Pietro and his friends are giving a hard time by some teacher. They decided to teach him a lesson.
Pietro, Lance, and Todd were by Pietro's locker, talking.
"Yo, you guys heard about the farm who claimed to see a spaceship?" asked Todd.
"I heard," said Lance. "I say the guys either a nut job or a liar."
"I don't know he's telling the true about seeing a ship, but I don't believe there are aliens out there," said Pietro. "Earth can't be the only planet with life on it."
"Seriously? You believe in that kind of stuff?"
"Why not?"
Tro, you're smart," said Todd. "Think you could build a spaceship?"
"I probbably could," said Pietro. "But it'd take awhile."
"How long?"
"I don't know. I guess six to nine years."
"Sixty-nine years?"
"No, six to nine years."
"Oh."
Wanda walked over.
"Pietro, I need your history book."
"What happened to your?" asked Pietro.
"Pyro snuk into the room last night and I used it to beat him," said Wanda. "He light in on fire, and then I hexed him out the window."
"That pervert."
"Hey, you four!"
"Fuck," groaned the four.
Mr. Peabody, a teacher with light brown hair and gray/green eyes, walked over.
"What's wrong, Mr. Peabody?" asked Pietro, annoyed.
"You're friends are not dressed properly."
"What are you talking about?"
"Look at the boys! Their clothes are ripped! And look at her clothes! And that makeup!"
"Nothing in the dress code says we can't wear ripped up clothes," said Lance.
"And Wanda isn't the only goth girl in this school," said Pietro.
"Don't give a teacher additude! What are your names?"
"Magnusson," said Pietro.
"Isabelle," said Wanda.
"Chris," said Lance.
"Mortimer," said Todd.
"Alright," said Peabody. "Now I want all-Wait a minutes. No one in this school has those names!"
The Brotherhood snickered.
"All of you have detention!" yelled Peabody. "Now get to class!"
He walked away.
"I hate that guy," said Lance.
"Same here," said Wanda.
"Me too," said Todd.
"I say we teach him a lesson," smirked Pietro.
"Got a plan, yo?"
"Not yet. But I will. I should have something in about six to nine minutes."
"Sixty-nine minutes?"
"No, six to nine minutes."
"Oh."
"I got it!" Pietro shouted.
"What's the plan?" asked Wanda.
"Oh, you'll love it!"
The Brotherhood sat at their usual table at lunch.
Suddenly, Peabody ran through the lunchroom, screaming a gih pitch scream, covered in snakes and spiders.
Everyone cracked up. Especially the Brotherhood.
"You're right," said Wanda. "I did love it."
"Knew you would," grinned Pietro.