Chapter 2, Convincing
"Alright class, you've read the experiment, no get to it," said Mrs. Straughn. She stood and called Kurt over.
"Yes Mrs. Straughn?" he asked.
"Did you want to switch groups? I'm sure another, less. eccentric. group will be happy to take you."
"No, zat's okay. Really, ve haffa lot of sings in common," he said with asmile. He headed back to Lisa and Angela. The lab was already set up and ready to go.
"What was that about?" asked Lisa.
"Ah, she vanted me to switch groups. She knows you guys can be, ah, intimidating," he said. Angela and Lisa sweatdropped.
"Well, then," began Lisa. "Oh, no, Don't vorry! I told her ve haff sings in common." "Good!" said Angela happily. "Let's start the lab then," she said. They all nodded. Lisa filled the beaker with ethanol and Kurt added the pink powdery Cobalt (II) Chloride. The liquid turned blue. Angela wrote on the paper 'turned Kurt colored,' and Kurt jumped. "Vhat!? Don't do zat!" he yelled, taking her pen and scratching it out. He wrote 'blue' instead
"But it's true," Lisa insisted. Angela nodded in agreement. "Yah, but don't tell evreyvone!" he protested. Angela took her pen back and wrote "kato korado" in katakana. He glared, but Lisa laughed.
"Okay, now for the deionized water," said Lisa, adding it. Not a drop spilled. "Hey, it turned pink!" she exclaimed. "Kurt-coloredjyanai desu," said Angela. Lisa nodded, writing that down. "Bah! English, please! Or German, at least!" cried Kurt. They laughed at him. "Here, you add the hydrochloric acid. But be careful, it's 12M," warned Lisa as she handed the beaker to Kurt. He nodded, doing as he was told. They finished the lab pretty much without incident. "Okay, no we have to take what's left of the blue liquid," said Lisa, glaring at Kurt," and add more ionized water and watch it turn purple, not pink," she said as she added the water. "Ah! Vatch it! Not so much!" yelled Kurt as the liquid turned pink.
"Oops," said Lisa, "maybe next time you should do it, Angela." Angela nodded. Kurt sweatdropped. They watched as their liquid turned a darker pink when heated. They put it in ice water and it returned to the light pink color again. They took it back to their lab station and Kurt sighed.
"Do you guys alvays mess up labs zis bahd?" asked Kurt.
"Well, at least nothing got broken," said Angela, making a hand gesture, Her hand bumped the test tube rack over, with the test tubes. They shattered and Lisa and Angela both looked at Kurt. He started laughing. Just a chuckle at first, but then he buckled over with laughter.
"Wow, Kurt, you're great!" said Lisa after he had wiped the tears from his eyes. They had Mrs. Straughn clean the glass up.
"Yeah! Our old lab partner would never have laughed at us!" said Angela.
"Old lab partner? You guys didn't kill someone, did you?" asked Kurt, alarmed.
"Oh no, we just scared him away. To an entirely different class, that is," said Lisa. As they cleaned up, Angela and Lisa got charged with taking care of the HCl. They took the baking soda and were about to dump it in to neutralize it when Angela noticed something.
"Kurt!" she yelled, causing him to look. He walked over to them as Angela went to grab his exposed tail, carelessly splashing acid she was holding onto his hand.
"Ah! Vatch it!"he yelled. He quickly ran his hand under cold water. Mrs. Straughn saw and came over quickly.
