(Coach Sue Sylvester was in her office, wiping the dust off her hundreds of cheerleading trophies. She was thinking hard about the campaign for Congress and what other schemes she was going to pull over. Just then, Becky walked in the room and wrote notes in her notepad.)
Sue: Becky, what's the status?
Becky: The video you put up on YouTube with Burt dancing in his underwear got almost 105,000 views.
Sue (chuckles): Whoever knew that donkey-bride-marrying idiots in tighty-whites could turn into entertainment?
Becky (giving her a thumbs-up): Outstanding, Coach.
(At that moment, Will Schuester walked in from the choir room.)
Will: What is it now, Sue?
Sue: Oh, hey, William. I see that not even a wash in Chantene can't get that disgusting oil out of your locks. You probably didn't wash that filthy hair forest since, like, I don't know...1999?
Will: Did you just call me here to insult my hair?
Sue (shrugs): Yes. And I also want to know about your boring campaign with Burt. What's your susunod video about? A worm on rocks? Or maybe it's about Porcelain's magic chamber filled with nothing but Marc Jacobs and Anne Klein treasures that makes him look absolutely ridiculous.
Will: You know you're not going to take down the arts, Sue. Our schools need the arts to better their chances of getting off and staying off the streets.
Sue: Well, in case you haven't noticed, Gel Curls, this world isn't getting any better. In fact I sent my Cheerios to set up madami posters and banners for my campaign downtown, and a 37-year-old bum was sitting sa pamamagitan ng the big water fountain in the middle of town. You wanna know what he told me? He was to perform in a musical in his sophomore taon of high school, and got a D in almost every class he got. Makes a lot of sense that my campaign to get rid of the arts works, because that's what people in your Glee club, like Mohawk Monty and Happy-Feet Asian will end up like.
Becky: I never liked musicals.
Will's Thoughts: Then why the hell did you ask to sumali Glee club last year? Geez...
Will: There's another explanation for what you heard.
Sue: Well, what is it, William? You have no proof of anything. All I have is the Glee club and that ridiculous school musical that you put on recently.
Will: What musical?
Sue: Didn't your Glee club do 'West Side Story'?
Will: I don't remember. We did 'Rocky Horror'. Wait...is that the one where Tina and Santana took their tops off?
Becky: You're going coo-coo in the head, Mr. Schue.
Will: No, I mean it. There was this part where Tina and Santana were...I think they were trying to seduce Artie or something, and they took their shirts off. Don't you remember? That's why the ipakita was banned, because...you know, they...actually...
(Silence.)
Sue: Will, you're madami of a perv than that midget that came over my house when I was 7.
Will: What?
Sue: I'm done with you. Get the hell out of my office.
Will: But I swear. I thought it happened.
Becky (to Sue): Is he having a moment when he's thinking about wrecking Miss Pillsbury in the bedroom?
Sue (disgusted): God, I hope it's not. My guts are twisting all around just thinking about it.
(Will got out of his upuan and headed towards the door.)
Will: Well...I guess I'll see you later, Twinkie Cake.
(Will leaves the room, and both Sue and Becky sit there, shocked.)
Sue: God, William. When will you stop watching 'Sex In The City'?


Well, there's Chapter Nine. I hope you liked it.
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