A/N: This fic is set in the same (well sort of the same- there are superheroes now) universe as my other Hevans stories "Who is Sam Evans" and "Everything." You don't need to have read those to understand this though, because it only makes a few references. All you need to know is that Sam and Kurt got together and are now in an established relationship (Kurt never went to Dalton) Finchel never broke up (because I didn't want them to) and Quinn is dating a goth girl named Kate.

Part 1 of 2

The Place: New York City

The Time: Uh, well my watch says 2:17 PM but I think it's a bit fast so...[clears thought] THE TIME- APPROXIMATELY A QUATER AFTER TWO.

After their epic win at Sectionals, our heroes- the New Directions- find themselves in a world unlike any other they've ever known- the big city. Broadway, skyscrapers, celebrities and- wait for it- Superheroes!

Yes, New York City, known to many as the 'Big Apple' and to Noah Puckerman as the 'city of love' (that's actually Paris)- New York is also known as what could be considered the Superhero Capital of the world, home to some of the world's best and bravest costumed vigilantes.

It is this fact with which our story is concerned, as in this daring epic, our very own heroes, Sam and Kurt, will come face to face with New York's newest Superhero group- The Young Avengers!

This begs the question- Who the fuck are the Young Avengers?

A good question- most people don't know. Like I said, they're new. But they're up and comers!

Let me introduce you.

Hawkeye 2 aka Kate Bishop. Daughter of really rich dude Derek Bishop, Kate is the leader of the Young Avengers for one simple reason- she's the most badass. It's a known, confirmed fact that Kate Bishop is indeed better than you. While she has no "superpowers," she takes down bad guys with a combination of kick-ass hand-to-hand combat skills, badass archery, and general awesomness. Also, she can fence. Can you fence?

Like I say, Kate Bishop is better than you.

Patriot aka Eli Bradley. Eli is second in command (and would really like to be leader, but can't be because Kate Bishop is better than him too). The grandson of the black Captain America (yes, there was a black Captain America), Eli is also a super soldier, and kind of bossy. He's a good guy at heart though, and painfully crushing on Kate (can you blame him?)

Stature aka Cassie Lang. Cassie is the daughter of the second Ant Man, and got her powers by stealing the stuff that turned her dad into Ant Man in the first place (fun fact, he got his powers the same way- stealing. Like Father like Daughter). Like him, she can change her size to just about any stature she wishes. Cassie is currently involved with another member of the team, a cyborg named Vision.

The Vision aka Jonas. It's a long story, and it involves time travel so let's just say this is the teenaged version of the old Vision. Despite having a similar design and much of his memories, the new Vision has proven to be his own individual being, and has even adopted the name "Jonas" to demonstrate his uniqueness. He is articulate and well calculated, as one would expect from a cyborg, but also quite emotional and driven.

Speed aka Tommy Shepard. After they busted him out of a juvenile detention centre for troubled, superpowered teens, Tommy became the newest member of the Young Avengers. In addition to being very, very fast, Tommy can also accelerate an objects molecules until they combust (meaning he can blow shit up). Sarcastic and hard-headed, Tommy keeps himself at a distance from the rest of his team mates, including his almost-identical twin brother, Billy.

Wiccan aka Billy Kaplan. Billy, along with Tommy, is the possible son of ex-Avenger and now wanted woman, the Scarlet Witch. It's another complicated thing. Billy, while potentially extremely powerful, is still working to gain control over his powers, which as they stand basically consist of wishing for things really hard. Upon discovering his powers, Billy accidentally put a school bully into a coma, and is often afraid of losing control of his powers in a similar way once again. A comic book nerd and superhero fanboy, Billy spends most of his time with his boyfriend, and like-minded nerd, Teddy.

Hulkling aka Teddy Altman. A shapeshifter possessing incredible super strength, Teddy is probably the most level-headed of the group (unless Billy is being threatened, in which case he'll rip your legs off). Before being recruited into the Young Avengers, Teddy was lonely, often feeling he was different from the rest of the kids at his school. He used his shapeshifting abilities to change himself to fit in, fearing rejection of his true self. Upon recruitment, he found a kindred spirit in his team mate Billy, and the two continue to be probably the best boyfriend ever. They have a miraculous love.

