Hey guys! This is the second, and final, part of this story! It took way too long to write, but I finally got it done!
I hope you guys enjoy it! Please review, I'll give u a virtual cookie :)
The songs in this are Animal, Give up the Funk, Bad Romance, and 4 Minutes.
Disclaimer: I don't own Glee, if i did it would be mostly Klaine.
next few days were interesting, to say the least. All the warblers repeatedly kept asking him about the phone call, but he just would make a remark and walk away.
The Warblers continuing to practice there song, and they would always see Kurt with an interesting look on his face. Especially in gym. He seemed to be working himself rather hard, stretching for a lot longer then the other guys, and staying at the gym longer.
Finally, it was the big day. The warblers were going to perform at McKinley. Kurt was looking… a little off. His hair wasn't perfect, his uniform almost sent Wes into a fit when he say how messy it was, but Kurt held up a red bag with a Cheerios symbol on it with another one, which calmed Wes down, barely. When David asked what the Cheerios were, Kurt only smirked and said that he would see.
On the bus, Kurt was sitting and texting, with that strange look on his face. Blaine was looking at him worryingly. Suddenly, Kurt let out a small cry, and then covered his mouth as he stared at the phone in shock. Nobody except for Blaine could here what he was saying, but they heard "HE knows…" and "Oh today is going to be interesting" while Blaine calmed him down.
By then, the Warblers pulled up to the school, and looked around. It wasn't the finest looking school, there were students milling around, some staring at the bus with confusion and interest.
"DOLPHIN!" was screamed into the air. Kurt was literally tackled to the ground by a pretty blond cheerleader. Kurt picked her up, and stood up. He tried to put her down, but she gave him puppy dog eyes and so he shifted her in his arms.
"Brittney!" Kurt said. To the Warblers surprise, Brittney kissed Kurt full on the lips, tongue and all. "BRITTNEY!" yelled Kurt. He was laughing, but more at the Warblers faces then at what just happened. He gave her a chaste kiss on the lips, then put her down as he saw a group of people snickering at them, wide smiles on their faces.
A very tall one with a lettermen's jacket came up to Kurt and spun him around. "Finn! I saw you 3 days ago! Let me say hi to everybody else." The boy, apparently named Finn, put him down, and said, "Will you come home more often? I want more of your cooking!" Kurt laughed.
He was engulfed with more hugs and strange introductions. A short girl came up to David, Wes, and Thad, who were standing in the front, and said, "Hello, my name is Rachel Berry. Lead vocalist of the New Directions, we are excited to see you perform. Your group must have become a lot better when Kurt joined. He was my only real competition in Glee club, what with him being a countertenor and all-" " "MAN-HANDS! Shut up! So many rude things were just said in that introduction I feel like I need to apologize myself, and THAT alone is saying something." A girl named Santana said. Kurt was turning redder by the second, clearly very embarrassed by what Rachel said.
"What are you talking about Santana? I was just complementing them on the fact that Kurt is an amazing singer, and I am trying to get him more solos! Clearly he deserves some because Ms. Sylvester put him on the Cheer—" Kurt suddenly put his hand over her math to shut her up. "I'm sorry for this one over here, she has no filter." An extremely red Kurt said, not looking them in the eye.
"Porcelain, you have your uniform right?" A pretty blond asked. "Yeah…" "Good, we are doing 4 Minutes, you and Mercedes on vocals." She continued. "Ok Quinn." Kurt was as red as the bag he was holding.
A teacher walked up to them then, and said "Hello Warblers! I assume you want to warm up. Good to see you Kurt, can you show them the choir room? Thanks." He turned away from the Warblers, and spoke to his club! "Ok! If you are not a Cheerio go find seats in the auditorium together!"
Kurt started to lead them away, into the crowded building. Most of the Warblers saw how Kurt's back and shoulders suddenly became stiffer, and he was clutching Blaine's hand tightly. They were passing my a group of jocks when it happened.
"Hey looky here! The resident fag is back!" Kurt cringed, and looked at about the 5 large jocks that were coming towards them, hands behind their backs. Kurt threw his bag on the floor, about 5 feet to the left. The Warblers didn't really understand that gesture, but they were paralyzed by what they were seeing. Kurt also let go of Blaine's hand, and pushed him back about a foot.
"Fairy? Whatcha doing here? Didn't we teach you a lesson last time!" A large jock said. "Well Karofsky-" Blaine looked up when he heard that name, and glared at the jock. "Seems in the time I was gone you jerks couldn't think of a better nickname."
"Don't push me faggot!" Karofsky yelled, slamming Kurt into the locker. By then, a lot of people were staring, curious at what was going on. The Warblers were disgusted to see that teachers were also watching. They wanted to help Kurt, but about 3 jocks were glaring at them, so they didn't do anything. They just watched, no matter how much it pained them.
