Monday came and the Cutie Mark Crusaders walked back to their teacher's house.
"I'm scared," Sweetie Belle exclaimed.
"Ah know how you feel," Apple Bloom said. "Ah'm scared too. But we don't have any choice."
"Really?" Scootaloo responded. "I haven't slept all weekend."
"We just have one week left," Apple Bloom said. "Then we can confess."
"How are we going to do that?" Sweetie Belle asked.
"Ah'm still not sure," Apple Bloom said. "Now let's go get Miss Cheerilee."
The three fillies walked inside the house to collect Cheerilee's body. Upon entering however, they smelled something horrible inside.
"Bleh!" Scootaloo responded. "What's that horrible smell?"
"Oh no," Apple Bloom answered. "Ah think that's Miss Cheerilee."
The three fillies ran into their teacher's room and saw that the body was starting to rot. It had blisters all over and flies were surrounding it.
"What are we going to do?" Sweetie Belle asked Apple Bloom.
"If we bring her to school like this, the students will figure out that something is wrong with her," Scootaloo said.
"There's gotta be somethin' in this house that can get rid of the smell," Apple Bloom said.
The three fillies looked all over the house for possible ways to get rid of the smell. After a few minutes, Apple Bloom found a spray can of Lysol. She ran back to the body and sprayed all over it, causing the smell to disappear not long after.
"There we go," Apple Bloom said.
"But she still looks rotten," Scootaloo said. "How about we get some paint?"
"But where will we get paint?" Sweetie Belle asked.
"Let's look around for some," Apple Bloom said.
After a few more minutes, Apple Bloom came back with an unopened bucket of magenta paint. As Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo came back, Apple Bloom opened the bucket and quickly painted over the blisters until they were all covered up.
"There we go," Apple Bloom said when she was finished.
"Are you sure that will convince the class enough?" Sweetie Belle asked in concern. "It still looks like that it's obvious. The paint doesn't seem to camouflage the blisters completely."
"This is the best that we can do," Apple Bloom responded. "Now come on, let's get her to the classroom. We don't want her to be late. The class will get suspicious."
The three fillies walked outside and dragged their teacher's body throughout the town, hoping that nopony would notice.
"This is so gross!" Sweetie Belle exclaimed.
"Keep it down," Apple Bloom whispered. "If somepony hears you, we're done for."
Sweetie Belle sighed as she continued using her horn to move the body around town.
As the three fillies were heading over to class, Rainbow Dash swooped from the sky and accidentally rammed into Cheerilee's body, causing Sweetie Belle to shut off her horn and fall to the ground.
"Oh, Celestia!" Rainbow Dash exclaimed. "I'm so sorry, Cheerilee! Here, let me help you up."
Not wanting Rainbow Dash to pick up the dead body, Sweetie Belle immediately got up and powered her horn up to pick up the body. Once done, she used her horn to open its eyes and mouth to make it look like that their teacher could still talk and thus, appear to be alive.
"That's okay," Sweetie Belle made the body say. "Accidents happen."
"Thanks for understanding," Rainbow Dash responded. "I was just trying to do a flying stunt and I kind of messed up."
"I understand," Sweetie Belle said using her microphone secretly to transfer the message to the body. "Well then, I must go now. I can't be late to teach class."
"Okay, see ya Miss Cheerilee," Rainbow Dash responded, as she flew off to the sky.
"Phew, that was close," Scootaloo said as she rubbed her hoof on her forehead to get the sweat off of it.
"Okay girls," Apple Bloom said. "Let's keep going."
The girls picked up the body and continued moving it using Sweetie Belle's magic coming out of her horn. As they got close to the schoolhouse, Derpy accidentally crashed into them.
"Ow!" Apple Bloom shouted.
"Whoops, my bad," Derpy said worriedly.
"Just be careful," Scootaloo said.
The girls continued walking to the schoolhouse. Once they made it, they set the body onto her desk chair and took a look at her schedule.
"Hmm..." Apple Bloom said. "Math, Science, History, Recess, Spelling, Language Arts, Lunch, P.E., and Study Period. Man, this is a lot to teach. At least the teacher's manual has the instructions and schedules listed. Ah better take it before anypony sees us."
"Good idea," Sweetie Belle said.
The fillies set the stuff up on the body and afterwards, took their seats and waited for the other students to walk in. Within about ten minutes, the students began walking in and before long, they all took their seats.
"Okay, class," Sweetie Belle said through the microphone that was attached to Cheerilee's body's mouth. "It's time to learn an important lesson today. We will start with Math. Please take out your Math textbooks and turn to page 75. We will work on fractions."
"Uh, Miss Cheerilee, what's a one slash two mean?" Snails asked.
"It means one-half," Sweetie Belle said on the microphone, trying to not get annoyed about how easy that answer was.
As the day went on, Sweetie Belle was getting exhausted due to how much magic she was using on her horn. By the time the History period began, she didn't know how to answer certain questions that were asked by the other students.
