Making the Grade.

Friday afternoon, a time of the week where the hump of the week has passed, the weekend is just a day away, and school only has you for a few more hours before you're free. It's a wonderful time for all ages. But, in Miss Cheerilee's classroom on this beautiful weekday, it's even more exciting. Tucked within the red wooden confines of the school house perched on top of the hill just outside of town, Miss Cheerilee led her students into the last part of the Friday class: Show-and-tell.

It didn't matter how old you were; everyone always had something to show off and tell others about. That's why at the end of every Friday class, Cheerilee would let whoever had something to show off do just that. In all her years of teaching she had seen lizards, corn chips shaped like someone famous, family heirlooms, you name it. Children just loved bringing things in to show off to their fellow students; and Miss Cheerilee as well. Her students loved to see what their teacher thought of what they brought in. To the point that to some students it was a challenge to see who could impress her more. Which Cheerilee herself just adored.

However, on one particular Friday afternoon, just before school let out, three students brought something that maybe brought the biggest reaction out of Cheerilee in all her life. For better or for worse.

"Thank you again, Rumble for your..." Cheerilee clicked her tongue inside her mouth once, pausing before finding the right word she needed, "'Exciting' rattlesnake fang collection."

Rumble looked up to his teacher, holding his glass case of organized snake fangs close to his little chest before heading off to his seat. The rest of the class gave a short clap for Rumble as they were always to do no matter what since 'they would like it too if they showed something', as Cheerilee taught them. Miss Cheerilee herself readjusted in her seat behind her desk and cupped her hands together while scanning over the faces of her class. "Now... We have time for just one more show-and-tell before the bell rings. Does anyone have something they really want to show to the class?" Her voice was as sweet and guiding as one would expect from a molder of minds.

The students of her class all shifted about in their seats, each looking to see if anyone actually did have something they 'really wanted to show'. They knew that when Cheerilee said that, it was code for 'does anyone have something new to show'? It was a little embarrassing, but most of the kids would just bring in things they already showed off in class once before. They were just kids, it was at times hard for them to bring in something to really wow the rest of the kids every week. Even though Miss Cheerilee didn't really mind if they did or didn't bring something in. It was all in good fun, really.

Cheerilee swept a glance over her students' faces once more, judging out that none of them did have something to show. She smiled gentle and took a calmed breath of air as she unclasped her fingers from one another. "In that case, class is--"

"Wait!" From the front of her class, not one, not two, but three students shot their voices and hands up into the air.

Cheerilee mentally staggered back and looked somewhat surprised at the sudden burst. However, when she traced it to its source, she could only smile and dismiss her surprise seeing just who it was. If there was ever to be anyone that would present something on show-and-tell right under the wire, it was Apple Bloom, Scootaloo, and Sweetie Belle. Cheerilee offered the trio a gesture for them to come up to the front of the class and show what they had to show.

Apple Bloom led her two friends close behind her to the front of the class and pulled Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle into a makeshift huddle. The class and Cheerilee watched the three curiously as they whispered amongst one another, as if deciding on what exactly they were going to say. When they finally did pull apart, Apple Bloom tucked her hands behind her back, clearly hiding something while Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle inched a small bit foreword, ready to address the class and Cheerilee.

"Ladies and gentleman!" Sweetie Belle swung her arms out to her sides, flaring her dramatics like none other, "Today, we present to you... Uh..." Sweetie Belle nudged her elbow quickly into Scootaloo's rib.

"Oh! Uh... We present..." Scootaloo trailed a bit, looking back towards Apple Bloom, "We... Don't really know WHAT we present, but... Yeah, we're presenting it." The class laughed at Scootaloo a little bit, resulting in her huffing back and retreating with Sweetie Belle behind Apple Bloom.

Cheerilee herself smiled a little chuckle as well while she watched the three's little show. She loved all her students equally, but Apple Bloom, Sweetie Belle, and Scootaloo were always a little special to her. Crafty, cute, and carefree; what wasn't there to love about them? Apple Bloom stepped up to meet the entire class, shuffling her show-and-tell behind her. "Ah' ain't right sure what it all is... But, found it in mah' sister's room when ah' was sweepin' up," Apple Bloom explained, "Take a look."

Apple Bloom whipped her arms out forward, revealing her find to the entire classroom. The class gasped and chattered away among themselves at what they saw. They had never seen anything like it in their lives. It was a purple, plastic-looking statue sort of thing they all thought. In fact, just by the way one end of it looked, it sort of looked like a Popsicle. Apple Bloom smiled broadly at the reaction her show-and-tell was getting and looked back to her friends for reassuring thumbs-up. Then Apple Bloom looked to Miss Cheerilee, who was as white as a ghost except for the hot red burning against her cheeks. 'Wow' Apple Bloom thought, 'this thing was so amazing, it took Miss Cheerilee's breath away'. She couldn't have been happier. "Any of y'all wanna pass it 'rou--"

"NO!" Miss Cheerilee shot to her feet and cracked her chair against the wall behind her in her sudden burst of motion. Everyone looked at her surprised, no one more than Apple Bloom and her friends. "C-Class is dismissed! Go, go! All of you. It's an early out," Cheerilee hurriedly encouraged her students to leave while she pointed a shaky finger to the exit.

The students muttered a little bit, but finally took their chance to leave school a little early as it was. As each student filed out of the single room school, Apple Bloom and her friends started out as well. "Apple Bloom," Cheerilee called out to the one student in particular, causing the little redhead to flinch where she stood and look back to her teacher, "Not you... I want to have a little word with your sister, Applejack, this afternoon... Would you mind telling her I'll be on my way?" As friendly as Cheerilee sounded, there was this flustered air to her voice while she looked away from her exiting students all together.

"Uh... Sure... Ah' guess. Whatever ya' say, Miss Cheerilee," nothing left to say, Apple Bloom bolted back towards the exit once more, only to be stopped once again by Cheerilee's voice.

"Also... Please leave that 'thing' you found in your sister's room on my desk..." Apple Bloom looked at it for a second, still really curious about what it was. Still, she put it on Miss Cheerilee's desk with a small thump and silently left the classroom before she could be stopped again.

Cheerilee stood where she was for a good minute, shivering on the inside from a mix of feelings before she looked to her desk and the foreign object she requested be put there. She sat back down into her seat and pulled it up to tuck under her desk. Her fingers moved down and touched the sex toy one of her students brought it before letting out a quivering sigh. "I need a drink..."