Reki was sorely tempted to blow smoke at Ran, but didn't want to chance her actually having a coughing fit. "Great, i'm getting a health lecture from a pokemon. Didn't I see you eating grilled eels the other day? Jesus, you wanna talk about dirtying your mouth..." Reki was, of course, well aware that kitsune traditionally had nine tails and that was where pokemon had gotten it but wanted to get Ran's goat at least a little.

"Let's see...Hakurei keeps falling asleep and when he's awake keeps asking me how art is supposed to help him get rich. That kid's like a tiny Tony Robbins. Mizuhashi lurks in the corner and practically has a spasm whenever anyone paints better than her. Hitsugaya paints and draws like a robot. It's like, Is this visual representation acceptable, human teacher? Beat actually puts some effort into it, mainly because I know he's out tagging on the town. Which is the sort of thing teachers are supposed to stop, but hey, at least he's making something. Cocteau offered to be the class's nude model. Egbert actually does some pretty good fanart for crappy 80s movies. I'm thinking of getting them made into t-shirts. Margatroid keeps bringing her dolls with her to class and it's creeping me out. Hoshiguma has punched through more canvasses than I can count."

Whoops. That had just come tumbling out.