Good Morning, Class

Once he accepted that this was to be his living conditions, and after a light breakfast - though Moondancer and Twilight got into a rather pointed debate about how a full box of cereal could be considered 'light' - he decided now was as good a time as any to get learn a bit more about the campus layout. More then he'd found yesterday, at least.

"Oh, Spikey, before you go." The unicorn who'd introduced herself as Rarity spoke up, stopping him as he was about to head to his room. One thing he'd learned about his class, it was getting very easy to remember their names, especially with bodies likes theirs and the fact Rarity seemed to enjoy wearing pasties over anything.

"Hm?" He looked straight at her nose, trying to pretend it didn't look like the voluptuous unicorn was just wearing body paint at the moment.

"If you are going to walk around the campus, be careful if you run into a little girl named Flurry Heart."

"Why? Is she trouble or something?"

"Oh, no, nothing like that." She paused for a moment. "Well, not intentionally. She's Cadance's daughter.

"Really?!" Spike didn't even bother hiding the surprise in his voice. 'Holy shit...the dean is a MILF..!'

Rarity smile. "I was surprised as you when I found, darling. Anyway, if you do encounter her, just be ready for a challenge if you find yourself having to tell her 'no'. She's only seven, and adorable as a teddy bear, but I'm afraid the word is alien to her. Not that she doesn't like being told it, but, it just doesn't seem to register."

"Ok, I'll keep that in mind." He said before heading back to his room to get dressed.

"Oh! One more thing!" She called out, catching him at the door. "Um, my seamstress class is Monday, and we're working on making full suits, but....well, the model we were going to use canceled on us with no warning. The class was all set up for it and we don't have time to hire another, so..." She trailed off, looking at him hopefully.

"And you're asking me to possibly fill in." He sighed when she gave him puppy dog eyes. "All right, I'll do it."

"Oh thank you!" She 'squee'ed, wrapping him up a hug and kissing his cheek. "I promise you won't regret it! I need to go tell Sassy!" With that, she scampered off, leaving a mildly stunned and red-faced Spike.

"Ooh, let me try that!" Pinkie chirped.

"Me too!" Gabby added.

"I wouldn't mind giving it a shot." A slender light grey unicorn named Fleur-de-Lis joined in

Ten minutes (and half a dozen kisses from other girls) later, he finally managed to get back to his room. He had yet to unpack, but figured he'd do that tonight. He quickly changed into some jeans and a t-shirt. "Mental note, gotta buy a new toothbrush later." He muttered.

The journey outside was a bit faster since they knew he was there now.

"There you are!" A somewhat familiar voice squeaked the moment he was outside. He looked to see the three fillies he'd met the other day; the Cutie Mark Crusaders. The speaker, who he recalled was Sweetie Belle, ran up to him with a big - and not that he'd say it out loud, kind of adorable - smile. Apple Bloom and Scootaloo were right behind her.

"We were wonderin' where you were!" Bloom spoke up.

"Yeah! Rainbow said Dean Cadance was going with you to help you move to campus, but we didn't know it was from... Everfree." Scootaloo added, all three shuddering at the name.

"Ah heard some horror stories writtin' 'bout that place." Bloom muttered. "Anyhoo, we still gotta figure what to show you first-"

*RRRHHH*

All three stared at him when they heard the sound.

"Cafeteria?" Sweetie asked, getting nods from the other two.

"But I had some cereal!" Spike threw in as he was promptly dragged off.

He didn't know what it was about the campus cafeteria, but the moment he got there, the smell of the food had him making a beeline to the nearest platter. Sausage, eggs, bacon, waffles, pancakes, toast, oatmeal, a big bowl of gems, a jug of chocolate milk, and a flask of coffee with cream and sugar all made their way onto his tray.

"You really think you can eat all THAT??" Sweetie asked, looking at the spread in trepidation. Usually she was full after a couple of bagels.

Spike just grinned and set to dismantling his meal. A few minutes later and the fillies were gobsmacked.

"No way...!" Scootaloo blurted out, watching him calmly polish off the last few strips of bacon. "I don't think I've even seen Pinkie polish off that much!"

"Ah'm with Scoot there." A new voice spoke up, one that Spike easily recognize from the twang. "That was definitely a thing."