It is these last two on whom our story will focus, as they currently milling around the same mall as another pair of best-boyfriends-ever. And as fate and I would have it, they're about to meet.

Sam and Kurt studied the map of the mall, plotting out the quickest routes to their desired destinations. They needed to move quickly, because Quinn and Rachel's hair appointments (why they'd decided to get their hair cut now was beyond them) were only going to take so long, and they needed to move.

"Alright," Kurt said, tracing their path with his finger. "If we both head down past Hot Topic, there's an escalator that will take me right to Ralph Lauren, and then you just need to go past the Gap, and Nerd Stop should be on the left."

"It's Game Stop," Sam corrected, giving him a serious look.

"That's what I said," Kurt said flippantly, folding up the map and tucking it into his back pocket.

"No, you said Nerd Stop."

Kurt frowned and tapped his index finger against his chin. "And the real name is-?"

"Game Stop."

Kurt shrugged. "It's all sounding the same to me." He began walking, and turned around and raised his eyebrows at Sam, who was wearing a fairly adorable pout. "Coming?" He asked, holding out his hand.

In an instant, the pout was gone- replaced with Sam's usual vibrant grin as he took Kurt's hand. Kurt had learned a while ago that Sam could be easily distracted with small displays of affection. Actually, Sam could be easily distracted with a lot of things- candy, comic books, shiny pieces of paper...

"So, afterwards we'll meet at that hair place?" Sam asked, swinging his arm (and Kurt's) back and forth as they walked.

Kurt nodded. "Exactly- and whoever ends up spending less money has to pay when we go out to dinner- which we will do, at some point on this trip. Preferably some place romantic and possibly Italian."

Sam grinned. "That seems kind of funny, doesn't it? If you spend more money, you get rewarded with a free dinner."

"Life's a funny thing, Sammers."

They got to the escalator where they had to part ways, and Kurt pulled Sam in for a kiss. "Try not to fall in love with anyone else while we're apart, alright?"

Sam gave him a goofy grin. "Oh-kay."

Kurt went up the escalator and walked as quickly as he could, without looking strange, to Ralph Lauren. He took a deep breath when he entered the store, letting the familiar smell of cologne and expensive clothing fill his lung, and with it he felt the overwhelming sense of home. It was a feeling he hadn't been able to shake since he'd arrived in New York, and for the first time gotten a real sense of just how big the world was. New York was a vast, glittering world on its own, different from Lima in every conceivable way- and he wanted to experience all of it. He wanted to see every corner of this beautiful city, every park and skyscraper, every billboard and flashing neon sign. Breakfast at Tiffany's, singing with Rachel on a Broadway stage...this was his home. He needed to live here, needed to be a part of the glittering sites, he needed...he needed that shirt over there.

Without another thought, Kurt rushed off towards a shirt displayed on the other side of the store.

Sam frowned, tapping his index finger against his chin (unconsciously mimicking an action Kurt tended to do a lot). He was currently dealing with a perplexing predicament. A bothersome bind. A distressing dilemma. Or he would be if he thought in such terms.

Alliterations aside, Sam's situation was definitely frown-worthy. He'd gone into Game Stop to buy a new video game that they'd never gotten in Lima, and while he should have been delighted that this store had so many of them, it also turned out that they had different versions; gold and platinum.

Sam had no idea what that meant, but the platinum was about 20 dollars more expensive, and claimed to be about a million times better. But he was studying the packages, and nowhere on anywhere did it say how or why it was better. But if it was so much more expensive, it had to be better, right? No...Kurt was always saying that wasn't true. He couldn't just assume that expensive meant better...BUT then Kurt never took his own advice! He always bought more expensive clothes, claiming they were somehow better, when they looked exactly like the ones that H&M.

He sighed. Decisions were frustrating.

He was considering calling Kurt, to get his opinion, when someone next to him cleared his throat.