Suddenly, all the jocks turned towards Kurt, and held up what was behind their backs. They threw them at Kurt; slushy's of all colors of the rainbow, soaking threw his clothes. The jocks laugh, and a beefy black one said, "Hey Lady, that's the only type of pride your going to get from us!" and turned and high fived his friends, who were all walking away.
The Warblers were watching Kurt, waiting to see his reaction. Kurt stood, grabbed his bag, and started to the bathroom, the Warblers following. The students were staring, but Kurt kept his head high, walking down the hallway dripping slushy. They all walked into the bathroom, watching Kurt expertly clean himself up.
Kurt turned towards the Warblers, more towards the council. "Told you I would need that second uniform." He started to pull it out of the bag, when red pants fell out. Kurt quickly picked the pants up and threw them back in the bag.
Kurt finished changing, and headed out of the bathroom, looking like nothing happened. The Warblers didn't know what to say, so they just headed to the choir room. They warmed up, and in the middle Finn and another jock with a Mohawk came in.
"Hey Hummel, we heard you got slushied? How bad?" The one with the Mohawk asked. "Rainbow, cherry in the eyes the most." Kurt replied. "Ouch, cherry stings the most. The girls almost had a fit when they heard, and we had to hold them from running around the school looking for you. Santana almost kicked me in the balls, gonna have a bruise from that kick, damn that girl." The boy said with a smile. "Puck, stop thinking about having sex with her and go sit down, and tell them I'll see them soon." "Sure Hummel." Puck replied, walking out, with Finn waving like a five year old as they were leaving.
The Warblers finished warming up, and got on stage to perform. They were singing Animal, deciding to showcase Kurt in a song.
[The Warblers:]
Na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na
[Blaine:]
Here we go again
I kinda wanna be more than friends
So take it easy on me
I'm afraid you're never satisified.
[Kurt:]
Here we go again
We're sick like animals
We play pretend
You're just a cannibal
And I'm afraid I wont get out alive
No I won't sleep tonight.
[Blaine with the Warblers:]
Oh, oh
I want some more
Oh, oh
What are you waitin' for?
Take a bite of my heart tonight.
Oh oh
I want some more
Oh oh
What are you waitin' for?
What are you waitin' for?
Take a bite of my heart tonight.
[Blaine:]
Here we are again
I feel the chemicals kickin' in
It's gettin heavier
And I wanna run and hide
I wanna run and hide.
[Kurt:]
I do it every time
You're killin' me now
[Blaine and Kurt:]
And I won't be denied by you
The animal inside of you.
[Blaine with the Warblers:]
Oh, oh
I want some more
Oh, oh
What are you waitin' for?
Take a bite of my heart tonight.
Oh oh
I want some more
Oh oh
What are you waitin' for?
What are you waitin' for?
Take a bite of my heart tonight.
[Blaine and Kurt:]
Hush hush the world is quiet
Hush hush we both can't fight it
It's us that made this mess
Why can't you understand?
Whoa I won't sleep tonight.
[Blaine with the Warblers:]
Oh, oh
I want some more
Oh, oh
What are you waitin' for?
Take a bite of my heart tonight
Oh oh
I want some more
Oh oh
What are you waitin' for?
What are you waitin' for?
What are you waitin'
[Kurt with the Warblers:]
Here we go again
Here we go again
Here we go again
Take a bite of my heart tonight.
[Blaine with the Warblers:]
Oh, oh
I want some more
Oh, oh
What are you waitin' for?
What are you waitin' for?
Take a bite of my heart tonight…
They all finished to a loud applause, and a lot of cheering from the New Directions. The Warblers all walked offstage, high fiving and congratulating each other. They all went back to the auditorium and took seats. A woman with about 15 cheerleaders behind her walked up to them, and Kurt tensed a little.
"PORCELIAN! What are you doing! We are performing in five minutes, and you are not even in uniform. Go grab your uniform, and go change and come back we need to fit you with a mic. You have 5 minutes. GO!" Kurt took off running, with a bundle of red and 4 or 5 cheerleaders following him, giggling with each other as they watched Kurt run.
"Gay Hogwarts Gargles, you are going to enjoy this performance, especially you." Said the women, pointing to Blaine. Blaine looked confused, but said nothing. The Warblers sat talking for a few minutes, waiting for the performance.
The lady in the tracksuit they were talking to took the stage, with a full marching band behind her. "Hello McKinley High, school of losers, and Dalton Academy, home of the gay. For today only, we have our sweet Porcelain, so we are going to do one of our favorite numbers. So sit back, and don't hurt yourselves." The woman walked off the stage, and the band started to play.
