So how does Kelly get out of the fix he's in? Let's just say that the guy was a born politician.
Problems with the PTA
"So that is why I organized a mini student pep rally," Kelly smiled at the members of the PTA board. "Just to step up school spirit and alleviate the tensions of the past couple of weeks. It was hardly the wild rave students are making it out to be."
"Oh," Mrs. Hardy's face fell flat. "That makes sense."
"True a couple of students did sneak alcohol onto the premises," Kelly said in his most stern voice. "But they have been dealt with. Unfortunately that is a problem all too common in our modern school system. Just today I was having a discussion with the chief of police about ways to combat this serious problem."
"I thought it was because you were arrested?" Mrs. Hardy asked.
"I wasn't really arrested," Kelly said. "It was for charity."
"Oh yeah I've heard of those things," One parent says. "A teacher is 'arrested' and everybody donates money to a cause such as cancer or something to pay his 'bail'. Very creative!"
"He's right," Dorothy muttered under her breath.
"Well that certainly clears up a few things," Mrs. Hardy sighed. "For a moment we didn't think you were on top of things."
"Oh I assure you Mrs. Hardy," Kelly said. "I have been working hard to make Bayville High a safe, decent, normal place for our children to get an education."
That was when a frog hopped up to the podium. "What the heck is that?" One parent gulped.
"Obviously you didn't pass biology," Mrs. Hardy sniffed. "Well Kelly care to explain why there's a frog here?"
"Oh that," Kelly looked at the frog. "That's …Bubba. The freshman class mascot. Due to concerns we are no longer using live frogs for dissection purposes." He picked up the frog and handed it to Dorothy. "Dorothy could you please take Bubba and put him where he belongs."
"Oh yeah," Dorothy said without enthusiasm. She left the room muttering something under her breath.
"Moving on now," Kelly said. "I am pleased to report that Bayville High has the highest score in the statewide test scores." This was met with thunderous applause. "Yes this could not have been possible without the student's hard work and my commitment to education." Nothing like test scores to smokescreen the real situation at a school. Works every time! He thought.
After the applause died down, Mrs. Hardy raised her hand again. "What is being done about the repairs to the gym?"
"Well we got more than half the repairs done," Kelly sighed. "But once again we need more funding. We are going to hold a bake sale this weekend as well as a car wash in order to raise funds."
"Well," Mrs. Hardy was loath to admit Kelly had the situation in hand. "What about those monster reports?"
"The police are doing all they can, I assure you," Kelly reassured her. "I've even hired extra security to patrol the school as well as have some …older students patrolling the bathrooms. Let me make this clear, I don't know where these…creatures came from but I am doing everything within my power to find the truth and make Bayville safe once more!"
As thunderous applause rocked the room, outside the school a very familiar former teacher was wandering again. Hank still needed to roam outside once in a while, and he couldn't help but be drawn to this place he loved so much. He longingly looked inside the classroom he once taught in.
Unfortunately just at that moment Mrs. Hardy walked by. She wanted to get some air after listening to Kelly's speech. She had decided to wander and inspect the classroom out of curiosity. She just happened to look out the window and saw Hank. She screamed a scream that would wake the dead.
"Oh dear," Hank gulped and ran away. Kelly and the others ran into the room.
"It's Hank McCoy!" Mrs. Hardy fainted.
"Oh great!" Kelly groaned. "Here we go again! Call 911!"
"HE'S HERE?" One parent screamed. "THAT MONSTER'S STILL LOOSE?"
"KELLY WHAT THE HECK IS GOING ON HERE?" Another shouted.
"Look it's not my fault the cops can't catch him!" Kelly shouted.
"Where the heck is all that security you said you had?" One parent shouted. Soon several parents were screaming at him. Several others were running for their lives. Others were simply screaming and running around in circles.
"So close…" Kelly moaned. "I was so close…"
"I'm going to sue Kelly!" Mrs. Hardy was awake now. "I'm going to sue for reckless endangerment and whatever else my lawyer can figure out!"
"That's it!" One father told his wife. "We're moving back to New York City! The schools are safer there and no monsters are running around!"
"Yeah," Another parent said. "I'm taking my kid out too!"
"What about the rest of us who can't afford to move?" Another shouted.
"You're on your own toots!"
"Who are you calling toots you sexist jerk?" The woman gave the man a sudden right cross. Soon there was a full-fledged fight on Kelly's hands. He tried to stop it, but was knocked out cold by Mrs. Hardy's handbag.
In the back of the room, Ororo sighed. She had come to the meeting in order to find out what was going to happen. The situation at the school was going from bad to worse. "Great," She put her head in her hands. "The professor really needs to have a word with Hank. Or put him on a leash or something."