication, announcements or important messages. For the record, it won't bother your sleep should you plan to stay here." The students stood in silence, "Alright then, welcome to the Special Tutorship Club's tutoring programme. The 1st-hour session is going to be ready soon, and your two teachers for the first hour will have their work ready for you. When you are done with what you have been doing, please make your way to the classroom. Now before you ask any questions, let me tell you a few things that will run differently. First: This is a come-and-go session so when you're satisfied with what you have done, then feel free to leave. Just make sure that you let us know that you'll be leaving and that you've got a plan on how you're going home. We value your safety just as much as your learning. Second: You are most welcome to bring snacks inside the classroom. Whether it's from what we provided, or your own. Under a few conditions. One, keep in mind that when you eat, you won't be distracting and that when your tutor is addressing the class with pointers, then kindly listen instead of focus on eating. Two, chewing gum. If you eat chewing gum, please dispose of it properly like you throw away wrappers or fruit peels. Otherwise, you WILL be cleaning it up. And Third: If you need to take a toilet break or a break at all, feel free to let us know. No Hall Monitors and no Hall Passes. Ms Yada will be outside in the living room doing her work, but she'll be happy to guide you to the restrooms. Now any more questions?" "Ooh! Ooh!" Pinkie raised her hand, "Yes Pinkie?" Nagisa asked, "How do you know it's me speaking? And how can you see us?" "Good question Pinkie." Yada filled in, "as this is a part of CHS, it is mandatory for CCTV cameras to be installed into any school facility unless specified. However, they will be hard to find, and the admin-room, which also doubles as the security room, is off-limits to students unless specified." "One more question! Can you give me a chance speaking into the tubes? Pretty please? Can I also try playing it like an instrument?" Pinkie asked, The students groaned, typical Pinkie. Yada however, just smiled. "But of course! The speaking tubes are installed throughout the manor, one in the classroom, one in the admin-room, the living room, and the hallways on the floors above!" "Yay!!!" Pinkie jumped for joy, "I'mma--" "If you start boarding here." Yada interrupted while still retaining her smile, "at times like these, however, please refrain from doing so." "No more questions?" The students did not respond. "Okay then, study well!" All the twenty-five students made their way into the classroom, with some being quite surprised how spacious it was. Across the long hallway, were rows of tables and chairs positioned almost in identical distance apart from each other. ... Almost as if the classroom was turned into an exam hall... Sitting in their desired seat, the students got all their pencils and tools ready to start their work, but not before glaring at a certain teacher in their room... "Hi-dee-ho students!" Forsythe welcomed with open arms, "to your first ever special tutor group! I am honoured to be here and give you all the help that you need! Are you ready to immerse your self in the arts of Physics once again???" He struck a pose, "Not with that attitude!" Twenty-Two students thought to themselves. The odd ones being Fluttershy, Flash and Pinkie Pie. "Magus Forsythe and I have planned our hour as follows." Phos took over "We have numerous practice questions for you that focuses on an examined topic each within the Physics and Chemistry, all question written by us. Each topic has 10 marks each, leading to a total of 20 marks for every test. While this may be similar to how the Special Tutorship Club works, we will be going through the answers on the spot, so you can understand where you have gone right or wrong. If you desperately need to go to the toilet, feel free to let us know, and we will let you go. And we will be providing chances to go to the toilet between tests. Is that okay?" "Yes, sir!" Came the reply, "Everyone! Please take your first two topics in Chemistry and Physics." Forsythe commanded, passing a small stack of test papers to the nearest student. "Atoms and Molecules, the Periodic Table, and One and Two-Dimensional Movement!" "Multiple Choice, Short, and Long-Answer questions," Phos spoke, passing his test papers to the student near him. "You will be given about 20 minutes to complete both, under exam conditions. Not to worry, on the exam week, you won't be getting Physics and Chemistry on the same day. Although you will be getting more than one subject every day!" "So don't worry about studying beforehand. We'll all in this together as a force to be reckoned with!" Forsythe finished, "If you need to go to the toilet now, go ahead. We'll start in five as the papers are being passed around." Phos reminded, "if not, you can use that time to do some last minute read-overs in your exercise books!" And like that, the students dived deep into their Chemistry and Physics, trying their damndest to apply what they have learned to paper. After going through the first test, the teachers began going through the answers and much to everyone's surprise, shock, and dismay... Plenty of them failed to hit the halfway mark of both papers! All that Professor Phos could do was sigh at the end result, but Magus Forsythe was more than excited that he was able to re-teach the concepts of One and Two-Dimensional Movement