Author's Note- I'm going to say that Lance, Pete, Kitty, Pietro, Betsy, Fred, Wanda, and John are all in this class together. This part is corny and silly, but I had to do it. I always wanted to sing this song when I was in sex ed in school.

Lladyred01- It'll either be Betsy/Warren or Betsy/Pietro, I haven't made up my mind.

mela- Thanks! This is a lot of fun to write.

Kagome Rogue Shizoru- I'm happy that you're enjoying. This is fast becoming my favorite story.

ishandahalf- Yep, that's how you can tell if a guy is really secure in his masculenity.

Piotr's Girl- Poor Remy, things like that are good for him though.

Kageneko17- As Pete said, don't worry, it won't last.

DazzlinShorty- Yep, interesting... Thanks!

cora- I'm glad that you liked that. Hey, we all have a little hopeless romantic in us.

Kitty Pryde2- I thought about doing that, but then I figured that it's bad enough that Remy does it.

Busted and a Sing-Along
Kurt and Amanda were just coming out of the closet when it happened. An exhausted, not happy Wolverine walked in. "I don't know what's going on, nor do I care. The prof will hear about this but I'm goin' ta bed. If you keep me awake you'll all have extra Danger Room sessions."

"And us?" John asked raising his eyebrows.

"You I'll just hurt." With that Logan left.

"That is a scary, scary man," John said slowly.

"Yeah," Wanda agreed. "I guess we'd better go." The Brotherhood stood and walked out.

"I'll see you," Amanda said giving Kurt a hug. They kissed tenderly. Kurt watched her walk away with a big goofy smile.

"If I ever look like that, hit me," Pete told Remy.

"Will do," Remy nodded.

Sunday evening

"I'll admit. I'm torn right now," the professor admitted. "On one hand I'm very disappointed in you. You deliberately went against my orders. At the same time I'm pleased. Both teams were in the mansion with no supervision and nothing was broken, there weren't even any fights. Because of this the punishment will be light, one week grounded." Everyone sighed in relief. "Kitty."

"Yes, professor?"

"I know that you were the ringleader in this. To get rid of some of this excess time that you apparently have you'll be having extra sessions with Logan."

"Why am I being punished?" Logan asked earning a dark look from Kitty.

"Logan-" Xavier said slowly.

"What?" Logan asked making himself looking innocent. Xavier wheeled himself out. "Now, I didn't tell Chuck about the alcohol, that I'll keep between us, since you were responsible, and the Brotherhood had a designated driver. Let's get started now. C'mon, half-pint." Kitty followed Logan out as the others began to hum the funeral march.

Two weeks later

"You need to wear that more often," Pete said stepping back to looked at Kitty.

"Rogue dared me to do this, she said I totally didn't have the guts," Kitty said blushing at Pete's scrutiny. She was wearing a thigh length skirt and a tight red t-shirt. "Your shirt isn't that bad." His read: "Smile, it's the second best thing you can do with your lips."

"It could be," Pete said. "But yer the innocent one so I won't say anything."

"You can be such a pig."

"C'mon, I'll give ya a ride," Pete said. She just stared at him. He grinned. "Wot?"

"Want to specify?"

"T' school. Honestly, luv, you really need t' get yer mind outta the gutter."

She poked him in the arm playfully. "I've just been hanging out with you too much."

"Would you two just start dating already?" Bobby asked as he and Jubilee walked in.

"Do you want something?" Pete asked.

"Yeah, actually, we need a ride to school," Jubilee said.

Pete looked between the two. "And I would do this, why?"

"Pete," Kitty said gently.

"Wotever, we're leavin' now."

Bobby smirked. "That's sweet. You listen so well."

"You want t' walk, mate?" Pete asked. They walked out to Pete's car.

"Shotgun!" Bobby called. Pete rose one eyebrow and went around unlocking the front door.

"Kit?" She smiled at him and got in. "Sorry, mate," Pete said obviously not meaning it. They drove to the school.

"Thanks for the ride," Jubilee chirped grabbing Bobby's hand and dragging him away.

"Let's get to class," Kitty said shouldering her backpack.

"More sex ed," Pete said. "Yippee." They walked in and sat down.

"I have a meeting with the principal so I'm going to have to just give you guys a worksheet due next Monday." Mrs. Bolivar handed out the papers and left (A/N: I had a teacher who would do that all the time, just disappear for entire class periods).

"Homework," Lance said disgusted.

"Why are you worried about it?" Kitty asked arching an eyebrow. "You never do any homework anyhow. Are you afraid it'll mess up your image?"