"Kurt, are you alright? Did you spill acid on yourself?" she asked, concerned. 'I didn't, not on myself.' he thought. "That acid is really strong, 12 molar. You should let me see," she said, reaching for his hand. He jumped; pulling back Lisa quickly stuffed his tail under his shirt before anyone saw. "No! Really, I'm fine!" he said, heading for the door. "Kurt, you really should just let me see. It won't hurt anymore than the acid does now," she insisted. He shook his head and quickly ran out. Angela intercepted before Mrs. Straughn could chase him. "Mrs. Straughn," she said, putting her hand in the HCl, "I'm burned, too!" Lisa blanched, chasing after Kurt while Mrs. Straughn was occupied with Angela. "Kurt, are you okay?" she yelled. "I'm fine. Go get Angela, though, ve need to go home- er- back to ze mansion," he told Lisa. She nodded, going back to Mrs. Straughn's room. "Mrs. Straughn!" she said. The teacher looked up from putting ointment on Angela's red hand. Neither looked pleased. "Mrs. Straughn, maybe I should take Angela to the office to see the nurse." "She's burned," said the teacher. "Yes, but isn't it a rule that you have to call and tell her Mom if she's hurt? She injured on school grounds," explained Lisa, sounding hopeful. "But Lisa, I don't-" "I guess she's right," said Mrs. Straughn. "Go on." Angela whined, holding her hand and following Lisa. "Oh, come on," said Lisa, pulling her quickly through the door. Kurt pulled them into the science teacher's storage area. His hologram was off and he was holding his hand, too. "Alright, grab onto me," he said. Lisa and Angela nodded, taking hold of his shoulder. There was a soft 'bamf' sound as the world around them disappeared in a puff of blue smoke. They arrived in the mansion seconds later along with the smell of sulfur and brimstone. "Professor!" Kurt called, pulling away from the confused girls. The Professor rolled in from the hallway and jumped. "Kurt, what are you doing here? You should be at school! You, too, girls!" "Vater! Quickly!" he said, running toward the kitchen. Angela followed him and they both ran their hands under the water, whimpering. "What's going on, Lisa?" Xavier asked, alarmed. Logan burst out of the upstairs bathroom wearing a towel around his waist. His fur-like hair was wet and matted to his face. "Turn off the damned water!" he yelled from upstairs, stomping down. "Now, Logan," said Professor X, trying to prevent an imminent murder, "I'm sure they didn't know you were in the shower-" "What are you doin' here, green horn?" he snarled at Lisa. "I really don't know. There was a lab and Hydrochloric acid and bamf! Here we are," she explained. "Whoah, whoah, hold on. Slow down, what happened again?" asked the Professor. "Well," she started slowly, "We were doing this lab in chemistry. There was 12 molar Hydrochloric acid involved. and it all went downhill form there." she said. Logan and the Professor sweatdropped. "Uh, should they really be putting water on those wounds?" asked Lisa. "Yes and no, but I better go deal with that," said the Professor. "Angela! Try baking soda!" Lisa yelled to her from the main entry hall. Logan looked very confused. "What? It's what we use in class to neutralize it!" Lisa protested. There was no change in his expression. "No, really! It is! You should have taken chemistry." "Itai." Angela sniffled. "Oh my." came Xavier's voice from the kitchen. Lisa went and looked, trying hard not to laugh at the sight before her. Kurt was now, quite literally, a 'powder' blue color. Angela, in her rush to stop the itching and burning, had grabbed nad spilled baking powder everywhere. Both of them still washed the burns, rubbing the areas where the skin, or fur, was being eaten away. "Lemme get it!" said Lisa, running to the cabinets. Afer much searching, she brought a box of baking soda to them, dumping it on their hands. Both fizzed and bubbled. She continued dumping the powder until there was no more sign of a reaction. "It itches!" Angela whined. "My fur!" Kurt exclaimed, rinsing the powder off of his hand. "It hurrrrrrrrrrrts!" Angela whined. "Ouch, at least I had fur. It only got ze top couple layahz," said Kurt. "Well whatdaya know," said Logan, "the not-so-crazy one's idea worked after all. But you do know all three of you are grounded, right? Now clean up this mess after you get bandaged." With that, Logan walked back to finish his shower. "Ugh, we don't even live here yet and we're already grounded?" whined