in his own festive and heroic way, giving nothing but very distracting and embarrassing looks to the class. Once the children were out for a break, Yada was greeted by many grumbling, frustrated or depressed students, eager to get to the toilet or wash their emotions down with a cup of water from the water cooler. Yada looked at the sorry sight of their faces and just sighed with empathy. After all, she, Nagisa and Kimura knew how it felt to receive an appalling mark. Hitting 4:25 pm, the very-short break was over, and the class dragged their depressed bodies back into the classroom where their two teachers were waiting. The next two topics for the class were the Electronic Structure of Atoms, Stoichiometry, and two parts of Newton's Law of Motion. And this time, the three teachers hopped of their work to observe how the students were doing. "I don't get it." Kimura answered, "Their Maths and English practice tests were much better. And just by watching them, they seem pretty confident going in!" "We never tested them with their practice exams of Chemistry and Physics, and this was designed by them. Perhaps they should require a hard education?" Yada asked, "Answering questions under time pressure is the real test here." Nagisa reminded, "we'll need to practice up for that. Plus, going through revision can help free up new things for what they want to do in their normal classes." "Problem is though," Yada countered, "when we studied for finals or any sort of exams back in Junior High, it was not because we were so motivated by learning new things, but more so that it would give us the advantage to assassinate Korosensei." "Yada I hope you closed the speaking tube." Kimura warned, "some of the students or the teachers aren't aware of our assassination past!" "I closed it after the announcement." Nagisa assured, "alongside the teachers who vouched in, there will be a survey for them regarding on ways on how they can improve the programme. Either by email or in-house discussion. And as I said, there will be student feedback for the club and the teachers. It's a learning process for us as much as it is for them. We got to do our best, as teachers, to improve our school's academic levels. And besides, we all know that some teachers have problems themselves." "I can't argue with that." Yada sighed, "So I thought why not invite them to go out socially? I offered every invitation for them to hang out in the lounge or suggest a place and next Saturday. All but one accepted of course." "Professor Eu refused you did she?" Yada asked, "Yes, how do you know?" "She's not fond of going anywhere but School or her home." Yada revealed, "like I said, even the teachers have problems. I'd dare say she's only interested in her biological work and studies, and not so much for her students or colleagues." *Ring Ring* "Oh!" Yada felt her pocket rumble, along with the song of a Revolution of Self-confidence and reliability "that's my phone!" She peered at the caller ID, which only displayed a random phone number, "huh, someone new. Okay then, might as well answer it!" And clicked the green button. "Hello?" Yada spoke into the phone, "Yada." A venomous voice stabbed at her eardrums. "Ah!" Yada jumped at the sudden tone, "wh-who are you?" "Professor Eu." The caller spoke, "It turns out that I have the time to visit your dormitory today. I want to let you know that I will be coming in advance." "U-Uh, sure!!!" Yada nervously chuckled, her body stiff and frozen again, "You know where to go?" "28 Stable Street. Frighteningly, that's the same street I live in. I'll be here around at half past 4 sharp." "Pardon me asking but..." Yada asked, "is that the reason why you agreed to join this programme?" "This is not a secret worth hiding. I would say no to the programme if it can't be approachable by bus, train, or by foot, even though I am the only Biology Teacher in CHS. Thankfully, your place is approachable by those methods of transport." "I'm sure you have your reasons, but thanks a lot for taking your time to come anyway! Though, I can't give you much of a tour because the students are also here studying with Phos and Forsythe." "I'm not bothered to bother with them." Eu answered with a tone as if she was greatly offended, "Just me and you. Understand?" "Y-Yes." Yada frantically nodded, "just one question though. How did you find me?" "All teachers have contact details given to the students, as well as the teachers themselves. I went ahead and looked for yours, simple as that." "I see. How very clever of you!" "I'll be on my way. I hope your architecture satisfies. Good Bye." Eu growled and hung up the call. "Well?" Kimura asked his frozen friend. "P-Professor Eu is coming, and she wants a tour of the place," Yada replied. "Okay then, looks like we have our duties to do now." Nagisa smiled as a delivery truck stopped outside of the manor. "Catch you in half an hour?" "S-Sure! You two have fun moving stuff from your apartment to the dorm okay?" "Take care and have fun with the Professor!" Kimura waved as the two got themselves ready and headed out to meet with the van. "Yeah..." Yada spoke in the silence, "I'm going to have a LOT of fun..." "Okay, everyone!!!" Phos announced, "now that we've gone through all answers to both our four topics, let's see how everyone went this time! Anyone has full marks in their Chemistry?" Twilight Sparkle raised her hand. "On physics too," she added. The class sighed as if they weren't expecting anything else of their brightest