At the same time that Ms. Smith's eyes glowed blue, there was, very briefly, a superimposed image of a blue Chinese dragon over her body.
“I am Azure dragon,” she states, all sensuality gone from her voice. “I trust there will be no discipline problems, yes?”
The whole class quickly and readily agrees.
The rest of the class is quiet, as people use homeroom to catch up on their homework.
The only unusual thing that happens (besides Ms. Smith’s draconic revelation), happens just outside the classroom. There is an overgrown bush just outside the classroom’s window that has been dead for the last couple of years, but no one has bothered to dig it up and dispose of it.
The bush is in full bloom, with butterflies and hummingbirds at every flower.
When class is finally over, and everyone files quietly out, Ms. Smith
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