Chapter 3: Field Trip

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{We're Being Punked, Pedro: 1x03}

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[It is the next morning, and Dorian is teaching a spell casting class to the upper-level witches. All of the students are sitting in a circle, where they begin to hold the hands of those next to them. Gracie, Josie, Lizzie, and Hope are among the students in this class]

DORIAN: All right, gather together.

[Dorian walks outside of the circle as he instructs them on a group assignment]

DORIAN: Chain spells are about the fluid movement of energy from witch to witch.

[Dorian is suddenly distracted when he realizes someone is missing]

DORIAN: Where's Penelope Park?

[Lizzie smirks before making a snarky comment]

LIZZIE: Um, lady cramps, Mr. Williams.

[Dorian, recognizing Lizzie's mean-girl behavior, rolls his eyes and moves on]

DORIAN: Sorry I asked. A disharmonious group makes for an uneven flow.

[The students laugh at his unintentional pun, much to his annoyance]

DORIAN: Okay...

[Before Dorian can go further in his lecture, a piece of parchment materializes above their heads and falls into his hands. Gracie sees the cursive script on the page and realizes it's a summons to her father's office]

GRACIE: Uh-oh. Who's in trouble with the headmaster?

[Hope, who has been unamused by the sisters antics thus far, rolls her eyes sarcastically and gives Lizzie a look]

HOPE: Probably the people who started a rumble with the local high school.

[Dorian opens the note and reads it aloud]

DORIAN: Lizzie Saltzman, Josie Saltzman, Gracie Saltzman...

[Dorian turns to look Hope in the eyes, indicating she, too, is wanted for a meeting with Alaric]

DORIAN: And baby makes four. Off you go.

[Hope, Josie, Gracie, and Lizzie share confused and concerned looks before getting up to leave]

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[The girls have joined Alaric in the library, where they're following him around the large room, watching him collect relevant books off the shelves while they demand answers for what he's just told them. It is obvious by their words and body language that none of them are happy about what they're being forced to do]

LIZZIE: This makes no sense, Dad. Why are we being punished?

[Alaric gives Lizzie an exasperated look as though he thinks the answer is obvious]

ALARIC: Because you started a brawl at a charity football game that risked exposing what we really do here!

LIZZIE: [pouting] Well, you weren't mad last night.

ALARIC: I was mad last night! My undying love for my daughters just happened to trump my rage.

[Alaric walks down the steps to one of the study tables and sets the books down before turning to face his daughters and student]

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