The classroom tables were covered in a wide variety of moddable materials, today, from cleaned up milk cartons to pre-cut slabs of wood to foraged sticks. All along the walls were photos of happy song birds of all varieties, perched on branches, building nests, and hanging out in front of all sorts of different styles of birdhouses. There were ( Read more... )

Pinkie was in extra fine form, today, standing amidst what appeared to be giant piles of brightly colored rocks, wearing a chef's hat, a pair of safety goggles, and a set of the rocks on a string around her neck and all four hooves ( Read more... )

There were aprons at the front of the class today, most likely repurposed from the baking class they'd taught in the spring. Pinkie was sure Derek had missed all his very special aprons! (He had not ( Read more... )

Pinkie was shooting rubberbands across the classroom today with her hooves, her tongue sticking out the side of her mouth as she aimed, then let go with little "p-too!" noises.

At least she seemed to be having fun. And wasn't shooting glitterbombs at people. Yet."I'm not cleaning that up." Derek was so cleaning that up. His bitch face at the ( Read more... )

Pinkie greeted the class with a tip of her classy old-timey hat. Unlike some, Pinkie had managed to keep some of her duds from the weekend. Or possibly regenerate them in some sort of weird fourth-wall breaking cartoon gag.

"Alright, fellas, get in your seats, see?" she sneered with an outrageous accent. "It's time for class!"

"Oh for the ( Read more... )

Class was handwavily notified that their first session was to be held on the rocky bits of Fandom Island. Upon arrival, they would find that someone had set up some precarious looking -- but surprisingly sturdy -- picnic tables amongst the rocks, and covered said tables with paints and glue and bags of googly eyes and pipe cleaners ( Read more... )

Each table in the classroom today had two large vats on it, one full of cookie dough, the other full of stoneware clay ( Read more... )

The class had been handwavily notified to meet outside this week, in a handy junction of sidewalks. Pinkie waved the students over, wearing a jaunty sunhat and the world's largest pair of sunglasses ( Read more... )

There was a colorful assortment of pipe cleaners, pom poms, construction paper, and brown paper lunch bags.

Oh, and glitter. You could never escape the glitter, kids. Never. Aren't you glad you took this amazing class now ( Read more... )

Today the class would find they had been directed to the Danger Shop for their final. It was much, much easier for this, Angela had decided ( Read more... )