Do you believe in ghosts?

by The Infinity Doctor


Strange Days at Canterlot High

Squeaky Wings sat boredly in her seat, listening to her teacher give a lecture on mythology.

She felt someone tap her shoulder, and looked to see who it was.

'Is she new here?' she thought, staring back at the girl. She had red-ish eyes, and a short hair cut.

"Hello" the girl said.
"Uh...hey" Squeaks responded.

The teacher then called for everyone to split off into groups, Squeaks got up to join Applebloom and her friends, and the girl followed.

"So...what are we supposed to do?" Applebloom asked, awkwardly looking at the new girl.
"We're supposed to make a poster of a myth" Scootaloo replied boredly.
"Well...which one do we pick?"

"Prometheus was punished by the gods for giving the gift of knowledge to man" the girl said suddenly "he was cast into the bowels of the earth and pecked by birds"

"Uh...okay?" Sweetie Belle said, confused.

"Well...we might as well go all out on this thing...how d' you suppose we pick one?"

"The answer is beneath us" the girl said.

"What? That makes no sense"
"Um...girls...isn't the library one floor down?"
"It is? Huh..."

Squeaks' gaze shifted from her friends, to the new girl, then back again.

'This school just keeps getting weirder and weirder...'

X X X X X X X

"Alright class, today we'll be studying pointillism" Ms. Dreamcast said, finishing setting a canvas on the desks of the art room.
"What's...pointa- pointi-"
"Pointillism, Sweetie Belle, it's art that's made up of thousands of tiny dots, which collectively, make a picture"
"Oh..."
"Now...I'd like you all to paint something on your canvases using this method"
"What do we pick?" Snips asked, his hand in the air.
"It can be anything you want" she replied "It could be a flower...or a car! Or...just something that you made up"

The students went to work, the sound of paintbrushes swirling in the cleaning glasses was heard throughout the room.

'This is going to be a long day...' Squeaks thought to herself.