Author's Note: Reverse birthday present time! Yeah, I'm gonna try and finish this on time, I may have time to write while on the road to Yosemite (or near Yosemite, depending on if we can get into the park or not).

My first thought for this prompt was to do something related to the moon level of the Ducktales NES game, but with Ducktales Remasterd, the story is pretty well fleshed out. So I went back to my old favorite, cartoon characters in the American Magical Education System!

Moon

"The moon stood still/ on blueberry hill/ and lingered until/ my dreams came true."

"Ok, listen up people." Mr. Barkin shouted at the astrology students filing onto the roof for class, "Your old astrology teacher got a generous offer to work at a magic school in Canada, so she's flown the coop. Until a new teacher is found I'll be directing you."

A loud groan came from the general direction of Ron Stoppable.

"Now, who here can tell me what the moon is?" Barkin asked.

A couple of hands went up, but the substitute teacher was surprised by one of them.

"Fenton, since when do you answer questions in class?"

"But I know this!" Danny said confidently.

"Alright, let's have it."

"The moon is a little less than 30% the size of the earth, and probably formed by a collision with a mars-sized object early in the formation of the solar system. It's almost 400000 kilometers from the earth, and—"

"I was looking for its influence on magic." Barkin interrupted. "Where'd you get all this science mumbo jumbo?"

"Oh uh…" Danny muttered, "I… wanna be an astronaut…"

The teacher sighed. "The moon, even though it's just a hunk of basalt thousands of miles from the earth, has a great effect on magic, like it does on the tides. The amount of moonlight shining on a potion can make the difference between a success and a dud, and some forms of magic, like water bending, are more powerful under a full moon. So, today you're gonna observe the moon from our telescopes."

"Uh... what does that have to do with the moon's effect on magic?" Manny Rivera asked.

"I dunno, I'm just following the class note the last teacher left." Barkin admitted. "Now get to work!"

And so the class gathered around their telescopes, taking down notes on the maria, the craters, and the brightness of the moonlight.

"Uh, Mr. Barkin, is it normal to see ducks on the moon?" Ron asked.

Everyone laughed.

"Dang it Stoppable, it's cheese that's on the moon. If you're going to be a class clown, do it right." Barkin snapped.

The teacher walked around the class, making sure everyone was busy. Everyone seemed to be getting on fine except for one student. He was sitting alone at a telescope and sighing deeply, his notes blank.

"Is everything ok here, mister…" the substitute teacher pulled out his class roll, and did a double take when he saw the name under the picture. "… of-the-southern-water-tribe, is that even your last name?"

"No, it's just Sokka, actually." The student replied.

"Well, mister Sokka, if you need any help with the assignment, don't hesitate to ask."

"No, I understand the assignment fine, I just…" Sokka sighed again.

"Well, if you understand the assignment, then just do it! Leave your lovelorn sighing for your own time." Mr. Barkin commanded.

Sokka held back another enormous sigh and picked up his pencil. Normally school stuff like this came very easily, and his inventive mind would quickly pick out a way to complete the assignment in no time. But this… it just hit too close to home. And he knew none of his other classmates would understand.

Suddenly, he felt a hand on his shoulder. He whipped around. It was Suki.

"Suki, what are you doing here?" Sokka asked. "You said you didn't want to take any night classes this year."

"I know, but I thought maybe tonight you'd want some company." She explained, sitting down beside him and nodding her head toward the full moon.

Sokka smiled. "I'd like that. I'd like that a lot."

Author's Note: I can't write drama, m'kay? I'll go back to humor next time.