In a blazing tornado of limbs and puffed-out fur, Yoko sprinted out of the lecture hall.

Professor Hargrove's unflinching expression of paternal disappointment said that this wasn't the first time something like that had happened today.

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What kind of student crams a bunch of toys inside themself before going to class? I've got bad news for you. It's your presentation partner, the class' stinky shut-in Yoko Holloway, and now you've got to do something about it or else your grade might tank. Joy to the world!

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May I offer you an egg in this trying time?

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Art by PONPORIO

Minor editing done by me.