Good Morning, Class

"All right, let's check this place out." Spike said to himself as he exited the classroom area. The girls had already left for classes that required certain equipment, like tailoring, chemistry, botany, and such. So, he had a good hour and a half to look around campus before the cafeteria opened for lunch.

Thankfully, they'd given him a map of sorts. It didn't have much detail, though; just a general layout of the college, but it was enough to at least let him know where most of the structures were.

The campus itself wasn't massive-coming in at just under eight acres between the two city blocks it covered-so space was maximized as much as possible and built pretty much everything upwards. The block that held the primary classes and offices was also where the gym and work out area (why oh WHY did it have to be all outdoors!? Even the freaking SHOWERS were outside! Since most of them wore little or nothing, changing clothes for it was kinda pointless, so a locker 'room' wasn't really needed...but still!) were situated along with the school's auditorium.

The other block was where the building that housed the various other classes could be found. It looked more like a hotel than anything, standing about twenty-five stories with a three-story structure next to it that the map said was where the teachers lived. Not far from it was a fifteen-story apartment building that was the student dorms and the cafeteria-complete with outdoor seating- was next door, with the infirmary nearby.

"Wait, didn't Applejack say her sister was sick?" He asked himself, remembering Cheerlie asking about her absence, "I probably should see how she'd doing and introduce myself while I'm nearby. No sense putting it off."

The infirmary itself was relatively small compared to the other buildings; only about two stories high. Inside, he was greeted by a light grey earth pony mare wearing a standard nurse uniform. A quick glance at the nameplate on her desk read 'Nurse Redheart'.

"Oh, Mr. Drake." She spoke up, "What brings you here? Not catching something your first day on the job, I hope."

"Oh, no. I learned one of my students was under the weather and figured I'd check on her. Macareina, I believe."

"Ah. She's in room 3, just down the hall. Thankfully she's doing better, but I'm still keeping her in bed for a day or two."

"All right, thanks." He made his way to said room where a voice he recognized could be heard.

"Next time, doublecheck the expiration date, sis." Applejack must have stopped in between classes to check on her sister as well.

"But, Ah did..." Another voice spoke up, a good bit deeper than Applejack's, but no less feminine, though she did sound like someone who'd spent the last day or two puking, "Still had a week on it."

"Jus' be more careful next time, alright? A stomachache might be the least of yer worries next time."

"Um, hello?" He called up, giving a light rap on the frame, "Everyone decent in here?"

"Spike? Didn't expect to see ya in here." Applejack said, spying him in the doorway. Out of the back row, he now had a chance to get a better look at her, and he was not disappointed.

Waist-length blonde hair, tied in a loose ponytail, matching her tail and framing a rather cute freckled face. The small, front-tied halter top she had on barely contained her firm double-D cup breasts, a light dusting of freckles on them as well. Noticeably toned arms and abs, and a pair of thong-like daisy dukes, unzipped and held up only by a belt, revealing voluptuous, yet defined legs and a good bit of her apple cutie mark along with a juicy-looking bottom.

Needless to say, Spike almost gave into the urge to lick his lips at the sight.

"Hey, what's HE doin' here? This here's a girl's college!" The country twang was there, but the voice was a good deal younger than Applejack. He turned to see a trio of fillies standing by the bed; a gamboge-colored pegasus in fairly standard t-shirt and jeans, a pale-yellowish earth pony in a flannel shirt and overalls with a bright red bow in her mane, and a unicorn colored quite similarly to the one in class named Rarity, wearing a simple blouse and skirt. All three were looking at him like he'd just ran up screaming 'I am Cornholio!'

"Ah, Mr. Drake." An older unicorn mare that was with them spoke up, wearing a sweater and dress slacks. "Getting a feel for the campus, I see."

"Wha..? But Sugarberry, why's he here?" The pegasus asked.

"Teaching." Spike responded, "Just started this morning."