Angela. "Well, we are skipping school, but this sucks," said Lisa. "My hand hurts," complained Angela. The professor took her to go get it bandaged. Kurt and Lisa followed. "Mine itches," said Kurt. "Trade ya?" said Angela hopefully. Lisa and Kurt sweatdropped. "Ah, no sanks." he said. "Oh no, what do we tell Mrs. Straughn?" asked Lisa. "We'll be grounded and have detention!" Angela whined. "I'll take care of it," said Xavier. "Owwwwww!" cried Angela. "Maybe we should try an, um, less painful solution next time Kurt is in danger of being discovered," suggested Lisa. "You're tellin' me! This 12 molar makes 5 seem like water!" said Angela. "I meant to the problem of distracting Mrs. Straughn," Lisa reiterated. "Wait a minute, five molar? You mean zis has happened before?" asked Kurt. Lisa nodded. "I never sot I'd be so happy to see Fritag." "Wait, it's Friday?" asked Angela. "You no German?" asked Kurt. "Exploratory language," explained Lisa. "Ah, vell, yes, it is Friday, vich means you haff ze whole veekend to move in!" "Well, did you talk to our parents, yet?" Lisa asked Professor Xavier. Angela shivered. "Not. exactly," said the professor at length. Lisa and Angela sweatdropped. "What you really mean to say is not at all, ne?" said Lisa. "Wait, what time is it??" asked Angela, jumping. "Itz 10:50, vhy?" asked Kurt. "10:50? We're gonna be late for fifth hour!" exclaimed Angela. "But I sot ve vere skipping ze rest of ze day," said Kurt. "Yeah, we can get the homework on Monday," said Lisa. "For somevone who is so seemingly carefree, she sure vorrys a lot," said Kurt. "Baka!" Angela exclaimed, jumping again and making it hard for the Professor to bandage her hand. "One, we didn't tell Mrs. Straughn or anyone else for that matter. Don'tcha think it'll be a little suspicious of the three of us dissapear at th same time from the same class? And two, if you're not in class, they call home!" "Oh, that's right!" said Lisa. The Professor finally let go of Angela's arm and started to work on Kurt. He shook his head no to indicate he was fine. "Kurt, can you take us back to school?" "No, no, don't worry. I told you I would take care of it," said the Professor. "But my Mom has today off! They're gonna call her!" said Angela, breaking into hysterics. "Calm down!" said Kurt. Angela glared. "You've never met my Mom," said Angela. "Or mine," added Lisa. "My Mom doesn't take well to me being 'different,' but my Dad's a little better about it," she explained. "Vhy's zat?" asked Kurt. "He's the one that dropped me down the stairs," said Lisa. Everyone sweatdropped. "Well, Angela, you're Mom's home now, right?" asked Xavier. "Yeah, I guess so," she said. Then realization dawned on her. "No! Oh no! You can't! She'll be sleeping! Or something!" she cried. "It's eazer zat or letting ze phone vake her ven you miss ze next hour," said Kurt. "Well then, what are we waiting for? Kurt, let's go!" said Angela, putting a hand on his shoulder. "Um, maybe a less, or, ah, more conventional arrival would be more readily accepted," said Xavier. Angela sweatdropped. Kurt put one hand on Xavier's shoulder and another on Lisa's and bamfed them to the lunchroom. "Spiffy!" said Lisa. She and Angela went over to the table with Kurt while Professor X headed to the office. "Hey." said Simon, looking at Kurt. "Who's this?" "No, Simon, He's strait," said Lisa. "Did vhat I sot happened just happen?" asked Kurt. Lisa nodded. "Don't worry, it happened to me, too," said Lisa. "But I thought." began Angela. "Yes, he was straight then. Or at least not out of the closet yet," said Lisa, "But Simon, we came here to say that we ma not be in school for the rest of the day, so say bye for us." Simon nodded. "Come on, Kurt," said Angela, pulling his arm. He still looked a bit disturbed. They went to Xavier who had returned, looking angry. "That was a very dangerous thing you did, Kurt. What if you were seen?" he demanded. "Don't worry, we're considered freaks. No one really looks at us," said Lisa. Angela nodded. Kurt took them to an empty class and bamfed, them to Angela's front lawn. "Here ve are," said Kurt happily. "Um, can I stay out here?" asked Angela. Lisa glared. Angela sighed and led the way. She opened the door with her key and saw her Mom drinking coffee in the kitchen in a white fluffy robe and wearing light blue slippers. "What are you doing here?" she asked. Angela shrunk back, bumping into Kurt. "Ah, you must be Mrs. Jones. Your daughter, Angela, has been invited to