The previous night had been a long one. One in which Dahlia had hardly slept but somehow the small girl wore it well. For perhaps it had all been some long terrible, horrible dream, one that everyone else also had experienced and she would walk into her first lesson now and everything would be okay.

Only that isn't what happened. Hardly had she made it two steps into the room when her eyes fell upon Melty Face Dude from the feast. It hadn't been a nightmare. A small shudder ran down her spine as she moved further into the room to find an empty spot to stand. "Good morning, Headmaster Rosier." The greeting was a soft one rather then her typical cheerful bubbly one. It was extremely difficult for her not to be her hyper self and chat away but that warning on the board and the look on the Headmasters face kept her quiet.