A/N: So yea, everyone's jumping on this thing and doing the back to the future story. So here I am with my own version. It didn't really start out as anything, just popping out some ideas and it turned into this.

Just thought I'd clear things up first. This has been put down as Sugar and Harmony because I thought they'd be the most recognizable for this, and they're gonna end up together at some point.

Sebastian is Quinn's son, Harmony is Jesse and Rachel's. Sugar's Santana and Brittany's and Rory is Kurt and Blaine's.

I hope you enjoy! :)

Pairings: Finchel (For the purposes of the story), Brittana, Faberry, Klaine, Sugamony, Tike, etc.

Word Count: 3, 179

Rating: T (May change as the story progresses)

Chapter 1

Okay, what the actual fuck was happening? Less than a second ago he was outside playing soccer with Rory, and the next thing he's… he's… he's… well, he's not exactly sure really. It was all so confusing. Well… wait, have I introduced myself?

No?

I apologise, let me tell you about myself.

I'm Sebastian Kane, but I tend to use my mother's last name, Fabray, and to many, I am a cruel, calculating monster, as they would say, but really, it was only a defence mechanism.

Really, he was much like his mother when she was in her first years of high school, as his Aunty Tana would say. She was his favourite out of all his mum's friends. She was a highly regarded criminal justice lawyer, who didn't take shit from anybody, resulting in his idolization of her. Her wife and his Aunt Britt's were nearly complete polar opposites, and it was hard to believe they would ever be together.

She herself was a former professional choreographer who now owned a dance training company that spanned worldwide. He was also friends with their children, Sugar and Brett. While Sugar was his aunt Tana's and Everett Motta's daughter, Brett was born to Brittany and Kurt Hummel-Anderson, his favourite uncle's husband. Blaine Hummel-Anderson. He'd had a crush on him ever since he was a boy. He'd always been there for him and his mum, while Kurt had always been like a father to him. Their son Rory was like his best friend. Even when the boy would annoy him, he couldn't stay mad, no matter how hard he'd tried. And he'd certainly tried hard.

He'd been born on August 3rd, 2016 to Quinn Fabray, a young photography intern for a fashion magazine, while his father, Demetrius Kane, was a pizza line owner. When he'd been born, his parents had moved in together, excited to have their own son. Born a healthy baby, he lived a good life. Taught to be respectful, kind, caring and never to use violence, his parents knew what they were doing.

That all changed when he turned five though when his mum discovered he'd been cheating on her with a teenager, and he was instantly kicked out. His dad didn't care though, packing up and completely forgetting about him. He still remembers how devastated she was, and he absolutely hated it, so he'd try his best to cheer her up. At seven, things became easier when she ran into her old friend, Rachel Hudson. Rachel, who'd made it onto Broadway for a few successful years had decided to start a family with her high school sweetheart Finn Hudson, and was now a professional ballet tutor.

He'd always liked her, she'd been the source of his mum's new found happiness, and he didn't want that to change. Then Finn butted in, and tried to make her turn on his mum. He'd never liked him. Always with his stupid dopey smile that made him look constipated, his awkwardly tall structure that made him look like Frankenstein (as soon as he'd heard Santana call him that, he'd adopted the name, and never called him anything else), and the way he'd eye up his mum, it was disgusting, making him want to puke.

He'd liked Harmony though, who was Rachel and her previous boyfriend Jesse's daughter, a glee club director. Yeah, they had had countless amounts of fights when they were younger (and still do), but she was like a sister to him. Plus, how couldn't he like a fellow Finn hater.

No matter how hard Finn tried though, the two were inseparable, and he even still remembers when he was ten, and he walked into his mum's room at around twelve-ish, unable to sleep, and he saw them kissing. As shocked as he was, he didn't go in, only going back to his room in silence.

A few months later and Rachel had divorced Finn, and announced that she and Quinn were seeing each other. To say he was happy would be a completely inaccurate understatement, because he was ecstatic. He didn't care if his mum had just announced she was seeing another women, all he cared about was the fact that his mum was finally happy, and he wouldn't have to see *puke* Finn *puke* again.

