Chapter 21. Class:

Spitfire got to the skyline of the clouds. Scootaloo was flying beside her but she struggled to stay in the air.

"Your wings are still a bit too small but they'll get bigger. So don't worry." Spitfire smiled.

"Okay."

"Now dive!"

Scootaloo shot toward the ground like a bullet. Going faster than Spitfire herself, she tried to catch up but it was no use. Scoot was already at the ground before she could even see the house. When Spit hit the ground she looked to see Scootaloo with her friends.

"Wow! That was amazin!" AppleBloom said.

"Who taught you to fly? Was it rainbow dash?" SweetieBell asked.

"Did Derpy teach you?" RainbowApple said.

"No, Spitfire taught me." She said.

"Hi." Spitfire sounded shy in her words.

"Hey! So I heard you're gonna be teachin us." AppleBloom said.

"Yes."

"Cool! Wait isn't you that famous racing pony?" SweetieBell asked.

"Yeah that's me!"

"Cool!" The two ponies said.

"And you've been teaching my sis?"

"Yeah, why did I do something wrong?"

"No."

"Ok, thanks. I didn't want to go against you or anything."

"What do you mean?"

"Well when I was little my friend taught me how to fly but my mom freaked out and told him off. She also tied me wings under me so I couldn't fly."

"Really?"

"Yeah. Everypony made fun of me."

"Wow Spitfire, I know your mom was a bitch but I didn't know she was that mean." Rainbow Dash walked out of the house.

"Oh hey."

"So you're teaching Scootaloo how to fly?"

"Yes, sorry if you wanted to teach your daughter."

"No it's fine that you teach our daughter."

"Our?"

"Yeah, what you live her for seven months and you don't think we'd let you into the family."

"Seven? Has it really been that long?"

"About."

"Ok."

"The school opens in two hours!"

Spitfire rushed toward the school. She got there and everything looked just out of the box new. She got her thing together and looked at the wall were the chock board was.

"What the hell is this!?"

"It's a smart board."

"Humphrey?"

"Yeah?"

"Oh thank goodness, now how do you work this?"

"You turn it on and it projects a picture onto the screen."

"How?"

"With a computer."

"Humphrey! You know I don't use those!" Spitfire dug her head into her hooves.

"I'll show you how it works."

"All I know what to do is press the power button to turn it on and off."

"Well that's more than I thought you knew."

"Yeah but I don't know how to use this."

"Ok," Humphrey turned it on. "You use this cord to plug in your computer and this cord go's into the outlet here."

"I have no idea what he's saying." She thought in her head. "How did you get it to turn on when it wasn't plugged in?"

"I don't really know." He said scratching his head.

"Your one fucked up wolf."

"Yeah I know, but I'm not a wolf right now am I?"

"No, but your still weird. In a good way."

"Thanks?"

"You're welcome."

"Well anyways. If you want to freeze it just hit the nine button."

"Ok, thanks. I think they will like it."

"I hope so. This stuff cost. . ."

"Who cares about the cost? It's not like it affects your amount of bits you have."

"You're right about that."

"You should leave."

"Why?"

"Because class starts in ten minutes."

"Where is everyone?"

"I don't know."

"Sorry I mean everypony."

"I know what you meant."

"Okay!"

"Well bye."

"Can't I stay?"

"Humphrey. Why would you want to stay here and listen to me talking about something you do every day?"

"Spitfire, both you and me know you don't have an assistant."

"So, I'll persuade Soarin' somehow."

"But what if you can't?"

"I'll ask Rainbow Dash."

"But what if she gets made fun of and starts crying and runs out?"

"I wouldn't want to hurt her feelings."

"Yeah so you might want to try and get Soarin' or go with me."

"I'll think about it."

"Hey Spitfire!" Scootaloo walked in the door followed be all the other young fillies.

"Oh look it's you!" Silver spoon walked in being her bitchy self.

"What do you want!?"

"Well ever since diamond tiara left to that insane asylum after losing her dad I've been alone. Thanks to your whore of a mother!"

"Fuck you! She's not a whore!"

"Hey! Watch your language!" Spitfire told them.

"And you should go back to being the sex toy of the wonder boltz." Silver stormed out of the school house.

"What's wrong with her?" Humphrey asked.

"She's just being her bitchy little whore self." Scootaloo said.

"Scootaloo!"

"Sorry mom."

"Just learn to control your mouth."

"Okay, sorry."

Well I'll be in the back." Humphrey grabbed a chair and sat in the back of the room practically invisible to the fillies.

