Extra Credit

>your name is Anon

>and after arriving in Equestria a few years back, you've learned to not freak out at the sight of colored p0nies

>you've made some friends, got a special somep0ny, and you even managed to get a job as a teacher

>why cheerilee decided to move to manehatten, you'll never know

>"mr. anon, can I get help on number two?" interrupted the blue and brown haired p0ny

"snips, you know I can't help you on tests."

>"but this is really harrrrdd"

"would you like me to give you a zero instead?" you replied harshly

>he says nothing as he looks back down to his test

>that Snips is gonna get the better of me one of these days

>"mr. anon? I finished my test."

>you look over to the small filly standing in front of your desk

"scootaloo? well, it's a surprise seeing you finish first."

>"yeah, well, I didn't really want to worry too much about the test, so I finished it early."

"are you sure you don't want to go over it? you could have made a few mistakes that could really knock you down lower. and you know what happens when bad filly's like you get bad grades."

>"yeah yeah, detention and what not. but i'm sure I aced this test mr. anon, I studied with rainbow dash all day yesterday!"

"you know dash isn't the best one to help you on tests right?"

>"yeah.."

"well alright scootaloo. I trust you for now."

>and with that you ruffle her purple mane and she walks back to her seat

 

>20 minutes pass, and you're currently grading the class's papers

>sweetie belle and silver spoon both get A+, and snips and snails get F's

>and scootaloo somehow managed to get all of the problems wrong

>again

>I'm going to have a talk with that Rainbow Dash about her studying methods

>but not after chatting with Scootaloo

>you hand out all of the students their papers, except for one

"Scootaloo, may I see you at my desk please?"

>after hearing her name, she looks up at me in disbelief

>"wha- but I studied with rainbow dash! THE rainbow dash! how could I fail?"

"could you please refrain from yelling across the class? some students are trying to work."

>"ugh. fine."

>she then marches up to your desk, doubt still in her eyes

"can you please tell me what this is?" you say as you show her the failed test

>"thats a test." she says in a sarcastic voice

"well, I know it's a test. but can you tell me what SCORE you got on this test?"

>"it says f right there."

>you sigh

"you know what this means right?"

>she doesn't say anything, but the look in her eyes just YELLS dissapointment

"stay after school."

>she says nothing, and just walks back to her seat

>you hear snickering in the back of the room

"snails, I swear if you set fire to the hamster again, I am going to be very angry with you young man!"

>the rest of the day goes like any other would

>students doing homework and having projects done

>recess and lunch involve diamond tiara and the CMC disputing blank flanks

>and then another day of helping the kids with their kickball game

>the day generally passes fast, as always, and you're surprised when you hear the bell ring.

"alright children. class is over. all of you may leave now. except for scootaloo

 

"well scootaloo. you are going to have to retake your test, I will not accept a zero."

>"but Mr. Anon, me and sweetie and applebloom all have to go get our cutie marks, what if they get it before me?!?"

"you should have thought about that when you studied with rainbow dash."

>"but isn't there anything I could to to change your mind?" she says in an adorable pleading voice

>there is one thing

>but no, she's a filly for celestia's sake

>but then again, it has been a while..

>but she's a filly

>it won't matter in the long run

"have you ever heard of extra credit?" you say looking over your desk

>"I don't think cheerilee gave us anything like that."

"well then I guess it's time I introduce you to something"

"extra credit is where you do an assignment that bumps your grade back to average. and I am willing to give you extra credit."

>"well what are you gonna make me do?" asks the small filly.

"don't worry dear scootaloo, i'm not going to give you any extra homework today. instead i'm going to teach you a lesson."

>"teach me a lesson? but I hate math.."

"this isn't math scootaloo. it also isn't science, english or history. no, this is a lesson I used to get back on earth. so take out your notebook, and start writing, because today, we're going to study [spoiler]sex ed[/spoiler]

 

>"sex ed? what's that? is that some kind of game? I love playing games!"

