Students: Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah...

BB (*Brother Blood): Students, settle down... Okay, now, how many of you have played musical instruments before?

Gizmo: Do instruments of torture count?

BB: Not for this class, Gizmo.

Mammoth: Is mayonnaise an instrument?

BB: No, Mammoth, mayonnaise is not an instrument.

*Mammoth raises his hand*

BB: Horse radish is not an instrument either. Okay, that's fine. No one has an experience. Fortunately, I have enough talent for all of you! -laughs-

Jinx: ...When do we break for lunch?

BB: Okay, try to repeat after this recording. *plays recording on radio-like machine* Brass section, go!

*Private HIVE, INSTIGATOR, XL Terrestrial and Wrestling Star try to play the recording.*

BB: Now the woodwinds! 

*Bumblebee and Cyborg/Stone try to copy it as well.*

BB: And the strings!

*Gizmo, Mammoth, Jinx and Angel also try playing it.*

BB: Guitar and piano!

*See-More and Kyd Wykkyd try it, but the latter sounds extremely off-key.*

BB: Finally, the drums!

*The Billys foolishly put the drumsticks in their mouths and try blowing into them. The Billy on the cymbals watches them in confusion. The drumsticks then dart out of their mouth pinning the headmaster to the wall.*

BB: Well, good thing that didn't kill me.

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BB: Let's just try stepping in rhythm. Now, I want everyone to stand in straight rows of five.

See-More: Is this the part where we start kicking?

BB: No, See-More, that's what a chorus line would do.

Private HIVE: Kicking?! I want to do some kicking!

*He kicks XL Terrestrial in the shin, and the two then begin to fight. When the dust settles, Private is stuck inside XL's trombone, and XL has Private's trumpet in place of his wrist.*