FPE Impetus AU: Grading

As Engel and Bubble are walking to Miss Sasha's art room, Riley rushes by them while covering her eyes. Bubble: Never seen her look that upset. Anyway, what'd you need from the art room? Engel: You know what happened to Claire, Abbie, and Lana? Bubble: Y-Yeah! *Her Expression sours* Engel: If we're this upset, then their parents must be miserable. Bubble: How is the art room going to fix that? Engel: Us three are gonna make care packages for them. Bubble: Do we even know who their parents even are? *Engel and Bubble open the doors to the art room. Miss Sasha is currently at her desk. The kindergarteners are currently drawing. * Engel: Hi Miss Sasha. Just here to start working on the packages I told you about. *Engel turns back to Bubble as Engel starts grabbing supplies. * I was gonna ask Miss Grace to tell us. If not, she could send them herself, but I wanted to give the packages personally. Bubble: Do you really think she'd just give us the location of a student's home because we asked? Engel: Well .... No. Bubble: Then wh- Chip: What's a care package? *Bubble and Engel notice Chip, Zip's brother, looking right at them. * Bubble: Oh. Well, ... A care package is a gift that you give someone when they've lost someone they care about. Chip: If there lost, then why can't they find them? *Bubble realizes how her phrasing has backfired* Bubble: Some people are lost in ways that make them unable to be found. You remember Claire? *Chip Nods his head. * Well, she's lost. But only specific pieces. Her body is there, but her voice is missing. She can't talk or move. And no matter how hard anyone looks, they'll never find the parts that were missing. That's the part that people care about. We're gonna give Claire's parents and other students parents gifts to make them feel better about losing those parts that they cared about. *Chip walks towards Sasha* Chip: Miss Sasha. Miss Sasha: Oh. Yes. Chip: Can I go to the pool with Zip? Miss Sasha: You'll need supervision and I'm not sure if she's there. I'll walk with you to the pool, and if she's not there, we'll come back to the class. Chip: Okay. Miss Sasha: Engel. Bubble. You can look after the Kindergarteners while I'm gone. Make sure they don't get hurt. Engel and Bubble: Yes, Miss Sasha. *Miss Sasha and Chip walk out of the room towards the pool. * Bubble: As I was saying. If we don't know where their parents are, then why are we even starting with the packages? Engel: I just wanted an excuse to think about Abbie and Lana again. You said that I would think about this. What better way to think about someone than to make packages focused on them? Even if they're never sent, it'd at least make this easier on US. Bubble: Okay. I get it. Hey, why did you say "three" earlier? Before Engel answers, the door opens up. Skell walks through with a bag filled with various gifts and other supplies. Wrapping paper. Wool. Gift cards. Etc. Bubble: Skell? Why him? Engel: Well, h- Skell: Again, I needed an excuse to talk. Engel. *Skell puts the bags down and opens the door. * Let's talk. Engel and Skell move outside the door while Bubble starts working on the packages. Engel: What else do you have to say? Skell: Abbie and Lana's parents. Do you think that they'll care? Engel: Of course they would. Skell: Do you find it weird that nothing's happened to this school despite the SLAUGHTER of three of our classmates? *Engel ponders about this. Surely the parents would have been notified about something like this. * Skell: A parent would never let their child go to school after something like that. At least, not one who cares. *Engel looks directly at Skell, waiting to see what his point is. * Skell: The fact that you, Bubble, and every other student still goes to this school is evidence that none of our parent's care about us. *Skell unfolds his wings. Skell flies off to get to his next class early. Engel joins Bubble with starting the packages. Lana's package has wool wrapped around it with a grey color scheme while Abbie's doesn't have much. * *Miss Sasha walks Chip to the pool. * Chip: Miss Sasha. Why doesn't Lilly play with