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Seeker_Seven 
Tag collected his caterpillar from the front desk, eyeing Professor Pride warily. She looked a bit shady. . he doubted she'd come about these caterpillars legally.
He sat back down next to Kemma, then watched, horrified, as she hacked the poor thing in two, sending guts flying every which way. Tag looked around wildly. What was this, some sort of insect torture chamber, hidden under the guise of education? Very quietly and carefully, Tag slipped his caterpillar into his pocket. There had to be some way to save them. . .
Lisa Looked over just in time to watch this act and giggled silently. He was saving a caterpillar that would die before it got out of his pocket. She then looked proudly at her own pencil and wondered if she should sharpen it and use it in her classes...
Would that hurt it? she wondered to herself and then raised her hand "
Does this hurt the caterpillars at all?Can they feel anything??" She asked the professor.