classmate. "Surely anyone has gotten about at least between 15-19 marks!" Forsythe encouraged. Rarity, Noteworthy, Nurse Redheart, and Cheerilee raised their hands. "10-14?" Phos asked, his confidence beginning to drop. Flash Sentry, Spitfire, Carrot Top, Roseluck, Fluttershy, Sunset Shimmer and Burning Heart raised their hands. Phos sighed with disappointment again, "Okay then, who got 5-9 Marks?" He grumbled. The last remaining 13 students raised their hands. Thunderlane, Soarin, Fleetfoot, Cloudchaser, Flitter, Big Macintosh, Pinkie Pie, Applejack, Rainbow Dash, Obi, Kimono, Vinyl Scratch and Neon Lights. The Chemistry teacher raised his hands in despair. "Okay, it's not that bad I guess." Phos responded, "but getting into University is hard these days. A lot of you really need to pick up your studies." "Not to worry," Forsythe bowed, "I'm sure most of you are able to do better on these Physics topics. Anyone who got full marks like Twilight?" This time, Pinkie raised up her hand and shook it back and forth erratically. "It was super easy!!!" Pinkie squealed. "I would never have expected less from you Pinkie!!! Well done my student!" Forsythe complimented. The class sighed once again. It really wasn't a surprise either that Pinkie would get full marks on the Physics test, mostly because knows that Pinkie can defy certain things, physics being one of them. "15-19?" Forsythe asked. This time, Big Macintosh, Fleetfoot, Flitter, Cloudchaser, Spitfire, and Thunderlane raised their hands. "10-14?" Forsythe continued. Only Cheerilee and Sunset raised their hands. Forsythe's face dropped into sheer horror as if his parents or lover had died right in front of him. "Don't tell me you all got 5-9 Marks?" Forsythe clutched his head. Only eleven students left raised their hands. Roseluck, Applejack, Carrot Top, Flash Sentry, Soarin, Obi, Burning Heart, Vinyl Scratch, Noteworthy, Neon Lights, and Fluttershy. Now with added insult to the injured pride of the Magus, it was only eleven out of the fifteen students. Four of them did not raise their hands. "1-4 I presume?" Forsythe scowled as he turned his head to the last four students, "or even no marks at all?" Rainbow shrugged as she raised a hand, Redheart tearfully raised hers, Kimono raised hers with her head hung low in shame and in the most dramatically frustrated way possible, Rarity's hand was the last to shoot up. "How can this be!?!?" Forsythe yelled at the top of his lungs, desperate to reach the heavens. "I have tried all I can my dear Goddesses! Tell me! How I failed my most treasured students?" "Because you have been acting like that since the entirety of every Physics Class ever run by you!" Rarity rebuked, "your behaviour makes the Goddesses cringe in embarrassment!" "Yeah!" Rainbow stood up and slammed her hands on the table, "this is the reason why we could never, ever learn physics, only except for your precious practical experiments!!!" One by one, every student stood up and began hurling their kept-in frustrations, problems, and issues of how horrible his demeanour had been for the amounts of times he's been teaching in this very School, rendering the poor Magus silent and gobsmacked. All the complaints and yelling could be heard from the living room, interrupting the discussion of one Palomino and Pale Gray teacher. "It was going to happen one day." Eu shared, "where the students will break and call him out on how ridiculous his teaching ways are." "And you never thought of warning him? Or even remind him of his behaviour?" Yada asked, "The best way to learn from a mistake is committing it. Let the disapproval torment his mind, to understand how it feels, and how to avoid it next time." Eu croaked. "I-I can understand that," Yada reasoned, "but some mistakes are irredeemable, and even if someone learns to take responsibility and not do that again, the damage done can be irreversible!" "It was their choice, they reap what they sow. No matter the warnings, whether smoking or certain drugs are bad for your health, sex before marriage is wrong, or that you begin to lose your soul with material obsession. No matter what institution supports or opposes, no individual, community or society cares about the consequences because it was their choice as I said. The more risks you'll take, the sooner you're in your grave." Eu responded as she got up, "thanks for the tour. I at least know what to do when I come around to tutor those rotten constructs of flesh. Now I must leave." "Eu..." Yada stopped the teacher at the doorstep, "... Let me warn you right now, you've got your own problems too. Even if you are a good teacher that can flawlessly teach evolution, the structure of a cell or DNA properly, you still have to be there for your students when they're struggling!" "... There was only one time where someone showed me sincerity when they pulled me out of one struggle. This is why I am here." Eu responded as she walked out of the dorm, and away from what was happening. It took about 20 minutes for the delivery truck to pick-up many things from Nagisa's apartment and to return the dorm with a very depressing atmosphere. On one of the dining chairs sat the Magus of Physics, his red-hot face buried in his hands while his Chemistry colleague was in the other chair, trying his best to cheer him up. Nagisa, with his 'Wavelengths of Consciousness', could easily discern and deduce what had transpired and placed Forsythe in such a sorry state. Of course, seeing Forsythe like this shows that he was very much open