"Alright class, today we are going to look at the reproductive system of a pony."

"Ewe!" The class responded.

"Yeah it is pretty gross. Now if you look here," Spitfire switched to a male pony's penis. "The penis is the male's reproductive system."

One of the fillies raises her hand. "Are we supposed to be taking notes?"

"Well you don't have to, but I'd recommend it."

"Ok!" They said pulling out paper and taking notes.

"And this is a closer look at the penis."

"Ewe!"

"Ha ha. Yeah, continue."

"Ewwwwwww!"

"Now this little sack right here is called the testicles. They hold sperm that is used to reproduce foal."

"So this is we lived before our dads and moms had sex?"

"Precisely! Now this is what a sperm looks like."

"Why does it look like a snake with a giant head?"

"I don't really know the answer to that. Now if you look here this is called the prostate gland."

"Ewe!"

Another filly raised his hand. "So is this pony anatomy or human anatomy?"

"Um pony?"

"You don't sound too sure of yourself."

"... Humphrey! Get up here!"

"Ok ok what did I do?"

"Nothing yet but are you sure that this isn't human anatomy?"

"90% sure!"

"Ok, then I'll continue with the penis. Alright class," the same filly raised his hand. "Yes."

"Where is the picture?"

"It's right here." Spitfire flipped to the next slide.

"Ewe!"

"This is the outside of the scrotum. It kind of looks like a hockey stick of you think about it. Notice that it is all wrinkly in the beginning and all tight and strait in toward the end. The wrinkled part is called the outer lamina of prenuptial fold. If I'm saying that right."

"What about the really wrinkly part before that?" AppleBloom asked.

"Oh don't worry about it; it won't be on the test."

"But what if we want to know it?"

"It's called the internal lamina of the external fold of the prepuce. Now moving on to the bit more tighter lining. This is called the prenuptial ring. Its name is a bit weird saying, you can try saying it if you want, but please do it on your own time. Now then this is the inner lamina. The full name is the inner lamina of prenuptial fold."

"That's a weird name." Scootaloo said.

"Yes it is. I don't know why it's called that. Maybe a scientist got bored or something or other. Now this is the attachment to the inner lamina of the penis. It holds the penis from falling apart so mares take a moment to right that down and remember it for when your boyfriend cheats on you," Spitfire joked. "This is the free part of the penis. So you know how you go to the store and you see those dick rings? Well this is the area you put them in."

"Why do they make those?"

"Well they are kind of like condoms but you still get pregnant if you use one. It's just to extend the climax time so you can pull it out before you climax into your partner."

"Will your partner be wearing one in the live demonstration?" SweetieBell asked.

"I don't know I haven't asked them. Anyway this is the corona glandis, boys you know how when you pull your penis back and the skin starts to rip a little?"

"Yes." Most if the little colts answered.

"Well when you turn into a full grown colt your corona will be completely visible."

"Does it hurt?" One of them asked.

"I wouldn't know, but I assume not. Now onto the tip or the glans penis. You little colts know that part of when you climax to playpony or some porn magazine like that the tip gets all covered in orgasm or sperm. Whichever you want to call it. "

"No."

"Very funny. I know most of you have looked at porn. Or you would've said now to the first question."

"Yes." Most of the colts admitted.

"Well this us the final part of the penis. The urethral process. This is where all the pee comes out of. It's kind of gross but this is also were your sperm exists. Oh look at the time! Ok class tomorrow we will look at the mare's reproductive system, oh and silver spoon I would like you to stay after class."

"Ooooooh!" The rest of the class said as they left.

"What is it miss..."

"Fire and the problem is that I saw you passing notes in class."

"What the, how?"

"Because of I have eyes in the back of the room."

"But."

"No, now where are the notes?"

"Right here ma'am." Silver spoon handed Spitfire the notes and she left.

"What do they say?" Humphrey asked.

"She thinks I'm a slut that should sell her body at a hobo house for free, I'm just Soarin's play toy and I should kill myself."

"That's terrible."

"I know, what did I ever do to her?"

"Nothing that I can think of."

"Well I have to get tomorrow's listen set up for tomorrow. Can I do it in peace?"

"You want me to leave don't you?"

"Yeah."

"Ok bye!" Humphrey left.

"I wonder if any of them noticed Scootaloo hoofing herself." Spitfire thought to herself as she worked.

"I hope none of them did. She'd be made fun off for the rest of the year." Spitfire chose to forget it and continued working on the listen for tomorrow's class.