It's written in the stars
Note: Okay, so here's a very different story, Brittany is feeling the brunt of San's departure and has a struggling relationship with Sam. Also for Bram shippers this is a Brittana fanfic so don't be too thrilled about them being together just yet. Now just keep reading on to find out wether Lord Tub's prophecy comes true...or not. I'll try to update as soon as possible :)
"And the stars look very different today," - David Bowie
The timely shriek of the bell announces the end of yet another long and uneventful day at McKinley High. 's infamous Glee Club gathers in the choir room awaiting that week's lesson in anticipation. As the young glee clubbers take to chirping excitedly about their predictions, Brittany S. Pierce and Sam Evans choose to make a rather late entrance. They appear to be arguing over something, which is has become a frequent sight over the past few weeks.
With Santana New York bound, Britt had been inconsolable and was being unreasonably angry with her boyfriend Sam. Being ever so patient he argued," Babe, no asteroid is going to hit Lima anytime soon-" But Brittany refused to hear it.
"Sam, I love you but, we all know Lord Tubbington does not lie, like that last time when he knew I'd breakup with Santana, we all know how that ended…" Seemingly all conversation had ceased around the two and all their friends were now intently eavesdropping on their argument, in a mixture of confusion and curiosity.
"Care to tell me what this is all about Britt and what's with the cycle helmet?" urges Will attempting to get the lesson started once and for all.
"Sam does not believe in that we're all going to die when a giant space asteroid hits Lima. Seriously, it's not funny; I came home from Cheerios practice yesterday and found Lord Tubbington looking through Mayan mythology books and Tarot Cards. I'm just wearing my helmet in case the asteroid decides to fall on my head ahead of schedule."
"W-wow…" the Glee Club teacher stuttered trying to process the news. It wasn't the first time Britt came into Glee Club, assured that some prophecy her cat meowed was true. "Are, you sure they're not talking about Lima as in Peru instead of Ohio?" He laughed half heartedly, waiting for some help from his students. They seemed to have other plans and were still trying to figure out what triggered Brittany to lash out at Sam.
"Yeah, well, in the book, I found Lord Tubbington reading, it said that a giant asteroid was going to destroy a place called Lima. And… I'm sure they meant us." Britt was frustrated; it was evident in her ranting and it reflected in her ocean blue eyes.
"Well, if no one's going to believe me, then I can't really help you, I'm going to spend the last hours of my life trying to make ammends with the one person who trusts me-"
"- Santana?" Blaine interrupts, eyebrows raised in an alarming manner.
"No, Blaine Warbler, not Santana, although I should call her an tell her my last goodbyes, I was talking about my faithful sidekick, Lord Tubs. Listen, I really loved being with you guys in Glee Club, but seeing as I only had two lessons dedicated in the honour of me, Brittany Spierce, I find it kinda pointless hanging around. Maybe once the prophecy come true this week, you'll thank me for warning you. Also, I think at had a vision of the future at the dentists a year ago, it reminded me of the spaceship where I got probed."
Nervous laughter erupted in the room, half the kids unsure of how seriously they should take Brittany and the rest just thought they had found confirmation in the rumor that she was as mad as a hatter. Britt stood in the middle of the choir room completely unfazed by their reactions except for that unfortunate moment when Sam Evans her rebound boyfriend decided to let out a small laugh. She marched right over to Sam staring daggers at him then grabbed him by his ear and dragged him out the door hollering an innocent and sweet "Bye !" on the way as trouty mouth yelped in pain and turned as pink as the sweater he was wearing in the embarrasment.
"Britt c'mon it was funny!"
"Well it isn't to me Sam, don't you ever get tired of being called stupid? I mean, why can't anyone believe me even for a second, no one believed me when I told them that Lord Tubs smoked, had to stop to catch his breath after laughing when I said a duet was a blanket, they called me dumb when I evidently created the smartest invention in a century; the foon which is spoon and fork combined and I think Mike Chang choked on his drink when I said that a ballad was a male duck! Only San believed me, and I miss feeling smart. Look, Sam I love you but you need to hear me out sometimes..."
Britt's eyes were welling with tears, threatning to spill over, she missed having Santana around now that she was with Rachel and Kurt, they called every now and then but as "just best friends". Britt was missing her sweet lady kisses and she felt useless, sure Sam cared for her but despite her outlandishly low grades, it was obvious that he cared more about his reputation that about her...
"I'm really sorry Britt, I didn't know it meant that much to you..." Sam apologized, reaching for both her hands.
"It's fine," Britt complied hugging Sam regardless of her anger. "Come watch for the Meteor with me tonight?"
"Does seven work?"
"Seven's good," she agreed wiping away the tears.