Ms. Magister Mysterious Mysteries
Sum: The students have some theories about their teacher.
Anti-Cosmo got poofed into room 720 a few minutes before school was supposed to start. Only one person was missing from class, which really caught Anti-Cosmo's attention.
"Woah, the teacher isn't here," he said.
Anti-Wanda floated next to him. "Ms. Magister hasn't missed class before. Do you think something happened?"
"She's never missed a single day of school? Haven't you had her for decades?"
Shrugging, Anti-Wanda said "I don't know."
"Intriguing. With such little passion for teaching, I'd think she'd get out of it as often as possible."
Blaine looked at the young anti-fairy. "Why do you care?"
"Because what if she's forced to be here because she's not what she seems. A fairy? Ha, I scoff at the thought. I've never seen a super happy Ms. Anti-Teacher roaming the streets of Anti-Fairy World because it doesn't exist. She's a changeling."
"A what?" Blaine said skeptically.
"What's that?" Anti-Wanda asked excitedly.
"Well..." Anti-Cosmo dimmed the lights a little bit and made his wand illuminate blue light under his face. "A changeling is a puppet made by fairies to replace the godchildren that got 'lost' during a wish. One day, too much magic was being used and became sentient. Granted it free will. It can shapeshift into any form, to become any kid. Soon, the creators of these creatures got fired from being godparent and thrown in jail for 'loosing' a god kid. What shall happen to a changeling now?"
"They die!" Anti-Wanda guessed happily.
"Not exactly. Those fairies lose their magic, so it goes back to their changelings. Now changelings, made of magic, can use magic, but they don't want to. They serve their master with an undying loyalty. A master who lets a young earth dweller get 'lost'. Well, one fairy 'lost' her child on purpose. After being imprisoned, that fairy hated all magical creatures along with the young. That child-losing fairy told her changeling to go find magical children and ruin their lives like how her life was ruined."
"Is Ms. Magister really ruining our lives?" Anti-Wanda asked.
"No," Blaine said.
"Yes," Anti-Cosmo said. "She's been sapping us. Making us weaker, and weaker. Why do you think none of us graduated?"
"Because we're still too young," Blaine said.
"Perhaps, but more likely is that the teacher is forcing us back to feed off of us. She's special needs teacher because we're easiest to drain. If we weren't immortal, we're bound to be finished off for good soon. Oh wait, only Anti-Wanda and I are immortal." Anti-Cosmo shrugged. "I'd like to say it was nice knowing ya, but it honestly wasn't. Have fun being changeling food."
Maria laughed. "Have fun being changeling food," she repeated, then laughed some more.
Dillan made the lights normal again so Anti-Cosmo put his wand away. "That's insane," Blaine said.
"Oh, is it? You tell me why she shows up every day despite hating it."
"Because she doesn't hate it."
The young anti-fairy laughed. "You fool, of course she hates it. She always says so."
"How do you, of all people, not know that people lie?"
"Nope, I refuse to believe that."
Anti-Wanda raised her hand excitedly, and, assuming the role of the teacher, Anti-Cosmo called on her. "I have a lie about Ms. Magister as a child!" she said. "It started on one of those floaty Earth things."
"Boat," Anti-Cosmo corrected.
"Yeah. So Ms. Magister was on a boat, but the boat workers all jumped off because they love swimming. Ms. Magister had to boat drive, but she doesn't know how, since she's not a teacher yet. But, oh no, there's pointy ice everywhere!"
"Icebergs"
"Ms. Magister tries to get away from the icebergs, but the boat goes in one and now has a big hole. The boat drowns and so does all of the special needs orphans on the boat. They also get eaten by sharks. They all died. Ms. Magister was so sad, she ate soup all day long. It didn't work. She's still sad every day, but now she's also a teacher for us. Oh, and also the boat workers won their swimming contest. A happy ending."
Anti-Cosmo nodded. "That was beautiful," he said slightly sarcastically.
Anti-Wanda smiled at the compliment. "Thank you."
Reading their lips the whole time, Dillan suddenly got an idea. He grabbed some paper and something to write with.