>you chuckle at the young filly's innocence

"well, some people might think of it as a game. I think of it as a passion though. now, shall we begin?"

>the young filly enthusiastically pulls out a notebook and a pencil

>four years, and you still have no idea how they do that

>"so am I just going to take notes?"

>you thought about how to go about this 'new subject'

>and then, an idea struck you

"well, since you're the only p0ny that has detention, I am going to need full participation, or else you'll get no credit, and will continue to come to detention. do you understand?"

>she nods her small orange head once

"good. now, lets start with the basics. since you are a pegusus, we'll study on your anatomy."

>you then continue to take a book from your desk

>pegasus bodies 101

>and here you were thinking you'd never need this

"this is a book I picked up from canterlot. I am going to quiz you on each and every body part. once we're done with this lesson, you can go and play with your friends. deal?"

>"deal!"

"good. now, i'm going to start with the basic bone structure. would you mind?" you motion towards your desk

>she walks towards you, and you pick her up, setting her down gently

"now. what is this bone called?" you ask as you point to her leg.

>"the umm.. tibula?"

"tsk tsk tsk. the femur, scootaloo."

>she looks down in anger

"but that's alright. now, whats this called?" you ask as you poke her in the head playfully

>"well, everyone knows thats the skull gosh."

>you chuckle

"well, if you know ALL the names, then whats this one called?"

>you begin to wrap your hand around her wing gently

>she visibly tenses up

>"thats.. the. umm.uh."

>you then begin to rub the wing gently at the base, and she starts getting red in the face

"well? i'm waiting?"

>"I- do- unghh."

>she can't even speak through your massage

>she looks like she's really enjoying this

>can't finish the lesson too fast

>you let go of her wing

>"why'd you let go?"

"well, it's a lesson isn't it? that means I have to teach you other things as well."

>she looks dissapointed now

"but don't worry scootaloo. how about move on?"

>"well, okay."

"that's the spirit."

 

"since you didn't give me an answer last time, i'm going to have to punish you."

>"wha- punish me? but you didn't even give me a chance to answer!"

"ooh. and now you're lashing out at your teacher. what'd rainbow dash think if she saw you like this?"

>"she'd tell me to 'perk up, kiddo!"

>her head is no longer hanging low

>instead, it's high up, and still blushing from before

>she must really like massages

"well, since you didn't give me an answer last time, i'm going to ask you again."

>you place your hand on her neck, and start moving lower her back, towards her wings

>she doesn't pull away

>instead, she just sits there, awaiting her 'punishment'

"I don't think i've ever seen a student so happy to be in detention" you tell her with a warm smile.

>"and i've never had anyone touch my wings before."

>she then starts to mope

>"p0ny's tend to make fun of my disability."

"well, we can't have sadness at a time like this, now can we?"

>you start to rub the bases of her small wings again

>she starts getting tenser again

>you stop rubbing the base, and proceed to the tip

>once you reach the edge of the feathers, you grip one of them tightly with two fingers

>and then you start to rub

"well, have you got an answer for me yet?"

>"hey! thats.. *nghh* no- ah.. fffffff.." she trails off

>you stop rubbing

>"again?"

"you still haven't given me an answer. now, what is it called."

>"I don't know. just please, keep going."

>you let go of her wing completely

"i'm not gonna continue until you tell me."

>"but I don't know! how am I gonna answer what I don't know?!"

"well then I guess we're going to have to skip that part then, aren't we?"

>she crosses her arms and sits on your table

>"it's dumb being stupid"

"right. on to the next part."

>you look over to scootaloo, still sitting crossarmed, wings now retracted to her back

"Any suggestion on to what we'll study next?"

>"no.."

"well, since you liked that massage so much, i'm going to suggest something."

>you sit next to the small filly, and give her a smile

>she blushes again

"now now, i'm just your dear old teacher anon."

>she looks away

>"what's the next subject?"

>you stand up, and look at her

"sexual reproduction."

