Author's Note: this is rated T for language, because it's P!nk, and not everyone will censor their songs.

Disclaimer: The songs belong to P!nk, the characters to Ryan Murphy. Personally, I think the two should meet more often.

Will Schuester stared at the box in front of him. After being separated from Terri for more than a year he was still randomly finding things of hers that she had left behind. The box was filled with Terri's half finished craft projects, broken glue gun, and the Bruckheimer movies she somehow forgot, even after she came there to pick them up and harassed Emma.

Will had only found Terri's left over junk because he decided to give his apartment a thorough cleaning. He had felt that Terri's essence was still haunting this place, and he was right. The only question now was what to do with the stuff.

Then the song changed. Will had been listening to music to make the work go by faster. His ipod was on shuffle, and had been playing a steady stream of Journey hits, but this song was different. The great thing about music is that there always seems to be a song for every situation to describe how you feel. This was the song for Will. After the guitar intro, P!nk began to sing.

I dance around this empty house

Tear us down, throw you out

Screaming down the hall

Spinning all around and now we fall

This song came at the right moment. Will began to sing along with her.

Pictures framing up the past

Your taunting smirk behind the glass

This museum full of ash

Once a tickle now a rash

It was angry and fun, just what he needed. Will then started to dance.

This used to be a Funhouse

But now it's full of evil clowns

It's time to start the countdown

I'm gonna burn it down, down, down

I'm gonna burn it down

Will was then struck with inspiration. He knew exactly what he was going to do with Terri's junk. He walked into his bedroom to get that framed picture of him and Terri that he had not managed to get rid of yet, still singing.

Echoes knocking on locked doors

All the laughter from before

I'd rather live out on the street

Than in this haunted memory

Grabbing the picture frame, Will walked back to the living room.

I've called the movers, called the maids

We'll try to exorcise this place

Drag my mattress to the yard

Crumble, tumble house of cards

Will threw the picture into the box, and then grabbed some other items necessary for his plans of disposing Terri's things. He then left his apartment and walked to the yard of his apartment complex. At that moment Will didn't care if he looked insane, he continued singing.

This used to be a Funhouse

But now it's full of evil clowns

It's time to start the countdown

I'm gonna burn it down, down, down

I'm gonna burn it down

Will set the box down once he made it to the yard. He then pulled out the lighter fluid he had brought with him and liberally doused the box of Terri's possessions with it.

9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1, fun

Once he had sung "fun" he struck a match and threw it into the box.

I'm crawling through the doggy door

My key don't fit my life no more

I'll change the drapes, I'll break the plates

I'll find a new place, burn this fucker down

Will felt a sense of relief, especially after seeing the photograph of him and Terri go up in flames.

This used to be a Funhouse

But now it's full of evil clowns

It's time to start the countdown

I'm gonna burn it down, down, down

I'm gonna burn it down

All of a sudden the song was over. Will looked around, thankful there was nobody outside. He did not want his neighbors to think he was mentally deranged.

After putting out the fire and throwing the remains in the dumpster, Will made his way back to his apartment. He felt relieved and renewed, like some great burden had been lifted off of him. That's when inspiration struck again. Will Schuester had a new assignment for his Glee club.

To be continued…

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