"Macerina?" He looked at the tall county gal. She'd traded in her hospital gown for a bikini top and daisy dukes, showing off her amanezon figure, complete with an impressive six-pack. 'Damn...!'

"Mac! Ah thought you were stuck in the infirmary fer a couple more days." Bloom said, looking at her oldest sister in surprise .

"So was Ah, but Nurse Redhead said Ah'd improved enough to let me out. Just gonna steer clear of alfalfa fer a while." She gave Spike a lazy grin. "So, what've these three rascals got you doin'?"

"We're showing him around campus!" Scootaloo answered. "At least, the spots we're allowed to go to."

"Which kinda leaves out the main buildin'" Applebloom muttered. "Lot of the office workers go skyclad."

Sweetie ticked off a couple more. "And we saw him come out of the dorms..." They all looked his way.

"Cadance said the teacher dorms were full, so she put me on my class' floor." He replied.

"Oh. And the gym area. Some of the older students work out on the weekends."

"The auditorium?" Scootaloo offered. " It doubles as the lecture hall, and sometimes we go to watch movies there when we get free time. Ooh, we can see if anything's playing later!"

"Well, ya'll have fun. Ah'm gonna head back to the dorm an' see what all Ah've missed." Mac said before she headed off.

"Bye, Sis." Apple Bloom replied. "Guess that leaves the class building. We can show you around there at least."

"That works. Just one thing first."

"Where is he putting it all!?" Sweetie asked, watching Spike munching on the double-decker egg, sausage, and, bacon pancake sandwich he brought with him.

Bloom and Scootaloo just shrugged.

"Well, I guess we can just work our way up." Sweetie said on entry. "Ok, the first three floors floor are mostly the school library and study hall, so there isn't really much to say."

Spike let out a whistle at the place, making a mental note to see what books he could find.

"The Arcane Studies Club meets here sometimes, but they can be kinda stuffy." She added, leading him to the elevator.

"Fourth floor's where the good stuff starts." Apple Bloom grinned when they reached the floor in question, the smell of clay and paints hitting Spike's nose as they passed a door, a sign on it saying 'Kiln in use'. "Like most of the art classes; sculptin', paintin', even stuff like engravin', pottery, and etchin'. It's fun to watch when they let us in."

"And the Tailoring ones. Design, identifying fabrics and the little doodads that get added, embroidery, knitting." Sweetie said, looking into the currently empty room. Manniquins with partially finished outfits, rolls of fabric and various material bins decorated the large room. "Rarity's been showing me how to sew some lately."

"I tried to sew some once." Spike muttered, looking at his fingers. "Bent four needles jabbing myself." That earned a wince from the fillies.

The next floor had a more...sterile feel to it. "Oh, this floor." Scootaloo muttered. This is where the chemistry and biology labs are. But we aren't allowed in them 'cause of the equipment. But..." She turned to look at Spike. "Being a teacher,you can. The professor should be in there right now, so you can go in no problem, introduce yourself, and maybe tell us what kind of stuff is really in there."

"Well, I guess it couldn't hurt to at least say hi." He agreed. "Ok, I'll be back in a few minutes." He quickly stepped in, the door closing behind him with a sturdy 'click'.

Inside, Spike held back another whistle. The college was definitely going high-end for equipment; aside from the mass of the usual items; beakers, bunsen burners, scales, and microscopes, he noticed at least two fume hoods in the back, along with a set of centrifuges and a large reagent cabnet. There was even a ULT freeze and bioreactor.

"Wow...this place really DOESN'T spare expenses." He looked on in a bit of awe at the environmental chamber.

"Indeed, the college made no lie when they told me that all classes were given high quality supply." A deep feminine voice spoke up behind him, making him whirl around to see the owner; a zebra mare, standing almost as tall as Macareina, her mane done up in a mohawk and wearing a standard lab coat that showed off a pair of long, toned legs. The coat, however, was unbuttoned just enough to show off the cleavage of her considerable bust, and give a slight peek that she had on no panties, the lips of her marehood just barely visible. The grin and almost bedroom-eyes she gave him made him sweat a little. "I must admit today I expected no one to meet, but tell me, what is your name, my little treat?"