They married nearly a year later, and by 12, he was living with his step-sister, mum, and step-mother, and he couldn't have been happier. He'd also met Neil Chambers, a ginger haired, black rimmed glasses wearing nerd, who he'd fallen completely and utterly in love with. He'd nearly fainted when he'd asked him out, to which he'd almost yelled yes to, before calming down and saying he'd love to.

Three years later though, and everything went down the drain when Quinn was shot dead in front of his very eyes, while they were visiting the local carnival. After that, he'd changed. He went from a charming guy with a sarcastic sense of humour to a cold young man, who isolated himself from the world. He'd dumped Neil while in his depressive state, and had grown distant from his once best friends. He would snap at anyone who'd pissed him off, and became involved in many school fights.

To make matters worse though, was to have Finn come back, and try to steal away Rachel. That's when he'd finally lost it, attacking the now overweight giant, and punching him repeatedly until he was pulled off by Santana, who'd managed to calm him down. Luckily enough for him, Rachel had denied him, telling him to leave them alone.

A bloody faced Finn had yelled at Sebastian before stomping out like a two year old. Since then he'd opened up a bit more, only a bit. He'd became even closer with Santana (if that was even possible), and had tried his best to amend things with Neil, who he was slowly getting ready to ask out again.

That didn't explain what was happening though, as he felt himself be sucked into something, as bright colours danced around him. Maybe he was dead, and going to heaven. Nah, he was getting ahead of himself, he was definitely going to hell when his time came. That still didn't help, as he felt himself get nauseous, and his head started to reel. Next thing he knew, he felt himself blanking out, and darkness flooding his vision as he fell into a deep slumber.

Sebastian lay on the cold gravel road, letting out an involuntary groan when he tried to sit up, only to have his back crack loudly, and fall back to the ground, squeezing his sore and tired eyes shut, trying to block out the nearly blinding sun as he felt a painful headache coming.

He must have fallen asleep, because next thing he knew, he felt someone shaking him and yelling his name, and his eyes snapped open to see Harmony, his step-sister looking over him with worry clearly etched upon her pale face.

"Sebastian! Sebasti-… Sebastian!" She yelled when she saw him staring at her. She instantly wrapped her arms around his aching body and hugged him tightly, causing him to yelp slightly. Pulling back she only had a grin on her face. "God! I thought you were dead Sebby." She cried, using her unfortunately permanent nickname for him.

"My back fuckin' hurts…" He groaned out, ignoring her as she rambled on, much like his step-mum Rachel would whenever he was in trouble or she was excited. No… actually, Rachel always talked in paragraphs.

"Harm, I think you broke Sebby." Sugar's voice said from behind him, and he looked up to see his friend with a wide smile on her face as she adjusted her unicorn bag that her Ma, Brittany had gotten her for her tenth birthday, and he could see the head of her 'pet' duck, which was really just a stuffed toy, popping out. She was swaying awkwardly from side to side, humming an off key tune, which he couldn't help but think made her ass really st-

"Ow!" He yelped as he felt Harmony's hand collide with the back of his head. "What da fuck was that for?" He whined, rubbing the now throbbing spot.

"Don't play stupid Sebastian; stop checking out Marina's ass." She hissed with venom laced in her voice as her ice blue eyes stared daggers at him. She was definitely pissed; she only used people's full names when she was really mad. Otherwise, she always used nicknames. No one didn't have a nickname. Marina, or Sugar as everyone called her due to her sugar fetish as a toddler, Sebastian had always been Sebby, Rory was leprechaun because of his Irish accent from when he lived in Ireland with his dads as a boy, Brett was unicorn, because just like his Ma and sister, he had a strange obsession with unicorns, and Neil she'd dubbed Sir Nerd-ra-loy, or when he's lucky, Ginger, were only among many she'd given people over the years.

Though, whenever she calls Rory Unico, he laughs his head off. Want to know why? That's his real name! No, seriously, he wasn't joking. He was born Unico Tony Rory Hummel-Anderson. Apparently Brittany had done them some huge favour and they'd made the deal that she could name their first son then. Fore some reason they'd agreed to this and somehow gave into his name being Unico. Santana says that this was because she'd broken down in tears when Kurt had refused, along with Santana threatening their lives for hurting her, and they'd eventually given in.

