>Question 1: In what year was Colonel Botfly assassinated?
>A.1250 B.1300 C.1800 D.1525
>You scratch your head with your pencil
>This one isn't that hard
>Choice A
>Question 2: How was he assassinated?
>A.Stabbed B.Stabbed C.Guillotine D.Stabbed
>What the fuck?
>He was stabbed...
>But which one?
>Fuck it, Answer B it is
 
>The test goes by mildly quick
>The time flies since you are keeping busy
>There must be over a million questions in this packet
>You flew by the war and peace section
>You had to learn that at the ERMA
>Hell, it seems half of these questions were on the AVSAB itself!
>But you are nearing the end
>The last few questions were teaching question
>'If a student is caught cheating, what do?'
>And stuff like that
>It's pretty much common sense though
>At last, you finish the final question
>There is no clock in the small room you are trapped in, so you have no idea how much time is left
>Well, you could just go back to Cheerliee
>You get up and walk to the door
>You turn the knob
>But the door doesn't budge
>Okay, what the fuck
>You look through the glass window
>No one is in sight
>You push on the door
>It's flimsy enough that you could easily buck it over
>But that wouldn't make a good impression on your future boss
>You knock on the door for a few minutes, but nothing
>And know you're here
>Trapped in this darkest closet Reference for Ashton
>You got to get out of here soon
>Dash is already waiting for you
>But there is nothing you can do
>She can wait if it means getting employed
>Many of your old Army buddies are unemployed, and you don't want to end up like them
>You sit back down in the chair and lower your head
>Waiting to pass the time
>You close your eyes
>And slowly, but surely, you fall back asleep
>You find yourself in a classroom
>Surronded by your old schoolmates
>"So if F(2) and F(X)= X-5 what does G(F(2)) equal?"
>You look around the class
>All of the fillies raise their hooves
>But you don't
>"Amber, would you like to try this question?"
>You gulp
"Positive 18?"
>Some of the ponies behind you chuckle
>"Amber, this answer is left in terms of X...How did you get 18?"
>You sigh
"I don't know Ma'am...I'm just not good at algebra..."
>"That's no excuse...You HAVE to come to extra help if you can't get these simple equations"
>You roll your eyes
>This is the most pointless thing in the world
>You will never need to do this in real life
>"How fitting, the pony that spends all of her time on her back, can't answer the question"
>You look back
>Of course it's Jay
>Him and his group of fucks have been giving you shit, ever since that night...
>At the theater
"Hey Jay? Why don't you shut the fuck up before I bury you into the ground?"
>He snarls
>"Yeah, you gonna fuck me on the ground too?"
>Cheerilee yells
>"HEY! You two. Outside. Now!"
>You roll your eyes and get up from your chair and walk outside
>Jay trailing shortly behind you
>You two wait outside for Cheerilee
>Jay giving you stupid grins, while you try to stare him down
>Cheerilee walks outside
>"What is wrong with you two? That type of behavior and talk is not allowed in this school"
"Sorry Ma'am, it's just Jay has been a dic-...A jerk lately"
>He smiles
>"I'm just stating facts Amber, there's nothing wrong with that"
>"I don't care what is going on between you two, if that sort of outbreak happens one more time in my classroom, both of you will be suspended"
>The both of you nod as you re-enter the classroom
>You take a seat back in your desk
>"Okay class, do questions 1-22 on your own"
>You look back down to your book
>And scribbles over the page is
>'Amber Grain, slut of the year'
>You look around the class
>Everyone is down, focusing on their work
>Fuck those assholes
>Thinking that their little taunts will get to you?
>You pick up an eraser and erase the sentence from your book
>And start to work
>You are poked awake
>You open your eyes and see Cheerilee standing over you
>"The testing time is now over Amber, you can go now...Come back tomorrow and I'll tell you if you got the job or not"
>You stand up and shake her hoof
>A firm, military shake
"Thank you Ma'am, will do"
>You two part your ways, as you head out of the school
>You look at the clock
>It's 12 o'clock
>You were supposed to be back at Dash's in a few minutes
>And now you feel bad
>So once you get outside, you flap your wings and fly towards Dash's cloud
 
>Within a few minutes, you make it to her place
>You open the door
"Dash? You in here?"
>You don't hear a response
>You look around the house, for a sign of Dash
>Until you make it to the living room
>Dash is laying on the couch, sleeping
>The bag of chips for the picnic is opened
>Crumbs all over her face
>You roll your eyes
>So much for eating healthy
>You push her awake
"Dash, wake up"
>She grogs
>"5 more minutes, Mom"
>You chuckle
>You push her some more
"You're gonna be late for school"
>Her eyes shoot open
>"WHAT TIME IS IT! DID I MISS THE BUS?!?"
>After a few frantic breaths she realizes the situation
>"You dick...I actually thought I had school..."
>She rubs her head
>"What took you so long, Am?"
>You sit on the couch next to her
"I got caught up in a job interview"
>"A job interview? Where?"
>You grab a few potato chips from the bag
"At the school. I'm gonna be an assistant history teacher"
>You say in a half elegant, half joking voice
>"A history teacher? You? That seems kind of weird..."
"Whatever. You still up for this picnic? Or did you eat all of our supplies"
>She rubs her belly
>"I was hungry"
>You smile and move your hoof over to her stomach
>Petting her as well
>She lets out a moan
>You get a seductive smile on your face as you inch lower and lower from her belly
>This elicits a soft moan as well
>You are just a few inches away from her most sensitive spot
>"Wait..."
>She says just above a whisper
>"Wait until after the picnic...I have a surprise for you"
>You perk up
"A surprise?"
>You move your hoof from her stomach
"What type of surprise?"
>She smiles once more
>"A toy...We can play with..."