Sam turned to find a guy in a green t-shirt that read "Mutants do it better" smiling politely at him. Sam smiled back, feeling an almost instant sense of camaraderie. What's more, the guy also had hair almost the exact same shade of blond as him, falling over an ear lined with metal hoops. Sam wondered if he dyed his hair too.

"Uh, hi." The guy said. "I just wanted to let you know, that if you're trying to decide between platinum and gold, go with gold. Platinum is a rip off- I learned that the hard way." He said, nodding soberly.

"What's the hard way?"

"Uh, I bought it and then realized I'd just gotten ripped off 20 bucks." He smiled.

Sam nodded, and put the platinum back on the shelf. "Oh, thanks."

The guy smiled. "No problem. I'm Teddy, by the way." He said, sticking out his hand.

Sam shook it. "Sam."

Sam smiled, and then glanced down at his watch. "Geez, it's a good thing you said something." He mumbled. "Otherwise I woulda been standing here for like another hour, and my boyfriend would've kicked my ass-" Sam broke off, re-considering volunteering that information. He didn't know Teddy- what if he was a crazed homophobe? Kurt had warned him people in New York might not be very nice.

Luckily, Teddy just smiled widely. "You're here with your boyfriend?" He asked, sounding almost excited. Sam nodded, and decided that this wasn't the reaction of a crazed homophobe. He felt relieved, because he didn't want to dislike someone who was into the X-Men, or any mutants. "Me too!"

Sam blinked. "What?"

Teddy grinned. "Yeah, he's somewhere in the mall- he said he had 'an errand to run.' I'd pry into what it was, but he's awful at keeping secrets, so I'm just gonna wait for him to tell me." He shrugged.

Sam smiled. "Mine's shopping for clothes or something- we don't have much time, so we split up. That, and expensive clothing confuses me, and he says these stores always smell vaguely sweaty."

Teddy laughed. "I don't know about 'vaguely.' "

Billy glanced nervously over his shoulder, scanning the faces of the people in the store for one he might recognize- and who would recognize him. There was no one- nor had there been any of the other 5 times he'd checked. He turned back to the rack of clothing in front of him, and began shifting through the shirts again. There were so many- in different colours, fits, sizes, patterns and fabrics. He wasn't used to dealing with clothes that had so much variety to them- generally the only choices he had to make was whether he wanted the t-shirt with the Hulk or Spider-Man on it.

But then, that was why he was here, wasn't it? Because he wanted something different, something nice. Not that he didn't love what he usually wore, because he did- a few of his graphic tee's were so worn in, they were like a second skin (in a non-creepy way). He loved every pair of broken in, faded jeans and every beat up hoodie that he owned.

"," He mumbled, more to reassure himself then to cast an actual spell. He sighed. This was all Kate's fault, for inviting him and the rest their group to a party her parents were throwing. It was some charity event at a dining hall, and the dress wear was formal. Billy had a few things that he could wear already, but he just hadn't been able to shake the desire for something new. And colourful. And nice. Like, designer nice. He didn't know why he wanted it...he just did.

"Um, excuse me-?"

Billy turned around, and found himself staring at was probably the prettiest boy he'd even seen in real life. He stared at Billy with an expectant look on his face, and it took him a moment to realize he was blocking his way to the rack of shirts he'd been looking through. "Oh, sorry!" He blurted, moving out of the way. "I didn't mean to-"

"It's alright," Pretty-Boy said cooly, moving past him. "I wouldn't have said anything, but you've been standing here for about 10 minutes now so..."

He cringed. "I have?"

Pretty-Boy nodded.

Billy sighed. "Sorry," He repeated, shoving his hands into his pockets. This had been a dumb idea anyways- he'd known that from the start, which is probably why he hadn't told Teddy about it. "I've just got about less than zero clues about what the hell I'm doing in here..." He mumbled.

Pretty-Boy glanced back up, and looked him over slowly. "You don't?"

He shook his head. "Nope. Most of my wardrobe consists of graphic tee's and stuff from Old Navy."