to a surprise attack, but this wasn't the time to commit an assassination, he needs to cheer him up. "So I guess the students had finally unleashed their impressions on you?" Nagisa inquired, "Yep." Phos nodded, "it was too much for him. Forsythe always said how the students were so polite and easy going to do their work, I guess he wasn't paying full attention to what the students really had trouble with." "Hey Forsythe," Kimura patted the Magus on his shoulder, "There's no such thing as being too late to change as long as you still have your job." Deciding to leave Forsythe's case for another time, he changed the subject. "Speaking of which, how did the tests go?" "Considering that you didn't give them the practice tests during the first weeks of your club, I'm not honestly surprised." Phos answered, "And to be fair, we did write our questions in ways that really involved application and such questions are hard to answer, at least those that don't require equations. It's the same thing that Forsythe did on his questions, involve lots of application. But I guess because of exam pressures and how his behaviour is not helping one bit, it may have contributed to why he got yelled at." "Magus Forsythe?" A concerned voice echoed as three students walked out of the classroom. "Fluttershy, Flash, Pinkie." Phos greeted, "do you need something?" "Just wanted to give our Physics Magus this." Pinkie answered, "can you hear me? This is my gift." And wrapped her arms and body around his with a big hug. Fluttershy joined in the big hugging, as did Flash. "I hope you can understand that we were worried and desperate to be confident in our exams." Flash reasoned, "and I can't say they're in the wrong for being frustrated by how you act, because we don't have lots of time ourselves for a teacher to be goofy." "Couldn't have said it better myself Flash." Phos agreed, "Even so, we're still sorry for shouting at you." Fluttershy answered, "I know the three of us were not the ones shouting or yelling at you, but please forgive the rest of the class." "Everything will be fine Magus Forsythe. It may be gossip, it may hurt, but even topics like this will always be forgotten." Pinkie encouraged, "so please smile again!" "Also Sensei," Fluttershy turned around to Nagisa, "Mr Ramon is in there right now, and you've come back just in time to tutor the Neighponese class." "Don't worry. Since the Neighponese Class started this year, we have a bye in the Mid-Term exams, although we WILL be doing an exam later this year. So I'll devote the entire hour to Mr Ramon. I'll need to help Kimura and the delivery men to offload my furniture, and I'll tell the class too." "So you're moving here?" Flash asked, "I'd say the apartment would be good for a small retreat, though I am on the fence about selling it. Yada told me the dorm was ready for furniture last week, so I decided to start moving my things here yesterday and today. It also means that Yada and Kimura won't be staying in that expensive hotel anymore." "Ooh! I'd say that's a wasted chance for you two to get busy!" Pinkie sneakily joked, "Growing in disciplined families, any sort of business like that is only for when we're in a serious relationship, not just for the sake of losing virginity." Kimura moaned in response, "But to be fair," Fluttershy answered, "I think you two really are in sync most of the time, you two are always the first to support each other when you're down." "Oh Fluttershy," Yada blushed, "you tease." Behind bars, a once-notorious robber watched the ever loud commotion happening outside his window. The sounds of drills, saws, and sparks gave the idea that the prison was underway in repairs from what was left of a successful prison break a few weeks ago. He also heard that the very person who escaped was re-captured once again, and thrown in a much sturdier cell block this time. During the times when he was able to move and walk outside the cell, he has seen glimpses of that man, sulking or lying on his prison bed in defeat, or isolating himself on the prison grounds and canteen. From his observations, he came with a grunting conclusion that this man could not have the gall to try and escape, and was torn at the fact that he was able to escape on wondering how... "Hey, you! Mr Shaker!" A prison guard called out, "It seems someone from the higher-ups has a request for you." "Who?" The robber known as Shaker stood up, "who the hell wants me?" "I'm not sure if you like politics and law, but there is a man here that has a request for you that can give pardon to your damn felonies. Pretty easy one too in my opinion." "What?" Shaker replied, "Follow me," the guard responded, opening the cell door, "you can make your decision once you meet him. But I warn you any funny business..." "Your sticks do absolute shit." Shaker taunted, "I've been through fucking worse." Taking no crap, the guard immediately whacked Shaker on the shoulder, and he got on a knee. Even so, he still kept a straight face, as if he can block the pain. "Get moving!!!" The guard ordered. Though he enjoyed taunting and getting hit by the prison guard, Shaker just trudged along to his destination. Instead of going to the visiting room, however, he was sent to an interrogation room, where on the other end of the table, a man covered in black robes patiently and properly sat. "Hello there, Mr Shaker." The robed man greeted, "I have a deal for you that will involve your freedom, and your pardon. All I just ask is for your assistance to a task."