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Sucre ran toward the bus, hoping there was enough room, as she had woken up just a little later than she should have and maybe took a little too much time eating her breakfast (of spookies!). She stood behind some other students, straining to hear what was being said. After a couple had checked in she had it down.

"Hiii! My name is Sucre and I'm in the Monster dorms for my first year!" She was grinning as she kept glancing towards the bus, some of her goo running down her face from her recent exertion.

She then bounded off into the bus. She scanned the seats and not finding any familiar faces picked out someone at random. She didn't want to sit by herself the whole ride. There was a big dragonboy that immediately drew her eyes. It was probably good she could squeeze in.

The gooey girl happily made her way over and plopped into the seat next to him. "So I wonder where we are going!" She said, eyeing the rest of the passengers.

"I hope so, I really just wanted to get out of classes." She said, gripping her seat with barely contained excitement. "buuut if this turns out to be fun that would be a bonus!"

The boil didn't seem very chatty, so she offered her name first, " Well I'm Scure!"

There originally was no reason for Wrex to be here at all. His limited understanding suggested that a field trip was a boring trek through, well, a field. And who would want to do that, even if it meant skipping classes? But at least some students seemed interested from what he heard in the halls, and while his wasn't a herd mentality, he did want to know what the big deal was...Plus, well, he was supposed to be exploring more.

Getting up early, though, that was a pain. So he caught a few extra z's by calling his turtle mount over, curling up on its shell, and snoozing while it crept on through the dorm, outside, and eventually to the bus. Already back in dreamland by the time they arrived, Wrex's mount ended up bumping into one of the buses before stopping.

Neither rider nor mount apparently wanted to be up this early, judging by the half-asleep look in the turtle's eyes.

Snorting awake, Wrex picked his head up, blinked blearily, and yawned. It was only by being vaguely aware of what the other students were doing that he managed to mumble, "Wrex. First. Best Monster," before curling back up on his mount to sneak in a few more minutes of sleep, large tail pulled under his head.

Verusha was all for skipping classes. Not like she was going to get much out of those, anyway. Besides, her and Cannon had been wanting to get an early morning hunt in, along with a nice jog, so this all just turned out perfectly.

The reaper followed the flyer's instruction, making her way to the destination indicated. Cannon was at her side as usual, scoping out the area, nose twitching about, glaring eyes unyielding to anyone that might dare challenge his stare. Grinning her usual chill grin, the ghoul approached one of the teachers standing around, giving the desired information when prompted.

"Name's Verusha," her head tipped slightly to gesture to her familiar, "Cannon. I'm still a year one, and forever a reaper." she mused.

Anika had not yet even unpacked all of her belongings before having found out about the all day field trip taking place this very day.

Its not like their was any reason to opt out of classes to take part of this field trip, seeing as she had only just got to the school, but it was an option none the less, and if it meant this or sitting in a class room all day..

Why the hell not?

Filing in after the other students whom had already arrived, the ghoul steepled her fingers and offered a large grin to the teacher in greeting. "Anika, First Year Reaper! It is okay for me to be here, right? I'm not gonna get into trouble on my first day, am I?" She asked Zephron, speaking in hushed tones. "I wouldn't want to make a bad impression."

Mellow did show up, he had no idea how his mother knew that he skipped classes in school. He'd skipped another class if not a letter arrived the day they returned to the campus from that village. Picking up and opening the letter filled up the scent of his home, he already had a bad omen about it. His guess was right, it was from his mother, telling him she knew her baby pony not attending classes like a good student. She threatened that if she heard that the situation didn't improve, she had no alternatives but visiting Amityville to have a nice talk with him.

The freckled boil stared at the letter with fully widened eyes, as if it was a horrible monster than he needed to get rid of. He immediately threw it away and extended his leg to push it further away to a corner he won't see it. It was only after that he sighed in full relief. If there was a female that Mellow preferred swarmed by a crowd of female instead of seeing her, it would be his beautiful mother.

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Knowing what a hell he would face if his mother came plus no idea how his mother knew about it, Mellow had no choices but to take the field trip class. He arrived in cozy warm wear and noticed each of the students approached the two adults before boarding the bus. There was a long queue over the male Professor, the equine demon sighed and steered towards the female Professor.

He stopped at about two big steps from Professor Winter, "Morning Professor, Name's Mellow Marsh, first Year, demon, MALE." He stressed the gender, after so many mistook him as a ghoul by the clothes. The demon tried not to shake or cringe but the panic swinging of his tail sold him out. Even though he had certain confidence in the professors, he couldn't help to fear the fact she's a female. He wished not to be kicked off the bus by any misbehavior, "Last thing, my dear marshmallow. If you get expelled, I don't mind you come back and join our Women's Club. Your beloved mother surely need your help here hohoho~" No one knows how sharp and loud he screamed internally finished reading that line, he could already perceive the re-occurrence of worst nightmare waiting for him if he got expelled.

His shoulder finally eased up when she jotted down his information, with the fastest speed he could, the demon disappeared in sight. Mellow loitered instead of getting onto the bus, he was so nervous and insecure until he saw the figure that would soften his expression. He scooted over and held his hand from the back, "Tor," he didn't say anything besides that and stood next to the dragon with a gentle nudge.

The dragon boil figured that his statement would be proof of such, but to no such luck. She asked. "I haven't been at the school long. I came over with the group of students from Miasma village so I've just been wandering around getting my bearings."

Well, he figured she was some sort of monster or ghost that dripped goo. But what species of monster she was well, she could have been a jellyfish monster for all he knew. Her bones showing through her skin along with the bits of food did not bother him. Sidron had a pretty strong stomach.

Lifting his hand, he caught the glob she had flicked at him. Quick reflexes. "Aren't you afraid you might melt in the rain? Or liquefy in the sun? If you are made of sugar after all."