Cheerleaders were coming from the left and right. Mercedes and Kurt were at the end of each side, walking towards the middle. The Warblers almost fell off their chairs with the shock of Kurt, in a full cheerleaders uniform, singing, as a cheerleader!
Come on girl
I've been waiting for somebody
To pick up my stroll
The Warblers all looked at Blaine, who was staring at Kurt like he was going to eat him. The Warblers all laughed and poked Blaine, but he didn't seem to notice.
Well don't waste time
Give me the sign
Tell me how you wanna roll
I want somebody to speed it up for me
Then take it down slow
There's enough room for both
The Warblers were staring at the cheerleaders, at least all the straight ones were. They were amazed at how they can dance, but they were even more impressed by Kurt's dancing, especially Blaine.
Well, I can handle that
You just gotta show me where it's at
Are you ready to go
Are you ready to go
If you want it
You already got it
If you thought it
It better be what you want
If you feel it
It must be real just
Say the word and I'ma give you what you want
Time is waiting
We only got 4 minutes to save the world
No hesitating
Grab a boy
Grab a girl
Time is waiting
We only got 4 minutes to save the world
No hesitating
We only got 4 minutes, 4 minutes
Keep it up, keep it up, don't be a pri, hey
Madonna, uh
You gotta get `em all, hot
Tick tock tick tock tick tock
That's right, keep it up, keep it up, don't be a pri, hey
Madonna, uh
You gotta get `em all hot
Tick tock tick tock tick tock
Sometimes I think what I need is a you intervention, yeah
And you know I can tell that you like it
And that it's good, by the way that you move, ooh, hey
The road to hell is paved with good intentions, yeah
But if I die tonight
At least I can say I did what I wanted to do
Tell me, how bout you?
If you want it
You come and you get it
If you thought it
It better be what you want
If you feel it
It must be real just
Say the word and I'ma give you what you want
Time is waiting
We only got 4 minutes to save the world
No hesitating
Grab a boy
Grab a girl
Time is waiting
We only got 4 minutes to save the world
No hesitating
We only got 4 minutes, 4 minutes
Keep it up, keep it up, don't be a pri, hey
Madonna, uh
You gotta get `em all hot
Tick tock tick tock tick tock
That's right, keep it up, keep it up, don't be a pri, hey
Madonna, uh
You gotta get `em all hot
Tick tock tick tock tick tock
The whole school was on there feet cheering. Kurt, Mercedes, and the other glee club members in the Cheerios were all hugging and laughing and high fiving. Kurt walked away, and towards the Warblers, smirking.
"What did you guys think?" he asked. They all look at Blaine, who had his legs crossed, and was staring at Kurt. "Well, we all enjoyed it, but not as much as Blainey boo over there." David said, smirking at Blaine, who glared at him in response. Kurt just smiled. "Guys, lets go back to the choir room, the New Directions are meeting us."
They all walked to the choir room. The New Direction girls grabbed Kurt, and ran out of the room, except for Rachel. "Ok Warblers, we, the New Directions, wanted to do two songs for you. The first one is for your enjoyment, and the second one is to scare you." Rachel was smiling evilly at the Warblers. "Enjoy! Oh, also Kurt has a solo of sorts in these songs!"
The Warblers watched as Kurt, and all the girls got into formation in front of them. Kurt started singing.
Oh, caught in a bad romance
Oh, caught in a bad romance
Rah, rah, ah, ah, ah
Roma, roma, ma
Gaga, ooh, la, la
Want your bad romance
Rah, rah, ah, ah, ah
Roma, roma, ma
Gaga, ooh la la
Want your bad romance
I want your ugly, I want your disease
I want your everything as long as it's free
I want your love
Love, love, love, I want your love
I want your drama, the touch of your hand
I want your leather studded kiss in the sand
I want your love
Love, love, love, I want your love
(Love, love, love, I want your love)
You know that I want you
And you know that I need you
I want it bad, bad romance
The dance moves they were doing were way better then most of the Warblers, who just generally stood there, maybe a step or two to the left or right, but not a lot of real movement.