live with us at the Xavier institute for gifted youngsters. I am Professor Xavier." "Gifted, you mean because of her good grades? I thought she was slacking off a little." "Not exactly," said Kurt. Angela bristled, turning to look at him angrily. She then looked at Xavier who nodded, reading her desperate thoughts. "Why don't you guys go see Angela's room, hmm?" he suggested. Angela looked relieved, practically running to her room with Lisa and Kurt in tow. She saw them in and shut the door. There was much yelling that followed, though the words were incoherent. "What do you think they're yelling about?" asked Lisa. "Me, probably," said Angela. "Oh, don't vorry," said Kurt. Angela didn't look pleased. "Hey, where's Wooby?" asked Lisa. "He's at work," said Angela absently. "Ah, iz zat your fazer?" asked Kurt. "No." said Lisa. "It's my dog," said Angela. "Your dog goes to vork?" asked Kurt. "Well, my step dad brings him!" Angela said, annoyed. "Hey, the noise stopped," said Lisa. "Yeah, you're right. Maybe we finally von?" said Kurt. "I doubt she'd give in that easily," said Angela. There was a knock on the door and Angela opened the door. Professor Xavier rolled in and the three of them watched, confused. His face was ashen. "What's the verdict?" asked Lisa. "We need some backup," said Xavier. Kurt looked horrified. "Get Logan." "Zat bad?" The Professor only nodded and Kurt bamfed away. He came back quickly with Logan who growled. "What do you want?" he snarled. "We need you," said Xavier. "She's. very objective," he explained, looking at Angela. "I told you so!" she said. "You, Kurt, take them home. I'll meet you back at the mansion," said Logan, exiting the room. Everyone looked at Kurt and he sighed, bamfing them back to the mansion. "I don't really like being ze escort," said Kurt. "Oh, sorry, we'll ask Scott to drive us to Lisa's house," said Xavier. Kurt sighed and looked relieved. The color slowly went back into Xavier's face. "I want you to know that your mother is a wonder, charming woman, Angela. Eccentric for sure, but a good woman," he said. Angela sweatdropped. "It's not nice to lie, professor," she said. "Uh, how is Logan getting home?" asked Lisa. Everyone looked unsure. "Kurt...?" said the Professor. Kurt sighed, nodding and bamfed off. He came back with Logan about ten minutes later. Logan looked flustered and angry. "So how'd it go?" asked Lisa. Logan glared, going up the stairs. He turned around before going up all the way. "You can stay. Your dog came home." he said, trailing off. "Oh, did you meet him?" asked Lisa. Logan nodded. "Your party is tomorrow," he said. "Party?" asked Angela. "Going away party. She said to invite whomever you want. I need some Aspirin." he said, going upstairs. "Yay! Party!" said Angela, "Do you wanna come, Kurt?" "Uh, sure!" "Great! Logan-san! You come, too!" she yelled. "He'll be there," said the Professor. "What about you?" asked Lisa. "Uh, well, I should stay here and watch the students." he said, blanching again. Lisa, Angela and Kurt nodded. "Well, will your Mom be home now, Lisa?" "Should be. My turn," she said, looking nervous. "Don't worry. We don't have Logan-san anymore, but I'm sure Kurt could be intimidating, too," Angela said. "Now, now, I don't think Logan did anything to scare her. I'm not sure anything could scare her," said Xavier. They laughed and went to find Scott who drove them to Lisa's house. Inside, they sat down at the kitchen table. "Mrs. Jonasson, Lisa has been invited to the Xavier Institute for the Gifted," he explained once more. "Is it a boarding school or something?" "Well, sort of. But she will still attend public school. She will, however, have extra classes," said Xavier. "Extra classes? On what?" asked Lisa's Mom. "Well, you see, your daughter has been given certain. Abilities. She can control water. Her friend, Angela, controls lightning. They need to practice and learn how to better control these abilities," said the Professor. He explained more about the school and the students there. Lisa's Mom didn't look pleased. "I want you to know that this is not what I expected when you got here," she said, looking and sounding annoyed. "I also want you to know that I am not at all pleased." "But it's okay?" asked Lisa. Her mom sighed. "I suppose." "Yay! I love you Mom!" said Lisa, hugging Kurt who bamfed them outside again. Her mom jumped. "That'll take some getting used to," she mumbled as the car started and drove them off to the mansion again.
