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Posted: Sat Feb 11, 2017 8:43 am
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Posted: Tue Feb 14, 2017 1:51 pm
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Jacqueline O Lantern "Yes....My father is Jack O'Lantern..." She Said in a very quiet tone.
The ghoul didn't say much after that. Kai thought that maybe she was a little bit embarrassed that her father was a pumpkin? His well-known reputation in the monster world was entirely misinterpreted in the normie world...and that was where Kai had mostly grown up, after all. Every now and then, Kai looked at Jacqueline, trying to determine if she too was a pumpkin. It wouldn't be the first plant person he knew.
"ALL RIGHT." Mr. Hackington suddenly howled. He'd finished pairing the students up. "It's the very first day of class, and I'm sure that you are all wondering what we will do first. Perhaps we'll review the first chapter of the text, or go over the feariodic table, or perhaps you think we'll do some safety lectures before going into the lab. Well.."
*BAM!* Mr. Hackington slammed his hands down on his desk, making half the student bodies jump.
"WRONG! POP QUIZ!"
Nomonster even dared to groan. Kai looked down at the pencil he'd accidentally snapped in two. This was going to hurt.
"You have twenty minutes to answer these five questions." Mr. Hackington's lips slid across his yellow, crooked smile. "Enjoy, I know I will..."
The quiz paper slid in front of Jacqueline, and then one in front of Kai. The first question was immediately about the effects of electricity on an acidic slime mixture. Kai could have sworn he caught Mr. Hackington cackling with glee at him and him alone.
"Hoo boy...." Kai whispered to himself. This was going to be rough.
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Posted: Wed Feb 15, 2017 2:21 pm
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Kai glanced at Jacqueline. Not to try to cheat, but to see how she was progressing. She was writing up a storm. Across the room waaaaay waaaaay waaaaaay too far away, Demona and Lin were working on their quizzes.
The second question was the type of question Kai dreaded most of all...Multiple Choice.
Quote: If a monster mixes equal amounts of an acid and a base, they will get: a) an explosion of green slime b) a neutral and a salt c) a portal to the nether dimension d) purple stuff e) all of the above
Kai made a distinctive, half-choking 'Glarg' sound. His pencil hovered over 'B'...then went to 'D'. Then he thought that maybe 'E' was correct....but then he was pretty sure he had seen 'A' happen to Glen Da West when he came by in the afternoons to help Kai's father in his mad science lab.
A...B...C...D...E...which one was it?! If only it was a question about color composition or the best types of colored pencils to use on Strathgore paper...
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Posted: Fri Feb 17, 2017 8:54 am
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Posted: Fri Feb 17, 2017 7:11 pm
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Posted: Tue Feb 21, 2017 4:10 pm
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Posted: Wed Feb 22, 2017 9:56 am
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Fortunately, the rest of Home Ick wasn't quite as dramatic. After iCoffins were surrendered, the student bodies DID pay more attention to Ms. Kindergruber as she went over everything they would be learning in the class. She even managed to make the budgeting assignment sound interesting....To Rory, at least.
Sitting between Glen (known for explosions) and Marianna (known also for exploding, but more of the shouty kind), Rory was a bit on his guard the whole class. But finally, the clock ticked towards the end of the hour, and everyone began packing up their things.
"Phew!" Rory wiped his brow as iCoffins were handed back. "I didn't realize how much Home Ickonomics actually involved!"
"Yeah, it's not just cooking and sewing." Glen replied, glumly. He had apparently been looking forward to cooking and sewing. Probably, he had discovered ways to make them explode. "Budgeting? Shopping for for appliances? Taking care of babies?!"
Rory sincerely hoped Glen would not find a way to make taking care of a baby an explosive project.
"I can't believe they're making us 'pay' a storage fee for holding our iCoffins during class!" Clawd Wolf glumly mentioned as he put his phone back in his pocket. Rory pulled out his Home Ick 'dreadit card.'
