Sending a student to the Hospital Wing she expected. What with the dangerous creatures around and all, who wouldn't expect an injury every now and again. But puking up fake Mooncalf dung was just too much. Feeling utterly exasperated, the professor walked out of the cornstalks and called for the students' attention. "That's enough for tonight, class. For your homework, I'd like each of you to deliver the mooncalf dung you've collected to Professor Bunbury as your gift to her. For extra credit, add a ribbon and a lovely poem, telling her why she deserves poo." Iliana smiled. It was a deliberate, malicious smile. Oh yes, Annie would surely love her gifts. It was good to keep your friends close and EVIL, psychotic, red-heads closer.