Author's note: Thanks for reading this! I thought it would make an amazing fanfiction and I am honored to write it! Disclaimer: I do not own Glee, or the song Copacabana. I know that Copacabana was a nightclub in New York, but I decided to make it a high class beach bar on Copacabana.


-Prologue-

Blaine Anderson was just a man. A man that worked as a boss of a business and was constantly bombarded with questions from his workers and collegues. His life was pretty boring, and he wanted that to change, he needed a vacation.

He decided all this when the workers once again surrounded him by the office desk and yelled simultaneously about some new project that they wanted to work on. He had a hand to his head, willing his migraine to go away.

'Enough!' said was silence. 'I've had enough of this. I am going on vacation.'

The workers started laughing, but it died when they saw the serious look on their boss' face. Their smiles fell.

'You're not serious, are you? You can't leave! We're working-'

'Well when my brain is too busy exploding, I am not going to be able to do anything. I am serious that this is a good idea.' Blaine said.

He grabbed his coat but a worker snatched it out of his hands. More specifically, his personal assistant.

'No! You are not leaving! You have to get back to work! Our business is still running and if you leave now, it'll crash and the other companies will crush us. All, of us' yelled Rachael.

She pulled the coat out of Blaine's reach. Blaine looked at her. 'You can't force me to stay here. I am the boss. You can take over the company when I am gone.' Blaine said.

'Wait! Where are you going?' Rachael asked.

'Rio de Janeiro.' said Blaine, putting on his coat.

'The day our boss goes insane' said Artie.

'On the contrary, I am trying to prevent myself from going crazy. That proves impossible here, so I am going to Brazil' said Blaine.

Blaine entered the elevator of his building, and the workers followed, Blaine didn't even try to stop them. He pressed first floor and tried his best to ignore the others. Fourth floor...

'Boss! How are we suppose to take care of the company? Who'll make the decisions? You can't possibly leave this to Rachael!' said Trent.

'What? Am I not trustworthy?' asked Rachael, deeply offended.

'Maybe it is good that Blaine takes a breather. I can see him more and more stressed. ' said Mercedes.

Blaine jerked his head towards her. 'Mercedes is right, I am very stressed. '

'There's no stopping you, is there?' asked Tina.

Her response was answered when the elevator opened and Blaine walked straight towards the doors.

The workers didn't follow him this time, but rather they all looked at Rachael. She was flustered and clapped her hands.

'Well, get back to work!' she said. There are a lot of calls to be made.


Blaine found his Honda and hopped in, backing out of the area and driving back to his house. He was tired of Ohio, he didn't even bother to look behind him because the scene was exactly the same. As his house came nearer, he began to bubble with excitement and nerves. He was excited that he was going away. But he was terrified, the thing is, he's not very social. Being a boss and stuck in a office all day did something to you, locks you up from the real world.

Blaine quickly shut his door and opened his mail box by habit. He knew there was never anything there, because all the work mail gets sent to his office. He let it fall close before opening his house door with his keys. Quickly, he took off his shoes and entered his lonely house, closing the door behind him. He couldn't wait to get out of this dark place.

He opened his computer and booked the first flight for the day without hesitation, he's never improvised a trip. He usually plan a month before, if he ever went on vacations. Though those were rare. Blaine smiled a little at the risk he was taking.

He ran upstairs and grabbed a suitcase, pulling clothes and other things into his suitcase before locking it up and throwing it in his trunk and shutting it close. He jumped in to his car and drove to the airport without a thought.


'Welcome to Copacabana!' said Kurt.

The bar cheered and everyone went to get their drinks. Everyone was in formal clothing, since they were all high classed people. Kurt himself didn't need to dress like that, he looked good enough with his simple jeans and and T shirts, but sometimes he would surprise the people by turning up in a tux.

His boyfriend often told Kurt how amazing he looked and Kurt would just smile at him with his dazzling smile before returning that compliment. He was surprisingly dapper. Most people already turn out to love Kurt, and even if they didn't they would after Kurt started singing.


Blaine entered the airport awkwardly. The place was nearly foreign to him, it's not odd, since he never leaves the office. He dragged his suitcase into the airport before the suitcase tripped a little and he stumbled. He stood back up, a little humiliated, but reminded himself that he wouldn't let it affect him, he was going to have fun. His eyes lit up a little when he saw the gates.

Making his way across, he bumped into a couple of people.

'I'm sorry, ' he began before walking a little backwards and bumping into a couple. ' Sorry! Um excuse me.'

He got the the gates and flashed his printed off plane ticket to the flight attendant. She looked at him oddly and Blaine stood a bit straighter, a little self conscious. Luckily, he got past and put his suitcase for the security check, along with his shoes, phone, laptop, and belt. He smiled sheepishly at the person behind him, who was a little impatient. He quickly pulled off his coat in a rush and placed them in a bin, pushing them forwards and shutting his eyes in embarrassment.

When he got out of the security, he sighed in relief before putting everything back on quickly and taking his suitcase off the table. The security guard looked at him, amused. Why was everyone looking at him like that?

'All passengers on flight 27, last announcement to board.' voiced the announcement.

'Oh shoot.' said Blaine, quickly grabbing his suitcase, passport and ticket and running for the flight.


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