"Welcome to the first weekly meeting of SOS, short for the Society of Superheroes. Mckinley's newest club, set out to save the world." Blaine spoke in his deepest, most Batman-esque voice, "Let's go around and introduce ourselves."
Blaine immediately pointed to his right, where Finn Hudson was standing. He was the adult leader of the club. He was sitting with a smile, looking around the small group of people. Being his cute, awkward self he gave a light wave to his friends. "I'm Finn, er, The Almighty Treble Clef. My power is that I can use my voice to stop anybody."
Finn's outfit was exceptionally revealing. On his legs was his tight whities, and a pair of black knee socks. The skin on his thighs was all the way out, revealing his smooth legs. Above that was a simple black T-shirt that had a Treble Clef painted on, obviously done half-assed by Finn.
Next in line was Sam. He was on the opposite spectrum. He was wearing a green morphsuit, not to mention the thong he wore to avoid panty lines was completely visible. "Hey, I'm the Blonde Chameleon, I see all."
"We can see it all too," Finn teased, snapping Sam's thong from his side through his morphsuit.
"Dude," Sam smacked him away, "Puck it's your turn."
Puck was wearing two items of clothing on his entire body. A pair of boxer-briefs, black, that showcased his bare legs and his nice, plump, bubble butt. The second item was a borat thong. The thong was wedgied deep into Puck's ass, like his under normally was anyway. "I'm the ultimate
wedgie master," Puck smiled, "You can guess my power. Or I can show you?
"No need!" Blaine held his hand up, "It's my turn anway."
Blaine himself was like Puck. A pair of black boxer-briefs, except over black tights. And his torso was actually covered, by a nice, big black hoodie. "I'm Nightbird. The head of the society... But, we have a mission for us. Four of us... that means two superheroes and two sidekicks."
"I'm a superhero!" Puck called.
"Me too," Blaine smiled, "Who's your sidekick?"
"Finn..." Puck smirked, "Come here wedgie boy."
"The Almighty Treble Clef..." Finn sighed.
"Sam? You're my wingman," Blaine smiled, "Remember... every good superhero has a sidekick."
---GLEE---
That same afternoon, Jake was scootering down the hallways like he loved to do. The wind in his face was always his favorite feeling, even if he had to scooter to get it. However, he wasn't just scootering aimlessly. He had a goal, a goal to find Marley. A task that wasn't hard, since she was where she always was at this time- her locker. So, Jake got there pretty quick and approached her pretty quickly. "Hey, Marley."
"Oh, hey, Jake." She smiled.
With a cool ease about him, Jake leaned against the locker. "So, Marley, how about we go do something later tonight?"
Marley grinned, "I'd love to, but I kind of have a date with Ryder tonight."
Jake blinked a few times. He was shocked at what he was hearing. "R-Ryder?"
"Yeah, he asked me out this morning," Marley said happily as she looked at her watch, "I'm going to be late for Chemistry, I'll talk to you later."
As the brunette trotted away Jake watched her, completely in shock. That was, until Ryder came and punched the locker beside him. "Beat you to it."
