Being shifted around gave Shawn a little bit of nausea, but it was all par for the course. He was safely returned to the ground, the majority of the class laughing at the prank, but also laughing at Shawn himself. He blushed with embarrassment as he rose, huffing and turning away from the class. Even the animals were mocking him. "It's great to know you guys care." He spoke offhandedly. From the corner of his eye, he could see something shiny. It was probably that giant metal guy that had scared him for a good minute. 

However, when Shawn turned fully to get a good look at the beast, there was just a kid in front of him, his glance sideways and remourceful. "I... am sorry." The words were still a little rough around the edges, but he was trying, and it was more than enough for Shawn to understand. "I did not know that the ridicule would be this mean. It seemed harmless enough when we were all planning."

Shawn really felt a little spite and anger, but there was no way he was going to lash out or blame this newcomer. "It's fine..." He tried to stretch the word out, hoping that the kid would come and introduce himself.

It took a minute.

"Oh!" Was the exclamation after he finally understood that Shawn had been waking for his name. "I am Peter Rasputin." He tried to force a smile, even though he was sure that Shawn wasn't too happy with the class right now. 

"This is what you get when you fall sleep in class, Mister In." Kurt sang, but did little else at the moment. "Now, class is almost over. So start packing your things. I hope you all enjoy your lunch as I do mine." And with that, he was gone, leaving the entire class alone for five more minutes before the bells finally rang to signal the next period.

Shawn said little to the other students. Peter seemed nice enough. Shawn might as well help the kid around while he was still new and impressionable. Unfortunately, Shawn had his lunch Period now, and Peters was not until later in the day. 

For now, Shawn was just going to enjoy some food.

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At this point, Booker had returned to the mansion itself and had been on his way to the Headmaster's room. He was sure that his invitee was still there, though she still was talking with Xavier at the moment. Well, that just left Raven, who wasn't much the pep talker, nor one for bribery. 

It was luck, though. Just as he was walking through, he heard a knock at the door. Something to delay him from the uncomfortable conversation with Raven, and to kill time while Xavier and Frost spoke. 

As soon as he could, Booker opened the door with his constructs and began walking to the door. "Hello!" He greeted whoever was at the other side. "Welcome to the Charles Xavier Institute for Gifted Youngsters. How can I help you while the Professor is currently busy?"