"Excuse me, young colt!" Cheerilee snapped.
Button Mash, in the midst of passing a folded piece of paper across to Sweetie Belle, froze. The two young ponies turned to look at the teacher meekly.
"What does that note you were giving to Sweetie Belle say?" asked Cheerilee sternly.
"Umm..." Button Mash read the note nervously. "You have cooties."
Cheerilee glared.
"I-It's a joke, Miss Cheerilee," Button Mash stuttered, "I just..."
"I DO NOT!" Cheerilee bawled as she ran out of the classroom in tears. Button Mash, Sweetie Belle and the rest of the class stared.