Sadie watched the ceiling disinterestedly as she balanced a pencil over her lip. For reasons entirely unknown to her, she was still in school. And it was horrible.

Ms. Magus taught health in a very special way. A way so special that it made Sadie want to stab herself in the foot with her pen. Unfortunately, doing so would be unhealthy and she was in health class. Carter would nag.

Hoping to find something-anything-interesting in Mrs. Magus' monologue on birth control (and failing miserably) when the class door opened with a loud bang! Though it came Carter, hair dishevelled and eyes wild. He panted as he took stock of the classroom and blanched at the crudely drawn diagram detailing how to properly open and use a condom. Sadie's pen fell off her lip and clattered to the floor as her face lit up in a cheshire grin.

Carter turned to his sister and wheezed, "The baboon is loose, theres a giant parakeet in the kitchen and your jackal god gave a pigeon an aneurism. You're coming with me."

All Sadie could do was grin wider at the sound of Ms. Magus spluttering.