AN: I have another version of this story that is very similar, so I'm rewriting it as this version. I may post that one, the only reason I haven't is because I honestly can't decide which one I like better. This is what takes me a while between posts.. I write that version and then change it to this version. The other version has Kurt as the bad boy along other changes.. Plus, this one and the next one will be short. After that It gets longer.
Puck had watched Blaine flirt with his boyfriend, and got angry. He stood in the car and pointed to Blaine, "You're a dead man, Anderson!"
But then Brittany did a suggestive move with her chest, and Puck slammed down on the seat. At the same moment, Burt saw a car coming toward the warblers, and yelled, "Car! Car!"
Kurt looked at Blaine in a panic, going between the incoming car and Blaine. Blaine smirked, blew Kurt a kiss and sped up. He managed to swerve onto the same lane as Burt before he could be hit. All the Warblers laughed. Wes looked back and winked, before sliding into the car. Brittany also slid in, and went back to Santana's lap. Blaine grinned at Brittany, "Nice job scaring that idiot."
She grinned and kissed his cheek. As the car sped off, everyone in Burt's car heard whooping and hollering.
Burt's car soon arrived at McKinley Charm school. (Author gags, Narrator glares)
They went inside. Kurt and David were pulled by the girls to a dressing room. Burt made his way to the ballroom with Puck behind him. As Burt greeted friends, Puck made his way to his group of Titans. They whispered among themselves. Burt made his way onto the stage. In the dressing room, Kurt and David were shown outfits. Both looked a bit leery of the outfits, (Honestly? They were straight up outfits that just looked incredibly stupid, being powder blue tuxedos)
Burt stood on the stage and tapped the microphone in front of him. It let off a loud ricochet that sounded throughout the room. Everyone looked his way. He smiled at them, "Good afternoon, Ladies and Gentlemen. Welcome to the Annual McKinley Talent show."
The assembled crowd greeted him with, "Good afternoon, Mr. Hummel."
He beamed. "First, I must apologize for my frazzled nerves. However, this afternoon we were attacked by a gang of juvenile delinquents."
Puck and his friends looked at each other, whispering and nodded. Burt continued, "It's all right. No one was injured. Juvenile delinquents are everywhere. Right here in this community."
He paused. "Boys with long hair and tattoos who," A shudder passed through him, "spit on the sidewalk."
A murmur coursed through the room. Burt kept talking, "Girls who wear tight slacks. Hysterectomy pants I call them. And if one of those creatures ever approaches you on the street, you are to silently repeat to yourselves the four B's you learned here at McKinley."
He looked around, "And what are they, Children? The four B's?"
A chant followed throughout the room, "Beauty, Brains, Breeding, Bounty."
Behind the curtain stood Kurt and David, who rolled their eyes. David whispered, "Do you really believe all this?"
Kurt shook his head and whispered back, "It's excessive, honestly."
David muttered, "Your dad's nuts, isn't he?"
"well meaning, but yeah."
They heard a roar of applause, and rolled their eyes again. Grinning, they started whispering.