He didn't really know what he said, but the guy suddenly looked a lot more interested in him. "Can I help you?" He asked, his eyes wide. His hand snapped forward and he grabbed his wrist. "Can I?"

"Uhh..." Billy said, taken aback. Was this normal? He was pretty sure it wasn't- people didn't just offer to help you shop out of nowhere.

"Oh please?" He said, still holding earnestly onto his wrist. "I love dressing people, and like you said you have no idea what you're doing, and you're obviously clueless about fashion-"

"Hey!" Billy protested, snatching his wrist back. "I'm not clueless about fashion- I mean, I'm not an expert but it's you know, a passive interest for me. I've watched a lot of fashion shows- and Project Runway!"

The boy smiled at him, and stuck out his hand again- this time offering it for him to shake. "I'm Kurt," He said. "And I'm sorry I said you were clueless, I only assumed because of..." He trailed off, once again looking him, and his outfit, over.

Despite once again being insulted, Billy shook his hand. "I'm Billy."

Kurt nodded. "Right...well, Billy, even if you're not clueless about fashion, you did say you didn't know what you were doing." He pointed out. "I do. I can help."

Billy sighed. "Alright...I could definitely use the help..."

Kurt squealed and clapped his hands together excitedly, and Billy had to smile at him. "Oh this is so exciting," He gushed, grabbing his wrist again and hauling him over to the other side of the store. "I haven't given someone a makeover in forever."

"Woah, woah woah," Billy said, holding his hands up. "Who said anything about a makeover- I just need an outfit for a party I'm going to. Not a makeover."

"Right, of course," Kurt said absently, already sorting through a rack of jackets.

"Really," Billy insisted. "Just one outfit."

"Mmhmm," Kurt mumbled, pulling a jacket off its hanger and throwing it to him. Billy caught it, and a second later another shirt was thrown into his arms, followed by two pairs of pants and three belts.

He opened his mouth to tell Kurt to slow down, but before he could get the words out, another dress shirt was tossed into his face.

"Alright, come on." Billy heard Kurt say, before he was once again being dragged off. He shook the dress shirt off his head, and saw Kurt was leading him to the change rooms. A sales lady opened one up for him, and Billy went inside and stood in the middle with his arms full of clothes, unsure of what to do next.

As Billy changed, Kurt zipped around the store, grabbing more things for him to try on (he may have picked out a thing or two for himself as well).

He was trying to decide what colour tie would best match Billy's skin tone, when his cell phone buzzed in his pocket.

"Hey Sammy," He said, wandering back to the change room where he could hear Billy either wrestling himself in or out of another item of clothing.

"Kurt! Kurt guess what!" Sam practically shouted into the phone. Kurt held it away from his head for a moment, as Sam continued to loudly enthuse about...something.

"What did you say?" Kurt asked, once the shouting quieted down and he thought it was safe to bring the phone back to his ear.

"I said I made a friend, and he likes nerd stuff too. Oh and he's gay." Sam said, this time at a reasonable volume.

Kurt frowned. "I don't like this story."

"Why?"

"Because, I thought I gave you specific instructions not to fall in love with someone else while we were apart," He chastised. He was joking, but there was a small stir of insecurity in his gut.

There was a long pause on the other end of the phone. "Oh! No! No, no no it's not like that not at- no, he's just a friend- of course! And he's not you so- so, how could I love him? How could I love someone that wasn't you, that's-"

Kurt smiled, and let Sam ramble on. He considered stopping him, and telling him he'd only been joking, but he was sort of enjoying the reassurances.

"And besides, I think he kind of looks like me- his hair is the same colour- so that would be weird...and he has a boyfriend, too-"

"Oh?" Kurt interrupted. "What's he look like?"

"Why?"

"Well if you're going off with one boyfriend, it's only fair I should get the other." He explained, biting down on his thumb and grinning a bit evilly.

There was another pause. "Why are you so mean to me when I give you nothing but love?" *

Kurt burst out laughing, covering his mouth with his fist. "Oh god, Sam I'm sorry! I'm only joking."

"Too late, my feelings are hurt."

"Aw, Sammers..."