>her wings start to flare out, and her face adapts a deeper shade of red

"and since you're the only one here, and you took my massage, i'm going to need your help."

>"but isn't that for.. for adults?"

"bah! i'm sure you're old enough. side's. you were going to learn this one of these days, so why not me?"

>she looks to her side

>"I guess. but what's there to know?"

>you smile at her again

"well that's why i'm here. as a teacher! that's my job. to teach. so how about it? you wanna help me?"

>she looks at her hooves, and ponders her answer

>"are you going to give me another massage?"

>you chuckle

"even better kiddo."

 

>"so what am I going to do?"

"well, since you're the student, you're going to help me with the 'study"

>you pat the desk once again

"now, what i'm gonna need you to do, is just stand here."

>"is that all? this is gonna be a pretty easy A!"

"alright, don't get too excited now. I haven't even started."

>you pick up the book, and flip open a few pages

>you look through a couple of the pages, but looking for one thing

>and there it is

>'an intro to the Mare Reproductive System'

"well, scootaloo. i'm ready to start the lesson. are you ready to earn that A+?"

>"I sure am!"

>good

"Alright. to start the examination i'm going to need to arouse you slightly."

>"around what now?"

>you ignore her, and reach for her wings once more

>you grip the base lightly once more, and start to rub

>and you notice something new

>scootaloo is moaning, and her tail is slightly raised

>perfect

"now. can you tell me why wings tend to flare out?"

>"bee- because a p0ny gets.. arounded."

>such a cute little filly

>makes it even better

"good enough"

>you let go of her wings again, and start moving slower towards her flank

>her beautiful, smooth blank flank

>she notices your movements, and turns her heads towards yours

>you look into her eyes, and smile yet again

"now, can you tell me the name of this body part?" you ask as you slightly grab her flank

>"the butt?"

>you chuckle at her choice of words

"close. but no."

>you grasp her flank once again, a bit more rougher this time.

>"umph. but, that's right!"

"it might be right within your age, but we're in a classroom. and furthermore, we're studying. now, can you please rephrase that and make it class appropriate?"

>you let her flank go

>"...flank?"

"good. now, lets move on to the next subject."

>she stands still and looks forward once again

>you grip her flank once again, and start to move lower

>you don't stop until you're at her tail

"now. how can a p0ny control it's tail?"

>"various muscle and and bones"

"now how did you know that, but not know what a simple flank was called?"

>"rainbow told me."

>heh.

"well then. when a mare gets sexually stimulated, what does she begin to do?"

>her face starts glowing red again, and her tiny wings were completely off of her back

>she turns to look at you, not knowing what to say next

>you look back at her

>those big blue eyes make you even harder

>"I.. don't know.."

>once again, she looks sad

"well, that's what i'm here for right?"

>you lean in to her face, and give her a kiss on the cheek

"Don't worry scoots, i'm here for you."

>and you let go of her tail

"now, lets move on."

>you position yourself behind scootaloo, and lift her tail

>"wha- anon!? what'r you doing back there?"

"don't worry scootaloo. this is all part of the procedure."

>"well, if you say so."

>you lift her tail up once more, giving you a full view of her undeveloped marehood

>you can barely contain yourself

>not now anon, you're going to have to wait

"alright scootaloo. I am now going to list off parts of the body, so be prepared to remember them."

>she gives you a small shake

>you put your finger under her tail, but just above her anus

>she tenses up again

>and she starts winking

"perfect. just.. perfect." you whisper to yourself

>"what'd you say?"

"n-nothing. alright scootaloo, i'm going to start listing off parts. are you ready?"

>"yes"

>you place a finger on her anus, and she pulls away

>"i'm sorry. it's just a weird feeling."

"don't worry."

>she put herself back into position, and put a finger over her anus once again

"this, is the anus."

>you move you finger down, dragging it along her fur as smoothly as possible

>she starts moaning again

>small, and barely noticeable, but there all the same

>"and this.. is the Vagina. this, is where you preform intercourse. or, in other words, sex."

