The bell chimed and ricocheted off the walls of the surrounding buildings and faltered off after a few seconds of echoing. The ponies in the classroom kept their eyes from darting to view what was outside the window. There had never been so many police cars outside before, and the flashing red and blue lights reflected off the white and gray steel buildings around them.
The silver filly had taken the most notice to the loud noises and flashing lights. The ponies in blue uniforms and black visors had come and taken the nice teacher. They had big sticks on their hips, and they had made a loud noise when they pointed them at the nice teacher. The teacher had tried to run, but she fell down when the sticks had made a loud noise.
She didn't get up. None of the foals in the classroom dared to make a move. The ponies in blue had turned to them and smiled. He had said that they were getting a new teacher and that the old one was not following the rules. The foals in the class still did not move, their imitation of statues only in fault with them breathing. The pony in blue had said that the old teacher would be taken to a big place where bad ponies go, and that it was for the best.
None of the foals argued. They knew better. The pony in blue smiled and walked away with the other ponies and the nice old teacher who seemed to be sleeping. The silver filly had liked the teacher. She was an older mare, and she liked to give hugs and gifts to her students. She was an old earth pony, and she had smelled tart and somewhat fruity. The old teacher always smiled at the silver filly and always said hello and goodbye to her when she came and left.
She was going to miss the old teacher. Not soon after, a new pony came in. A mare; she was very young and a very alarming shade of yellow. She had bright blue eyes and a cheery pink mane. Her rump was graced with a heart surrounded by flowers and her trot was lively and brisk.
She had kindness in her eyes, but it had a forced feel to it, and the silver filly didn't like it. She didn't like it one bit. The teacher smiled once more and introduced herself. She said that she was from the State, and that she was there to teach them many new and wonderful things. The filly perked up at this; she loved to learn fantastical things, and she loved discovering them even more. The teacher said that as a polite hello, she was going to give them a gift.
All of the young ponies began to chatter excitedly, the room suddenly taking a lighter tone. The teacher pulled a box out of her white saddle bag and set a box down. No sooner than said, she had passed out brightly wrapped pieces of candy, and the little colts and fillies of the state happily munched away at the chocolate covered candies.
The silver filly paused in mid-chew. The candy was good, but did she like this new teacher? Did she like that the old teacher was gone?
Deciding to think nothing of it anymore, she happily munched her candy, not bothering to wipe the chocolate off of her face.