Hey this is my very first story, and I bet it's not very good, but hey it's my first story. :] So here is Finn's Island.
Disclaimer: I DO NOT own Glee or Gilligan's Island. Just the idea. :]
Finn Hudson was just the kind of guy every boy wanted to be. Quarterback…of the worst football team ever, had a hot girlfriend…who was pregnant..Rachel Berry…wow. Yeah perfect. His life was a total mess right now. He couldn't sleep at night..he died on Level 2 in Halo..that is like amateur. But he didn't care. He was way too tired to care.
Stupid game…I bet a second grader could get past Level 2...gah! Whatever…I wonder what Skinemax is playing..hey Gilligan's Island..memories. I always like Gilligan. He was…well…just like me. Clumsy, funny, stupid…yeah.
After watching Gilligan for three hours straight, whenever Skinemax started playing regular things again, Finn fell asleep.
*GLEEGLEEGLEEGLEEGLEEGLEEGLEEGLEEGLEE*
Finn woke up..things were different. He was laying sand. He sat up quickly looking around. He saw Mr. Shue running around looking for everyone. It kinda reminded him of Lost. And he was Matthew Fox.
"Finn!" Mr. Shue yelled.
"Mr. Shue! What happened?!"
"You don't remember? We shipwrecked our boat. We're on an island."
So ahh! They're shipwrecked! Sound familiar?? :P Please review...even though you don't have too. Constructive criticism is nice. :]