"Boo!" Quinn Fabray jumped out in front of Artie wearing her cheerios uniform

"Ah!" Artie screamed in the high-squeaky voice he used when he was scared

"Whoa Artie! It's just me!" Quinn said, laughing and removing her witch mask

"I-uh, I knew that." Artie reassured himself as he wheeled into the choir room with Quinn

"So I have a great idea, but I think that I should run it by you before I run it by Mr. Schue." Quinn said sitting down in one of the chairs. Artie nodded and leaned in. "What if the glee club had a Halloween party?" She asked excitedly

"Hmm," Artie pondered the thought for a minute "Well Kurt would be back from visiting seeing his fashion show in London by then, and I think that I would make a great Count Dracula costume."

"Awesome!" Quinn exclaimed as she hugged Artie, "I love you-I mean, cool." Quinn covered up. After Tina had left Artie for Mike, and after Quinn got tired of Puck, Quinn and Artie had started to grow strong feelings for each other.

"Yeah, um, yeah so uh, bye" Artie said as he wheeled over to Mercedes, who was talking importantly on the phone while filing her nails. "Hey Mercedes!"

"Oh, hey Artie. Hold up a second, im on the phone with Tina." Mercedes said laughing at something Tina had said on the other line.

"Um, It can wait." Artie replied wheeling over to another spot. Artie didn't want to cause himself more pain by thinking about Tina again. He had cried himself to sleep for weeks after Tina broke up with him. It seemed that no matter what Artie did, he never caught Tina's eye. He couldn't go on the football team because Coach Beiste, he couldn't get abs because of his handicap, and his voice was just so. Just then, Mr. Schuster walked into the room.

"Hey Mr. Schuester!" Quinn greeted Mr. Schue

"Hey Quinn."

"So um, I was wondering, could we, as a glee club, have a Halloween party?" Quinn asked, letting her fingers dance around in her hair

"Um, I would have to ask Figgins, but I think that it's a great idea!"

"Eek!" Quinn squealed excitedly

At the principal's office…

"No." Figgins said in his usual monotone voice "I will not allow your glee club to be prancing around in sexualized costumes that inspire the occult like Miss Cohen-Chang is!"

"What? The glee club will be wearing school appropriate costumes, and Tina is not a vampire for the fifteenth time." Mr. Schue protested

"I agree with Figgins." Sue said, leaning against the book case "We don't need any more demonic clothing displays! It was torturing enough to see your little demons dress up like that freaky prostitute last year."

"You mean Lady Gaga?"

"Even her name is freaky. She practically is Halloween, so you and your little glee kids have already had a week long Halloween party." Sue argued

"Why is she here?" Will asked annoyed

"To make sure that another hairdresser interrupts our conversation to fix your hair." Sue said bitterly

"To supervise and give her opinion. But, I will not allow it!" Figgins slapped his hand against the oak desk

"Well here's my opinion. Halloween is for stupid little children to eat candy and let their teeth rot so that dentists, like Erma's new beau Carl, can make a boat load of money."

"What if you come to the Halloween party?" Will offered to Figgins, discarding Sue's comment about Emma's new dentist boyfriend, Carl. "Then you would know what was going on and make sure that everything is school appropriate and non-demonic." Will questioned if he said non-demonic right

"When is the party?" Figgins asked excitedly

"Wh-du-um, Halloween?"

"I'll be there!"

"What! You want to see stupid little children gallivanting around our school like chimpanzees! I am disgusted!" Sue said, storming out of the room

"Well, be at the choir room by four-thirty!" Will said walking out the door

Back in London…

"Hey Mercedes!" Kurt said, strolling down the dirt path, making sure his shoes wouldn't get ruined.

"How's London?"

"Dark and wet." Kurt said, noticing that the sun had just gone down. "But, I have to tell you something. I met this guy, and he told me something that at first I couldn't' believe, but I think it may be true."

"What did he tell you? Kurt, you can't believe a guy and pretend to be interested so that you can see if he'll date you." Mercedes warned him

"No, he's straight."

"Well, what did he tell you?"

"I saw a werewolf with a Chinese menu in his hand,
alking through the streets of Soho in the rain.
He was looking for a place called Lee Ho Fook's,
going to get himself a big dish of beef chow mein. A-whoooo,
Werewolves of London! Ah-whoooo! Ah-whooooo!
If you hear him howling around your kitchen door,
better not let him in
Little old lady got mutilated late last night,
Werewolves of London again. Ah-whoooo!
Werewolves of London Ah-whooo! Werewolves of London, ah-whoooo!
He's the hairy-handed gent who ran amuck in Kent,
lately he's been overheard in Mayfair.
Better stay away from him.
He'll rip your lungs out, Jim
I'd like to meet his tailor. Ah-whooo, ah-whooo! Ah-whooooo!
Werewolves of London. Ah-whoooo!
Well, I saw Lon Chaney walking with the Queen
Doing the werewolves of London.
I saw Lon Chaney, Jr. walking with the Queen
Doing the werewolves of London.
I saw a werewolf drinking a pina colada at Trader Vic's
His hair was perfect. Ah-whoooo!
Werewolves of London
Draw blood Ah-whooooo! "

"Whoa." Mercedes replied

"Uh, Mercedes," Kurt suddenly heard the leaves rustle in the bushes behind him "I'll call you later. Bye." He quickly shut his phone, backed away from the bushes, and crashed into something hard and warm. His heart started to pound loudly, and he went cold. "Aah!" Kurt yelled in a high, squeaky voice.

"Kurt! What the hell are you doing out here by yourself? We have to finish packing!" Kurt's dad, Burt Hummel warned him.

"Oh. Yeah." Kurt said; relieved as he felt his heart slow down. "Let's get back to the hotel."