Sebastian, Sugar and Harmony were the only ones besides their parents that knew, and he'd made them swear not to tell anyone.

"Sebby can't check out my ass though, he's a dolphin." Sugar said innocently. He truly couldn't believe how much she was like Brittany, due to the fact that biologically they weren't related.

"Actually Sugar, I'm a bi-corn." He said proudly before waggling his eyebrows, earning yet another slap from Harmony. "Ow! Seriously Harm! Stop fuckin' hitting me!"

"Then stop it!" She hissed. Sebastian only smirked at this though, remembering that his sister had a tiny huge possible definite crush on her friend true love. He'd realised when he was 14, her 12, as he'd spotted her checking Sugar out on too many to count occasions to be coincidence.

"Ah, guys. Where are we?" A thick Irish accented Rory asked from behind Harmony.

He looked up at his best friend, who was ruffling his now scruffy brown hair one hand, as he ironically smoothed out his completely outdated green flannel shirt.

Realising his friend had a very good point; he stood up, wiping off the dirt from his neon green jeans, and smoothing out his fluorescent yellow V-neck before picking up his highly expensive dark brown Fedora hat and placing it onto his perfectly sculpted hair as he cracked his back.

Once he was finished stretching, he looked around for the first time, taking in the very old fashioned houses that looked from around the early 21st century. You very rarely saw ones like these around in the 2030's, making him wonder where they actually were. They were large houses with a fairly spacious lawn before the next house. Looking to his friends, he instantly saw Harmony, who was hyperventilating, and going on about something or rather as she paced back and forth.

"Oh my Barbra!" She cried, "Where could we possibly be. The last thing I remember was talking with mum at home. Maybe we were kidnapped… oh my Barbra, we've been kidnapped!" She yelled in panic as she continued on. 'Oh my Barbra' was clearly a phrase she'd inherited from her mother. To be completely honest, he wasn't even sure who this 'Barbra' was supposed to be.

"Stop worrying Harm, we're probably j…" He paused, staring at the sign a few feet behind Rory. "Holy fuck, why're we in Lima?" He asked with wide eyes, remembering the last time he'd visited there. He was 13, and his grandma Judy was sick, so they flew with his mum, Rachel and Harmony, taking the first flight they could get. It was the last time he saw her though, Judy dying nearly five days after they'd arrived. Apparently she'd had heart cancer, but it was discovered too late to treat.

His mum had been devastated, but to make matters worse, they'd ran into Russell Fabray, the grandfather he'd met, due to his grandparents getting divorced before he was even born, and his mum losing complete contact with him, for the first time. They'd gotten into a massive argument outside of the grocery store, ending with Russell slapping his mum. Big. Mistake. Sebastian had tackled the man, even if he had a good four inches on him, and punched him square in the face. He's pretty sure a younger guy who was walking passed was the one who'd pulled him off of him before he could do too much damage.

Let's just say he'd left quickly.

He instantly snapped out of his thoughts when Harmony's high pitched scream pierced his ears, and he had to cover them in pain.

"We're in LIMA, OHIO?" She screamed, and Sebastian had to yell louder to get her attention.

"Jesus Harm! Shut the fuck up! It's not the end of the world!"

"Will you stop swearing?" She yelled back, looking at him.

"I can fuckin' swear as much as I fuckin' desire. Fuckidy, fuckidy, f-… Ow! Rory? Why is everyone one hitting me?" He said as he rubbed his sure to be bruised head and he picked up his once again fallen off Fedora, his most prized possession.

"Will you guys stop fighting?" He groaned, clearing getting annoyed with their constant bickering.

"Yea, stop the violence." Sugar agreed, stroking 'Donald', the duck poking out of her bag. Sebastian chuckled, trying not to laugh. Sugar was one to talk. He couldn't even begin to remember how many guys she'd beaten up for hurting or making fun of Donald, Salad (her stuffed kitten), or Charlie (her unicorn). She was still Santana's daughter after all, and it was kind of scary how she could go from Brittany to Santana or Santana to Brittany in less than a second. Sometimes he thought she was bi-polar.