"Oh, I guess that's the first thing we're buying with our new budgets." Rory came up to the table where Damon was dispensing iCoffins and charging the dreadit cards. "Hello, I'd like my iCoffin back, please."
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Posted: Wed Feb 22, 2017 11:14 am
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Posted: Wed Mar 01, 2017 7:20 am
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Posted: Thu Mar 02, 2017 7:56 am
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Jacqueline O Lantern "I take it you aren't exactly his favorite student...?"
"My dad's a mad scientist too." Kai hexplained glumly as all of the student bodies started packing up their stuff to head to the next class. "He and Mr. Hack don't see, uh, eye to eye on a lot of things."
Kai glanced at Mr. Hackington, and remembered how his father always said "Well, the HACK part is accurate..."
"My dad's a normie too, so he gets a lot of flack from monsters in Mad Science. And I guess it kind of makes them judge the next generation, even though Mad Science isn't really my thing."
Kai looked down at his schedule. Physical Deaducation next...at two Feariods long, that would take him through all the way to lunch.
"Hey, want to sit with me and my bluddies at lunch?" Kai offered to Jaki. Being a member of the Monster High New Students Committee, it was part of his duties to be welcoming to new student bodies, after all. "Demona and I usually sit in the East corner of the creepateria with a few others."
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Posted: Thu Mar 02, 2017 8:11 am
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"Defrag me with a SPOON!" Atomica hexclaimed to her friend Cassie as the two of them walked out of Art Class. "I can NOT believe that Ms. Moanatella said that pixel art isn't CLASSICAL art."
The automaton and the living doll had a lot of classes together this Scaremester, which was good. Unfortunately Atomica didn't have many with Gryff and none at all with Lin...which was bad.
And probably deliberate.
"What's next?" Atomica's core memory hummed as she downloaded her class schedule. "Physical Deaducation. Hmm...I wonder what Spring sports we'll be playing. Volleyhowl? Bat-ball? Tennhiss?"
It didn't matter what it was, Atomica knew she would be the absolute beast one out there. And Cassie would do okay too, of course.
"At the very least I'm sure we'll play Dodgeb-b-b-b-bbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbb-"
Suddenly, Atomica came to a complete stop. She stood stock still, frozen in mid-step like a statue.
"Bbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbb-INCOMING MESSAGE INCOMING MESSAGE INCOMING MESSAGE"
The tips of Atomica's ear-antennae started blinking rapidly and her normally bright cyan LED eyes flashed a series of 1s and 0s.
"LANDING SEQUENCE ENGAGED REPEAT LANDING SEQUENCE ENGAGED ALERT LOCAL AUTHORITIES WE ARE NOT ALONE"
Then, Atomica fell completely silent. Her antennae stopped blinking, and her eyes faded to black. It was as if she was just an Atomica sculpture, rather than the real thing.
And then, just as suddenly as it had started, the incident stopped, and Atomica resumed normal functions.
"-ball? I wouldn't mind whalloping Manny Taur or Chase Q with a precision-perfect throw."
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Posted: Thu Mar 02, 2017 9:39 am
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Rory headed down to his next class - Driver's Dreaducation. This class made him nervous. Firstly, driving a car was dangerous. Secondly, the teacher was Mister Hackington, who pulled double or maybe even triple duty at the school. And Rory got the distinct impression from other monsters who had taken DD that Mr. Hack took great pleasure in making the driving course sort of...perilous.
"Let's see...down the stairs, to the right...ah!" The Driver's Dreaducation classroom was actually located IN Monster High's garage, next to the Chop Class classroom. In the front were the desks, enough to fit about ten students. And in the back, in front of the garage doors, were the student training cars. Rory saw a hearse, a ghoul bus, a horseless scarriage, and a few other automobiles that had been graciously 'given' to the school by various patrons.
"I hope those are all clawtomatic transmission," Gilda Goldstag said nervously. "I don't think I could handle a manual."
Rory agreed. Driving seemed hextra nerve-wracking.
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