Haiiiii! So, this is just a bunch of oneshots. I get the prompts from friends and facebook and things like that. But, you can also suggest prompts! If you do that, please put which 2 characters, or more or less, you want. Each oneshot will be around 500 words, maybe more, maybe less.
Prompt: "Be prepared"
Character: Hunter Clarington
Words: 508 So close!"Be prepared for failure, if you want to be a singer." His father's words bounced around his skull as he climbed out the cab, shoving money into the man's outstretched hand. He grabbed his 3 suitcases out of the trunk. He really had not been planning to transfer to Dalton. He sure as hell had not been planning to reveal his plans to join the Warblers. Maybe it had been a spur of the moment thing, something to build the fire in the old man's eyes.
"Hey kid! You okay?" The honking made Hunter slightly jump, and he whirled around to face the cabbie, stiffly nodding at him before grabbing his bags and strolling down the concrete path that led to the dormitory. At least the place looked well taken care of. The military academy had been significantly larger, but smaller was bigger. Well, that is what he had been telling himself.
He swiftly removed the key from his back pocket and walked into the hallway. Being 3:45 in the morning, the halls were sleeping quietly. At least he would finally get full nights of sleep. At the academy, they had random alarms, usually around this time. Or if you went to the bathroom, you had to do 50 pushups before you went, and after. Talk about school from hell. He unlocked his single dorm-thank God-and started unpacking. Today was technically Saturday anyways, and he had already slept the 5 hour flight here. So, Hunter Clarington was not tired. He was pulled out of his thoughts by a yowl coming from his backpack. "Be quiet, !" Sure, it had cost another $100 to bring the cat, but it was worth it. That cat was the only good thing in this disgusting world. He unzipped the bag and allowed the cat to roam the room while he searched for the cage and litter box they had shipped earlier.
After setting both the cage and litter box in a corner of the dorm, along with the food and water dishes, Hunter stripped down and walked into the bathroom. He allowed the scorching water to slice down his back, washing away and dirt or sweat.
"Be prepared." He repeated to himself, hating how vile it tasted. He started think about how to whip the Warblers into amazing shape. He knew he would have to get back the legendary Blaine Anderson, who had left to be with his ladylike boyfriend. Now his boyfriend and the amazing Rachel Berry were in New York, both with a piece of the ex-Warblers heart. It should not be hard getting Blaine back, after all, once a Warbler, always a Warbler, right?