Would You Care To Explain This?

Lunchtime rolled around surprisingly quickly that day. The Brotherhood thought it might be a good idea to have a little talk with the X-Men. "What do you guys want?" Evan snapped, slightly annoyed at their presence.

"Hey have any of you guys been called into Kelly's office?" Lance asked. "He's asking everyone about Friday."

"No," Kitty shook her head along with the rest of the X-Men. "How do you know that?"

"Because he called us in to ask us," Lance stated.

"WHAT?" Kurt yelped.

"Oh great we're dead!" Evan groaned.

"You told on us didn't you?" Scott groaned.

"Don't worry we didn't say nothin," Todd shook his head. "Freddy and I just played dumb."

"Wow that must have been a stretch," Kurt grumbled. Todd made a face at him.

"I went for the 'I Was in the Bathroom the Whole Time' Speech," Tabitha said.

"We used the moral outrage combined with the 'Distract Him with Legal Action Against the School," Pietro said.

"Oooh," Fred marveled. "That's a good one!"

"So what lies are you gonna use?" Lance asked. "You guys did come up with excuses right?"

"Um," Scott and the others looked at each other.

"Oh for crying out loud," Lance groaned. "Okay, give us a few minutes, maybe we can come up with something."

"No thanks!" Kurt spat. "We don't need help from a bunch of idiots who wouldn't know the truth if it bit them in the butt!"

"So what are you going to do?" Pietro snapped. "Say 'Oh hello Herr Kelly, yes I'm afraid I was experimenting with my powers and let a few demons slide into this dimension. Sorry! My fault!' Oh yeah he'll really go for that."

"If you want my advice, just play dumb," Todd said. "Teachers expect kids to be stupid…"

"Correction, they expect you to be stupid!" Kurt snapped.

"Hey we were just trying to help!" Lance huffed. "But if you don't want any…"

"Kurt Wagner please report to the principal's office," the intercom crackled. Kurt turned pale and gulped. He looked at the Brotherhood.

"Don't look at us," Todd said. "We're idiots who wouldn't know reality if it bit them on the butt."

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"Mr. Wagner, come on in," Principal Kelly smiled. Kurt shuffled in nervously. He wasn't very good at lying, he knew. And he had no idea what to say. We had all weekend to come up with a cover story, He thought. Why didn't we come up with a cover story! Wait! What story? Just play dumb like Toad said. That we know nothing! Ya, that will work…I hope.

"Mr. Wagner? Did you hear me?"

"Huh," Kurt snapped back to reality.

"I asked you if you could explain Friday's dance," Kelly asked.

"Dance?" Kurt gulped. "Um…I…I…Oh about those monsters right?"

"Well I certainly didn't call you in here do discuss the decorations did I?" Kelly snapped. "Do you have any idea what caused those creatures to come in and nearly kill us all?"

"I don't know!" Kurt gulped, suddenly feeling more than a little guilty. "I don't know…I don't know…" Panic started to take over his mind under Kelly's glare.

"Um, Mr. Wagner," Kelly realized he had probably been too harsh on the boy. "Kurt!"

"I know nothing! I know nothing!" Kurt yelped, sounding like a bad version of Sgt. Shultz. "Nothing! Nothing! Nothing!"

"Kurt, Kurt calm down," Kelly raised his hands. "I'm sorry! I didn't mean to snap at you! I had a very bad time too and I didn't mean to take it out on you." He reached out to put a hand on his shoulder.

Kurt, afraid that Kelly would feel his fur, jerked back and panicked. "Don't touch!" He yelped in a loud voice.

Suddenly Lance burst in. "Are you hassling students again?" He shouted. "Abuse! Child Abuse!"

"Mr. Alvers…" Kelly growled. "Do you mind?"

"Yes I do mind! Haven't you traumatized this kid enough!" Lance snapped, then he pulled Kurt closer and whispered into his ear. "If it wasn't for Kitty I'd leave you here to hang furball! Now keep acting confused and scared! Let me do the talking!"

"I know nothing!" Kurt yelled louder.

"You're abusing students!" Lance shouted. "Hassling them for no reason! What do you think beating them will get the truth! Call this kid a lawyer! Call the German Embassy! Call Amnesty International!"

"Calling Dr. Weisman…" Kelly moaned in the intercom.