((OOC: I prefer School is for losers myself. And that is the single most epic idea yet.
Ifrit: YOUR MOM HAS A FACE LIKE A COW'S BEHIND D<))
Ifrit looked away quickly at Leaf's comment.
Celcius smiled, "Yay! Leaf, you're free!" he squealed, fluttering his wings happily.
Ifrit looked back over, and Celcius started sing too.
"First comes love, then comes marriage! Then comes a baby in the baby carriag-" he was hit by a bigger fireball that sent him spinning before he regained his balance.