>she hasn't calmed down from before, and is still red in the face

>you're now rubbing the area around her genitals gently

>and she seems to be enjoying this more than the massage

"and inside the vagina itself, is the area that allows a stallion to flare."

>you give her no chance to prepare, and you plunge a finger into her

>"unghh. eh, anon? what- ahh. what'r you doing?"

"i'm giving you a lesson, dear scootaloo"

>"well, you could have warned me first."

"but where's the fun in that?"

"now, please tell me what this organ is called."  you say as you slowly start to twist your finger

>"i- it's called a v-v-v.."

>you stop twisting

"what was that?"

>"v-vagina

>"good. and as a reward for your answer, i'll give you a massage"

>"yes..." she says under her breath

>you reach for her wings once again

>they were stiffer than before

>you were going to change that

>you grab her wings by the base, and start rubbing

>she starts to quietly grunt, and rock back onto your finger

>time to see if she was really committed to this

"what's 4+4?" you ask

>"wh- what? you say we weren't doing math!"

"well, i wasn't planning on it, but seeing as how you're having trouble with the other questions, I was going to shake it up a bit"

>you stop rubbing her wings, and exit her with a slight 'pop'

"well? we aren't continuing until I get an answer."

>she looks back at you anxiously

>"is it 3?"

"wrong. I guess since you're being disobedient like a naughty filly, i'm going to have to treat you like one"

>you grab her small flank with one hand, and give her a light slap with the other

>"ungh!"

"what's the answer?"

>"6?"

>you slap her again, this time harder

"wrong."

>"is it 10?"

>and again

>her cheeks are starting to get red

"well?"

>"8?"

>you smile warmly at her

"good."

>you grasp her wings again and slip a finger into her slit

>she gasps at the sudden feeling

>and starts rocking again

>but you pull back

"nuh uh uh. just relax, and i'll do the work"

>since you've been in the same position a while, you decide to crank it it

"alright scootaloo. i'm gonna continue on with the lesson. are you ready?"

>she nods her head.

>you slide another finger into her

>and slide your thumb into her anus

>you start sliding them in

>and out

>she starts shaking

>she's on the edge of an orgasm, you can just tell

>ten seconds have passed, and scootaloo can't seem to take it any more

>she starts to wink, and yelps

>and you can feel the muscles in her vagina contract

>very little fluids come out, if any

>she falls onto her stomach

"very nice example scootaloo. what you just witnessed was a maregasm. and this, is natural lube for the male."

>you lift your fingers up to your mouth, and lick them clean

"now let me show you just what that lube is for"

>you stand up, and unbuckle your pants

>"mr. anon, what'r you doing?"

"just going on with the lesson."

>you drop your pants, and reveal your throbbing hard on

>she notices this, and starts looking around nervously

"something wrong scootaloo?"

>"n-no. nothing."

>she looks from your eyes, back to your penis

>just looking at it, not knowing what to do next

"scootaloo?"

>she doesn't respond

"Scootaloo!"

>she looks back to your eyes

>and gives a small smile

>and turn so you can feel her breaths on you

>if you could be any hornier, this would be pushing your limit

>she flicks her tongue at the tip, and looks at you, asking for an answer

"keep going." you say indirectly

>she starts licking the tip again, this time, keeping in contact the whole time

>she's looking into your eyes the entire time

>she knows she must be doing something right

>good filly

"that's-ungh- good scootaloo. now take it all."

>she looks up to you with a scrunched up face

>"are you sure?"

"completely"

>she wastes no time

>in a matter of seconds, she has you in her mouth, but only halfway

>she starts to choke

>"*cough* sorry anon. I guess I just can't"

"it's alright. try it again, but this time try it slow."

>she takes you in her mouth again, but slowly this time

>she gets half in again, but is more controlled about her gag reflex

>she's trying to get as much of you in as she can

>trying to impress you

>probably trying to get another massage

"that's better. now, pull your head back."