"Alright class, you've read the experiment, no get to it," said Mrs. Straughn. She stood and called Kurt over.
"Yes Mrs. Straughn?" he asked.
"Did you want to switch groups? I'm sure another, less. eccentric. group will be happy to take you."
"No, zat's okay. Really, ve haffa lot of sings in common," he said with asmile. He headed back to Lisa and Angela. The lab was already set up and ready to go.
"What was that about?" asked Lisa.
"Ah, she vanted me to switch groups. She knows you guys can be, ah, intimidating," he said. Angela and Lisa sweatdropped.
"Well, then," began Lisa. "Oh, no, Don't vorry! I told her ve haff sings in common." "Good!" said Angela happily. "Let's start the lab then," she said. They all nodded. Lisa filled the beaker with ethanol and Kurt added the pink powdery Cobalt (II) Chloride. The liquid turned blue. Angela wrote on the paper 'turned Kurt colored,' and Kurt jumped. "Vhat!? Don't do zat!" he yelled, taking her pen and scratching it out. He wrote 'blue' instead
"But it's true," Lisa insisted. Angela nodded in agreement. "Yah, but don't tell evreyvone!" he protested. Angela took her pen back and wrote "kato korado" in katakana. He glared, but Lisa laughed.
"Okay, now for the deionized water," said Lisa, adding it. Not a drop spilled. "Hey, it turned pink!" she exclaimed. "Kurt-coloredjyanai desu," said Angela. Lisa nodded, writing that down. "Bah! English, please! Or German, at least!" cried Kurt. They laughed at him. "Here, you add the hydrochloric acid. But be careful, it's 12M," warned Lisa as she handed the beaker to Kurt. He nodded, doing as he was told. They finished the lab pretty much without incident. "Okay, no we have to take what's left of the blue liquid," said Lisa, glaring at Kurt," and add more ionized water and watch it turn purple, not pink," she said as she added the water. "Ah! Vatch it! Not so much!" yelled Kurt as the liquid turned pink.
"Oops," said Lisa, "maybe next time you should do it, Angela." Angela nodded. Kurt sweatdropped. They watched as their liquid turned a darker pink when heated. They put it in ice water and it returned to the light pink color again. They took it back to their lab station and Kurt sighed.
"Do you guys alvays mess up labs zis bahd?" asked Kurt.
"Well, at least nothing got broken," said Angela, making a hand gesture, Her hand bumped the test tube rack over, with the test tubes. They shattered and Lisa and Angela both looked at Kurt. He started laughing. Just a chuckle at first, but then he buckled over with laughter.
"Wow, Kurt, you're great!" said Lisa after he had wiped the tears from his eyes. They had Mrs. Straughn clean the glass up.
"Yeah! Our old lab partner would never have laughed at us!" said Angela.
"Old lab partner? You guys didn't kill someone, did you?" asked Kurt, alarmed.
"Oh no, we just scared him away. To an entirely different class, that is," said Lisa. As they cleaned up, Angela and Lisa got charged with taking care of the HCl. They took the baking soda and were about to dump it in to neutralize it when Angela noticed something.
"Kurt!" she yelled, causing him to look. He walked over to them as Angela went to grab his exposed tail, carelessly splashing acid she was holding onto his hand.
"Ah! Vatch it!"he yelled. He quickly ran his hand under cold water. Mrs. Straughn saw and came over quickly.
