Creaking sounds accompany the tittering of songbirds as the students wait patiently for their professor to begin class. Professor Arbol is slowly making his way behind the podium, and each movement takes far longer than expected. His stiff body looks more oak than man at this point, yet he doesn't revert his manifestation; It's as if he's become a tree permanently.

Several quiet sighs of relief fill the classroom as Professor Arbol arrives behind his podium. Green thin vines cover the chalkboard, and tiny flowers bloom along these vines to create words as Professor Arbol speaks:

"Welcome... to botany... class." Professor Arbol begins.

Michael shakes his head to rid himself of the sleepiness, and gets his notebook ready. Several students are sleeping, and Scy is one of them. Michael nudges Scy quickly as the flowers behind Professor Arbol start spelling out something.

"Today we... are learning... about manashrooms." Prof. Arbol continues.

The entire class goes on like this, and by the end of it Michael wants to scream. He manages to note down everything Professor Arbol says, but it doesn't make him feel any less frustrated with the long winded lecture.

In summary, Michael learns that manashrooms absorb magic power from the environment around them, and that these manashrooms are used in lots of potions as well as mage food. Speaking of food; It's finally lunch time.

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Michael's stomach gurgles hungrily as he peruses the alien menu in the cafeteria. There's a variety of options to choose from, yet none of them are familiar to Michael. Scy gives him a pitying smile as he gets himself a hellfire grilled cheese with a side of sliced witch apples.

"Just pick something that looks good, it doesn't taste that different from mageless food." Jamie says from behind Michael.

Michael jumps a bit at Jamie's sudden appearance, but he quickly relaxes upon recognizing his voice. Jamie is just as fearless as Scy; This time Michael watches Jamie walk off with a demon fish filet and some baby topaz carrots.

"I'll just pick something..."

With a sigh, Michael goes up to the counter and takes a couple seconds to look at the menu before ordering fried demon bird drumsticks with mashed golem cores. Michael's eyes are wide at the names of the food items, and he wonders why mages would eat something so valuable sounding.

Scy and Jamie are already sitting together; There's an unfamiliar girl wearing round glasses sitting at the same table, but she's minding her own business rather than talking. Michael sits down beside Scy, and takes a whiff of his fried demon bird drumsticks.

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"It won't bite you, dude." Scy says with a laugh.

"I know it won't, ok? Just... let me psyche myself up for this." Michael replies in exasperation.

Michael picks up the comically large leg bone with one hand before sinking his teeth into the crispy battered bird meat. It tastes heavenly, and reminds Michael of fried chicken, yet the flavors are so much richer than he's used to.

"Damn! Okay, that's not bad..." Michael says with a mouthful.

Scy shakes his head as he enjoys his own lunch; The grilled cheese smells faintly of burnt hair, but Michael can imagine it tastes just as spectacular as his own meal. Jamie is also enjoying himself with a mouthful of demon fish meat.

Michael is a little curious about the girl sitting across form them at the table, but she's just minding her own business. She eats and looks over her notebooks as if deep in thought while the three of them talk and eat.

"So what's your manifest?" Michael asks Scy curiously.

Scy opens his mouth to answer when the cafeteria is thrown into chaos by a few huge molten balls of cheese flying overhead and exploding into a gooey mess!

"FOOD FIGHT!" Someone shouts.

Within moments there's a slurry of food related magical attacks being thrown around the cafeteria, and the people serving food shutter their windows just before several attacks land where they would have been had they not moved. Michael's face pales as he seed a huge smokey explosion two tables over.

"What the fuck is happening?!" Michael asks.

Scy grabs him and pulls him under the table while Jamie glows a faint silver light; Several chunks of bone burst from the cafeteria floor to create walls around their table. The girl with round glasses is beneath the table with them; She's still looking at her notebooks!

"It's a food fight! This is way worse than the ones back in elementary!" Scy laughs.

"It's not that much worse. They're just using some... bigger spells." Jamie says flatly.

Michael's expression twists as he listens to his friends talk. Apparently this isn't that strange to them, and is even a thing that happens in lower grade mage schools. The ground trembles as something big roars loudly outside, and Michael's curiosity gets the better of him.

He peeks outside of their half bone half cafeteria table bunker to see a huge golem made out of vanilla cake; The thing is slamming its icing covered fists into a neighboring table while several students lie unconscious beside its big spongy cake feet. Michael ducks back inside.

"I really hope this doesn't happen everyday..." Michael mutters.

Scy and Jamie smirk at that, but don't say anything. Michael notices this and is about to speak up when the atmosphere changes; Jamie's bone wall crumbles, and the whole cafeteria goes silent as the magic in the air is dispersed into warm air.

"Detention! All of you!" Professor King roars.

With one spell Professor King managed to dispel the entire food fight, and now he's dished out a mandatory detention for all the classes gathered here. Even those who didn't participate are thrown under the bus.

"You'll all be spending two hours with Professor Frost after your classes are over! Good luck." Professor King frowns gravely.

While most of the students wear an expression of dread, Michael's group as well as a few others look confused. They had yet to meet Professor Frost, and thus have no idea what they're in for.

"Who's Professor Frost..?" Scy asks Jamie.

"No Idea." Jamie replies immediately.

The bespectacled girl sitting with them clears her throat before answering Scy's question.

"Ahem. Professor Frost is a militant ice queen, and our instructor for health class." She explains.