When Worlds Collide

by Frozen Quill

The Art of Lying Down

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Sighing internally, Rose opens the door to her new classroom, seeing that only so many people have actually arrived so she has a chance to calm herself from lunch. Scanning the room to see rows upon rows of seats all narrowing down onto a large chalkboard for lectures, her eyes meeting a familiar face which brought a gaping smile across her face, suddenly gasping and shaking her head trying not to break her appearance. She wandered up to the back row, climbing a hefty chunk of steps to sit next to a pale sky blue Hippogriff who was waving his hand back and forth with a gleaming smile on his face. His mane was in a stylish dark blue mohawk whilst his eyes were a bright salmon pink, "Rose!! I saved you a seat!"

Rose couldn't help but giggle at the Hippogriff, placing down her bag and sitting next to him with a great smile, "Tiberius, it's been a while since I last saw you, how's your Mum and Dad?"

Tiberius chuckled as he placed a hand on the back of his neck with an enthusiastic tone, "She's fantastic, I can't believe she fell down the stairs and had to be in crutches for two months. But I think she loves it, Dad tends to her constantly with so much heart." He gave a calming smirk before giving her a nudge on the shoulder, "What 'bout you, finally got away and are free to do whatever you want. I bet you are running around the dorm like a newborn puppy eating whatever you want, huh?"

Rose chuckled as she went down her bag to bring out a notepad and pen, staring at the Hippogriff, "You bet your tail feathers I am, so many foods to try, so much freedom to run around the room naked for like three hours before my roommate showed up and forced me to get changed."

Tiberius' eyebrows perched up as he tilted his head down, humming twice one slower than the other, "For three hours?"

Rose laughed, covering up her mouth before taking her pen and pointing it towards Tiberius, "Don't knock it till you try it, which are the words you use all the time need I remind you."

"Nice to know you are using my advice soo seriously," Tiberius chuckled as he took out his notepad and pen, "From the day we first met as foals, I knew you would be a laugh, Miss Grouchy Mornings."

"Sir Farts Galor."

"Perfect Mane Tuesday."

"Cologn Must."

"Exhibitionist"

"See you next Thursday."

Tiberius gasped, leaving his mouth wide open before chuckling and waving his finger towards her, "Oh Ooh, you cheeky, bad mouthing Changeling needs to learn some manners."

"I learned from the best." Rose cheekily gloats only to stop when the door to the room opened. Everyone there fixed their eyes to the entrance to see a middle-aged brown earth pony walk in with a wooden stick, his eyes were stern, his mane had a clear parting at a 45-degree angle on his left side that portrayed a come over with a flick of his fringe.

"Okay class, let us get the most important question of the way first." The Earth Pony groaned as he walked towards the table by the chalkboard, resting his body against it, "The name's Roff and I will be teaching you all about the ins and outs of Psychology."

Tiberius leant over to Rose, whispering ever so slightly "This seems a little strange doesn't it?"

"Shh" Rose hushed the Hippogriff, trying to continue to the lecturer.

"In these classes, you will be learning all about how Psychology is the scientific study of the mind and behaviour. Psychology is a multifaceted discipline and includes many sub-fields of study such areas as individual development, sports, health, clinical, social behaviour and cognitive processes. and in due time you will be able to deduce it as a whole." Roff paused, looking around the room, stopping on Rose and starring in an angry manner that made her get goosebumps, "I will be your main lecturer for the first and last years, your second will be done by another whom I have forgotten. That is all, and you are dismissed."

Tiberius deadpans as he turns his head towards Rose, "That was short lived..." The Changeling in front of him was fixated on starring in front of her that made him full of worry, "Rose? You 'ight?"

The Changeling gasped as she swiftly put the notepad and pen back into her bag, standing up from her chair before smiling at Tiberius, "I'm perfectly fine, But I have to go, I need to get some shopping for the fridge in my room. It was nice seeing you again, Tiberius. Call me when you want to speak, okay?" She finished as she started to walk down the stairs.

Tiberius waved towards her with a smile only for it fade as she left the room. He clenched his fist lightly, giving out an annoyed sigh, "I didn't do it, again..."


As Rose gets into the room she can hear the shower going, figuring Glacier must be done for the day also. Rose smiles as she opens her mouth, freezing in place as she takes in a deep breath: halting her decision about alerting him to her presence back in the room. She felt uneasy about the incident at the lunch hall, reminding herself that Glacier lied about getting a drink and coming back. The Changeling's mood dropped even lower as it was her fault her roommate is avoiding her. She let out a winded sigh, putting her bag down on the sofa before making her way into the kitchen. Rose opened the fridge door, reaching in and pulling out an apple and lime soda bottle before getting a glass and pouring it in; staying in the kitchen as she drank the sweet cold beverage.

Through the gap in the kitchen, she could see Glacier's messenger bag laying open on the coffee table in the living room. A quick thought entered her mind from lunch when Sky mentioned Glacier drawing 'another' picture. She swiftly moved from the kitchen with her soda in tow and quickly went down Glacier's bag, going through random pens, pencils, brushes, paints, but an A4 sketch pad was familiar to her. Taking it out of the bag, Rose opened it up, flicking through some of the pages, smiling at each sketch that he has done. Rose's smile faded as she flipped over to the page of her portrait sleeping. Her face blushed red as she saw Glacier get her proportions right in every aspect when she slept, her mouth open like a flytrap, "H-h-he drew me sleeping?" Rose whispered as her eyes glued to the page.

After a couple of minutes go by with her staring at the delicate detail of the hand-drawn image, the shower shuts off and out the corner of her eye she spots Glacier move from the bathroom to the bedroom with a towel. Rose suddenly put both her hands behind, her cheeks a beet red as she put on her most gentle smile towards the Dragon, trying to hide what she's got behind her back, "Hello, friend, how was your class?"

"The second half was rather short, I see you got along with the two who followed me around... They aren't terrible..." Glacier comments, not sure entirely how to word it.

Rose giggled as she softly placed the sketchpad on the table before walking towards the bedroom door, standing at the entrance of the kitchen as she had the soda in her hands once again, "They were very nice to talk to and have a laugh with, I also have their number so I can speak to them soon. Do you want them?"

"That wouldn't be a terrible idea... Also, I wanted to apologise for lunch. After getting my soda, I was ambushed by Smoke who wanted to talk about something important, apparently." Glacier sighs, walking out of the bedroom wearing a pair of loose shorts, "It was annoying though, so I cut him short... When I returned you were yelling and seemingly having an exciting conversation with Sky and Lavender, so I just hung back a little."

"If you had somewhere to be, somewhere important, don't worry about it." Rose huffed a smiling sigh only to feel a sharp pain in her chest, "We thought you had someplace to be so we just didn't say anything and continued our conversation."

Glacier rubs the back of his neck, seemingly uneasy as he moves to sit on the sofa, "I've been very flaky lately, since Saturday. It's just me being stupid, don't worry about it."

Walking into the kitchen once more, Rose took out a microwavable chicken curry. She unsealed it before placing the black plastic container into the microwave, turning the dial for 5 minutes before resting her head on the side to watch it spin round and round with a flat expression, whispering, "Sure..."


Author's Note

There will be short chapters like this but they are rather rare later on. I suppose they class as small filler chapters where we didn't have much to say but normally have decent sized chapters after them with more content. We thank you for your patience and support!

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