"Kurt, are you alright? Did you spill acid on yourself?" she asked, concerned. 'I didn't, not on myself.' he thought. "That acid is really strong, 12 molar. You should let me see," she said, reaching for his hand. He jumped; pulling back Lisa quickly stuffed his tail under his shirt before anyone saw. "No! Really, I'm fine!" he said, heading for the door. "Kurt, you really should just let me see. It won't hurt anymore than the acid does now," she insisted. He shook his head and quickly ran out. Angela intercepted before Mrs. Straughn could chase him. "Mrs. Straughn," she said, putting her hand in the HCl, "I'm burned, too!" Lisa blanched, chasing after Kurt while Mrs. Straughn was occupied with Angela. "Kurt, are you okay?" she yelled. "I'm fine. Go get Angela, though, ve need to go home- er- back to ze mansion," he told Lisa. She nodded, going back to Mrs. Straughn's room. "Mrs. Straughn!" she said. The teacher looked up from putting ointment on Angela's red hand. Neither looked pleased. "Mrs. Straughn, maybe I should take Angela to the office to see the nurse." "She's burned," said the teacher. "Yes, but isn't it a rule that you have to call and tell her Mom if she's hurt? She injured on school grounds," explained Lisa, sounding hopeful. "But Lisa, I don't-" "I guess she's right," said Mrs. Straughn. "Go on." Angela whined, holding her hand and following Lisa. "Oh, come on," said Lisa, pulling her quickly through the door. Kurt pulled them into the science teacher's storage area. His hologram was off and he was holding his hand, too. "Alright, grab onto me," he said. Lisa and Angela nodded, taking hold of his shoulder. There was a soft 'bamf' sound as the world around them disappeared in a puff of blue smoke. They arrived in the mansion seconds later along with the smell of sulfur and brimstone. "Professor!" Kurt called, pulling away from the confused girls. The Professor rolled in from the hallway and jumped. "Kurt, what are you doing here? You should be at school! You, too, girls!" "Vater! Quickly!" he said, running toward the kitchen. Angela followed him and they both ran their hands under the water, whimpering. "What's going on, Lisa?" Xavier asked, alarmed. Logan burst out of the upstairs bathroom wearing a towel around his waist. His fur-like hair was wet and matted to his face. "Turn off the damned water!" he yelled from upstairs, stomping down. "Now, Logan," said Professor X, trying to prevent an imminent murder, "I'm sure they didn't know you were in the shower-" "What are you doin' here, green horn?" he snarled at Lisa. "I really don't know. There was a lab and Hydrochloric acid and bamf! Here we are," she explained. "Whoah, whoah, hold on. Slow down, what happened again?" asked the Professor. "Well," she started slowly, "We were doing this lab in chemistry. There was 12 molar Hydrochloric acid involved. and it all went downhill form there." she said. Logan and the Professor sweatdropped. "Uh, should they really be putting water on those wounds?" asked Lisa. "Yes and no, but I better go deal with that," said the Professor. "Angela! Try baking soda!" Lisa yelled to her from the main entry hall. Logan looked very confused. "What? It's what we use in class to neutralize it!" Lisa protested. There was no change in his expression. "No, really! It is! You should have taken chemistry." "Itai." Angela sniffled. "Oh my." came Xavier's voice from the kitchen. Lisa went and looked, trying hard not to laugh at the sight before her. Kurt was now, quite literally, a 'powder' blue color. Angela, in her rush to stop the itching and burning, had grabbed nad spilled baking powder everywhere. Both of them still washed the burns, rubbing the areas where the skin, or fur, was being eaten away. "Lemme get it!" said Lisa, running to the cabinets. Afer much searching, she brought a box of baking soda to them, dumping it on their hands. Both fizzed and bubbled. She continued dumping the powder until there was no more sign of a reaction. "It itches!" Angela whined. "My fur!" Kurt exclaimed, rinsing the powder off of his hand. "It hurrrrrrrrrrrts!" Angela whined. "Ouch, at least I had fur. It only got ze top couple layahz," said Kurt. "Well whatdaya know," said Logan, "the not-so-crazy one's idea worked after all. But you do know all three of you are grounded, right? Now clean up this mess after you get bandaged." With that, Logan walked back to finish his shower. "Ugh, we don't even live here yet and we're already grounded?" whined