FPE

*Zip stands up quickly* Great! Follow me! *the other students back away nervously*

do i care?

mm long

miss circle: well, im an idiot sit next to oliver Oliver: hi I'm an idiot!

*the principal stumbles backward* No... not an angel! NOT AN ANGEL!

OD COURSE NOT, IDIOT

*blinks confused* Then what?!

*eyes widen* '...FRESH?!' *whirls around* '...OLIVER, WHAT DOES- *scraping intensifies* OH GOD, SHE'S RIGHT BEHIND US-!'

SQUIRREL! *points up*

NO NO NO NO NO NOT MATH I HATE MATH *stands up and bolts for the door* WE'RE GONNA DIE OLIVER WE'RE ACTUALLY GONNA DIE-

*grabs your wrist, dragging you left* Wrong hallway! Math is- *ceiling tiles crack above* Oh. She's early.

*freezes* '...OLIVER, WHAT IS THAT?!' *points up* '...IS SHE IN THE CEILING?!'

*emergency meeting ends* Zip: Fine, I'll vote myself then!

(Edward reported a Engel dead in upper engine!

*sirens blare* Edward: Engel! No! *everyone rushes to upper engine*

*Miss Circle reads it and sighs* Really? *crumples it up* Five points from Gryffind- wait, wrong school. Detention for all of you.

Bill cipher: Want more? How about an hundred ton one! [ then bill summons an freaking cube of Oreos and throws it straight into miss circle ]