Today, Kurt and Mr. Buttface try to have a normal conversation. Of course, that can never happen, therefore, this time the therapy ends in mental breakdowns. BWAHAHAHAHAHA! And everyone remember....in the actual series, no humans have found out Kurt's a mutant! So there!

Shout outs!!!

Red Witch:YAY! I've read about a hundred of your fics, so....I liked Psyche-out's therapy, but I didn't wanna steal your idea......

"You're name is Mr. BUTTFACE?!?!?!? ZIS IS RICH!" Kurt laughed hysterically at the name.

"It's not my fault. I am here to give you therapy, and I plan to do it!" Mr. Buttface screamed.

"CHILD ABUSE! HE'S SREAMING AT ME! I DIDN'T DO ANYZING!!!!!!!!!!" Kurt screamed at the top of his lungs.

"Shut up! I mean....I just want to help you." Mr. Buttface smiled.

"Nein! Ihnen wirklich sind ein großes Faß gesicht!" Kurt giggled.

"WHAT DID YOU JUST CALL ME YOU LITTLE BRAT!?!??!" Mr. Buttface yelled.

"AAAAAAAAH! Zis zerapist hates me!!!!!!! I VANT A REFUND!" Kurt yelled.

"R-refund?!?!?!? No, no, no! I don't hate you! You're a wonderful little boy!" Mr. Buttface smiled.

"You, sir, are an IMPOSTER!" Kurt yelled.

"WHAT?!?!?!" Mr. Buttface yelled.

"He's yelling at me again! HE DOES HATE ME!" Kurt yelled.

"WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU!?!?!?! DO YOU HAVE A MENTAL ILLNESS?!?!?" Mr. Buttface glared.

"Vell, I have no ozer reason to be here." Kurt mumbled.

"I hate my life!" Mr. Buttface growled.

"HEY! DON'T MAKE FUN OF MY SISTER! MYSTIQUE CAME BACK TO LIFE!!!!!!!!" Kurt yelled angrily.

"W-what?" Mr. Buttface stared.

"Some zerapist YOU are.....YOU DON'T EVEN UNDERSTAND A VORD I'M SAYING!!!!!" Kurt fake sobbed.

"Look, twerp, I'm supposed to help you. So tell me what you need." Mr. Buttface was slowly losing his patience.

"Oh, ja, zanks! You care about my feelings SO much....I VANT A REFUND! ZIS ZERAPIST IS TERRIBLE!" Kurt yelled.

"You do realize people can HEAR you?!?!" Mr. Buttface asked in a harsh whisper.

"Vhy do you zink I'm yelling? I VANT A REFUND!!!!!!!!!!" Kurt continued to scream for awhile.

"Please, kid, you want a bribe?" Mr. Buttface asked.

"How much?" Kurt asked suspiciously.

"Five bucks."

"HE'Z TERRIBLE! I VANT A REFUND! ZIS GUY ISN'T HELPING VITH MY ISSUES!!!!" Kurt hollered.

"WHAT ISSUES?!?! SO FAR ALL I'VE NOTICED IS THAT YOU GET PLEASURE OUT OF RUINING PEOPLES LIVES!!" Mr. Buttface yelled.

"HELP! HE'Z NOT HEPLING! HE'Z BEING DISRESPECTFUL VHEN I TELL HIM VHY I'M ZIS VAY!" Kurt yelled, smirking in his mind.

"You haven't told me anything!!!!" the frustrated therapist yelled.

"Maybe zat's because I can't vith you disrespecting me!" the furry mutant moaned.

"WHAT?!?! THIS MAKES NO SENSE!!!!!" Mr. Buttface screeched.

"Ihnen wirklich sind ein großes Faß gesicht!!!!!" Kurt screeched with glee.

"YOU DISRESPECTFUL LITTLE WORM!"

"You vant a vorm?"

"WHAT?!?!?!"

"Vell, I guess if you really vant a vorm..." Kurt grinned evilly, and turned his image inducer off. "Hello, I'm Nightcrawler!"

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" Mr. Buttface screamed louder than Jean had that morning, and started trashing the room. He ran out the door screaming about fuzzy demons, until a group of funny farm personal gave him a sleeping shot.

"Vell, looks like I am finished." Kurt smirked, turning on the inducer. He walked out of the room, and waved at the Professor. "Um, Professor?"

"Yes Kurt?" Xavier asked.

"Zat guy in zere vas bonkerz. I zink HE needs zerapy!" With that, Kurt teleported back to the mansion.

"How'd ya chase your's off?" Rogue asked when he walked in.

"Terrorized him." Kurt smirked.

"Good boy. Kitty, remember what we dicussed before any of us went into therapy?" Rogue looked to the girl who was to go next.

"Yep." Kitty grinned evilly.

Translations:

Nein! Ihnen wirklich sind ein großes Faß gesicht!No! You really are a butt face!