"You're still in Ralph Lauren, right?" He asked, the hurt quality suddenly gone from his voice.

"Yeah, I am. I actually made a friend, too."

"Awesome- I'm outside the store with Teddy- that's my new friend, Teddy. We're coming in."

"Yeah?" Kurt asked, turning to the front of the store to try and see Sam. "I'm in the back, by the change rooms."

"Be there in a moment."

They hung up, and a minute later Kurt saw Sam making his way towards him. And he had his doppelganger with him. Sam's friend, Teddy, had light blond hair the same colour as Sam's and from far away, the resemblance was uncanny. As they got closer, Kurt saw that Teddy's jaw was a lot wider, and he was more muscular- but still, it was pretty close.

"Hey!" Sam said, greeting him with a huge smile. He leaned in and gave him a quick kiss on the lips, and then turned to introduce him. "So, this is Kurt-" He said, gesturing to him. Teddy smiled and nodded at him. "And Kurt, this is Teddy, who's possibly my soul twin."

Teddy laughed, and from inside the change room, Kurt thought he heard Billy make an "eep" sound.

He stepped closer to the room and knocked on the door. "Are you alright in there?" He asked. There was silence from inside. "Come on, you've got to be finished dressing by now!"

"Who's in there?" Teddy asked, stepping up beside him.

"Kurt made a friend too." Sam said wisely. "And if I know him, he's probably picked out an entirely new wardrobe for the guy."

Kurt waved his hand. "Just a few things- all of them staples."

Teddy furrowed his brow. "Staples?"

"Things you have to own." Sam explained. "To most people, that's like one good suit, and maybe two different ties. To Kurt, it's three different suit jackets, three different pairs of dress pants for mixing and matching, at least 6 dress shirts and enough ties and belts to wrap twice around the world, if you tied them end to end."

Teddy opened his mouth to respond, but something past Kurt distracted him. Kurt turned to see Billy poking his head out of the change room, a sheepish expression on his face.

"Billy!" Teddy exclaimed, his eyebrows shooting up behind his blond bangs. "What are you-" He broke off, and laughed. "This is the errand you had to run?" He sounded amused.

"What's going on?" Sam whispered to him, as Billy gave Teddy a helpless look.

"I think they know each other," Kurt whispered back.

"I'm sorry- I was going to tell you!" Billy was saying. "I just, I don't know, felt stupid."

"Why?"

Billy shrugged, still hiding half behind the change room door. "How was I supposed to tell you I suddenly wanted to go shopping?"

"Just like that!"

"But what would you have said?"

"I would've said, 'oh, that's a good idea, since we have Kate's party coming up. I could probably use a new tie, I'll come with.'"

"...Oh."

"Yeah."

"So...you two are friends?" Sam asked, trying to edge himself back into the conversation.

Teddy smiled at him. "Sort of. Meet the boyfriend-" He said, jerking his finger to Billy, who smiled awkwardly.

"Boyfriend!" Kurt exclaimed, looking at Billy, whose face was bright red. "You're gay?" Billy nodded.

"Why didn't you say something?"

"It didn't come up." Billy said, shrugging.

Kurt made an exasperated noise. "Then you bring it up!"

"Why?"

"Because, I've met like three other gay people before! And one of them is my boyfriend...this is exciting!" Kurt said, making his eyes wide.

Teddy chuckled, and nudged Sam. "Your boyfriend is funny."

Billy glared, and began to pull his head back inside the change room.

"Woah, woah woah-" Kurt protested, jumping forward and putting his hand on the door. "Come on, let's see what you're wearing."

Billy sighed, and hung his head a bit as he slowly pushed the door open and stepped out. "I look stupid..." He muttered.

"Well of course you do, ya nunkhead!" Kurt said, rolling his eyes. "That jacket was not meant to go with that shirt, or those pants."

Kurt pushed past him into the change room, and Billy followed. He closed the door a little as Kurt began sorting through the other jackets and shirts hung up around the change room. "Here," He said, handing him a simple black jacket.

Billy put the jacket on, and looked expectantly at Kurt, who grinned. Much better.