>she does so

>you're going to help her, since you ARE her teacher

>you take her head in your hands, and you push your hips

>but only slightly

"mrhnn?"

>you pull out of her mouth

"yes?"

>"why are we doing this?"

"you'll see in a minute. less if you try real hard."

>she takes this as a challenge

>she tries to take all of you in again, but only to choke yet again

"this isn't going to work scootaloo. do it slowly."

>"mhmhmhfff"

>she spits you out

>"mr. anon, I don't think i'm too good at this. can I have another massage instead?"

"once we get this lesson over, i'll give you a massage"

>"hrmph."

"now, try it again."

>she takes it slowly this time, getting a mouthful

>and doesn't choke

>and then she moves her head back

>and forward

>good, she's built up a rhythm

>now you need to take her the rest of the way

>you quickly match her pace, and start heaving your hips

>you're careful not to put too much force on her, but just enough to get the point across

>she starts slowly swirling her tongue around you inside of her mouth

>you feel yourself peaking

>but you don't let her know that

>as scootaloo starts jamming more of you in, you start letting out small grunts

>she looks up from your dick, and straight into your eyes

>you immediately cum

>"*hack cough cough* what was that?" she asks as she spits out your warm semen

"sorry about *pant* that.. I just couldn't contain myself"

>"well, alright, but next time, warn me when you do something like that! I nearly choked!"

>her high voice instantly makes you hard again

"how about we keep going with the lesson instead?" you say to her with a grin on her face

>"well, alright."

"good, now turn around, and raise your tail"

>she seems surprised

>"m-my tail?"

"well, if you want that massage, then yes."

>"alright. but only because of that massage!" she says as she turns around and moves her tail to the side, revealing her now wet, fillyhood

>poor thing doesn't know what she's gotten herself into

>you position yourself directly behind scootaloo

"alright scootaloo. this next one might be a bit of a tight.. squeeze."

>"okay, just get it over with!"

>you grab your fully erect member, and press against her juvenile lips

>she lets out a small gasp, followed by a sharp breath

>you start pressing in, harder and harder, until only the head is inside of her

>she shudders at the sudden feeling, but stays put

"alright scoots. the next thing i'm going to list is the-"

>somethings wrong

>you can't feel her hymen

>has she already..

"scootaloo? have you already.."

>"what? no! i've never done anything like this with anyp0ny ever!"

"then explain to me why there's no wall in your vagina!"

>"well.." she says as she goes into a flashback

 

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>"come on scootaloo! we've got to go get our get our cutie marks!" sweetie said as she ran through the apple orchards

"will you hold on? I can't run as fast as you guys can.."

>"will you just hurry your flank up?" applebloom spoke

"i'm going i'm going.."

>the three of you enter the big red farm, and immediately walk over to applejack, who is busy packing away, surprise surprise, apples

>"well howdy der sugar cubes. wut brings y'all down here?"

>"we were just trying to see if we could earn our cutie marks doing something with apples! you know, like yours!"

>"well, shucks. I apperciate the offer an all, but I really done need any help with tha apples righ now. but yah coul help me look for a gem rarity gave me. last time I saw it, it was up in mah room. how about you go look for it?"

>the three of you immediately jump up and yell

>"CUTIE MARK CRUSADER DIAMOND DETECTIVES"

>you all enter applejacks room, and start taking out drawers

>"it ain't here!" yells applebloom from across the room

>"I can't find it here either!" squeaks out sweetie

>you were smart though

>you knew that everything important was always under the bed

>you reach down under it, and find a small black suitcase

"girls! I think I might have found it!"

>they both run towards you, and you all settle around the small box

>"why does she keep it in a suitcase?"

"it must be a really important gem!"

>"well den open it up! we might get our cutie marks today!"

>you grab onto the latches at the top, and open them

>you flip open the case to find a long silicone stick

"huh?"

"i've never seen a gem like this before. maybe Rarity got it from somewhere else?"

>sweetie belle interrupts

>"but she never gets them from anywhere but the diamond dog mines!"

