I Became a Kindergarten Teacher for Monster Babies!-Chapter 474 Terrifying vacation

Boo blinked at Sable, processing his words with dramatic seriousness.

Then he shook his head slowly and was about to say something, and before the chaos could spiral further, Alina clapped her hands lightly, laughing but trying to regain control.

"Alright, alright, everyone take your seats!" she said, still smiling. "We’re turning this into a detective meeting instead of a holiday sharing session."

The babies grumbled playfully but shuffled back to their places, tails flicking, ears twitching, wings folding, and horns bobbing as they settled down.

"Now," Alina said warmly, looking around with fond eyes, "who’s next?"

Lucien raised his hand.

Her heart softened immediately.

"Yes, Lucien," she said gently. "Go ahead."

Lucien stood up, straightening his uniform with quiet dignity. He looked calm as always, but there was a faint sparkle in his crimson eyes.

"I had an adventurous holiday," he began in his soft, composed voice. "I sat on a train for the first time. The views were... incredible. Mountains, rivers, fields, and towns that looked like tiny paintings." His lips curved into a small smile. "I watched everything from the window and imagined what it would be like to live in each place."

A few of the babies leaned closer, genuinely interested.

"I went to an amusement park with my mom, my brother, and my family," he continued, glancing briefly at Sable and then at Alina. "There were rides that moved very fast. Sable screamed the whole time."

Sable puffed his cheeks. "It was exciting!"

Lucien smiled faintly. "It was exciting," he agreed. "I also tried skating. It was difficult at first. I fell twice." His expression turned thoughtful. "But I stood up again. By the end, I could glide on my own."

His eyes lifted to Alina again, bright and sincere.

"It was all a new experience for me," he finished quietly. "And I liked it."

Alina’s chest warmed.

"That sounds wonderful, Lucien," she said proudly. "You did so many brave things."

Sable clapped enthusiastically. "Big brother is cool!"

Drake nodded. "Train adventures sound epic."

Kelpie whispered, "I want to try skating too..."

Before the moment could stay wholesome for too long...

Boo gasped loudly.

He shot upright in his seat, tail floating behind him like an exclamation mark.

"WAIT."

Everyone turned to look at him.

Boo pointed between Lucien, Sable, and Alina, eyes wide as if he had just solved the greatest mystery in history.

"So... Lucien is Sable’s brother."

"Yes," Felix muttered tiredly.

"And Sable calls the Principal ’Dad.’"

"Yes," Vlad Jr. sighed.

"And Sable calls Teacher ’Mom.’"

"Yes," Luna said flatly.

Boo’s jaw dropped.

"THEN THAT MEANS..."

He slapped his desk.

"Teacher is Lucien’s Mom."

Lucien blinked once.

"And the Principal is Lucien’s Dad."

Sable nodded proudly. "Yes."

Boo floated up dramatically, as if preparing to announce a world shattering prophecy.

"SO THAT MEANS..."

Before he could finish, Alina felt heat rush to her cheeks. She quickly looked away, suddenly very interested in the floor, though the soft smile on her lips betrayed her embarrassment.

The classroom held its breath.

Lucien, meanwhile, remained seated, perfectly composed. He lifted his gaze calmly, his crimson eyes gentle yet steady, and finished in his usual quiet, matter of fact tone.

"Teacher is my mom too, and my dad and mom are together!"

For a moment, the classroom fell into stunned silence.

Then Sable’s face lit up like a sunrise.

"Yes!" he said proudly. "Mom."

Drake blinked. "We just accepted that?"

Kelpie whispered, "That sounds... nice."

Boo slowly turned to stare at Lucien, eyes wide with awe.

"...You just skipped the gossip and went straight to the emotional ending."

Alina finally looked up, heart fluttering, eyes soft as she watched them.

Her voice came out warm, a little shy, but full of affection.

"You little troublemakers..."

And after the little chaos finally settled, Alina clapped her hands lightly, trying to bring the class back to order while still smiling.

"Alright, alright... I think everyone has shared now," she said warmly, glancing around the room. "So that means only Boo is left, right?"

Every head turned.

Boo straightened in midair, puffing out his chest like a celebrity about to give a grand interview. 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

"Yes. Me. The most mysterious. The most upgraded. The most tragic. The most fabulous," he declared proudly.

"Everyone, buckle yourselves," Boo announced with dramatic flair. "This story contains horror, suspense, glamour, and emotional damage."

Alina raised a brow, clearly amused. "Go on, Boo. Enlighten us."

Boo floated higher, flicking the sparkling cloth tied around his tail like a cape. "Sooooo... my holiday started extremely boring. Same white walls. Same dusty elders. Same lectures about ghost etiquette and proper haunting posture. I was suffering. Truly suffering."

Felix muttered, "What does proper haunting posture even mean..."

"Then BOOM," Boo continued loudly, ignoring him. "One week later, my ghost tower got sponsored by someone powerful. Very powerful. Rich. Mysterious."

His eyes gleamed. "Suddenly, workers arrived. Designers arrived. Decorators arrived. They looked at the white walls and said, ’This is depressing.’ And I agreed."

Drake leaned forward, hooked. "Did you haunt them?"

"I considered it," Boo said seriously. "But they were improving my aesthetic."

He gestured proudly with both hands. "They changed the walls into pretty colors. Deep purples. Smoky blues. Sparkly accents. My house went from sad haunted hospital to luxury haunted mansion."

Kelpie whispered, impressed, "That sounds kind of cool..."

"And then," Boo said, spinning in a slow dramatic circle, "I got my room redecorated. New curtains. New floating shelves. New dramatic lighting for spooky entrances."

He flicked his chain proudly. "And I got a lot of clothes. Robes. Chains. Cloaks. Even this gold chain. The elders were very happy because now I look like a ghost with... financial stability."

Luna snorted.

Boo floated closer to them, lowering his voice ominously. "But the most important part... I went on a mission."

Everyone leaned in.

"I went with the elders on a trip to scare evil people," he said solemnly. "People who steal. People who lie. People who don’t return library books on time."

Rocky gasped softly.

"I tried my best to be spooky," Boo continued with deep pride. "I practiced my ghost voice. I practiced dramatic floating. I practiced whispering ominous warnings like, ’Return... the stapler...’"

Drake burst out laughing.

"But one guy just said, ’Wow, cool costume,’" Boo said, wounded. "Do you know how disrespectful that is to a professional ghost?"

Alina pressed her lips together, clearly trying not to laugh.

"So in conclusion," Boo finished, striking a dramatic pose midair, "my holiday was filled with boredom, upgrades, fashion, justice, and people who failed to fear me properly."

For a second, the room was silent.

Then laughter burst everywhere.

"Boo, you’re the scariest fashion icon ever," Felix muttered.

Drake clapped. "Ten out of ten spooky performance."

And Alina laughed softly, eyes warm as she looked at him. "You did great, Boo. You sound like you had quite the... terrifying vacation."

Boo lifted his chin proudly.

"I was terrifying."