Group Precipitation

by FanOfMostEverything


Irresistable Bait, by FoME

When someone lived for centuries, they found themselves returning to the same thoughts time and time again. The world changing more quickly just meant that the cycle had accelerated to match. And thus Adagio Dazzle came to a conclusion that she'd already reached several times in the past decade:

Detention is a punishment because no one wants to be in school.

Of course, the students weren't punished by having to be Mr. Discord's teaching assistant. Granted, they hadn't tried to scrape samples off of Coloratura's heartstone while she slept, so Adagio grudgingly allowed that there might be some justification in her playing science monkey to a bunch of disinterested children.

A bang like a gunshot shocked her out of her ruminations. "And that," cackled Mr. Discord, "is what happens when you take away the strong nuclear force!"

Alright, "disinterested" could never describe a student in that madman's class. And that was putting aside the boys and occassional girl who'd been spending more time looking at her than whatever Mr. Discord was doing. Adagio had to admit, there had to have been something in the water at Canterlot High. There wasn't a bad-looking specimen in the bunch. If things had gone her way, she'd probably have kept the town as a breeding population for eye candy.

One snack in particular made her take a second look, followed by a lengthy third. A glance at the calendar confirmed that she hadn't gone back twenty-odd years without realzing it.

"... and Adagio will return your exams to you." Mr. Discord saying her name brought her attention to the stack of papers nudging her shoulder. She rolled her eyes. Everyone in the room knew he could simply send the things back to their owners, but this was her punishment. Tide's sake, he had to make them tug her towards the right desks; it wasn't like she ever bothered to learn the fry's names.

Though she did pay attention to one. When she got close, she shuffled that test to the bottom of the stack. After handing them back to everyone else, she lingered by her target. "So. Button Mash."

He blinked up at her. "Uh, yeah?"

"I don't suppose you'd know a Brave Heart?"

Button gave a slow nod, incomprehension plain on his face. "He's my dad."

"Really? How fascinating." Adagio knelt next to him, favoring him with a half-lidded smile. "We met somewhere in the Seashells, just off Mount Aris."

"Can I have my exam back?"

That got a throaty chuckle. "You know, I could teach you so much more than—"

At that point, a pillar of bright green magic slammed Adagio to the floor. She lay there, stunned more out of shock than pain or injury. "What just happened?"

"Sweetie Belle used Future Sight," Button said, sounding far more certain.

"That tells me nothing."

"Tells me what she was frowning at during lunch."

"Really, Adagio, I thought a siren would know better than to toy with one chosen by the Fates." She blinked and found herself standing in front of the class again. Mr. Discord shook his head, not even bothering to hide his smile. "And that's another week of TA duty for not waiting until they're eighteen and out of my classroom."