Foals still streamed into the classroom in ones and twos. Sweetie was always early, Rarity hated when she wasn't, and as such, she was always the first of the crusaders to find her seat. Apple Bloom came in next, bearing bags under her eyes and a mistied bow. Scoots followed a few minutes afterward, nodding to her friends and plopping down at her desk with a yawn. Looks like the hedgehog she uses to brush her mane was extra-mad today.