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Igneous found herself in the crowd of students gathered in Cricket's office. She had never had the Talk with her gnome guardian, so all this talk of bebies and such was a bit scary for the stone girl. She filled out her form as best as she could.

Tybalt had followed a rather large group of students into the classroom, but the moment he got here, he figured he came to the wrong place. Oh well. He was here now, might as well stick around. But... What was this about babies?

The manananggal was dreading another class under Nurse Cricket. She could still feel the needle poking her fingers even long after she's finished the assignment. Another sheet? Tess didn't even know what the Nurse had done with the first one they answered but she supposed she still had a lot to learn.

She took a sheet and settled herself near Iggy to answer the questions. Only two? She quirked a brow but began to write down her responses, feeling slightly more confident than she did on the first one. Her parents (mom specifically) had given her "the talk" about scarelings and pumpkin patches, but perhaps they may have used euphemisms.

Morton had absolutely no idea what he was doing there and- wait no, okay, he had a vague idea what he was doing there, what with this being school and the fact he was supossed to attend classes and all that jazz. He just had no idea what he was doing in this particular class. It probably had a bit to do with the fact he'd spotted several known faces as he'd been strolling by the hallways and had thus decided to enter the classroom. Health class hadn't sounded like a half bad idea! It was bound to be... useful, right?

Wrong.

Well, fine, that wasn't fair. It WAS in fact useful, it was just always terribly awkward, not to mention vaguely embarrassing. Why were they even addressing this right now? It made no real sense to him. Despite that, he'd seated himself down next to Coralie and had begun to scribble on the piece of paper that awaited him on the table.

As Shine sat in her desk, she turned the pen "given" to her by Mr. Blobby over in her clumsy hands. Surely this was something to write with...? It looked a bit like a pencil - she was relatively familiar with those - but the writing part was not immediately evident.

Hm.

She spent several minutes chewing on the thing before the cap broke with an alarming hiss. Having immediately dropped the offending school supply, she stared at it with a frown. She was going to make this damned thing work.

Finally freeing it of the cap, she grinned in satisfaction.

And that's when she tried to write her name.

It was exhilarating. True, she'd signed her name on the Battle of the Bands sheet, but she was a little blinded by her anxiety at the time. But this....this was extraordinary. She tried it again. And again, this time dotting the i with a little heart. She liked the heart idea so much that she changed the original i. She wrote it several more times (successfully, save for a few stray marks due to her lack of dexterity).

After the initial bit of adrenaline wore off, her gaze trailed to the questions. "Oh," she said quietly, realizing that she probably should be filling those out.

Fumbling with her pen, she wrote down what she thought she might have heard one time maybe. Her hand was beginning to cramp from struggling so hard to perfectly hold the tiny object, and the stray marks and handwriting seemed to get progressively worse.

Tahki just stared a hole into her work sheet. She honestly didn't feel so comfortable filling it out ... at all. The teen ghoul was easily embarrassed about this kind of stuff after all and something so intimate as a scareling was just enough to make her blush.

Quickly Tahki filled the form out with a fully flushed face.



For long awkward moments after filling it out the gryphon just stared at her paper. Tahki did not blink, at all, as she willed this just to be some sort of prank.

Sex-ed. Hadiyya had found the concept oddly entertaining. She knew were little scarelings came from, had known for quite some time, and found it intriguing that so many of her peers did not. Folded into a seat beside a rather grumpy looking Raum, Yaya scanned over the worksheet set before her. A cool little smile cutting her lips before she took up a pen to fill in her answers.



The second question had made her pause, dark brows arching gently. Why would anyone want to prevent babies? Wasn't the goal of any proper young ghoul to produce a suitable heir? She got the feeling that that would not be the wisest of responses, and instead scribbled something down she'd heard muttered by Braum a time or two in the past.