Edmond looked up to see...feathers? What?! Why would the professor do that? He was already sticky as it was. First it had been the shaving cream (he didn't even have a mustache to at least use it for) and now feathers. Edmond bet the teacher was having a laugh out of this. He held on to his 'horse' tight, not wanting to suffer a painfull fall. They weren't that far from the ground, but still. Better safe than sorry, right. Swiping some of the shaving cream off his eyes, Edmond kept a steady but semi steady pace. He wondered if there was someone he knew here too.