"well, then that must mean this isn't the gem. but if this isn't it, then what is it?"

>"umm girls.. I-I know what it is.."

>you both look at applebloom, who has a slight blush on her face

>"you do? well, what's it for?"

>"i've seen applejack use it a couple of times before.. but I didn't say anything because it's, well nasty."

>you scrunch up your face in confusion

"what? is it full of cooties or something?" you say as you giggle

>"well, no."

>she leans in and whispers something into sweetie belles ear

>and she immediately gets a blush too

"what is it?"

>she leans in towards you now, and starts talking to your ear

>"I saw applejack.. bouncin on it. like sum kind o' bouncy house"

"and what's wrong with that?"

>she looks to sweetie, then back to you

>"she wasn't just bouncin on it. it went IN her."

>you finally undestood what she meant

"so she uses it like that? I wonder why."

>"whenever I see her using it, she's always squeaking and moaning and saying anon's name! it must be hurting her!"

"but if it's hurting her, then why does she keep doing it?"

>"it must be some kind of medicine or something."

>"thats it!" sweetie belle says

>"we could get our cutie marks in playing doctor. we could see what's harming applejack, and heal her from it!"

"but how will we know what's hurting her?"

>"it's simple. we test it out."

>"test it? but how are we gonna do that?"

>"it's easy! you just tell us what applejack did, and scootaloo here will try and do what she did."

"me? why me!"

>"well, because you're the one always trying crazy things silly"

"oh yeah. alright, i'll do it."

>"yay! now, what you need to do, is set it straight up, and sit on it."

>you take the small contraption out of the box, and examine it

>it's a long, slender piece of rubber, painted red

>and they want you to sit on it

"are you sure we should be doing this?"

>"well obviously since it's gonna be giving us our cutie marks!"

"I don't know.. it seems kinda mean to be using stuff without peoples permission.."

>"if you won't do it, I will!"

"alright, i'll do it!"

>you set the rubber on the floor, and it sticks with a suction noise

>you look over to applebloom, who still has a red face, and sweetie belle, who is waiting in anticipation

>here goes nothing

>you stand over the "thing" and start lowering yourself onto it

>you feel the tip press against you, and gasp slightly

>you look up at applebloom, and ask

"so what now?"

>"jus drawp yourself. I seen applejack do it like that. and she does it easily."

"ok. here I go."

>you plop yourself onto the piece, and feel pain

>you also get the sight of blood

"AH. THERES BLOOD. WHY IS THERE BLOOD."

>"I DONT KNOW WHY THERES BLOOD. I DON'T THINK THERES SUPPOSED TO BE BLOOD. AAHHHHH!"

>all three of you are screaming at this point, not caring about who hears

>applejack immediately barges into the room and starts hollering

>"WHAT IN THE HAY IS GOING ON IN HE-"

>she looks at you

>and starts running

>"WHAT IN THE HAY HAVE Y'ALL BEEN DOIN IN MAH ROOM?!?"

>applebloom speaks up first

>"well we were tryin tah find our cutie marks but we couldn't and ah told them about the thing and we just.." she was cut off by her own sobbing

>sweetie belle follows, tears now trickling down her cheeks

>not you though, you're a tough girl!

>even though there was blood coming out of your private parts

>"SCOOTALOO. WHAT'R YOU DOIN WITH THAT? GIT OFF OF IT, AND GET OUT. ALL AH Y'ALL. I'LL HAVE A TALK WITH ALL OF YOU LATER"

>she shoves you off the rubber, and starts to shove all of you out of the room

>once out, she locks the door, and stays in the room

>sweetie and applebloom are still sniffling, not sure what punishment waits

>you on the other hand, was already walking out, thinking about what to do for your next cutie mark adventure

 

BACK TO ANON'S POV

 

>"and that's why I don't have that thing you were talking about."

"so the three of you got into applejacks room, and found her sex toy, and then proceeded to just bluntly sit on it?"

