Chapter 1 : Schoolsick*edited*

Chapter One: Schoolsick

How to start the day. With C.D. Scratch

Step 1:

Wake up, yawn, look around. Admire your surroundings, because in a few minutes, you will miss them dearly.

Step 2:

Comb mane. Comb in a way that keeps your standard bed head fashion, but fastens it to a shape that looks like that on purpose. Add water...and presto! Your the daydream of some lucky filly.

Step 3:

Now that you realized what day it was, Monday, you moan and groan about how boring and inefficient school was. In fact, you once should your beloved parents that the word "School" was a carefully organized code.

Six. Crappy. Hours. Of. Our. Lives

As funny, amusing, and right you were, all points were refuted. And you were going to school. Sucks to be you.

Step 4

After about 5 minutes of hard thinking, thinking you should be putting to more important things, you think up a plan. A brilliant plan might you add. You were going to attempt to fake sick. How might you ask? Well...You simply do as follows. Take a thermometer and heat up the end that doesn't go in your mouth. Place a warm, neatly folded wet rag on your forehead. Take some markers and draw dots all over your face, any color works. And boom! Your dying! Isn't that grand? You simply get back in bed and await your morning wake up call...

"Cee~!" That voice is no other then C.D.'s mother, Vinyl Scratch who appears to have had a rough night. Seeing how she was out with her beloved mare, Octavia. Or "Octy" as she called her, and did not return home till late. Those two had quite a history of...C.D. quickly shook all thoughts about his Mothers' love life.*He shudders*

         "Hey, little dude! Get up. It's a school day! Wait...." She observes her foal in terror. She notices the spots and the rag.

  She grabs the thermometer, which was still warm, and gently places it in his muzzle. Her eyes widen, not that you would notice  with her glasses, as the temperature flew up to one hundred degrees.

         "Oh Crap! Octy!" She trots out of the room as Cee snickers under his blanket. He wasn't really surprised that Vinyl took the bait, who he was really concerned about was-

         "Hurry! Before it's too late!"

         "Come down, Vinyl. I'm sure he's not DYING." That slightly accented voice was Octavia Philharmonica,  C.D.'s other mother. She trotted into the room, with Vinyl close behind. She was speaking nonsense, like always.

         "What if he's turning into a monster? Like that one movie? You know the one with the colt who TURNS INTO A MONSTER? Oh, wait. If he did, could we train him? That would be RAD! Having a monster for a son. That would be a killer song! Like with guitar solos and-"

         She was quickly cut off by Octavia, who was now staring in a 'What are you talking about?' or 'What are you ON?' sort of way. C.D. was now on the verge of busting out laughing.

         "Hmm....Somethings a bit odd about this. I mean he was fine yesterday and the moments before we left last night." She said to the DJ pony who's now daydreaming about the night in question. "Vinyl! Seriously, look. Isn't something out of place here?" She looked vigorously around the room. Searching for anything. Vinyl sat on her haunches and looked at Cee. His eyes were slightly open and he was shivering. He was quite the actor. She turned to his night stand and noticed a few markers.

"Hey, Octy." asked Vinyl."What color are his spots?"

         "Red and green." Octavia said, petting her 'sick' son.

         "Oh...Well, uh, aren't these markers here the same color?"

          Cee's eyes shot open and turned to the markers in question. 'Crap.' Busted. Cee knew he was caught. This happens all the time. Either the act didn't work, or when Octy or Vinyl got home, he would act all better. 'How could I have forgotten about those?' He thought. 'Wasn't 'Hide evidence' on the check list?'

Step 5: Nope.

"Christoffer-Dodavah Scratch!" Octavia spoke in a serious voice. "Explain why you almost tricked Vinyl and I into thinking you were deathly ill."

         "Uh...Well..." Cee scrambled to find the right words. "You know, I can't really think of excuse at the moment, and I see that I'm late for school. So, I'LL be the responsible one..." he said with a nervous laugh. "And... You know...hehe-" *runs out of room grabbing his c.d. player and hat*

         Octavia shook her head while smiling at C.D. as he trotted away,"He'll try this again tomorrow won't he?" She turns around to find Vinyl now laughing uncontrollably at what just happened. "...And you'll fall for it again, won't you?"

         "Oh lighten up, Octy! He knew he was gonna have to go. Yeah, he'll probably try this again, but end up the same way..." she said as she nuzzled up against Octavia, nuzzled back. "He'll run away with his tail between his legs at the fear of facing his terrifying mother." She kissed Octavia on the cheek and trotted out of the room.

         "Yeah, maybe you're right...Wait! DID YOU JUST CALL ME TERRIFYING?!" She ran out of the room to catch Vinyl, whose now trotting about while giggling.

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                              Authors Notes

                    2/6/12 Sup, ponies! I edited this a little. So, yeah! Hope you enjoyed it.

                                                                              -TLC