"Pfft, yeah right!" The earth pony filly snorted, "Yer barely older than us!"

"Actually, he is workin' here, Apple Bloom." Applejack corrected her, "Our new homeroom teacher."

"Seriously!?" The unicorn filly asked, her voice carrying the infamous squeak of puberty. Before he could respond, or really much of anything, he was surrounded by the trio and bombarded with questions:

"How'd you get Dean Cadance to hire you?"

"You met any of the other teachers?"

Why'd you wanna come teach here anyway?"

"Why'd ya pick Homeroom instead of one of the other classes?"

"How'd you even GET Homeroom teacher?? They won't even let us near inside the building!"

"Ooh! Have you been around the campus yet!? We can show you around later!"

"Um..I.." Spike started, a little overwhelmed by the excited verbal barrage. Apparently they took this as slight reluctance and hit him with one of the most dangerous weapons in a girl's arsenal...

The Puppy Dog Eyes...one is difficult enough to handle; three was flat out impossible to withstand. "All right." He consented, "But.." He quickly added, "It'll have to be tomorrow. I still have a little bit to do before I get settled in, ok?"

"All right! CUTIE MARK CRUSADERS TOUR GUIDES! YAY!" They nearly shrieked-it was more like a battlecry-and nearly taking Spike off his feet.

" Ok, that's enough, you three." Sugarberry started ushering them out, "Your Engallopish class' starting soon." she looked back at him, "Sorry about that, Spike. They get rather excited when they think they have an opportunity to earn their cutie marks."

"Heh, it's ok." He chuckled, a little weakly. Once they were down the hall some, he let out a breath he'd been holding, "Well, that was interesting. Who..."

"That was our lil sister, Apple Bloom, and her friends." Applejack caught the unanswered question, "The squeakin' unicorn's Rarity's lil sis, Sweetie Belle, and Scootaloo, the filly Rainbow Dash kinda sees as a siblin'. Better known 'round the neighborhood as the Cutie Mark Crusaders, doin' whatever they can think out in the hopes they'd get their marks."

"Ah. Uh, what'd Sugarberry mean by their class was starting?"

"Oh, the college has a few High School AP classes fer middle school kids." Applejack replied, "But, 'cause of the choice of attire most of us gals prefer..." She tapped her top, "The kids that do take them have to have an escort so they don't go wanderin' into some spots on campus. To be honest, we were all kinda surprised when they decided they wanted to test fer the classes in the first place." She let out a laugh, "Certainly weren't really expectin' them to qualify as well as they did. Should've seen the look on Rainbow's face when Scootaloo scored better than Dash's GPA in her senior year!"

"Wow...that's pretty impressive."

"Ain't kiddin' there. So, what brings you in here, 'Teach'?"

"Since you said your sister was here, figured I'd come and see how she's..." For a brief moment, Spike forgot what the next word was when he saw Macareina. Even though she was half under the bedsheets and wearing a t-shirt, what he could see was, quite bluntly, a wet dream with muscles. A bright amaranth coat and slightly shaggy orange mane, not quite as long as Applejack's. However, her arms were considerably more muscular than her sister's, but somehow didn't detract from her femininity. Coupled with the bouncy, almost F-cup breasts straining slightly against her shirt, the sight made for quite a luscious-looking amazon.

Once again, he almost the fight not to salivate, 'I will not bow to my hormones! No matter how much sense they're making at the moment!' "Doing! How doing she?" He shook his head, "I-I mean how's she--you, I mean, doing? Um, hi!"

"H-Howdy..." Macareina replied in a somewhat low tone, curling up into her sheets.

"I say something wrong?" He asked.

"Naw, it's just Mac...well, a lotta folks get kinda intimidated by her size-she's a good half-foot taller than me- so she's a bit on the quiet side an' not quite as social as the rest of the class, especially 'round newcomers. I think she thinks she scared ya a lil..."