"Wot? The Juvenile Hall reject image?" Pete asked Kitty. He then turned to Lance. "Don't worry, mate, nothin' will mess 'at up."

Lance glared at him. "I really want to kick your ass."

Pete smirked leaning back. "I really want you to try."

"Guys stop it," Kitty pleaded.

"I feel a song coming on!" Pietro called. He walked over to the teacher's boom-box and put in a CD. He then walked to the front of the class and perched on the edge of the desk taking out a book. "Okay, class, let's get started."

"Oh, dear God, no," Kitty whispered.

Pietro started the song out.

"The parts of a flower are so constructed that very, very often the wind will cause pollination.
If not, then a bee or any other nectar gathering creature can create the same situation.
Yes, anything that gets the pollen to the pistils, write it on the list. I'll try to make it crystal-clear:
The flower's insatiable passion turns its life into a circus of debauchery!

Now you see just how the stamen gets its lusty dust onto the stigma.
And why this frenzied chlorophyllous orgy starts in spring is no enigma!
We call this quest for satisfaction a what, class?"

A few of Pietro's girlfriends of the week answered.

"A photo-periodic reaction!"

Pietro smiled and nodded.
"Oh, that's good, that's very good."
John stood up and voiced the next part.
"Hey, I'm lost where are we?"
The other guys responded.
"Chapter 2, page 5..."
Now the entire class got into it. Kitty sat in complete shock as her classmates began to sing.
"Reproduction, reproduction!
Put your pollen tube to work.
Reproduction, reproduction!
Make my stamen go berserk.
Reproduction!
I don't think they even know what a pistil is!
I got your pistil right here..."
Fred stood and broke in.
"Where does the pollen go?"
Pietro smiled and moved on to the next part.
"Next chapter, In an abstract way, the same thing applies
To the reproductive organs of the more complex life forms.
But now we are dealing with sexual response.
Are there any questions before we begin reading?"
Pete shrugged lightly and got into it. He looked at Kitty as he sang causing her embarrassment to grow to mortification.
"Is it possible the female member of some sex on a couch
Could like get this guy all hot and she never even knew it?
When a warm-blooded mammal in a tight little sweater
Starts pullin' that stuff, is she sayin' that she wants to do it?"


Kitty's cheeks got red and she looked away. They got even redder when Lance started singing too.
"Can't prove it by me, cause they change their tune
When you got 'em in the back seat.
With his heart beatin' fast!"



Pietro's girlfriends sang again.
"They make it sound like a track meet, gross!"
All the guys began singing again.
"Yeah, then all they can do is say "No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no!""
"I can't believe I'm seeing this," Kitty said in awe.
"Reproduction, reproduction!
Baby, give it to me now.
Reproduction, reproduction!
Is that all you think about?
Reproduction!
Come on baby show me that you really love me so!
Ohhh, I think I'm gonna throw up!"
Again Fred sang.

"Where does the pollen go?"

Pietro grinned sliding off the desk and facing the class.
"The human is the only being capable of consciously controlling its number of offspring.
Any comments on this?"
Betsy gave a coy smile sashaying over to him.
"Mr. Stuart, is it true that guys like you, you know, mature and all,
Carry some protection with them for sexual occasions?"
John stood and sat down on his desk.
"What's the big deal? Can't a girl just do that thing in a book
Where she adds up the days of her, uh, what do you call it, mentalstration?"
Wanda rolled her eyes and kicked her boyfriend off of his chosen perch.
"Oh, that's really neat!
Yeah, and what will the guy say when the numbers don't add up right, huh?"
The entire group got into it again.


"Yeah, yeah, yeah!
Reproduction, reproduction!
Hope he's proud of what he's done.
Reproduction, reproduction!
He was only pokin' fun.
Reproduction!
See what happens when a boy and girl
Don't know how to play it safe?

Reproduction, reproduction!
Reproduction, reproduction!
Reproduction, reproduction!
Reproduction!"
Fred finished the song up.
"Where does the pollen go?"
Kitty buried her head in her hands. "I totally don't know any of you."

"Was it that bad?" Pietro pouted.

"Yes," Kitty growled.

"But you got serenaded," he pointed out. "Aren't girls supposed to like that?"

"Not to the song!"

"Would ya prefer another?" Pete asked.

"Don't even think about it," Kitty said. "How did you even know that song?"

"I have an older sister, remember? She made me watch both of the Grease movies several times."

The bell rang and Kitty leapt to her feet. "Thank God!" She fled the room.

"I think we upset her," Pete said.

"Yep," Pietro agreed.