"Uh, Miss Cheerilee," Silver Spoon called out. "How did the dragon lands originate?"
Sweetie Belle flipped the pages through her History textbook and then answered.
"They originated because the Empress of Equestria, Queen Faust, had given life to them," she answered.
"Oh, thanks, Miss Cheerilee."
"You're welcome, Silver Spoon. You have every right to ask."
By the time class was over, Sweetie Belle could barely keep her head up. Nevertheless, she managed to hang on until the last student, besides her, Apple Bloom, and Scootaloo, had left for the day. Once she was sure that all of the students were out of sight, she released her magic from her horn, causing her teacher's body to collapse on the ground.
"That was close," she said in relief. "Let's take her home."
The three fillies walked out of the classroom and throughout town. At that point, Sweetie Belle's magic began to drop due to how much exhaustion that she was going through.
"I need some rest," she yawned. "Can we stop at that bench?"
Apple Bloom sighed.
"Okay," she said in annoyance as they placed the body on the bench and sat down. "But we need ta continue movin' within five minutes. We need ta--"
Apple Bloom stopped what she was saying when she heard snoring. She turned to Sweetie Belle and saw that she had fallen asleep on the bench.
"Oh, come on!" Scootaloo shouted in annoyance.
"Just let'er rest," Apple Bloom said. "She deserves it."
After about a half hour had passed, a green mare with a harpsichord cutie mark walked up to them.
"Hi girls," she said. "Can I sit down?"
"Of course, Lyra," Apple Bloom responded. "There's room for you."
"Thanks," Lyra said as she took a seat on the bench.
"Apple Bloom, what are you doing?" Scootaloo whispered. "We can't have her find out."
"Don't worried," Apple Bloom whispered. "Ah won't let that happen."
"So, how's everything going?" Lyra asked.
"Nothin' much," Apple Bloom answered.
"What's Cheerilee doing with you three?"
"She and Sweetie Belle were tired. So we decided to stop to get some rest."
"Oh, okay. I just wanted to tell you that Twilight asked if Cheerilee can participate in the Friendship School graduation coming this coming weekend."
"Well actually, she--" Scootaloo began.
"Of course," Apple Bloom interrupted. "She would be happy to do that. We'll tell her that when she wakes up."
"Thanks, girls," Lyra said cheerfully as she got up from the bench. "Now then, I got to get going. My friend, Bon Bon, needs help with something."
"See ya," Apple Bloom said.
Once Lyra Heartstrings was out of sight, Scootaloo glared at Apple Bloom.
"What do you think you're doing?!" Scootaloo shouted. "If she attends the graduation, we're toast!"
"Quiet down, Scootaloo," Apple Bloom said angrily. "Ah did that because this the Princess of Friendship that she was talking about. We can't let Twilight down."
"I know," Scootaloo sighed. "But if we get caught, we'll be in big trouble."
"Ah know that," Apple Bloom said. "But what choice do we have?"
"You're right," Scootaloo said defeatedly. "Let's just hope that this works."
All of a sudden, Sweetie Belle woke up.
"Sorry about that," she yawned.
"That's okay," Scootaloo sighed.
"Let's get'er home," Apple Bloom said.
The three fillies got up, put the sunglasses on their teacher, and dragged her throughout the village, hoping to not get caught. As they reached their teacher's house, however, a piece of Cheerilee's skin fell off.
"Gross!" Sweetie Belle shouted.
"Quiet, Sweetie Belle," Apple Bloom whispered. "Do you want us to get caught?"
"Sorry," Sweetie Belle whispered as she picked up the piece of skin off the ground.
"I'm gonna be sick," Scootaloo whispered as her face turned green.
"Never mind about that," Apple Bloom said as she unlocked the front door of the house and the three fillies walked inside. "We need to get superglue to glue the skin back on."
"Where are we going to find that type of glue?" Sweetie Belle asked, as she closed the front door using her magic coming from her horn.
"We have to search around her house," Apple Bloom answered.
The three fillies looked all over the place. After about five minutes, Scootaloo found some in a storage closet. She then walked back to her friends.
"I got some," Scootaloo said.
"Quick, put some on the skin," Sweetie Belle said, still holding the piece of skin on her hoof.
"This is so gross!" Scootaloo exclaimed as she took the skin from Sweetie Belle and glued it back on Cheerilee's wound to cover it up.
"Ah got the paint," Apple Bloom said as she took a paint brush, dipped it into the magenta-colored paint, and painted it over the now glued-back-on skin. "Ah think that's as good as it can get."
"Alright, let's put her to bed," Scootaloo said as the three fillies picked up their teacher, put the body in the bed, placed the blankets over her body, and placed the night mask over her eyes to make it look like she was asleep.
"Okay, let's get out of here," Sweetie Belle said.
The three fillies walked out of the house and Apple Bloom locked the door.
"Ah think we all need to get some rest," Apple Bloom said. "We still have four more days of school left."
The three fillies then walked back home, hoping that all would go well for the rest of the week.