"Please open your desks to receive your materials for the year," Celestia said. Sure enough, I opened it and saw 10 pencils, 3 black pens, 2 red pens(highlighting mistakes), 2 yellow highlighters(there's a difference), a small lime-green Expo marker, small white board and a pencil case.

"Whoa! My old school never had this many starting tools." I picked them up and organized them.

PLOP!

I turned to Dashie, now having a pie on her face. She took of the pie-tin. "Booby trapped. 'Mrs. Trollestia' must have did it."

I took out my cloth. You see, I was always prepared when it came to school. I had spares for lots of stuff and other things, too. Anyway, after she took it and began to get the cream off her muzzle, I noticed that Mrs. C was laughing wildly at her desk. Obviously, I didn't have to be Sherlock to know a guilty suspect when I saw one. At that moment, all trust for the teacher went out the window.

"Ha..." *cough* "Ahem, time for lunch," Celestia said. Thank god.

"Thank Jesus Grandma, Lunch-Time," I said, pulling out my lunch-bag.

"Yeah. Classes are really short, but 'Trollestia' makes em' suck," Dashie said, pointing at the teacher.

"Amateur is what she is."

"I always know I could top her, too. Wanna help, coltfriend?" The words jumped at my heart. I knew she thought I was cute and all, but...wow. "Dashie, we'll send her to hell with our prank powers." A pink puffball suddenly blocked my view.

"Hey, Dashie." She turned to reveal Pinkie Pie as who she was. "Hey! Your new here. What's up..."

"Green."

"Wee. A color name." She bounced around. "Sounds real fun. So, I heard you two were planning to prank Trollestia. Can I join in?"

"If what Dashie said was true, you'll be the best new member for this plan," I said.

"Yay. BTW are you two..."

"Yup," I said.

"More couples in class. Hooray."

"Yeah. We'll talk later about the plan. See yeah, Pinks," Dashie said as Pinkie bounced off.