Billy stepped back out of the change room and Kurt followed, smoothing down bits of the jacket and picking lint off. "What do you think?" He asked, holding his arms and attempting to ignore Kurt.

Teddy grinned widely. "Not too shabby."

Kurt scoffed. "'Not too shabby?' He looks fantastic!" He rambled, oblivious to the nothing-but-you-exists looks Billy and Teddy were staring at each other with. "I was having the hardest time deciding between the deep sky blue and azure, but this was definitely the right decision." He nodded in agreement with himself.

Teddy raised an eyebrow. "And that is-?"

Kurt stared at him. "Does this look like azure?" He asked, pointing at Billy's shirt.

"What is azure?" Billy asked, examining himself in the mirror.

"Blue." Sam informed him. Kurt opened his mouth to protest, but Sam just shook his head. "Face it, to us, it's blue."

Kurt rolled his eyes. "Men..."

Billy gave him a funny look. "And what exactly are you?"

"Oh, something far beyond us all..." Sam said, circling his arms around Kurt's waist.

"So, you guys are here for a show choir competition?" Billy asked. They were walking through the mall, Sam and Kurt walking hand in hand next to them. Well, Sam was walking; Kurt was doing a sort of skipping/jumping thing.

Sam nodded, looking at Kurt's hand in his, and swinging it as they walked. "Yeah, it's Nationals."

"Shouldn't you guys be practicing?" Teddy asked.

They laughed. "We would," Kurt began, looping his arms around Sam's and leaning against him.

"If we had a song to practice." Sam finished.

"But they've yet to be written." Kurt added. He giggled.

Billy looked at them, unsure about whether or not they were kidding. "Isn't that really bad?"

"Awful." Sam said, nodding.

"Truly terrible." Kurt agreed.

Teddy gave them an amused smile. "You, uh, don't seem too upset by it."

Sam shrugged. "We're just excited to be here, in New York. It's kind of amazing."

Kurt nodded enthusiastically. "You guys are so lucky that you get to live here. Is it the best thing ever? I bet it's the best thing ever. Tell me it's the best thing ever."

Teddy laughed, and ran his fingers through his hair. "It's alright."

Sam and Kurt stopped and stared at him, wearing matching horrified expressions. "'Alright?'" Kurt demanded.

"Are you kidding?" Sam cried. "This is New York!"

"All the buildings and the parks..." Kurt rambled, speaking over Sam.

"Like every superhero I worship lives here!"

"Not to mention Broadway!"

"And Superheroes!"

"And Broadway!"

"Oooh what are we talking about?" A tiny girl with long brown hair asked, coming out of nowhere. Another girl with short blond hair and a bored expression trailed behind her, looking at her cellphone. "Is it Broadway?"

The girl had a huge smile on her face, and her teeth were so white Billy felt like holding his hand up to shield his eyes. He stepped closer to Teddy, trying to decide if she was dangerous, or just crazy.

"Billy and Teddy think New York is just 'alright'," Kurt explained to the crazy girl.

She snapped her head towards them, and Billy decided that yes, she was very, very dangerous. He wondered if it was ethical to use his powers on someone who had none, if they really scary. "Alright?" She demanded. "New York is the centre of the universe, and the embodiment of everything that is good and right with this world,"

"Please!" Billy said, laughing. "Do you even realize how much crime there is in this city?"

"But-" Sam countered. "New York also has the Avengers to put a stop to it! And Spiderman! And the Fantastic Four, and Ms. Marvel, and more recently the Young Avengers-"

Billy's mouth hung open a bit. "You- you know who the Young Avengers are?"

Kurt laughed. "Are you kidding? He has a scrapbook. Newspaper clippings, magazine articles- that interview Kate Farrell did."

Billy glanced up at his boyfriend, whose eyes were wide. He could tell he was thinking the exact same thing as him- someone was keeping a scrapbook of them. They were scrapbook worthy. They had fans. Well, one fan at least. But fuck, he would take it.

"I just think they're all really great," Sam said, shrugging.

"Who's your favourite?" Billy asked, unable to help himself. Teddy cleared his throat, but he ignored him.

