So here is the second story in the Prom take-down series! If you haven't read that story yet.. you should because this probably won't make any sense to you!..

here we go!

Santana and Rachel sat beside each other in the hospital lounge looking around as the glee club came in.

"Hi girls.." Mr Shue began as he plugged in the Ipod dock and flicked through the playlist on his Ipod Touch.

"Hi." Santana said bluntly looking around. "Look if this is some smart ass idea to cheer us up then you can just forget it, I'm not in the fucking mood!" Santana voice became raised and Brittany looked at her. "Santana stop! We worked really hard on this! So sit there and let us cheer you up!" Santana sat back and rolled here eyes muttering some cusses under her breath as Sam and Artie go forward and sing in a beautiful harmony.

Sam and Artie

All

I am just a poor boy Though my story's seldom told I have squandered my resistance For a pocket full of mumbles such are promises All lies and jests Still a man hears what he wants to hear And disregards the rest

mmmmhmmm

When I left my home and my family I was no more than a boy In the company of strangers In the quiet of the railway station running scared Laying low, seeking out the poorer quarters Where the ragged people go Looking for the places only they would know

Lie la lie ...

Asking only workman's wages I come looking for a job But I get no offers, Just a come-on from the whores on Seventh Avenue I do declare, there were times when I was so lonesome I took some comfort there

Lie la lie ...

Then I'm laying out my winter clothes And wishing I was gone Going home Where the New York City winters aren't bleeding me Bleeding me, going home

In the clearing stands a boxer And a fighter by his trade And he carries the reminders Of ev'ry glove that layed him down Or cut him till he cried out In his anger and his shame "I am leaving, I am leaving" But the fighter still remains

Lie la lie ...

Brittany and Mercedes step forward and stand with the boys.

All

Brittany

Mercedes

Sam

Artie

Aah, aah

You better beware, you better take care You better watch out if you've got long black hair He'll come from behind, you go out of your mind You'd better not go, you'd never know what you'll find

Aah, aah

You look in his eyes, don't be surprised If you don't know what's going on behind his disguise Nobody knows where Buster goes He'll steal your woman out from under your nose

Does anyone know the way, did we hear someone say We just haven't got a clue what to do Does anyone know the way, there's got to be a way To Block Buster!

The cops are out, they're running about Don't know if they'll ever be able to Block Buster out He's gotta be caught, he's gotta be taught 'Cos he's more evil than anyone here ever thought

Does anyone know the way did we hear someone say We just haven't got a clue - ow! Does anyone know the way, there's got to be a way To Block Buster!

Does anyone know the way did we hear someone say We just haven't got a clue what to do Does anyone know the way, there's got to be a way To Block Buster!

Aah, aah, aah, aah Buster, Buster, to Block Buster! Buster, Buster, to Block Buster! Buster, Buster, to Block Buster!...

Mr Shue walked up beside them as they sang there last number together.

Poor old Jonny Ray Sounded sad upon the radio He moved a million hearts in mono Out mothers moved sing along, who would blame them Now you're grown (so grown up) So grown (so grown up) now I must say more than ever Toora loora torra loo rye aye And we can sing just like our fathers

Come on Eileen, Oh I swear (what he means)
At this moment, you mean everything With you in that dress, oh my thoughts I confess Verge on dirty Ah come on Eileen

These people 'round here With their beat down eyes sunk in smoke dried faces They're resigned to what their fate is But not us, (no never) no not us (no never)
We are far to young and clever Come on Eileen Toora loora toora loo rye aye I've been on this toon forever

Come on Eileen well I swear (what he means)
Ah come on lets take off everything That pretty red dress, oh Eileen (tell him yes)
Ah come on lets, ah come on Eileen

Come on Eileen toora ta loo rye aye Come on Eleen toora ta loo rye aye Torra torra ta loo rye Oh Eileen I said come on Eileen Oh come on Eileen We are far to young and clever, and things wont ever change I said Toora loora toora loo rye aye

(Come on Eileen toora ta loo rye aye Come on Eleen toora ta loo rye aye Torra torra ta loo rye)

Come on Eileen oh I swear (what he means)
At this moment you mean everything to me Oh to me, Oh Eileen You mean everything

Santana stands up and shakes her head smiling widely as she envolpes everyone in a hug. "God I love you guys!" She laughs.

A few months had past and everything seemed to be back to normal. Puck and Santana had started dating again even though Santana just wanted to be with Brittany.

Finn and Rachel had started dating again but Rachel was finding it tough to open up about her feelings.

Sam and Mercedes had started getting cosy.

Artie and Brittany where friends with benefits.

everything was quite confusing.

The bell rang and the glee club all piled in.

"Right guys!" Mr Shue and Emma walked in with boxes of props and other things. "I have what I think will be our greatest challenge yet!" He said as Emma smiled widely and nodded. "We have decided to go back in time!" Everyone looked at them confused.

"In these boxes we have books and cds of songs. In the next month every week will be a different decade, Starting from today we will be in the 50s Next Monday the 60s the Monday after that the 70s and then we will end at the 80s. We must dress and talk like we live in such decade. So Starting right now we are going to start! Boys come with me girls go with Emma and while we are gone the drama club will transform the choir room!" He grinned and looked at Brad and the band. "This applies for you boys too! We will be going to the charity shops every monday to get clothing and hair ect! So Lets go!"

Next Chapter!

They get there fifties makeover.

They sing some 50's songs

and they have a school 50's Dance!

and..

oh yeah!

Quinn's back.

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-Emma x