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Spiked Cupcakes

Deviance happens anywhere

By Monique StarPublished 5 years ago 5 min read
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The students weren't exactly in a hurry to get to their seats. Heck, if not for the fact that their professor, Logan Edison, shoves noteworthy information down their throats almost immediately after the bell, they would be as slow as Usain Bolt allegedly is in contrast to Sonic the Hedgehog. The professor may have decided to teach one of the Poetry classes at the college for a good while, but that didn't mean he was going to let his urges to be detailed in his lessons and his Ravenclaw reputation go to waste. Surprisingly, though, by the time everyone was in their seats that day, there was no sign of Edison. In the meantime, there were discussions amongst the classroom. Virgil Vanta and Talyn Sphynx were talking about their old poems that they cringed at long after, Roman was discussing with some other eager students about the idea of a Spoken Word group for the college, and Patton showed his friend, Emile, some of the poems he wrote and read for his kids before bed.

After several minutes passed, a man with a black blazer and pants, as well as a green necktie and a mustache, entered the room. Roman thought the man looked a tad familiar, but he wasn't exactly sure.

"Good morning, class. I apologize for being late. Logan Edison wrote down the room number before he left for an urgent last minute appointment, but I ate it, so I had to try to remember," the man casually excused.

"So... you're our substitute?" Emile asked, innocently.

"Yes, my name is Remus Princeton," the man proclaimed.

Everyone was confused, especially Roman, since the man had the same surname as him, but the only other connection to the man was his family emphasizing that Roman must stay away from a man of this Remus's description.

"Now, your teacher wants you to use what you've already learned from this class in order to come up with your own pieces of poetry. He'll be grading based on effort and grammar, and will be writing notes on your poems on what he liked and suggestions on how you all can improve into being better bards," the man claimed.

Patton raised his hand quickly and Remus gave him a creepy smile after walking toward him.

"Umm... do we have a prompt that we're supposed to write around?" he asked nervously.

"We're actually going to try something different for such a special occasion," the man answered.

Remus walked back to the desk and pulled out a container of vegan chocolate cupcakes. Some of the students felt bad feelings in their stomachs as the cupcakes were being passed around, but the other portion of the students felt they should take advantage of the rare moment or at least have the cupcakes to be polite.

Patton was one of those students that was a little bit of uneasy and polite. The cupcake didn't taste bad, so he was able to finish it. After a period of eating his cupcake and socializing, he was preparing his pen and notebook with the intention of writing about the experience of eating the cupcake, but he saw ink spray from the pen as if it was a fire extinguisher. He rubbed his face with worry that there was ink on his face and he shook his hand until he saw his hand fall off his wrist. The hand pointed at Patton and walked away. As Patton was following the hand, he caught a glimpse of Remus laughing until he turned into fireworks. The student stumbled over his own feet as he watched most of the class plucking at stars and eating them, as well as swimming in a lake of jello. The students that didn't seem occupied in such activities looked like marble statues to the animal lover. Patton left the classroom after hitting his head several times against the wall. He walked down the hall as multiple doors and people turned inside out and swirled into pools of lava. He screamed, "Am I in Hell? I don't want to be in Hell! Why am I here?" and sobbed as he gripped onto the floor. He felt scared, confused, conflicted, even himself trampled by many feet.

Virgil was one of the students that didn't eat a cupcake and Talyn only had half before deciding to treat the class as a study hall period. The two took notice of the fact that everyone was acting abnormal and Talyn complained about a giant slug bursting out of their belly. Everyone else who didn't eat the cupcakes looked at each other from different parts of the classroom and snuck out while Remus was on the ground choking on his own laughter. Elliott, one of the students who didn't have a cupcake, took Talyn to the nurse while the other students looked around the hall for help.

As they were walking, they heard banging from one of the supply closets and Virgil unlocked it to find an angry and confused Logan Edison.

"Virgil! Leo! Quill! What are you doing here?!" he shouted.

"Us? What are you doing here? Your substitute gave us cupcakes and the class has gone crazy and Elliott took Talyn to the nurse!" Leo proclaimed.

"Substitute? But I didn't arrange a—" Logan started before calling 911.

After so many discussions and visits from a police car, ambulances, and even Roman's family, it turned out that Remus came to the college claiming to be a visitor and shoved Logan in the supply closet to keep him out of the way and knock him out. He gave cupcakes with LSD baked in them to the class just to see the reactions. At some point, Logan came to and tried to navigate his phone to call for help and one person he called before banging on the door thought it was a prank call. As for Remus, he was Roman's brother, whom his family filed a restraining order against due to his unpredictable deviance as he got older.

Logan proceeded to give the whole class that day and the next class day off. The other teachers found out what happened and gave the effected students excused sick days to recover until the following week. Logan sent an email to the students that basically said that he found out the poems were supposedly going to be about their acid trips and it will only be an optional work for extra credit. He may have been a determined teacher, but he wasn't cruel.

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Monique Star

I'm not the most sophisticated adult out there. I'm also not the best at communicating all the time, but I do try my best to get my thoughts out there into the world verbally or nonverbally.

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