Twilight sighed. She had skipped her, but that was probably for the better. She wasn't one to talk in front of the class anyway.
She didn't need to look for an object anyway, she already had hers.
Bonnie had never felt in the dark about anything in her entire life.
What on Earth was creativity? She'd never heard of it until now. The only thing she could pick up was green wasn't creative. Okay...? And what did naming random objects have to do with anything?
She may have a human mind now, but it still processed things like a machine.






