Sam grinned. "Wiccan and Hulkling, definitely. They kind of inspire my life."

That was it; he was going to pass out. He was going to cry. He was going to do both at the same time. He felt Teddy grip his hand, and he wondered if he was stable enough to remember to catch him when he fainted. Because it was going to happen.

"Um, can we go?" The blond girl spoke up, tucking her cellphone into her bag and interrupting what was possibly the best moment in Billy's life. "We're supposed to writing songs, remember?"

Kurt waved his hand. "Finn's working on something, we're fine."

"Quinn's right," Crazy Brunette said. "We should go."

"But- I mean, I thought we could show you around New York or something!" Billy protested, desperate to keep his new most favourite person around for as long as possible. Or, at least until he could tell his twin brother Tommy about how he and Teddy inspired someone's life.

"Oh yeah!" Sam said, excited. "That'd be awesome."

"Please Rachel?" Kurt begged, pouting his lips at Crazy Brunette- Rachel, apparently.

Rachel chewed her lip, and glanced at "Quinn", "What do you think? I mean, I agree we should be writing songs but...it's New York."

Quinn sighed. "Fine, but only because I've been dying to look around everywhere."

They strolled through the streets, Billy and Teddy pointing out interesting things to see and making commentary. "See right down there?" Billy said, pointing to a McDonald's. "A couple bullies beat me up behind there once in 9th grade."

"Just gimme their names," Teddy said, slinging an arm around his shoulder. "I'll make them learn to apologize in three different languages before kicking in their faces."

Billy grinned. "That's so sweet."

"Why'd they beat you up?" Kurt asked.

"Oh, the usual- society says I'm different from everyone else, and the narrow-minded bigots at my school lashed out at me because they're afraid of anything they can't understand." He said, shrugging.

Sam's eyes went wide. "Billy are you a mutant?" He asked, his desire to actually meet a mutant clouding his judgment.

Billy laughed, a strange look in his eye. "I was talking about being gay."

"Oh."

"You were bullied because you were gay?" Kurt asked, not really sure about how he was feeling. It was awful, in a way, to hear that even in a great big city like New York the exact same thing was happening...but in a way, it made him feel less alone, too. It wasn't just him and Sam, it was everyone.

"No," Billy said. He stopped and looked him in the eye. "I was bullied because the idiots at my school had a problem with me being gay. There's a difference."

As Kurt let Billy's words sink in, he was distracted by a loud squeal from Rachel, who rushed over to him and grabbed his arm. "Kurt oh my god I swear I saw a picture of Idina Menzel sitting on that bench with Taye Diggs!"

"Who?" Teddy asked, scratching his head.

"Broadway people," Sam explained. Kurt rolled his eyes at his boyfriend's answer, but couldn't be bothered to give one himself.

"Oh." Billy said, nodding. "Uh, Spiderman once stuck a mugger to that bench with his web." He looked down. "I may or may not have taken a picture on my cellphone."

Sam's eyes light up. "Oh my god, no way let me see!" He cried. Billy took out his phone and showed the picture to Sam, who looked like he wanted to faint. "I can die now," He declared. "It's all downhill from here."

Quinn rolled her eyes. "You guys are so lame, I-" She broke off in mid-sentence, staring at something off in the distance. "Oh my god, is that Sofia Coppola?"

"Who?" Rachel asked.

"She directed the Virgin Suicides and Lost in Translation." Sam provided.

"Kate worships her." She said, referring to her combat boot wearing girlfriend. "We have to go see if it's her- and we have to get a picture. Oh my god, she's gonna freak." She said, before sprinting off down the street.

It wasn't Sophia Coppola.

The epic adventure reaches its epic conclusion in the next ish! [clears throat] I mean chapter.

*Stole this line from "Scrubs."

A/N: Thoughts, so far? This was insanely fun to write- I love Billy and Teddy so much. If you haven't read any Young Avengers, I highly advise that you do. Even if you're not into comics. If you have any questions about any details that maybe I didn't explain, or you didn't understand, feel free to say so in a review.