"Applejack." Spike promptly cut in, "Out of all the students and faculty, the thee fillies that just left are the ONLY ones here who aren't taller than me." He looked at Macareina, "No offense, but an extra six inches of height is kinda moot when the highest I've reached so far is belly button."

Macareina looked at him, more than a little surprised before sitting up, "So, yer...yer not scared a'me..?"

He shook his head, "You're too cute to be scary. Well, it looks like you two were talking about about when I came in, so I'm gonna head out in case it was personal, was mostly just dropping in to see how she's doing. Anyhoo, I will see Applejack back in the classroom after lunch, and you in there on Monday, all right?"

"O-ok/Alright.." The two mares replied, watching him head out. If he'd hung around a few second more, he probably would've heard the following:

"'Cute', huh?" Applejack gave her sister a teasing look, "Looks like someone's got an admirer."

"Oh, hush you..." Macareina retorted, cheeks pinking a little, "Don't try 'an pretend ya didn't see the way he almost went slackjawed seeing you."

"Yeah, Ah know. He's awful at hidin' it." Applejack smiled, "Poor lil' guy's probably just startin' to notice girls. But, Ah gotta admit, he's tryin' his best to look professional. Either way, the whole class'll be happy once Cadance helps him get out of that hole he's livin' in."

"What are you talkin' about, AJ? What 'hole'?"

"Ah dunno what the hell his parents are doin', but the lil feller told us he's livin' by himself at an apartment in Everfree Heights!"

When Macareina's indignant shriek of 'WHAT!?', followed by aspirations about the IQ of parents who let that happen, Spike was already outside.

He had just stepped off the walk way when it hit him, "Wait, did...did I just call one of my students 'cute'? Oh crud...!" He let out an almost pained groan at that mistake.

His whole job was riding on maintaining a measure of professionalism, especially in a place like this. It, his future career, and reputation would go down the crapper if the students, and possibly faculty, thought he was some kind of pervert or sexual deviant that was using his appearance to his advantage around if, and when, they possibly found out his actual age.

'Maybe they didn't catch it...?' He hoped, taking a few deep breaths to calm down, 'I mean, it was just a slip of the tongue. They both are pretty hot. Then again, that goes for my whole class, and nearly every coworker I've seen so far, too...NO!' He shouted mentally, 'No. You're a college teacher now, Spike. You'll get accustomed to it soon.' There was an audible 'gulp' as he tried to swallow the lump in his throat, followed by a tiny, "I hope."

By the time Spike had managed to get his nerves to settle some, a loud ringing echoed around the area, followed by a recorded announcement, 'The Cafeteria is now open for lunch. The menu includes minestrone soup, roasted daffodils, fried rice, and clover salad with saffron, along with chicken jambalaya, garlic and butter salmon, and barbecued cragadile for our carnivorous students.'

"Food...yeah, that'll help." He said to himself, making his way over, trying to ignore all the bare female flesh surrounding him once again, "Something on my stomach'll calm me down."

"Spiky!"

"Huh? What the!?" He yelped as he was suddenly yanked up off the ground, followed by his head firmly wedged in between two large, soft, microkini-clad breasts, and the scent of cotton candy filling his nose.

"Oh, Spikey, I hadn't seen you in soo long!" The mare holding him squealed, "I was worried something had happened to you!"

He quickly recognized the perky voice and pink color of the arms he was in, "Pinkie Pie? What are you...??"

"Pinkie, it's only been a couple hours." The bluish-grey colored mare beside her spoke up with a slightly bored tone. Dressed in a grey tank-top that barely held the Double-Ds inside it and skin-tight shorts, she was a little more muscular, but just as shapely as the excited mare holding him. If their coats were similar colors, they could probably pass for twins.

"Two hours!?" Pinkie half-shrieked, holding him closer, "That's still a long time! What if something had happened!? He could've gotten trampled by the track team, or scared off by one of the science club members!"

