"Mr Shoe, the magic punch has told me I need to phone you and tell you that I lost my shoes, did you take them Mr Shoe? Because your name is Shoe you want my shoes? The magic punch also said I have to tell you that I lost me too."

If it was any other student that said that down the phone he would have thought it was a prank. However it was not any other student it was Brittany Pierce. Brittany the special child who thought things differently from other children. Well that's what teachers would say publicly when there were kids hovering around eavesdropping. Honestly the teaching staff was harsher about her behind closed doors calling her an airhead and retard. He defended her because he knew that when she put her mind to it she was very intelligent. After all no one else knows cat diseases like Brittany Pierce.

"Ok, Brittany, do you know where you are?"

"No Mr Shoe, I lost me, remember?"

"Could you tell me what you can see around you?"

"Yes Mr Shoe. I see Cinderella's pumpkin carriage, Pinocchio, and Sleeping Beauty's spinning wheel with the big pointy thing. Santana says it's symbol-thingy for a dick," Brittany said cheerfully.

"Ok, I know where you are Brittany, just stay there and wait for me, ok?"

"Yes Mr Shoe."

Sighing, Will hung up, and grabbed hold the pair of trousers he kept by his bed in case a Glee member got drunk. It was becoming a regular event and again it's a school night, where on earth are these parents? And how on earth did Brittany get onto the mini golf course completely pissed out of her mind? Well Will knew he was definitely catching up on his sleep during the next facility meeting.

He deserves it with all these extra hours he's working.

GLEEGLEEGLEEGLEE

He found Brittany talking to the cat model in the Alice in Wonderland hole. She was having an in-depth conversation on the best way to de-flea felines. It was not a nice conversation and Will had to suppress the urge to gag.

"Brittany," he called out loudly before Brittany moved onto dealing with feline constipation.

"Mr Shoe!" Brittany cried out delightedly before throwing herself into his arms. "I'm sorry Mr Shoe, I didn't mean to drink magic punch, and I thought it was normal punch but someone must have added the magic powder – like fairy dust! And Santana was nowhere to be found and I lost my shoes, did you take my shoes, Mr Shoe? You didn't sneak into Sandy's party and steal them? That's very naughty Mr Shoe!"

"Come along Brittany, let's get you somewhere warm and then sober you up," Will said gently as he herded a swaying drunk teenager into the car. "Why did you go to a party when you had school tomorrow?" he asked sternly once they were in the car and on the road.

"Artie called me stupid and I was upset and so Santana said this would cheer me up so I went along with it."

"Artie called you stupid? That doesn't sound like him. And you shouldn't do everything Santana says, I know she means well but she isn't always right."

"Artie doesn't believe Santana tells the truth either," Brittany said sadly, "why does everyone think Santana is bad when really she's very nice?"

"Santana...she has...well an attitude that makes people upset and angry. No one can see past that attitude and so they don't see her nice side. Artie probably just sees the mean Santana, that's all," Will explained.

"Doesn't mean he can call me stupid though," Brittany mumbled.

"No," Will agreed, "it doesn't."

GLEEGLEEGLEEGLEE

Will dragged out the duvet and pillow that he kept solely for the drunken teenagers. By the time he got back into the living room Brittany had 'lost' her skirt and tights and was on her way to losing her shirt too.

"Brittany put your clothes back on!" Will shouted as he quickly used the pillow to hide the half naked blond from his eyes.

"But Mr Shoe!" she was pouting. He knew she was pouting though he wasn't looking at her because he had pouting radar. Spending years being Terri's lover had gifted him with pouting radar, he could tell just by the voice a woman uses that they're pouting, Rachel Berry had helped fine tune it after he left Terri. "All the boys like it when I take my clothes off."

"Well I don't," Will said firmly.

It would be just what he needed on top of every other crappy thing in his life if Sue caught hold off this and got him on the black list for having 'sexual relations' with a student.

"Would you prefer it if I called Kurt and asked him to take his clothes off for you?" Brittany asked innocently.

"NO!" Will snapped. Good god, what is wrong with these kids? Are they all doing it with everyone and assuming those who don't are gay? "Put your clothes back on Brittany."

"I wish Artie was here. He would help me take my bra off before helping me put my clothes on," Brittany said sadly.

Urgh, teenagers and their hormones. "Come here Brittany," Will said gently. He was careful to not look at her when he buttoned her shirt up and helped her into her skirt. She stumbled and staggered all over the place before he managed to get her to lie down on the sofa. He draped the blanket over her and was about to go when she grabbed his hand.

"Tell me a story, Mr Shoe," she pleaded. "About princesses and shoes."

"Erm...ok..." he didn't have the heart to say no. She was looking at him with big pleading blue eyes that made her appear a good ten years younger. He didn't really know fairy tales much so he thought to make his own up. "Once Upon a time lived seven very different princesses. One was very bossy but sang like an angel and had a heart of gold, one was beautiful and virtuous but desired to be liked by all and that blinded her, one was cold and mean but deep down was only a scared little girl, one was a very shy quiet girl who was locked up, and another was a powerful beautiful woman, while the last but not least was a happy special child. These princesses were all missing their shoes and princes, so a magic wizard decided to bring them all together and sing about it, their beautiful voices attracted six handsome princes who all wanted to sing as well. One prince was bound in a wheelchair due to an evil witches curse, one was very naughty, and one did not like princesses and desired to dress up like one instead, while the other three were very shy in their own ways. The princes loved all the princesses in different ways and decided to make them all happy by buying them beautiful shoes made out of stars. They searched wide and far and worked all night and all day to get these seven pairs of shoes. With these magical shoes the princesses danced and sang better than ever and won the Nationals in a singing competition making them happy ever after. The end."

He really hopes that Sue had stopped bugging his apartment. He would never live this pathetic story made up on the spot down if she ever found out about it.

"Mmm...That's a nice story," Brittany mumbled. "Thank you Mr Schue..."

It was a sign that Brittany had sobered up a little. He was glad; he wasn't sure how much stripping he could take before he went insane.

"You're welcome Brittany, good night."

"Night..."

Instead of going to bed Will went out to search for Brittany's shoes. He found them on the mini golf course balanced on one of the seven dwarfs head. When he snuck back in he left them by the sofa with a little note that he hurriedly scribbled out.

To the Happy Princess, they might not be made out of stars but they are shoes, keep on dancing and singing. From the Magical Wizard.

He will deny everything if Sue confronts him for being 'soft' and 'sappy'.