The Winged Child

♥ Chapter 5: A Class Escape

***Laboratory***

C.C. POV:

"Ah. You must be my new homeroom students. Hm, that's quite the unusual coat of fur. Do make sure that you arrive properly groomed. My name is Divus Crewel. You may call me Master Crewel. Now, take your seats. Class is about to begin. We're going to start with the basics. And by that, I mean beating the names and distinguishing characteristics of one hundred herbs and poisons into your tiny brains. The mycelia are another matter. But eventually, I'm hopeful you'll be able to take a walk without putting anything poisonous into your gaping maws. For now, I realize you have all the self-control of voracious hounds. But I will not abide a single student failing this class. Expect to be drilled accordingly." Papa explains.

"Huh. So... does anyone know what a mycelia is?" Deuce asks. "I've never been one for like, memorizing what things are, ya know?" Ace says. "All I care about is how to tell the yummy plants from the yucky ones." Grim states. "...isn't it a fungus?" Bubba asks. "It's a network of fungal threads or hyphae." Fredbear explains in plush form. "I'm pretty sure it commonly grows underground or on other plant bodies." I say after Fredbear's explanation before continuing class, Papa comes over to help me understand some of the more challenging terms. (according to Micopria.nl)

***Classroom***

"I am your History of Magic teacher, Mozus Trein. And this is my familiar, Lucius. You are here to learn the rich history of magic, and how it has sculpted the world which you now so easily take for granted." Professor Trein states, only to be interrupted by a meow. "I grade based on classroom behavior as well as the quality of work. Don't let me catch you sleeping. Now, let us open our books to page fifteen. This section concerns the magestones discovered in the Dwarfs' Mine..." Trein continues as he is once again get interrupted by meows. "As knowledge and awareness of magical energy began to spread across the globe from this point, this year is considered Year One of the Magic Era." Trein finishes, once again ended by a meow and yawn as Lucius falls asleep. "Fascinating... "Dwarfs' Mine"... Mhm, mhm... "magical energy"..." Deuce says as Ace yawns. "Maaan... When do we get to the classes where we blow stuff up with magic?" Grim whines while I focus on class and use context clues to help with big words. Occasionally getting help from Bubba and Fredbear, Oppa Trein calmly explains the material to help me understand as Lucius sleeps in my lap.

***Sports Field***

"I'm Coach Vargas, and physically educating your feeble little bodies is my responsibility. Great sorcery begins with a great physique! Behold the muscles you can build with a diet of raw eggs! A great mage needs a great physical constitution! So gimme twenty laps, and a hundred push-ups!" Vagas explains. "Bleah. The forced exercise is bad enough, but meatheads like this guy drive me nuts." Ace complains. "Finally! A subject I'm good at!" Deuce exclaims. "Explain to me the appeal of runnin' around in circles! Do I look like a hamster?" Grim whines as me and Bubba start our tasks with Deuce. I finish first since running around doesn't use much stamina or energy for me, earning a head pat from Uncle Vargas as a reward.

***Interior Hallway***

"Let's see, our next class is..." Deuce mumbles. "This so-called magic academy feels a lot like a lame, ordinary school. It's not exactly what I expected, but at least this collar won't be much of a problem after all. You with me on that, Grim? ...Hm?" Ace questions. "Huh? Where'd Grim go?" Bubba asks. "Oh! Look out the window! I just saw a ball of fur running across the yard!" Deuce exclaims as I look out the window, catching a glimpse of fleeing Grim.

***Courtyard***

"No way am I puttin' up with this boring routine day in and day out. I'm Grim, Sorcerer Prodigy, and I don't need no one to teach me how to blow stuff up!" Grim yells. "The Headmage is going to be furious..." Bubba mumbles in defeat. "Boy, that guy is not a fast learner." Deuce comments. "Not a good look to lose your only student on your first day as prefect. Want help catching him?" Ace asks as I send Fredbear out to get Grim. "Yes, thank you!" Bubba exclaims in hope. "I do love the chocolate croissants at the co-op." Ace comments. "I'd do it for an iced latte at the cafeteria." Deuce states. "Really?!" Bubba exclaims in disappointment. "Grim's getting away... Do we have a deal, or what?" Ace asks.

"I'm counting on you!" Bubba exclaims after sighing and quickly thinking it over. "Pleasure doing business. Now, Deuce, shall we clean up the mess made by the worst prefect to ever set foot on campus?" Ace asks. "I can already taste that latte, Ace." Deuce says as Nightmare Fredbear approaches with a frozen Grim, earning a screech from the duo. "You all took too long." Fredbear states in annoyance. "They were too busy getting things from Bubba." I state in return.

***Interesting Facts***

-C.C. is disappointed in Ace and Deuce for trying to take advantage of his Bubba

-Nightmare fredbear jumpscared Grim and it took him a long time to recover

-C.C. has officially seen all the staff (except Sam) as family figures

-All the teachers see C.C. as a joy in class because he does as he's told and he asks for help when he needs it

-In the main story we have Papa Crewel, Mama Crowley, Oppa Trein, Uncle Vargas, Bubba Yuu, and Bubba Idia (Appa is not yet titled Appa)

(A/n: This is my last chapter before school starts, so posts will either be daily or off and on.)