Angela. "Well, we are skipping school, but this sucks," said Lisa. "My hand hurts," complained Angela. The professor took her to go get it bandaged. Kurt and Lisa followed. "Mine itches," said Kurt. "Trade ya?" said Angela hopefully. Lisa and Kurt sweatdropped. "Ah, no sanks." he said. "Oh no, what do we tell Mrs. Straughn?" asked Lisa. "We'll be grounded and have detention!" Angela whined. "I'll take care of it," said Xavier. "Owwwwww!" cried Angela. "Maybe we should try an, um, less painful solution next time Kurt is in danger of being discovered," suggested Lisa. "You're tellin' me! This 12 molar makes 5 seem like water!" said Angela. "I meant to the problem of distracting Mrs. Straughn," Lisa reiterated. "Wait a minute, five molar? You mean zis has happened before?" asked Kurt. Lisa nodded. "I never sot I'd be so happy to see Fritag." "Wait, it's Friday?" asked Angela. "You no German?" asked Kurt. "Exploratory language," explained Lisa. "Ah, vell, yes, it is Friday, vich means you haff ze whole veekend to move in!" "Well, did you talk to our parents, yet?" Lisa asked Professor Xavier. Angela shivered. "Not. exactly," said the professor at length. Lisa and Angela sweatdropped. "What you really mean to say is not at all, ne?" said Lisa. "Wait, what time is it??" asked Angela, jumping. "Itz 10:50, vhy?" asked Kurt. "10:50? We're gonna be late for fifth hour!" exclaimed Angela. "But I sot ve vere skipping ze rest of ze day," said Kurt. "Yeah, we can get the homework on Monday," said Lisa. "For somevone who is so seemingly carefree, she sure vorrys a lot," said Kurt. "Baka!" Angela exclaimed, jumping again and making it hard for the Professor to bandage her hand. "One, we didn't tell Mrs. Straughn or anyone else for that matter. Don'tcha think it'll be a little suspicious of the three of us dissapear at th same time from the same class? And two, if you're not in class, they call home!" "Oh, that's right!" said Lisa. The Professor finally let go of Angela's arm and started to work on Kurt. He shook his head no to indicate he was fine. "Kurt, can you take us back to school?" "No, no, don't worry. I told you I would take care of it," said the Professor. "But my Mom has today off! They're gonna call her!" said Angela, breaking into hysterics. "Calm down!" said Kurt. Angela glared. "You've never met my Mom," said Angela. "Or mine," added Lisa. "My Mom doesn't take well to me being 'different,' but my Dad's a little better about it," she explained. "Vhy's zat?" asked Kurt. "He's the one that dropped me down the stairs," said Lisa. Everyone sweatdropped. "Well, Angela, you're Mom's home now, right?" asked Xavier. "Yeah, I guess so," she said. Then realization dawned on her. "No! Oh no! You can't! She'll be sleeping! Or something!" she cried. "It's eazer zat or letting ze phone vake her ven you miss ze next hour," said Kurt. "Well then, what are we waiting for? Kurt, let's go!" said Angela, putting a hand on his shoulder. "Um, maybe a less, or, ah, more conventional arrival would be more readily accepted," said Xavier. Angela sweatdropped. Kurt put one hand on Xavier's shoulder and another on Lisa's and bamfed them to the lunchroom. "Spiffy!" said Lisa. She and Angela went over to the table with Kurt while Professor X headed to the office. "Hey." said Simon, looking at Kurt. "Who's this?" "No, Simon, He's strait," said Lisa. "Did vhat I sot happened just happen?" asked Kurt. Lisa nodded. "Don't worry, it happened to me, too," said Lisa. "But I thought." began Angela. "Yes, he was straight then. Or at least not out of the closet yet," said Lisa, "But Simon, we came here to say that we ma not be in school for the rest of the day, so say bye for us." Simon nodded. "Come on, Kurt," said Angela, pulling his arm. He still looked a bit disturbed. They went to Xavier who had returned, looking angry. "That was a very dangerous thing you did, Kurt. What if you were seen?" he demanded. "Don't worry, we're considered freaks. No one really looks at us," said Lisa. Angela nodded. Kurt took them to an empty class and bamfed, them to Angela's front lawn. "Here ve are," said Kurt happily. "Um, can I stay out here?" asked Angela. Lisa glared. Angela sighed and led the way. She opened the door with her key and saw her Mom drinking coffee in the kitchen in a white fluffy robe and wearing light blue slippers. "What are you doing here?" she asked. Angela shrunk back, bumping into Kurt. "Ah, you must be Mrs. Jones. Your daughter, Angela, has been invited to