A/N: Well this is just a fun story to write while recovering from the two very angst filled stories I've written. If you've read my other stories, then you know that I love Glee and Friends and was dying to write a crossover. This one just... came to me. Probably in the shower.. Okay ignore my awkwardness.
I really hope you guys like this story!
-Morgy
Blaine POV
Life was good for me and Kurt out here in New York. He is working part time at Vogue and getting some supporting roles on Broadway. I'm trying to work full time on Broadway. Thankfully, I got my biggest role yet in How to Succeed in Business Without Really Trying.
Three weeks after the opening night, I fell while rehearsing the choreography and fractured my wrist. It wasn't the biggest deal, but I was upset because I couldn't perform again for another few months.
A week after the injury, I was talking to Kurt and he gave me an idea.
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"Kurt, I hate not doing anything," I groaned from my place on the couch. He had just come home from his job at Vogue and smiled down at me.
"Oh, I know, sweetie. We already talked and my job can support us for awhile, but we can probably find something little for you to do," he said as he took a seat beside me.
"Like what? Sell hotdogs on a street corner? Work in a coffee shop? I'll just be depressed."
"Well, try to do something that still has to do with acting. You could put out an ad to give private acting lessons to people who aspire to be big on Broadway."
I smiled, "That's perfect." Then, I leaned over and pecked his lips.
"Here, I'll get my laptop and we can put together your ad," he said with a giggle.
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Joey POV
I've recently been trying to get some roles on Broadway. It isn't working out well in my favor. So far, I haven't even gotten a callback. It was literally depressing and exhausting.
Walking into the Central Perk, I saw all of my friends sitting in our usual spots. I walked over and collapsed onto the couch beside Chandler.
"Something wrong, buddy?" he asked.
"I can't find any jobs. The competition for Broadway keeps getting harder and harder," I groaned.
"Hey, Joey, there's an ad in the paper for private acting lessons with a Broadway professional. That could help you," Monica spoke up from the other side of Chandler.
"Well, I would do that in a heartbeat if I had the money," I sighed.
"How about we all pitch in for the first lesson while you get a job here at the coffee shop," Ross suggested and everyone made sounds of agreement.
"You guys are the best," I said with a grin. "I'll pay all of you back as soon as possible."
"We know. Just call this man and arrange you first lesson," Chandler said while handing me a phone.
Ew this chapter is so short! I'm not used to it... Anyway, do you guys like this? Should I continue it?
As done before in my last story, random question of the day: What's your favorite crossovers to read with Glee?
