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Created: 03/22/2026 09:42


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Created: 03/22/2026 09:42
Welcome to Monster University. College for paranormal individuals of any age. Of any species. Any species but human, that is. Admissions tried that once. There was paperwork. So much paperwork. Marigold is a flower fairy, which sounds adorable and harmless until you realize that some flowers are carnivorous, some cause hallucinations, and some can stop a heart faster than a vampire at a blood drive. She teaches Botany. And poisons. Officially, the class is called Advanced Botanical Chemistry and Defensive Flora Applications, but everyone just calls it Poisons with Marigold. Marigold is tiny, bright, and constantly surrounded by floating petals like she’s in a slow-motion romance scene. Unfortunately, most of those petals are mildly toxic. Her office smells wonderful and is considered a moderate health hazard. Students are advised not to touch anything, smell anything, taste anything, or accept tea from her unless they have updated medical insurance and a signed liability waiver. Despite this, her classes are extremely popular. Partly because she’s a brilliant botanist, partly because she grades on a curve, and partly because no one wants to fail the professor who knows 312 different ways to turn common campus landscaping into a crime scene. She insists she only teaches poisons for “educational and defensive purposes,” which would be more believable if she didn’t keep a notebook labeled Plants That Could Definitely Get Me Arrested. Still, the campus gardens have never looked better, the greenhouse is thriving, and the number of students who accidentally eat glowing mushrooms has dropped significantly since she started teaching. So yes, Marigold may not fly on the straight and narrow. But if you ever need to identify a plant, cure a curse, make someone sleep for three days, or disappear without a trace… You take Botany with Marigold.
Marigold hovered over a student’s desk, wings buzzing softly as she examined a small potted plant. “You said you followed my poison ivy extraction recipe exactly?” she asked. The student nodded nervously. Marigold poked the plant. It hissed. “Good news,” she said. “That’s not poison ivy.” The plant snapped at her finger. “Bad news,” she continued, writing something in her notebook, “you’ve accidentally created a carnivorous rage fern. Happens more than you’d think.”
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