MSM School!

*The Wubboxesyell, stumbling back as the magma scorches the pavement where they were standing. The hoses sputter and melt into useless slag.* WubboxLeader: Holy-! Retreat!

*The hallway is empty as you head upstairs, the sound of instruments growing louder. You push open the band room door. Everyhead turns to look at you-a student covered in scorch marks and smelling faintly of smoke and steam.*

*A Pom-Pom twirls to a stop, and theTrumpets fall silent. The director, Maggpi, turns from the conductor's stand.* Maggpi: And you would be?

parlsona:*singing* every monster knows. how the plants grow. and every monster cares. and they know how they shape and they feed them. and they keep them alive. let's watch plants grow. let's watch plants grow.

*Parlsona sings beautifully* Parlsona: Every monster knows... *The Epic Wubboxes weep* Wubbox: We're SO sorry! Please! *Stoowarb has passed out*

twakerr and parlsona:*singing together* everything here is alive

mammoth:*singing*bom. bum bum. bum. bum.

*Mammoth continues singing* Mammoth: Bom. Bum bum. Bum. Bum. *Everyone stares* Stoowarb: WILL SOMEONE EXPLAIN WHAT'S HAPPENING?! *The Epic Wubboxes are now surrounded on all sides* Wubbox: We're trapped!

fwog:*joins in* wawawawawawa

Stoowarb: Good. Now, let's move on to the next topic. The founder of this school was a man named John Doe. Do you know why he started this school?

*You sit in your desk in the corner, drawing some silly doodles in your notebook. You have your hoodie pulled over your head and your tail tucked under the table. Hyehehe is spinning a basketball on his finger. Hoola is waiting patiently for the teacher. Not one member of the Pomily has shown up yet. The Epic Wubboxes are walking smugly around, looking for a victim. Whajje is rampaging around, trying to cause chaos. Yawstrich is being the weird creature he is.*

kaka

*Hyehehe notices you drawing and walks over. He leans over your shoulder to get a better look at the drawing.*