>"yes.." she says as she looks away from you

"you guys really should watch what you're doing next time."

>"sorry an-"

>you interrupt her by grabbing her wings, and rubbing them slightly

"lets not spoil the mood."

>you grab her flank with your left hand, and bring it closer to your crotch

>"are you sure you aren't mad at me?" she says as she turns to look at you

"with a face like that? I could never stay mad."

>you bring your penis to her lips again, and thrust forward slightly

>you manage to get the head in, and move in a little farther

>she rewards you with a few moans, and a small gasp

>you slide in to her a little more, but only manage so much due to the tightness of her walls

>but so is the price of having sex with such a magnificent creature

>you pull out so only the tip of you is inside of her, and you push back in

>slightly, and ever so gently, you begin to thrust into her

>she gets used to the motions, and rocks back into you

>with the combined force of rocking into you, and her wings getting massaged, she seems to be getting close to her edge again

>she starts panting, and groaning, only making you want to cum too

>she tightens under you, and elicits a small moan

>you start thrusting slightly faster, and rub her wing slightly harder

>her wings flutter in your hands, and you struggle to get them back under control

>scootaloo starts getting tighter, and tenser

>you are also starting to get sweat on your brow

>you feel yourself getting close again

>scootaloo turns her head back to you, eyes struggling to stay open

>"a-anon? I think I might be.."

>you don't let her finish your sentence

>you thrust into her one final time, going in all the way

>you fill her with your seed

>she moans, and falls onto her stomach

>you exit her once again, and noticed that she came as well

"I.. I think we'll end the lesson here." you say between deep breaths

>she doesn't manage to say anything, as she's passed out from the pleasure

>you look down at the small orange filly, smiling

"I guess I should clean you up and take you back to my place. it'd be wrong of me to leave you here at the school."

>you pull your pants up, and pick up the sleeping filly

>and you start your trek home

 

 

THE FOLLOWING WEEK

>you are Anonymous

>and today is another friday

>which means its time for another test

>you hope these children have learned at least SOMETHING in the few lessons that you gave

>or else you're going to get some very angry letters from some very angry mothers

>you are currently sitting at your desk, monitoring your students

>and they are all writing in their tests

>the first to finish, is yet again, applebloom

>you never really expected her to be the top student in this class, what with the origins of her parents

>but she surprised you when she got an 100% on her first quiz

>and ever since then, she's never missed a single thing

>following applebloom are two young colts

>snails and snips

"my my, you two finished quite fast, didn't you?"

>snips speaks up first

>"I don't know about snails here, but I really did learn a lot this week!"

>snails talks shortly after

>"duhh, yeah!"

>you wave them off, and they walk back to their seat

>after the two sit down, your favorite pupil walks up

>"hey there mr. anon! I finished my test!"

"please don't tell me you studied with rainbow dash again"

>"nope! I studied with applebloom and sweetie belle!"

"well that sure is a big step up from dash. I think you might even ace it this time"

>she gives you a warm smile, and walks back to her desk

>the rest of the day goes rather uneventful

>the boys talking about their "trixie" and the girls arguing about cutie marks

>again

>the clock hits 2, and signals time to start grading

>the first one two get your mark, is diamond tiara

>you scan through the paper, and mark every single one wrong

>you can't say you're surprised

>you grab the next paper, scootaloo's, and start correcting

>0% once again

>the next paper you grab gives you hope

>applebloom, your number 1 student

>you look at her test, and slightly lower your jaw

>another 0%

>you look through it again, to make sure you weren't mistaken

>but you weren't

>you mark the tests for the rest of the class, and not a single one got any right

>you look up from your desk to the children in front of you

"class. can anyone tell me why so many of you did terrible?"

>snips speaks up

>"I don't know. I guess you'll have to give us detention. oh drats"

"detention? but this is the first one"

>you look through the crowd again, and see that everyone is waiting in anticipation

>you look to scootaloo

>she's looking with pleading eyes

>she smiles

>you smile

 

 

END