Originally posted by JacopeX
(Oh, sorry. I'm a CP student 😛. Yeah I agree with you Striding cloud. 😂 However I'm enjoying this!)Sora smiles as he receives recognition from the teacher. He looks at the mickey clock wondering when class is over. He could not wait to meet his new teachers and his class mates.
Donald writes down everything as his Pencil started to smoke due to the strong pressing friction from Donald's intense writing. This was all frustrating of course.
After a fair amounts of minutes, an estimated half hour of babbling about one mathematical term after the other did Ludvig too check the clock up on the wall. He chuckled with a smile and finished it of-
"Now, as ein conclusion, ein algorith refers to a precise prescription of a solution to a problem, given by a step-by-step description.
I am Ludvig and you are all dismissed. You are not getting any homework this time, so enjoy your stay at Mickey High. If you need anything, I can be found either in this classroom or the teacher quarters in the southern section of the building"
Ludvig said with a smile as the clock rang.
Originally posted by Striding Cloud
Masane smiled and felt her hands over the dough. She observed it for a while and began to move her hands in a fast like manner around the dough. It was a mystery what she was making. "Dough Dough Dough. Knead Knead Knead. Form Form Form. Relaxe Relaxe Relaxe. Form Form Form!" She yelled as she continued to chant and her hands continued to move around quickly. Leon stared at the dough for a while and began to play with it. After a while it had started to form out into a shape. It looked a lot like his Gun Blade.(Awesome! Can't wait till it starts getting crazy. And same here Jacope it is fun lol!)
"Good! Good! Gooooood!" Kronk said with a winking, as he brought up a plate for each and every one. He also picked up a number of ingrediences, among other things; raisins, flour, oranges, apples, jam, sprinkles, peanuts and many other things.
"Now you decorate" He said as he grabbed his squirrle-formed dough and a couple of raisins.
"After this, we are putting it into the oven, we wait and when it is done we make the final touch. Glazing, cream, ketchup or whatnow it is that you prefere. After that you can grant your friends and family a delicious cookie, bread or whatnow you are creating"
He laughed in the thypical, stale way that he always did, before opening an oven with his foot and throwing his creation into it. It was special designed Mickey ovens and all the details were not required. The only buttons was a timer and an on/off button. The oven did all the rest, including adjusting heat and much more.
Originally posted by Riku-Donovan
Jack took his seat in the back corner of the room, ignoring Yzma and instead studying the various rings and trinkets upon his hands and in his hair. An interesting turn of events, this. Me, in a school... Well, I bloody well don't intend on failing, though it would be nice if something interesting happened. Just as he thought it, the plant in the corner grew legs and ran out of the room. Right, s'pose I asked for that...
"Good work, Pigglet. I especially like the final touch with the crocodile furr" Yzma said and patted the little pig on the head. The potion was completed and only God knew what the result would be. She looked around in the classroom and her eyes caught Jack who sat down, somewhat distant at mind. She grinned:
"JACK! Will you have the honor of trying out this wonderful potion?"