A/N: This fic is AU. Kurt and Blaine DID NOT get together at Regionals. The duet was assigned by Wes and David, who were, quote-unquote, tired of all the sexual tension.
And this is my disclaimer for the whole story (so I won't have to repeat it): I don't own Glee or Disney World, or any of the Disney songs. They are NOT mine.
Chapter One: No One To Tell Us No, Or Where To Go
Blaine grinned and fondled the envelope in his hand. This was it. Everything he had worked so hard for, everything he put into this, he hoped it was about to pay off. He ripped the letter open hurried and scanned the words on the paper.
Mr. Anderson:
We here at Walt Disney World in Orlando, Florida have read over your application to sing in our parade through Magic Kingdom (and at various locations throughout the resort) for two weeks, It has been approved. I hope you and the Warblers know our classic Disney songs, considering that is what you are required to sing.
Everyone in your group's flight has been paid for. You will find your tickets to the plane in the next package, and it should be arriving the twenty-second of April or the twenty-third. However, on your stay with us, we will allow you to get into the parks and stay in our resort for free. It's the most we can do for your choir, who volunteered to perform for free.
Thank you for appyling, and good luck.
Sincerely,
Mr. Alfred Whittman
Walt Disney World Entertainment Bureau
The curly haired soloist felt the letter drop from his hands. They were accepted. They were going to Disney World! Blaine immediately picked up the letter and ran as fast as he could to his best friend's room.
He flung open the door. "You will never guess where the Warblers are going to be singing."
Kurt Hummel, clad in a stylish outfit, smirked and tilted his head. "Please say New York."
Blaine began to jump up and down excitedly, his eyes alight with happiness. "No, somewhere way better."
The countertenor raised one perfect eyebrow. "Where in the world is this place that claims to be better than New York?"
Blaine couldn't hold it in any longer. "Walt Disney World in Orlando, Florida!" He squealed and jumped onto Kurt's bed, to his dismay. "Aren't you exicted?"
Kurt laughed. "Mm-hmm. Very," he replied sarcastically. "Few questions, though."
"Ask away," Blaine smiled charmingly. Kurt frowned.
"Why? How? When? And where on earth is everyone in the Warblers going to be able to pay for this trip?"
Blaine laughed. "Why? Well, because when I was on the Disney website-"
Kurt rolled his eyes. "-I saw this ad telling me about how Disney was looking for a school group to perform in the parade in Magic Kingdom in Disney World. I filled out the application, sent in a video of the Warblers, and we got accepted!"
Kurt's eyes widened. "What video of us did you send in?"
Here, Blaine blushed. "The one from Regionals. Raise Your Glass...and Candles." Kurt smiled a little bit.
"Anyway, how?" Blaine snorted. "By opening our mouths and making sound come out in the form of words and lyrics."
"Quit being a smart-ass."
"When? We leave in a few days. And no worries about money, the resort is paying for everything. Except anything extra. So, what do you say? Sounds amazing, right?"
Kurt laughed and nodded. "I guess. But, do the Warblers know about this?"
Blaine's once happy face fell. "Crap."
"Absurd!"
"This breaks tradition!"
"Your mom breaks tradition!"
"That's absurd!"
"You're absurd!"
"Why, that's absurd!"
Those were the comments of the Warblers as soon as Blaine announced the news. Wes banged his gavel ridgedly.
"Quiet! Calm down, come to order!" Everyone was silenced as Kurt and Blaine stood in the front of the practice room with their proposal.
Wes looked knowingly to David. "I think this would be a great idea. It would give us great inspiration for Sectional's next year and our annual Warblers' spring concert. Plus, it's all-expense paid, which is an added bonus. All in favor, raise your hand."
About three-fourths of the room raised their hands, and Blaine smiled exictedly.
"It's going to be great, you guys. You'll see." Kurt and Blaine looked at each with huge grins on their faces.
David whispered to Wes, "We need to do something about them. Everytime they look at each other like that, I start to think about puppies and rainbows and kittens because they are so dang adorable." He frowned. "This is not good."
Wes smirked. "I know. This Disney trip will be a perfect way to set them up."
David picked up a pencil and got out his pad of paper. "Rooming list?"
Wes nodded deviously. "Rooming list."
A/N: I'm sorry it's so short. I will try to update ASAP, depending on the number of reviews and the response I get.
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