"Hurry up, before Mr. Schuester gets here." I rushed everybody into the choir room. "Brittany lock the door." I demanded.
" I don't know how to do that." She answered. I did it for her.
"Um, what's going on?" Rachel asks.
"We've got the Warblers right where we want them. And because he's the smoothest criminal I know, Artie was able to find a spy store that sells top-secret surveillance equipment." I began.
"Not top secret. I just got a tape recorder from OfficeMax." Artie blurted.
"Okay, Okay. Whatever. Anyways. I had the tape recorder in my pocket, and I got Sebastian confessing to putting rock salt in the slushy that almost blinded Blaine. Now we just need to send this to police, and that little bitch is going to juvie." I explained. I played the recording. Everybody looked satisfied except Kurt.
"No, no, we are not doing that." Kurt disagreed.
"Why? Kurt this isn't violent." Artie adds.
"This is clever. I did a frickin duel with him!" I raised my voice.
"So he gets kicked out of school. The Warblers still do Michael, and they still beat us.Look, I want to see Sebastian's head turning on a spit, but I've realized that you can't go looking for payback every time the world wrongs you. If Michael went after all the haters, he would have never had any time to do all that amazing music." Kurt explained. "So, we're not gonna punish the Warblers.
We're gonna teach them a lesson, and I think I know how. I've reserved the auditorium, so if you all just follow me." Kurt adds. I just rolled my eyes, and walked his way to the auditorium.
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"Nice of you to show." I began as the Warblers walk into the auditorium. The New Directions and I stood on the stage.
"Is whatever this is going to take long? I can't stand the stench of public schools." Sebastian barked.
"It won't take long, and all you have to do is sit and listen." Rachel began. The Warblers sat down.
"Were not doing Michael for regionals." Kurt announces.
"I didn't think you would surrender that easily." Sebastian smirked.
"We're tired of the fighting, and the backstabbing. We're show choirs. We are supposed to be supportive of each other." Kurt began.
"This is what we call taking the high road, which I was shocked to find out has nothing to do with marijuana." Puck added.
"Just because you're doing Michael doesn't mean you understand Michael." Artie included.
"And you do?" Sebastian chuckled.
"Yes." Finn nodded.
"And we are about to show you." Santana ended as the song began to play.
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"Black Or White"
[Artie:]
Ouh!
Ouh!
I took my baby
On a saturday bang
Boy is that girl with you
Yes we're one and the same
[Rachel:]
Now I believe in miracles
And a miracle
Has happened tonight
Hee!
Ah!
[Santana and Artie with New Directions:]
But, if
You're thinkin'
About my baby
It don't matter if you're
Black or white
[Kurt:]
Whoo!
They print my message
In the saturday sun
I had to tell them
I ain't second to none
[Mercedes:]
And I told about equality
And it's true
Either
[Mercedes and Santana:]
You're wrong
Or you're right
[Santana:]
Whoo!
Ahh!
[Rachel and Santana with New Directions:]
But, if
You're thinkin'
About my baby
It don't matter if you're
Black or white
[Rachel:]
Hee!
[Kurt:]
Don't babe!
[Rachel:]
Hehe!
[Santana and Rachel:]
I am tired of this devil
I am tired of this stuff
I am tired of this business
Sew when the
Going gets rough
I ain't scared of
Your brother
I ain't scared of no sheets
I ain't scared of nobody
Girl when the
Goin' gets mean
[Artie:]
Protection
For gangs, clubs,
And nations
Causing grief in
Human relations
It's a turf war
On a global scale
I'd rather hear both sides
Of the tale
See, it's not about races
Just places
Faces
Where your blood
Comes from
Is where your space is
I've seen the bright
Get duller
I'm not going to spend
My life being a color
[Kurt:]
Don't tell me you agree with me
When I saw you
Kicking dirt in my eye
[Santana and Rachel with New Directions:]
But, if
You're thinkin'
About my baby
It don't matter if you're
Black or white
I said if
You're thinkin' of
Being my baby
It don't matter if you're
Black or white
I said if
You're thinkin' of
Being my brother
It don't matter if you're
Black or white
[Santana:]
Yeah yeah yeah!
[Rachel:]
Whoo!
Black or white!
[Santana, Artie and Rachel with New Directions:]
It's black, it's white
It's tough for you to get by
It's black, it's white, whoo
It's tough for you to get by
It's black, it's white
([Santana:] Yeah yeah yeah!)
It's tough for you to get by
([Rachel:] Black or white!)
It's black , it's white, whoo
It's tough for you to get by
It's black, it's white, whoo
([Santana:] C'mon!)
It's black, it's white, whoo
([Santana:] Aah)
([ND:] Yeah! Yeah! Yeah)
It's tough for you to get by
It's black, it's white, whoo
It's tough for you to get by
([ND:] Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!)
([Artie:] Oouh!)
"Come on Sebastian, Give it up!" Trent pleaded.
"That is the kind of attitude that lost us Regionals last year." Sebastian declined.
"I could call the cops or your headmaster and get you kicked out of school or even arrested for assaulting Blaine with that slushee." I explained.
"All of this would be just awfully terrifying if you had any proof whatsoever." Sebastian challenged.
"You mean a tape admitting to it?" I gasped. I held up a tape, and handed it to Kurt.
"But you know what? It just wouldn't be as much fun winning Regionals if you weren't there to suffer through all the agony of defeat." Kurt explained. He tossed the tape to Sebastian.
"At least now, all your teammates get to know exactly what kind of guy you are." Santana adds.
"Now, get the hell out of my auditorium." Artie demanded. Everybody cheered as Sebastian and the Warblers exited the auditorium.
