~~~Meeting Mrs Chrysalis~~~
"Excuse me," I said, walking into a lab.
There, I was greeted with, on one lab table some kind of concoction being made (or artificial nuclear sludge, whichever), and a dark woman with fangs who was dressed in something more akin to if she were going to a casual party later today. She had teal hair and bug-like wings, black lipstick, green eyes with vertical pupils, and was covered in spots that were ever-so-slightly brighter than her skin, holes in her wings, and a decent-sized horn that looked like someone had cut chunks out of it.
"Just a sec," she said, looking up, "Oh, you must be Midnight," she looked at Nightshine, then went to rub his back, "And you're adorable."
"Nice to meet you, Ms Chrysalis," Nightshine said.
"Oh, drop the formality, you two. In 1965 when I started teaching, everyone was calling me by all of these titles, so I decided to rip that Band-Aid off around the Summer of Love. Sadly for Dissy, everyone kept calling him 'Professor' and junk until around the time Reagan started joking about the USSR."
"Speaking of which, I actually had a witch from the Soviet Union stop my aging a little early at eighteen, I'm forty-three, by the way."
"Ah. You'll start Monday, right?"
"Supposedly," I said, a smirk on my face.
"And you're gonna be racing Luna this afternoon?"
"I have a 1987 Škoda 130 LR ready to take her."
"Is that a good racer?"
"Let's just say it's a 130 horse, rear-engine, rear-wheel drive, taking curves and turns at around a hundred MPH."
"Oh, that'll be good."
"Yeah, after I wreck into something."
"Don't do that," Chrysalis said, "Then you wouldn't be here."
"I don't know," I said, "Fifteen years ago, more or less, I spent a few minutes on the ground because someone thought it would be a good idea to snap my neck and stab me in the chest."
"Idiots come and idiots go, most of them like that don't make it out alive," she said, "I drained a guy's love one time," she held a finger to her chin in thought, "I think it had something to do with, well I'm not sure," she leaned on a table, "Anyway, I know it was during the Salem Witchcraft Trials, so I-"
"Holy water."
"That's it. How did you know?"
"My old anatomy teacher, along with the others at that fucking school, I swear were put in a freeze spell by a witch, then unloaded into the present day," she chuckled a little, "I mean, come on! We're not from hell!" I looked out in the hallway and saw a person with a pointed tail, demonic wings, and horns walk by, "Well, most of us, but you still get the point."
"It's just stupid," she said, "How humans do that, I mean, at the end of the day, hell you'd still have us to live around, so get over it."
"Thank you."
A few students began filing in, "Oh, there's my class. I'll see you Monday."
"You too," I replied, following Nightshine out into the hallway as her class began.
"Where to, next?" Nightshine asked as I closed the door behind us.