The following morning arrived and Cheerilee was feeling better, much better. She was feeling well enough that she contacted the EEA and let them know that she could return to the classroom and thus, the substitute could return to Canterlot. As she was getting ready for the school day, she began to wonder how yesterday's lesson went. She was sure that her class would have plenty of questions, questions that she was kind of nervous to answer.

When she finally arrived at the school she was less than thrilled when she saw the big change in the classroom. Gone was the chalkboard that she had been using for as long as she had been teaching. In its place was a white board along with multiple markers. She sighed in frustration, "Ugh, why did that substitute switch out my chalkboard for this? It wasn't their right to do this."

Cheerilee was admittedly angry but then she noticed that the markers were of different colors and there was an eraser so she then began to think that maybe this wouldn't be so bad. She began to think that maybe this would be beneficial since she could write different things in different colors. As her students began to file into the classroom, she watched with a smile hoping that they had learned a great deal while she was gone.

Once her class was seated she said, "Good morning class, so what all did you learn yesterday."

Snails, wanting to show that he learned something raised his hoof and replied, "I learned that my dad gave me a Y chrom, kimon....or something, a Y."

Cheerilee had a bit of a curious look on her face when Scootaloo added, "And we learned that ponies can be born in labs!"

Sweetie Belle added, "And that stallion stuff and mare stuff has to be combined to make a new pony."

Toolaroola continued, "And I'm probably the result of my parents working in radiology!"

Cheerilee was flat out confused by this point. She asked, "What? Where is all this coming from?"

Apple Bloom replied, "Well he taught us all about genetics, chromosomes, why ponies turn out the way they do and how ponies can form in labs!"

Coconut Cream added, "And he brought up a lot about injecting male reproductive material into female reproductive material."

Cheerilee was stunned over what her students were telling her because this did not sound like anything that she was going to teach them. She decided she was going to find out what was going on. She asked, "Class, did your substitute teach you anything about sex?"

Her class gave her a blank stare before Toolaroola asked, "Sex? What's that?"

Cheerilee was not very happy at this point. She realized that the pony who filled in for her gave them a biology lesson more suited for junior high ponies if not high school ponies rather than a sex ed course that would be geared for younger ponies. She sighed in frustration, "Ugh, that substitute was probably some old order unicorn who believes teaching students about how ponies are made and sexuality should be taught by parents, not in schools!"

Apple Bloom asked, "So what he taught us is wrong?"

Cheerilee replied, "No but he taught you the scientific way of how ponies come to be. Thanks to him, I'm going to have to teach all of you what I planned on yesterday."

Cheerilee's class then readied themselves to learn about something that they figured would be the same thing that they learned the day before, perhaps only with less confusing terms.

The lesson that day was much different than what White Board had taught them. For some of them they thought Cheerilee's lesson was odd, some thought it was gross but one pony was thrilled by everything they learned. Just as they were getting out for the day Toolaroola exclaimed, "Thanks Miss Cheerilee, now I know I don't have to be with any icky boys to have sex, I can have oral sex with Coconut Cream instead!"

Coconut gasped, "Really Toola, you wanna suck on my vagina?"

Toolaroola replied, "Well of course. Hey, my parents won't be home for a while what do you say we go to my house and try it out!"

Coconut gave her a kiss before exclaiming, "That sounds great, I so can't wait to see how you taste!"

Cheerilee yelled, "Girls, you're too young to do that!"

The two rushed out of the schoolhouse followed by the rest of their class leaving a flustered Cheerilee. Cheerilee sighed deeply, "What have I done? Now Toola and Coconut are going to be giving each other oral and it is all my fault." She leaned her head down on her desk and added, "Maybe I should have just left everything alone. Maybe those old order unicorns have their reasons for not teaching sex ed in school."