Maisy perked up once she heard her D-Ciever finally beep, taking out the mauve device, she beamed, eyes shimmering. Synchro! Maybe now she'd learn some good combinations with her Fableds! Or learn that they were trash. Hopefully the former. Jumping out of her chair, she gleefully jogged to the classroom, stopping once she was outside. Taking a deep breath outside the door, she started thinking; This was going to be her method of summoning for a long, long time. Best she made a good impression with this teacher. Pulling a small bottle of breath freshener from her front pocket, she spritzed it inside of her mouth twice before she put it away, adjusting her red tie before she proudly walked in.

And promptly sat down. Success! She must have made such a good impression just sitting down without saying anything. This would be great. She hoped. One thing she was glad about was that the man teaching them was bald, as opposed to BaldING. Nothing was worse than a man who's lost his glorious hair who's trying to hide it by saying it was "Just Thinning" or having a tacky comb over.