A/N: So... I sort of got inspired to write this after watching Comeback - what might happen when the Warblers find out about Aural Intensity's new director? Probably not BiotA compliant (I'm kind of dreading that episode, actually. Can't Kurt (or, as Sue puts it, 'sweet Porcelain' (which I think was hilariously adorable, but maybe that's just me...)) ever catch a break? Oh well...). Anyway, hopefully you'll enjoy the story :) Please leave a review when you're done? :)
Disclaimer: No, I do not own Glee, sadly...
Barely a week after the news about their competition for Regionals had arrived, the council had something else to tell the Warblers. They even called an emergency meeting during lunch for it, which meant that a lot of the Warblers were currently grumbling about being hungry.
The only one who didn't seem to have this problem was Kurt, as he brought his lunch from home every day. Blaine contemplated asking for a bite, but a bite would never be enough. So he'd just suffer for now.
After the meeting was called to order, Wes announced that there was news from the competition. Everyone seemed curious, and Blaine wondered what it could be as well. He chanced another glance in Kurt's direction – if something big was going on at McKinley, he'd know, right? But Kurt looked just as confused as everyone else.
"Aural Intensity has a new director," David informed them. That was all? That wasn't such groundbreaking news, right?
"Who is it?" Nick asked from somewhere behind Blaine. "Do we know them?"
"As a matter of fact, you might know her," Wes replied with a slight frown. "She is quite famous, after all."
"Oh no," Kurt breathed, and everyone turned to look at him. "I have a bad feeling about this."
"Who is it?" Nick repeated, looking from Kurt to the council.
"Sue Sylvester," Wes responded, glancing at Kurt, who started rapidly muttering to himself.
"The one from tv?" Jeff asked. "Man, she seems tough. I almost feel bad for Aural Intensity."
"She won six consecutive national cheerleading titles," Kurt said, sounding irritated. "I feel bad for us."
"Oh, right, that's true," Thad mused. "She got the loser of the year award for failing to place for Nationals this year, didn't she?"
"So she's losing her touch?" David asked, but Kurt shook his head resolutely, and Blaine could see that the other boy was growing more and more frustrated with… whatever it was.
"So she's more driven than ever to win this," Kurt almost cried out. "She'll do anything to prove that she's not a loser, so she'll definitely want to win. Plus, she's always hated New Directions, and she probably sees this as another opportunity to try to tear the group apart. Especially since her three top cheerleaders left the Cheerios right before their Regionals competition, choosing Glee over cheerleading, and most of her budget was given to New Directions after she lost. She wants revenge. No matter that we're still there as well, she's out for blood."
"I don't really see the connection between Sue Sylvester and New Directions," some freshman piped up. "How do they even know each other?"
"What part of 'her three top Cheerios quit the cheerleading squad to be in New Directions' didn't you understand?" Kurt asked icily, glaring at the poor kid with all his might.
Wes apparently saw this as a good moment to call for order again. "So you're saying that Sue Sylvester is the cheerleading coach at McKinley?" he asked Kurt when everyone was settled down. The other boy just nodded. "Is she even allowed to work as the director of a choir from another school – from another state, even?"
"Everything's possible when you're Sue Sylvester," Kurt told him gravely. "Wait – how do you even know this? Why didn't anyone tell me?"
At that moment, his phone started ringing. The council looked disturbed by the sudden interruption, and Blaine spoke up for the first time since the meeting started. "That'll be them." Kurt just shook his head, staring at the screen in wonder. It was clearly a number he didn't know.
"Well, pick it up," Jeff told him, and Wes looked incredibly shocked by that outburst. Still, he didn't say anything to stop Kurt from answering. He was probably curious himself.
"Hello?" A silence followed, during which Kurt's eyes became wide as saucers and he started to look panicked. "Coach – yeah, we just heard." Another silence. "Of course, congratulations, I guess." Blaine couldn't hear what the person at the other end of the line was saying, but it seemed like quite a speech, if they were able to keep Kurt from talking for such a long time. "You want me to what?" Kurt sounded positively scandalised by whatever the proposition was. "I can't just – it's in another state! No, no, that's impossible." He sighed. "Of course I'm honoured that you want me there, coach, but – " And he was cut short again. "Yes, I know what the girls – " All the Warblers were looking either confused, interested, concerned, or a mix of those emotions. "But I didn't transfer schools because I just felt like it – no, I'm not going to – " Another silence. "I'm sorry, coach, but I really can't do that. I'm not – no, I'm not Jesse St James." Now the Warblers were left to guess whatever the previous lead singer of Vocal Adrenaline had to do with Kurt's current situation. Which led them to once again silently celebrate the fact that they weren't up against that team for Regionals – it was kind of strange, but they weren't going to question it.
Soon after, the call ended. Without, however, explaining what it had been all about, Kurt almost furiously dialled another number. "Finn Hudson," he all but shouted into his phone, and Blaine almost felt bad for Kurt's stepbrother – until he remembered that the guy was twice Kurt's size. "No, I don't care that you have football practice or whatever – why didn't you tell me about coach Sylvester's new job as the director of Aural Intensity, that ridiculous group of cheaters who somehow managed to beat us last year at Regionals?"
"Who's he talking to?" Jeff wondered aloud, and it was then that Blaine remembered that not everyone here constantly heard Kurt talking about his friends at his old school, or had visited said old school to watch a game of football.
"Stepbrother," he therefore replied shortly. "He's in New Directions too."
"What do you mean, you didn't know?" Kurt asked, his anger long gone now. "But – " He glanced at the council. "Hold on for a minute, Finn. Don't hang up." Then, he asked Wes, David and Thad, or whoever had found out about this. "Where did you hear this news?"
"It was on her personal website," Thad responded, and Blaine was sure everyone did a double take there.
"What were you doing at Sue Sylvester's personal website?" Kurt asked, eyeing him oddly.
"I don't know," Thad muttered, obviously slightly embarrassed. "It just came up when I was looking for… healthy food, I think."
An eye-roll later, Kurt was back on the phone. "Yes, well, she is their new director," he told Finn. "I don't know, today? I bet Rachel will have a field day when she finds out." The last part was muttered more to himself than to Finn, or any of the Warblers, for that matter. "I know that, Finn, but I wanted to know right now, and not tonight. She even – she just called me – where'd she get my number anyway? – she wants me on her team. She wants me to move to Indiana and join Aural Intensity." Finn seemed to be dumbstruck by that revelation, as were most of the Warblers.
"You're kidding," Blaine said flatly, and from what he could hear, Finn had just made a similar comment.
"Sadly, no," Kurt replied to the both of them. "Of course I'm not transferring, Finn. Dad would kill me." After a while, he said, "Oh, that's – she really said that?" Shortly after that, Finn must've started rambling, if the look on Kurt's face was anything to go by. "Yeah, you do that. I'll see you tonight. Bye, Finn."
"He's in the panic mode already?" Blaine asked concernedly, and Kurt nodded.
"I'm afraid so. And in less than an hour, the entire team will be. Anyway, where were we?"
A/N: So... yeah. What do you think? Was it good, or bad... anything else? Let me know what you think, please review!