"B-but wh-why are-are w-we in-in-in-in, oh my Barbra, why're we in Lima?" She shrieked, looking around like she was some psychotic (he honestly thinks she needs to be treated sometime).

"We time traveled."

"What?" Was the chorused question the three friends asked as they all pivoted around to look at Sugar with question in their eyes. Yes, there were quite a few scenarios going around in his head about how they got there, but time travel, was certainly not one of them.

"Due to an influx within the space time continuum, we were sent back in time to correct the mistake; there forth we landed in Lima. Though I believe this was most likely because of a previous spout into this time zone, we have to be careful as to not allow the entire universe to collapse."

Definitely bi-polar.

"All I heard was blah, blah, blah." Sebastian said as he looked at the girl in disbelief.

"It's scary when you do that Sugar. It's like something possess you." Rory spoke, mouth agape.

"Shut it Rory Leprechaun." Sugar said as she glared at the boy, whose eyes widened as he took a defensive step away, hands up in surrender.

"Sorry." He squeaked.

"Sugar, that isn't possible. Time travel is impossible." Harmony replied, looking skeptical.

"Well, I'm right."

She said it with such determination, Sebastian was taken aback, resulting in him looking awkwardly at the girl in question, who'd randomly, started dancing in front of the three.

"Um… guys… maybe she isn't as crazy as she seems." It's Rory again, and Sebastian turns to look at his friend, who's holding what looks to be a newspaper. He hasn't even seen a newspaper since he was like… five… and he can't even remember that very well either. Everyone just had slips now. They were small thin handheld devices that had practically anything you wanted on in.

Walking up to the boy, who was at the very least four inches shorter than himself, he looked at the paper. Scanning the sheet, he looked up into the top left hand corner, where he spotted the date.

August 14th, 2011

Snatching the paper out of his friend's hand, he almost had a heart attack. There was… no… it's couldn't be… how was that… is that… what the FUCK?

Dropping the paper, he started pacing back and forth, trying to let his brain understand what exactly was going on. This didn't make sense. It had to be some kind of joke. Cause' there was NO way he had traveled back 23 years to 2011, which would've been when his mother was only... wait a sec...10, 20… a high school senior.

Oh god, he was dreaming. Yes, that was it, he was having a dream, and he was actually sleeping in his bed, wrapped up in his warm covers.

He was about to say something when he heard a man's voice from the house they were in front of. "Hey, all of you, off of my lawn!" He shouted from the door as he walked up to the group of teenagers.

Sebastian looked at him, instantly recognizing him, but unable to put a name to his face. He was about to question this when he was once again interrupted, but this time by Sugar, who had squealed, and instantly wrapped her arms around the tall man, and giving him a hug. Realization dawned on him, when he realized that he was a much younger version of Sugar's grandfather.

Al Motta, if he'd remembered correctly, was understandably taken aback at the contact, and was looking at her strangely. He tried to pry her off of him, but she was very persistent, and just hugged him tighter as she snuggled into his chest.

"Grandpa." She smiled chirruped happily.

Looking at the three other kids, Al asked, "Is she high?"

Sebastian chuckled, he had no idea how many times he'd wondered the very same thing. He watched as Harmony walked up behind Sugar and tried to take her off of the very confused man. "Sugar!" She whined when the girl protested. Having no luck, Harmony seemed to be getting annoyed as she snapped out, "Marina Gloria Phoebe Lopez-Pierce! Let go of him!"

Sugar turned her head around to her friend, and saw her best friends annoyed face. "Stop being such a grumpy pants Harm." She said, poking her tongue out.

Sebastian watched as Al looked at the girl, some sort of realization dawning on his feature as he looked at Sugar.

"Now go away! Grandpa Al likes my hugs!"

"Hey, how'd you know my name?" He asked as Sugar looked up at him with big innocent eyes. She reminded him much of his son Everett when he was her age. "Wait did you just say-"

"Of course I know your name silly. You're my grandpa."