Blaine shook his head, not paying attention to his twin's antics. "You two are the worst. Our teacher doesn't have some epic backstory. She just-"
"Many years ago," Maria interrupted, reading what Dillan was writing, "Ms. Magister was walking around Earth, disguised as a human. On a beach, she eventually happened upon a woman sitting, a coat on the sandy floor beside her. It looked like it fell off of her log, so Ms. Magister picked it up and placed it on the woman's seat. 'I think this fell,' she said with a smile, then went on her way. Unbeknownst to her, that woman was a selkie. By touching the coat, Ms. Magister had become Mrs. Magister, due to selkie marriage traditions. The next day, the woman came to Ms. Magister's fake human house with a marital prayer to the gods. That way they could be married in both human and selkie traditions. Although she resisted, eventually Ms. Magister agreed to marry her. When the town heard of their marriage, they got chased with pitchforks and torches. A silkie was forbidden. Together, they ran, but the next town over always seemed to have the same views as the last.
"Years and years passed and their accidental marriage soon turned into true love. As they ran and ran, the selkie got older and older, but the fairy stayed the same. When asked, Mrs. Magister denied it; fairies were not supposed to be known. As time went on, It was becoming harder and harder for them both to run. The torches and pitchforks were getting closer and closer. One day, Ms. Magister purposely got caught in order to give her old wife some time to escape. She was tied to a steak and prepped to be burned when she saw her wife coming back for her. The villagers noticed too. 'Run!' Mrs. Magister told her, but she refused. She wouldn't leave without her. Optionless, Mrs. Magister showed her fairy form, revealing her immortality. Jorgen saw and descended from Fairy World to erase everybody's memories of the fairy. It worked too well on the selkie, erasing every single one of her memories with Mrs. Magister. The once again Ms. Magister was heartbroken and lashed out. All that accomplished was a banishment to an empty part in the middlelands, where a school was eventually built around the poor fairy that vowed to never get attached to something again. She can never leave the area near her banishment, so she stays. Always staying."
"Woooow, you put waaay too much effort into this," Anti-Cosmo said, guessing it was finished.
"I didn't like it, nobody died," Anti-Wanda added. "It's sadder and funnier when people die."
Maria looked from the paper to Blaine. "Okay, is it Blaine's storytime now? Yes or no?"
Blaine sighed. "You know what, sure. Here's a story for you: one day our teacher graduated from a fairy college with a teaching degree and crippling debt. She got the highest paying job she could get, a job that nobody else wanted, and it happened to be teaching special needs students. After infinite years of teaching, she got bored of it, but she can't do anything about it, so now she just shows up for the paycheck to try and finally pay off those bills. One day she didn't show up because she got sick or something and the school doesn't care enough about people like us to get a substitute. The end."
Anti-Cosmo feigned fear. "Oh my, that was the scariest of them all. And saddest. She lives in a society and eventually, we will too. I would call you mortals lucky, but even death can't get you away from student loans. Life really is a nightmare."
A poof caught the student's attention before anybody could respond. It was Ms. Magister. "If you tell your parents I was late, make sure you blame it on the principal," she said.
"What's your first name?" Anti-Cosmo immediately questioned.
"What?" Ms. Magister asked in surprise.
"See! You need a first name to get a degree, so I'm right and she's a nameless changeling that just uncreative gave herself the name of Ms. Teacher for the sake of tricking the idiots that go here." Anti-Cosmo said.
"Or her full name is What Magister," Anti-Wanda suggested.
"I guess that could be the case…"
Blaine looked at their teacher pleadingly. "Could you tell them that you're just a normal fairy that doesn't have a tragic past or anything? They're saying that you're a changeling, a selkie's wife, and… I honestly don't know the point of Anti-Wanda's story, but it wasn't right either."
Their teacher smiled "Sorry, teacher's aren't supposed to talk about their personal lives."
"There was no denial!" Anti-Cosmo boasted, "therefore, I am right, as always."
Blaine rolled his eyes. "Whatever," he mumbled.
A/N: So, this was a pretty short and plotless chapter, but the (likely) next one, "Dream Clean", will be longer and plottier. Also, I love to go to google translate for character's names. Teacher in latin is appeartly magister, and also matlagning is swedish for cooking, and that should sound familiar to the OC from chapter 16. That's why Anti-Cosmo is so judgy of her last name. Anyway, I hope you liked this chapter, and it would be great to see a review of your thoughts. Til next time~
