First Potions Class {Open To All}

[Isabela Rivaini]

Isabela finally wrote down the letters, so that the other two would stop going back in forth about it. In a crew, that meant nothing got down. It was the same in a classroom. "This is Professor Orihara's potions class." She said intelligently, still trying to butt her way into the conversation. It was kind of rude that Anri hadn't tried to introduce her to Masaomi.

[Barnaby Gumball]

"I'd be glad to work with you," he assured her with a smile. Oftentimes people refused to work with him because they knew he'd report them if they cheated on their assignments. Besides, for all Fionna's refusal to study, he knew she was hardworking. They'd have the assignment done in no time.

[Fionna White]

To his words, Fionna grinned. "Awesome! So..." she glanced at the board, "I'll go write down the letters." She rose, swinging her head a little so that her hair would fall away from her eyes. She then picked up her quill and some parchment, and moved to the teachers desk to begin the assignment. Well, this seems easy. she thought with a smile. She didn't seem to think the teacher had anything up his sleeve; it would just be another class to push herself through. After finishing writing down the letters, she skittered back to her desk, and Gumball. "This seems pretty easy, BG. I may actually be able to understand what's going on, once the teacher explains it."

[Anri Sonohara]

"Oh! Sorry for ignoring you." Anri quickly apologized. "Isabela, Masaomi-san, have you met yet?" In all honesty, she wasn't exactly extremely good friends with either of them. This meant that as far as introducing them to each other, she couldn't go too much farther than the most apparent of things.

"Also... you wouldn't mind if I joined your group, would you?" she really wasn't sure if she was in the other girl's group or not.

[Isabela Rivaini]

"Of course!" Isabela smiled. "I thought you were already in it!"

[Anri Sonohara]

Smiling, Anri looked down and noticed the already labeled sheet. "Ah... You've already filled in the letters. Thank you." she offered a smile to Isabela and half-asked, half-wondered, "Where might Orihara-sensei be?"

[Masaomi Kida]

Masaomi interjected himself into the offer for groups, leaning forward in his seat and raising his hand into the air "If Anri-chan is in Isabella-chan's group, then I want to be in Isabella-chans group too~ It's always good to stick with people you're familiar with right~?" He grinned, finding that rather smooth of himself.

[Isabela Rivaini]

Isabela smiled. "Of course, Masaomi." She winked and flicked her hair back behind her shoulder.

[Anri Sonohara]

Happy that her two acquaintances were getting along, Anri looked away from them to see who else was in the room. There was Gumball, Fionna, and Ca--oh... no Cake. Then there was Fenris and Violet sitting quietly together on the side. Both pairs seemed to be chatting, but Anri was unable to tell what they were saying. Regardless, that made a seven person class. Hopefully, there would be more people to come.

[Fenris Candor]

Fenris waved at Anri. Obviously she was with the other group, and even Kida, but Fenris liked the quiet girl he'd mistakenly sat beside. She was, well, quiet. He paused though. What classified as a group? What if he and Violet were split up because they were only two? That would suck. He made a mental note to invite the next friend he saw to sit with them.

[Mimiko Katsuragi]

Sir-Pounce-A-Lot came bounding in through the open door. As any Hogwarts Professor should have known, an open door is invitation for a cat. He saw many of the children from the study hall the day before and was about to leave, lest the rainbow-haired one rear her hair. Scanning the room, however, he didn't see her, so he waddled inside.

A scent caught his nose, the scent of another cat. Pouncy saw a green bag with an open top, and could smell cat-smell coming from it, but it wasn't Delia. It was a different cat. He strode forward, and pawed at the bag with a fat, grey tabby paw.

[Fionna White]

Cake had been resting happily in the bag, eyes closed, and a soft purr escaping her diaphram. However, the scent of an unknown feline reached her sensitive nose, and she opened one eye. Then, the bag was moving! Being touched by an unknown force! Cake pawed right back at the whatever it was poking the bag, her eyes narrowed. After a minute or so, she poked her head out of the bag, and saw a tabby cat pawing at her bag. She meowed softly, and reached down at him.

[Mimiko Katsuragi]

Sir-Pounce-A-Lot was proud of himself. He had awoken the strange intruder feline from her slumber. She reached down towards him, and he moved lazily out of the way of her paw, then climbed up onto of the bench, next to her bag. He prodded the bag again. Now he was curious of its other contents.

[Fionna White]

As he avoided her, she rolled her eyes and slipped back into the bag. Then he kept poking. And poking. And poking. She growled softly and leapt out of the bag at him.

As she felt Cake moving, Fionna's turned to calm her cat. "Cake, rela-" It was then she saw her jumping at another cat. "Cake!!"

[Mimiko Katsuragi]

Sir-Pounce-A-Lot hit the floor with Cake on top of him. He meowed happily. This was fun! He pawed her face playfully.