us? Miss Sasha: Lilly? She- *Miss Sasha herself doesn't even know. * I don't know. Don't worry. I'm trying my best to help. They enter the pool room and within, Zip, Oliver/Katie, Edward, and Robby stand at various points. Robby testing the pool temperature once again. Zip and Edward swimming in the pool. Oliver/Katie consuming a "delicious" bar of soap. *Chip starts to run towards the pool, but Miss Sasha grabs his arm. * Miss Sasha: No running, remember? Chip: Yes, Miss Sasha. Chip WALKS towards the pool, causing Oliver/Katie to notice him. Oliver/K: Hey! Zip! Your brother's here. *Zip gets out of the pool. * Chip: Can we be pirates again? Zip: Sure! Just gotta get the pirate hook and sh- Edward: Nope! Not again. *Edward gets out of the pool, not wanting to get hut by a pirate ship like last time. Miss Sasha exits the pool to return to her classroom. * Oliver/Katie: Hey, Edward. Why didn't you join us with our last prank? It was hilarious. Edward: It probably was, but I know the teacher's berated you two for it. Don't wanna get in too much trouble. *Chip and Zip retrieve a pirate ship hook. They set sail on the open... pool. * Zip: Oh, I forgot. Hey, Chip, what'd you learn today? Chip: I learned to mix colors and about care packages. Zip: That's gre- Wait, care packages? Why'd you learn about that? Chip: Engel and Bubble made some for some of the students' parents that went missing. Zip: Hmm. Okay. Wait. They know those guys parents? Chip: Don't know. They said they'd ask Grace for the location. *They put up the boat before the bell rings. They both exit the pool as they all exit the room. * Zip: Hey Oliver/Katie. Oliver/K: Hmm? Zip: Engel and Bubble are making care packages. They don't know the location yet. I'm thinking we pull a giant prank on them. Oliver/K: Nah. Zip: What? Oliver/K: When they see the parent's reaction? That'll be better than any prank we could pull on them. I'll get Miss Grace to give them the location. Zip: I hope you're right. Hey Zip. You know Lilly? Chip: Yeah. Zip: You think you could bring her to the pool? Chip: But she can't swim. Zip: That's why I wanna bring her. We're gonna teach her how. In Miss Circle's room: *Miss Circle's compass detaches and returns to more human-like shape. Mister Compass stretches, as it's been hours since he's moved around. * Mister Compass: I’ll take a walk in the hallway. Bye. Miss Circle: Usually, you only do this during break time. Mister Compass: You're strong enough to kill a student without me. Your claw should be good enough. *As the students walk, they arrive at Mister Demi's class. * Mister Demi: Hello ... class. Today will be slightly different from previous lessons. I'll explain after I do this. *Mister Demi moves towards a keyboard and plays a basic melody to the best of his ability. Mister Compass walks by and listens to it. It's ... nice. * Mister Demi: As a class project, you'll need to create a song in groups based on the melody I played. Each of you must contribute in order to receive a high grade. *For the rest of the class, the students group up to try and think of what instruments to use. When the bell rings, they move on to their last class, Miss Thavel's. As Mister Demi sits in his chair, Mister Compass walks in. * Mister Compass: Hey. *Mister Demi falls out of his chair upon seeing him. * Mister Demi: Wha- I- you- Mister Compass: Calm down. I actually wanted to say, that melody you played... It was nice. Mister Demi: O-oh. Is that all. Mister Compass: You think you could play some more? Mister Demi: Is it okay if I... don't. Mister Compass: Why? Is something wrong? Mister Demi: Nothing. I'm just ... uh, really ti- Mister Compass: You're afraid of me, aren't you? *Mister Demi look away. That confirms it. * Fine. You'd play music worse if you were afraid anyway. *Mister Compass leaves the room. Mister Demi starts breathing heavily. He's lucky. Mister Compass could've killed him. And if not him, he could've gotten Miss Circle to do it. * *As Mister Compass walks past a door, it slightly opens. * Miss Thavel: Hey Cir- *Mister Compass turns around. * oh. sorry compass. *Thavel closes the door. *