I Became a Kindergarten Teacher for Monster Babies!-Chapter 397 Exam (12)

Today is the art exam, and Alina gathered all the babies around the colourful flower table and made them sit one by one.

Each seat had a sheet of thick white paper, a bowl of crayons, another bowl of glue, glitter that sparkled like fairy dust, and tiny bowls filled with colourful beads and shiny stickers.

"Alright, everyone," Alina said cheerfully as she handed out the papers. "Today is your art exam. You can draw anything you like, colour it beautifully, and decorate it however your heart wants."

She should not have said the word "decorate."

She really should not have.

Because the very moment her sentence ended—

"GLITTER!!!" Boo screamed with the joy of a thousand festivals. He felt so excited and overjoyed after seeing glitter, especially after such a long time.

Before Alina could blink, Boo had already scooped up an entire handful of golden glitter, lifted it dramatically like Simba being presented in Lion King, and declared with absolute conviction:

"Teacher, I am going to draw banana and throw glitter everywhere!!!"

He spun mid-air, showering himself in sparkles like a possessed disco ball. Sable covered his eyes. Vlad Jr. shielded his clothes. Luna groaned.

Alina pressed her fingers to her temples. "Boo, sweetheart... glitter is for decorating the paper, not... bathing in."

Boo gasped as if insulted. "But teacher! Glitter shower helps creativity."

"No it doesn’t," Luna muttered, pulling her art sheet far away from glitter range. "It just makes ghost messy."

Rocky, who had already dipped his finger in glue and was absentmindedly smearing it on his cheek, nodded seriously. "Yes. Boo makes big mess."

"I do NOT make mess!" Boo said, offended. He threw his little glowing hands in the air, and a cloud of glitter erupted like a sparkly volcanic explosion.

Half the class: COUGH COUGH COUGH

Vlad Jr.: "My royal hair!!!"

Felix: "My tail is shining!"

Drake: "YAY SPARKLES!!!"

Drake immediately began scooping glitter with his entire palm like he found treasure. "Mom will scream!!!" he said happily.

Alina hurried over. "Drake, honey, you need to draw first before decorating!"

"But teacher, drawing is boring. Glitter is life," Drake said happily.

Across the table, Lucien was staring at his paper with deep concentration. "I am going to draw Dad," he announced.

Sable’s eyes widened. "Then I will draw teacher!" he declared shyly.

Felix puffed his chest. "I will draw mountain and my mother’s pranks."

"...What kind of art is that?" Vlad Jr. asked, already sketching a perfect rose with elegant strokes.

"Trauma art," Felix replied.

Meanwhile, Kelpie was already crying because his water kept making the glitter float off his paper.

"Teacher... my paper is swimming," Kelpie sniffled as droplets rolled across the page.

"Oh sweetheart, don’t splash water," Alina said softly, rushing over to pat his head.

Rocky, on the other hand, had glued so many beads that his paper could no longer lie flat. It looked like a small mountain with decorative bumps.

"My art is pretty," Rocky whispered happily.

Boo suddenly gasped loudly. "TEACHER LOOK!!!"

Alina turned.

Boo had drawn a banana.

A very weird banana.

A banana with eyes, legs, and glitter wings.

"Is that... flying banana?"

"Yes!" Boo said proudly. "Because normal banana is boring. Flying banana is KING."

Luna whispered to Vlad Jr., "I think Boo failed exam."

"No, Luna," Vlad Jr. replied seriously, "Boo is exam."

Alina walked around the table, trying not to laugh as she checked each baby’s work.

Vlad Jr.’s elegant flower painting looked like it belonged in a museum.

Lucien’s drawing of Dante had a very dramatic aura and suspiciously large horns.

Sable’s drawing of her was adorable—he drew her with a giant smile and long sparkly hair. He even wrote "BEST TEACHER" in crooked letters.

Kelpie had painted something that looked like blue waves but also maybe a dinosaur.

Felix had created a masterpiece involving mountains, snacks, and a tiny drawing of himself sleeping.

Drake had scribbled fire everywhere. His page looked like the apocalypse but colourful.

Rocky’s art had so much glue that Alina feared it might never dry.

And Boo... had turned his banana into a glitter monster.

She stood back, hands on her hips, heart warm with affection.

Her heart almost glowed watching them enjoy themselves so freely. After days of revision, pressure, and nervousness, it felt beautiful to see them laughing again—loose, chaotic, childish. They were mature when they had to be... but this, she thought, this playful mischief was their true nature, and she loved them for it.

Just as she bent over Boo to dust glitter from his eyelashes, a thought struck her and a hint of mischief flashed in her eyes.

"Oh!" she gasped suddenly, straightening up. "I forgot to mention—your art exam has marks too."

She hadn’t even finished the sentence when the entire classroom froze.

Absolutely froze.

As if someone had thrown a magical ice spell across all of them.

Boo’s little ghost-light dimmed. Drake’s crayon fell out of his hand. Luna’s ears flicked upward in horror. Rocky stopped breathing. Sable slowly put down his glitter bottle like it was a bomb.

Boo was the first to recover—by screaming.

"Oh my GHOST!!!" Boo wailed, spinning so fast the glitter on his body flew in all directions. "Teacher!!! I was doing FUN dance with paper! FUN dance!!! Because I thought no marks!!!"

Alina tried not to laugh as she shook her head. "Sweetheart, it’s fine—fun dance also counts."

"No it doesn’t!!" Boo cried dramatically. "My banana is not serious!! My banana is not academically ready!!"

"I think teacher tricked us," Drake muttered, pointing his crayon accusingly at her. "Teacher didn’t write marks on paper. That is cheating. Cheeeeating."

Alina stared at him in disbelief. "Drake—how is it cheating?"

"You hid the truth!!" Drake said, slapping both hands on his chubby cheeks. "I could have drawn fire phoenix!! But now... I drew... circle fire... and line fire... and fire chicken."

"Oh no," Luna whispered, eyes wide. "Drake will fail art too."

"I WON’T FAIL!" Drake shouted defensively. "I made flames beautiful!"

Felix sighed loudly. "Teacher, my mountain art would be much more serious if I knew marks were there. Now my mountain has... snacks beside it."

"That’s beautiful," Alina said sincerely.

"No teacher," Felix said gravely. "Snacks are not part of mountain."

Meanwhile, Rocky was staring at his glue mountain in pure despair. "Teacher... I glued too much happiness... too many beads... if you press paper... it makes crunch sound..."