KAHLO- Welcome to cooking class the names Kahlo.
OCEANE- Hello, welcome to swim class you can call me miss Oceane.
BEATRICE- Hi, I do chemistry and potion galore I'm Beatrice.
ONA- You want me to read this?
NECHO- Mm.
ONA- Ok, morning everyone welcome to history I'm Mr. Necho, sorry I don't talk much.
ALPHONSE- Welcome to Fight Club!
LUCA- Alphonse, you know we can't call it Fight Club.
ALPHONSE- Hush Luca.
ALPHONE- Anyways.
-Alphonse reads off a sheet of paper-
ALPHONES- Welcome to defense training you can call me alpha, and this is Mr. Luca.
But of course, it was pretty eventful
KAHLO- See that's how you do it, now you just-
-BOOOOOM-
KAHLO- THE HELL!
ONA- I got it.
CLASSMATE- Sorry miss Kahlo I added the popper beans not knowing they explode.
KAHLO- don't worry dear Ona can fix that later.
KAHLO-Now you just!
-Kahlo pulls out huge blowtorch-
ONA- KAHLO!
BEATRICE- Ok you just put those two together and now you have invisibility potion.
BEATRICE- So, who wants to try?
ONA- No one, ok, Ona try this.
ONA- K.
BEATRICE- Now everyone.
-Ona Shake the potion bottle-
BEATRICE- WAIT DON’T SHACK IT!
-BOOOOM-
ONA- … That was going inside of me.
BEATRICE- Ahaha.
ONA- BEATR-!
ONA- So Are you sure this is safe.
NECHO- Mm.
ONA- Ok, I'll just read this then.
ONA- Here in my class, we don't do “normal” history with books.
ONA- I like a more hands on approach.
ONA- Ok so do I just start- OH!
-Necho Start sword fighting-
ONA- Now this is more my speed.
CELIA- Thanks, Ona, for helping me with this. I was going to get Nana to help me, but she was helping Linden right now.
ONA- Oh no problem, like I said magic is more my speed.
CELIA- Ok my children Ona will now do the spell.
CELIA- My little shining star.
-Ona something's a big bright shining star in the air for the class to see-
THE CLASS- Wow!
ONA- HA! this was my mother spell.
glad to see people like it as much as I do
-sword fights-
ONA-You thought you could get away with this.
-Ona reads awkwardly-
ONA- No but.
-Ona turns around-
ONA- I'll tell you thi-
-As Ona turns back around her hand slips and throws the sword through the window-
ONA- … Oh.
VIVIAN- One and two, one two three and I-
-CRASH-
-the sword crashes through the window flying into a trombone-
VIVIAN~Sigh, CLASS DISMISSED!
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