Salamu fellow readers.
This was a hard one to write, and I'm still not too sure how I feel about it.
Ah who cares. Let me know what you think.
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Shortly after the three students had left for the principal's office, the classroom under the supervision of Guildarts Clive burst into a cacophony of murmurs, whispers, and gossip. The volume was steadily rising with each passing minute, going from a "peaceful forest" to a "busy street", until the red headed teacher cleared his throat, causing the sound level to reset.
Only for it to rise again, until his sudden coughing fit began the process over again.
Oh, the joys of being a teacher.
But there was one group that was not affected by the man's occasional difficulty breathing, the very same group that maintained their relatively quiet level of conversation. It was a group of five girls almost dead-center of the room, that consisted of Lisanna Straus, Juvia Lockser, Cana Alberona, Levy McGarden, and Lucy Heartfilia.
The five students had a very informative conversation for their blonde-haired friend's benefit, as they discussed the most important thing one could learn about their school, who was who.
The whole thing had started when Lucy turned to the booze enthusiast of the group.
"Dad?" She asked, referring to what Cana had called their teacher during the roll.
"I've never been called that before." The brunette replied snickering.
There was an awkward silence, during which Cana's eyes grew to the size of dinner plates. The quiet was broken by the sound of her hyperventilating as she turned to make eye contact with each member of the group one at a time, her eyes asking a horrified question.
A question that she didn't want the answer to.
It was Lisanna who broke it to her. When the Cana locked eyes with the white-haired senior, she sighed and placed a hand on her friends back, a sympathetic look in her eye.
"Yes Cana," she started, "you have just made, what can only be described as, a subpar 'dad joke'."
This having been said, the booze lover's expression changed to one of sorrow, and she face planted into the desk, sobbing quietly.
All her friends immediately went to console her, ignoring the chuckling sounds coming from their teacher.
"I've been spending way too much time with him."
A crumpled piece of paper hit her in the head just two seconds later, causing her to look up and glare at the offending projectile. While Lucy, noticing some writing on the scrap of paper, picked it up, and after straightening it out, read the note aloud.
"Don't say things like that! Besides, my jokes are way funnier."
Lucy's head snapped towards their teacher, who was reading a book at his desk ignoring them, and then back to the note in her hands.
"How did he write that so fast?"
Cana huffed, "He probably had that first bit prewritten just in case. He's always saying that to me."
"And Juvia has noticed that Mr. Guildarts has always been fast when he wants to be."
"We're getting off topic." Lucy suddenly interjected, "Is he really...?"

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Dragon Prince
HumorFor the past 400 years magic has been a hidden force, dragons even more so. Imagine Lucy's surprise when she found out there was a dragon prince i her homeroom. I don't own Fairy-Tail