live with us at the Xavier institute for gifted youngsters. I am Professor Xavier." "Gifted, you mean because of her good grades? I thought she was slacking off a little." "Not exactly," said Kurt. Angela bristled, turning to look at him angrily. She then looked at Xavier who nodded, reading her desperate thoughts. "Why don't you guys go see Angela's room, hmm?" he suggested. Angela looked relieved, practically running to her room with Lisa and Kurt in tow. She saw them in and shut the door. There was much yelling that followed, though the words were incoherent. "What do you think they're yelling about?" asked Lisa. "Me, probably," said Angela. "Oh, don't vorry," said Kurt. Angela didn't look pleased. "Hey, where's Wooby?" asked Lisa. "He's at work," said Angela absently. "Ah, iz zat your fazer?" asked Kurt. "No." said Lisa. "It's my dog," said Angela. "Your dog goes to vork?" asked Kurt. "Well, my step dad brings him!" Angela said, annoyed. "Hey, the noise stopped," said Lisa. "Yeah, you're right. Maybe we finally von?" said Kurt. "I doubt she'd give in that easily," said Angela. There was a knock on the door and Angela opened the door. Professor Xavier rolled in and the three of them watched, confused. His face was ashen. "What's the verdict?" asked Lisa. "We need some backup," said Xavier. Kurt looked horrified. "Get Logan." "Zat bad?" The Professor only nodded and Kurt bamfed away. He came back quickly with Logan who growled. "What do you want?" he snarled. "We need you," said Xavier. "She's. very objective," he explained, looking at Angela. "I told you so!" she said. "You, Kurt, take them home. I'll meet you back at the mansion," said Logan, exiting the room. Everyone looked at Kurt and he sighed, bamfing them back to the mansion. "I don't really like being ze escort," said Kurt. "Oh, sorry, we'll ask Scott to drive us to Lisa's house," said Xavier. Kurt sighed and looked relieved. The color slowly went back into Xavier's face. "I want you to know that your mother is a wonder, charming woman, Angela. Eccentric for sure, but a good woman," he said. Angela sweatdropped. "It's not nice to lie, professor," she said. "Uh, how is Logan getting home?" asked Lisa. Everyone looked unsure. "Kurt...?" said the Professor. Kurt sighed, nodding and bamfed off. He came back with Logan about ten minutes later. Logan looked flustered and angry. "So how'd it go?" asked Lisa. Logan glared, going up the stairs. He turned around before going up all the way. "You can stay. Your dog came home." he said, trailing off. "Oh, did you meet him?" asked Lisa. Logan nodded. "Your party is tomorrow," he said. "Party?" asked Angela. "Going away party. She said to invite whomever you want. I need some Aspirin." he said, going upstairs. "Yay! Party!" said Angela, "Do you wanna come, Kurt?" "Uh, sure!" "Great! Logan-san! You come, too!" she yelled. "He'll be there," said the Professor. "What about you?" asked Lisa. "Uh, well, I should stay here and watch the students." he said, blanching again. Lisa, Angela and Kurt nodded. "Well, will your Mom be home now, Lisa?" "Should be. My turn," she said, looking nervous. "Don't worry. We don't have Logan-san anymore, but I'm sure Kurt could be intimidating, too," Angela said. "Now, now, I don't think Logan did anything to scare her. I'm not sure anything could scare her," said Xavier. They laughed and went to find Scott who drove them to Lisa's house. Inside, they sat down at the kitchen table. "Mrs. Jonasson, Lisa has been invited to the Xavier Institute for the Gifted," he explained once more. "Is it a boarding school or something?" "Well, sort of. But she will still attend public school. She will, however, have extra classes," said Xavier. "Extra classes? On what?" asked Lisa's Mom. "Well, you see, your daughter has been given certain. Abilities. She can control water. Her friend, Angela, controls lightning. They need to practice and learn how to better control these abilities," said the Professor. He explained more about the school and the students there. Lisa's Mom didn't look pleased. "I want you to know that this is not what I expected when you got here," she said, looking and sounding annoyed. "I also want you to know that I am not at all pleased." "But it's okay?" asked Lisa. Her mom sighed. "I suppose." "Yay! I love you Mom!" said Lisa, hugging Kurt who bamfed them outside again. Her mom jumped. "That'll take some getting used to," she mumbled as the car started and drove them off to the mansion again.