2 Weeks Later - 3 hours before the Blitzkrieg concert
"Rachel, can you get Mercedes and I tickets to the concert please?" Kurt asked.
"They were sold out almost a month ago!" Rachel replied. "How am I supposed to get them for you?"
"You're friends with Quinn! I'm sure she'll be able to get us in," Mercedes said.
"Fine, let me text her."
I hope I'm not interrupting rehearsals, but I have a favor to ask of you. Kurt and Mercedes are begging for tickets. Is that possible? –Rachel
"We're just fine-tuning the set list so you're not interrupting. Just tell the security that you're my VIP. The password is: ducks are awesome. –Quinn
Ducks are awesome? I can't stop laughing right now! –Rachel
Don't ask me! It was Brittany's turn to pick the password. Just be glad that Puck picked it last time. –Q
Agreed. Thanks for helping me get Kurt and Mercedes in. –Rachel
You're welcome! Anything for you, Rach. I'll see you later ok? –Quinn
Of course! And just in case I don't see you before the concert, break a leg. –Rachel
Thanks. –Quinn
Blitzkrieg Concert - 10 minutes before concert starts
"I still can't believe you got us into a Blitzkrieg concert!" Mercedes squealed as she hugged Rachel. "You go girl!"
"Actually," Rachel said. "You should be thanking Quinn."
"Of course!" Kurt said, immediately pulling out his phone to text the blonde.
Thanks for the seats Fabray. I love you for this! –Kurt
I thought you were gay, Hummel. Sorry, but my heart belongs someone else. ;) –Quinn
Oh you know that I didn't mean it that way! –Kurt
Anyways, eyes off your phone. The show is about to start. –Quinn
Yes ma'am! –Kurt
"Look behind us," Mercedes said as she pointed to the crowds of Blitzkrieg fans sending them jealous looks. "They so want to be in front of that metal railing."
"That's right," Kurt said. "Fabray even went as far as getting us sofas to sit on. I swear that girl can turn a gay man straight!"
The crashing of Brittany's drums and the crowd going crazy abruptly interrupted the conversation between the three divas. The cheering became louder as Santana, Puck, and finally, Quinn appeared on stage.
"What's up bitches?" Santana yelled into her microphone. "Are you ready to party all night long?"
The crowd roared with excitement when Quinn started playing her electric guitar, jumping up and down in time with the beat made with her drumming. The Blitzkrieg members were grinning at the reaction they had caused, getting even more into the music and making their fans scream for more.
"We wanted to surprise you all and start the show with a new song," Quinn told the audience. "It's called Sugar Kane."
You're perfect in the way, a perfect end today,
You're burning out their lights, and burning in their eyes,
I love you Sugar Kane, a-comin' from the rain,
Oh kiss me like a frog, and turn me into flame,
I love you all the time, I need you 8 to 9,
And I can stay all night, your body shining.
"I had no idea that Quinn was so fond of Marilyn Monroe," Mercedes whispered to Kurt.
"I think she didn't want to make her love for Rachel so obvious in the song, so she described Marilyn instead of our little diva over there," Kurt replied.
Hey angel come and play, and fly me away,
A stroll along the beach, until you're out of time,
I love you sugar kane, a crack into the dream,
I love you sugar kane, I love you sugar kane,
I love you sugar kane,
I love you sugar kane, I love you sugar.
The concert continued with Blitzkrieg playing many of their greatest hits, which include Paris (Oh La La) with Brittany taking the lead vocals for that song, Sorry, and many more. Rachel was not surprised to see and hear everyone in the audience singing along with Blitzkrieg.
When Blitzkrieg left the stage after playing a cover of Just, the audience just wouldn't have it, practically demanding that the band come out and play another song as an encore. Blitzkrieg obliged to the request that their fans had made, appearing on stage again after 5 minutes of the audience shouting and stomping their feet.
"Wow you guys really do love us huh?" Santana said, receiving a thunderous we love you from the fans.
"We'll play one more song," Quinn said before strumming her electric guitar and then opening her mouth to sing.
To make a mountain of,
Your life is just a choice.
But I never learned enough,
To listen to the voice that told me,
Always love, hate will get you ever time,
Always love, don't wait 'til the finish line.
Puck took over the next few lines, which was a surprise for the audience, since Quinn sang the whole song in the original. When Puck sent a wink and a charming smile at the fans, everyone went crazy, especially the girls.s
Slow demands come 'round,
Squeeze the air and keep the rest out.
It helps to write it down,
Even when you then cross it out.
Quinn smiled at the enthusiasm that the fans were displaying and held the microphone out for the next two lines.
But always love, hate will get you every time,
Always love, even when you want to fight.
"That's right everyone," Quinn said. "Always love! Thank you so much for coming to see us. Be safe and have a good night."
"Hey Rach!" Quinn greeted the brunette with a hug. "Thanks for coming!"
"You were amazing," Rachel told the blonde.
"What about me?" Brittany asked.
"You were better than Quinn," Santana told the taller blonde.
"Yay!" Brittany exclaimed, jumping up and down in excitement.
"So where are Mercedes and Kurt?" Quinn asked.
"Mercedes had to go home, so Kurt offered to drive her," Rachel answered.
"So do you have a ride home?" the blonde asked.
"I'm just waiting for Kurt to come back and give me a lift," Rachel replied.
"I'll drive you home then," Quinn said.
"It's really ok, Quinn. I'll just wait for Kurt."
"Nonsense," Quinn said. "I'll text Kurt right now to tell him that he doesn't need to come pick you up."
"Thank you, Quinn."
"No problem," the blonde said with a grin, opening the car door for Rachel.
The drive to Rachel's home was full of laughter and singing with Rachel in control of the iPod. Once the car came to a stop, Quinn turned to look at the brunette sat beside her and smiled.
"I'm glad you enjoyed the show tonight. I was just wondering if I could take you out on a date tomorrow," Quinn said, wringing her hands together due to nervousness.
"Of course," Rachel said, clearly amused at how nervous the blonde was. "Why don't you pick me up at 7pm?"
"Ok. Good night, Rachel. Have sweet dreams."
"Bye, Quinn," Rachel said, giving the blonde a small peck on the cheek. "See you tomorrow."
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