I want your love, and I want your revenge
You and me could write a bad romance
I want your love, and all your love is revenge
You and me could write a bad romance
Oh, caught in a bad romance
Oh, caught in a bad romance
Rah, rah, ah, ah, ah
Roma, roma, ma
Gaga, ooh la la
Want your bad romance
I want your horror, I want your design
'Cause you're a criminal as long as you're mine
I want your love
Love, love, love, I want your love
I want your psycho, your vertical stick
Want you in my rear window, baby, you're sick
I want your love
Love, love, love, I want your love
(Love, love, love, I want your love)
You know that I want you
And you know that I need you
('Cause I'm a freak, baby)
I want it bad, bad romance
I want your love, and I want your revenge
You and me could write a bad romance
I want your love, and all your love is revenge
You and me could write a bad romance
Oh, caught in a bad romance
Oh, caught in a bad romance
Rah, rah, ah, ah, ah
Roma, roma, ma
Gaga, ooh la la
Want your bad romance
Rah, rah, ah, ah, ah
Roma, roma, ma
Gaga, ooh la la
Want your bad romance
Walk, walk, fashion, baby
Work it, move that thing, crazy
Walk, walk, fashion, baby
Work it, move that thing, crazy
Walk, walk, fashion, baby
Work it, move that thing, crazy
Walk, walk, passion, baby
Work it, I'm a freak, baby
I want your love, and I want your revenge
I want your love, I don't wanna be friends
J'ai ton amour et je veux ton revenge
J'ai ton amour, I don't wanna be friends
The Warblers watched as Kurt and the girls lowered themselves to the floor, Kurt putting his leg in the air, Rachel pounding the floor, while Santana sang.
No, I don't wanna be friends
(Oh, caught in a bad romance)
I don't wanna be friends
Want your bad romance
(Oh, caught in a bad romance)
Want your bad romance
I want your love, and I want your revenge
You and me could write a bad romance
I want your love, and all your love is revenge
You and me could write a bad romance
Want your bad romance
(Oh, caught in a bad romance)
Want your bad romance
Want your bad romance
(Oh, caught in a bad romance)
Rah, rah, ah, ah, ah
Roma, roma, ma
Gaga, ooh la la
Want your bad romance
The Warblers were about to applaude, but all the New Directions ran out of the room, the boys and Kurt included. Rachel stood back for a moment. "Warblers, we did this song to scare Vocal Adrenaline, and well, it worked. I am going to add that this song is amazing, even though I don't have a solo." She started to walk out the room, but turned back and said, "Oh yeah, all the voices are real." With a wink and then she walked out.
Kurt strutted into the room, and nearly made the Warblers fall off their chairs with how deep his voice was.
Roof off
We're gonna tear the roof off the mother sucker
Tear the roof off the sucker
Tear the roof off
We're gonna tear the roof off the mother sucker
Tear the roof off the sucker
Tear the roof off
We're gonna tear the roof off the mother sucker
Tear the roof off the sucker
Tear the roof off
We're gonna tear the roof off the mother sucker
Tear the roof off the sucker
The Warblers watched Kurt with amazement, they have never seen him so, so I guess funky before.
You've got a real type of thing going down, getting down
There's a whole lot of rhythm going round
We want the funk, give up the funk
we need the funk, we gotta have that funk
We want the funk, give up the funk
We need the funk, we gotta have that funk
Na-na-na-na-na
Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo, ow
We're gonna turn this mother out x2
You've got a real type of thing going down getting down
There's a whole lot of rhythm going round
We want the funk give up the funk
We need the funk we gotta have that funk
We need the funk gotta have that funk
We're gonna turn this mother out (x4)
Ow, we want the funk give up the funk
Ow, we need the funk we gotta have that funk
La la la la la
Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo, owww!
La la la la la
Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo, owww!
You've got a real type of thing going down, gettin' down
There's a whole lot of rhythm going down
You've got a real type of thing going down, gettin' down
There's a whole lot of rhythm going round
Ow, we want the funk give up the funk
Ow, we need the funk we gotta have that funk
The Warblers instantly stood up, and cheered. That was some serious dancing and singing. Blaine stood up, and grabbed Kurt and walked out of the room.
Kurt was surprised. Blaine pinned him to the wall, and started talking, "Kurt! You can't do that! I swear I was ready to jump you on the freaking stage with that uniform, and then you sang so low before, and it was hot." Blaine was about to kiss Kurt, when they heard catcalls, and jumped apart. Blaine was as red as a fire truck, but Kurt was smirking at him, clearly amused.
"Kurt!" Wes said, "We have to go back to the bus, say goodbye. I'll take lover boy over here with me." Wes and David pulled an extremely embarrassed Blaine back to the bus, yelling their goodbyes.
"Well guys, I am coming home this weekend, so we should have a party!" Kurt exclaimed. "My house, bring the booze." Santana said. "Yeah!" Puck yelled! "New Directions gonna rock the Lopez house!"
The New Directions all gave Kurt a hug, and a kiss from Brittney, before he left. As he was walking down the hallway, swinging his bag in his left hand, he was very happy with how the day went, even if he got rainbow slushied.
Kurt walked onto the bus and sat down next to Blaine. "Hey Kurt?" Blaine asked. "Yeah?" "I had an awesome day." Blaine smiled, and ignoring everybody around them, kissed his boyfriend.
"Hey Blaine. Let's annoy them." Kurt said, and with a smile, leaned back into his boyfriend, ignoring all the catcalls and protests from around them.