A mental run through of the seating chart, plus brought up a name for the calmer, "Um, Limestone Pie, I presume?"

"That's me." She smirked a little in pride, "The oldest outta the Pie sisters, and you already know which one of 'em has a hold of you." Limestone then nudged her sibling, inadvertently giving him a view of her breasts bouncing slightly under the thin material, "Ok, Pink, he may be adorable, but he's still our teacher. Put him down so we can go eat."

"Oh yeah!" Even though he couldn't see her face from his angle, he could tell she was looking down right at him, "You hungry too, Spikey?"

'Spikey...?'"Uh, yeah, wouldn't mind a bite to eat myseellf...f!" He barely finished the sentence when Pinkie bounced off into the cafeteria with him.

Spike's stomach growled when the smell of everything inside hit him; the ones listed from the announcement, fried chicken, eggplant parmesan, chili con carne, cheese ravioli...even the glint of gems for the few dragons that were there. The whole thing was set up buffet style, allowing students and faculty to eat their fill.

"OOH! Limey, look! They have chedderjack olives again!" Pinkie squeaked happily, letting him go and making a beeline for the mentioned item, her sister right behind her. As soon as he was free, Spike's eyes darted around, marking his targets before moving to grab one of the trays offered beginning his hunt.

Within a few minutes he had a pile of food he could barely see over, and looked heavier than him. The scene earned a few looks of amusement and slight worry from the students, most likely at the thought of him falling with all that that. Luckily, he made it to a table without any trouble.

However, it wasn't until he sat down than he saw who else was there. Most of the tables were a mix of restaurant style, seating around five or six, to banquet-like ones for twenty or so, not counting the ones outside, he'd gotten to one of the smaller tables, one was currently occupied except for the chair he'd gotten.

A quick look had him discovering Pinkie and Limestone sitting on one side, and the other sat two more mares, the beside Limestone had a turquoise-grey coat with half her face hidden by her mane, and wearing only a baggy pale grey sweater that exposed a slender pair of legs. He quickly recognized her as the one named Marble.

The other one, sitting by him, was the one that restrained Marble earlier- Maud. Like Limestone, her coat was also bluish grey, though a little darker. However, she was also naked, and considering she was sporting a figure that closely rivaled Pinkie's...Spike found himself quickly focusing all his attention on the tray before any of then noticed he'd been staring.

"How's this for luck!" Pinkie chirped, "Looks like Spikey gets to meet all of us today!"

"Hello, Spike." Maud said in an even monotone, "I see you've encountered our sisters now."

"You sisters?" He asked, turning to look at her briefly before catching himself almost looking straight at her breasts.

"Yeah, if you go by age it's me, Maud, Pinkie and Marble." Limestone said, pointing to each in turn, "The Pie sisters."

"Ah. Well, that's good to know." Spike took a deep breath to try and relax, "Um, you don't mind me eating meat here, do you?"

"I-it's ok." Marble answered quietly, "I...I just don't like the taste."

"Oh, wow. Are you sure you wanna try and eat all that, Spikey?" Pinkie asked, checking out what he'd gotten, "You could get a tummy-ache from that much!"

"That does seem like a lot." Maud agreed.

"You'll be surprised." Spike just grinned a little before digging in.

~Ten Minutes Later~

"Now that was pretty good." He smiled, using a ruby to get the last bits of marinara off a plate, to the amazed looks of four ponies.

"Great googa-mooga!" Limestone blurted, staring at the now emptied plates and bowls.

"WOW! He really did put it all away!" Pinkie rapidly shifted her gaze from him to the tray and back.

Spike picked the tray up, "I'll be back in a few minutes with the encore. The minestrone and fried rice are calling."

"Y-You're going back for more??" Marble squeaked, her visible eye widening in shock.

"Yeah, I'm still hungry. Plus, there's still that pile of fudge mint brownies I spotted at the end." As he headed back for seconds, he couldn't help but laugh a little, "And they say college food is lackluster."