Dedicated to my amazing friend, Alice (Alicethegreatandawsome) I hope you enjoy it! ;) I don't own Glee, jsyk.

Moulin McKinley

Chapter I: In Which Lord Tubbington Is Pregnant

"I think you're pregnant. You've been throwing up all the time recently and you're not eating your food as much. And I saw a stork outside the window, and it's not me that's pregnant, even though I don't use condoms." Brittany looked down at Lord Tubbington, a frown on her face. "I bought you a pregnancy test, all you have to do is pee on the stick."

She brought the pregnancy test out of her pocket and carried Lord Tubbington over to some newspaper. She held the stick out, waiting patiently for him to pee on the stick. After a while, she glanced over to her clock and realised that she'd have to leave for school soon.

"Okay, I have to go now." she told him. "I'll leave the stick here and just take the test when you're ready. If it turns blue, you're pregnant, and I'm pretty sure you are."

Noticing the sad look in his eyes, she gathered Lord Tubbington in her arms.

"And don't start smoking again. It's bad for the baby."

"Okay, do not sing any emotional songs today, Blaine." Kurt said to the boy next to him, a stern look on his face. "I've had My Heart Will Go On on repeat all night and this morning and I am not in a good emotional state right now."

Blaine smiled, leaning against his locker. "You're adorable, Kurt."

"You're intolerable." Kurt teased, grabbing Blaine's arm and walking in the direction of the choir room.

"You love it." Blaine laughed.

"I do."

"At the wedding, I want swans." Rachel told her fiancé as they walked to Glee club. They'd been talking on the phone for hours and as soon as she'd met up with him she'd carried on the conversation. He was getting sick of it, and he hadn't slept much last night.

"Swans?" Finn replied, confused as to why she'd want them.

Rachel sighed. "The white birds?" she reminded him.

Finn glared at her. "I know what swans are! You don't have to make me look so stupid all the time."

"I wasn't, Finn." Rachel told him. "From the way you said it I thought you didn't know…"

"I know what swans are." he told her. "Do you even care how I want the wedding to be?"

He turned and walked off, and Rachel didn't have the time to tell him that he was walking in the wrong direction. She leant against the locker.

"Finn." she whispered.

She didn't notice Quinn across the hall, reaching for her locker, still sat in her wheelchair. Rachel turned on her heel and made her way to Glee practice, passing Tina and Mike kissing against a locker that she was sure belonged to Santana, but she made no comment.

Mr Schuester entered the room, wearing one of his usual vests and looking slightly more enthusiastic than he had in the previous weeks. Rachel sat up in her seat, putting a smile on her face to make herself seem prepared and ready for the week.

She watched as Mr Schue wrote two words on the board and then drew back so that the Glee Club could read them.

"Moulin Rouge!" he exclaimed, saying them out loud so the whole club could hear.

There was a screech of excitement from the girls of the Glee club, Kurt, Blaine and, surprisingly, Mike, although his screech was more of a excited exclamation of "YES!"

"I loved that Disney film!" Brittany exclaimed. "But wasn't it just called Mulan?"

There was a collective sigh around the Glee club as Santana leant close to Brittany to explain to her that they weren't the same film, and to promise that they'd watch it that night.

"Is there anyone else who hasn't seen Moulin Rouge?" Mr Schue asked the club.

All of the guys raised their hands except Mike and Puck.

"Puck?" Mr Schue asked, eyebrows raised.

"Chicks dig it." was Puck's only reply.

"I have an amazing idea, even if I do say so myself!" Rachel exclaimed. "We need to have a Gleepover!"

The idea was met from many eye rolls and a few whispers of 'What is a Gleepover?" Rachel sat up in her seat, annoyed at the lack of enthusiasm about the idea.

"It's a Glee sleepover." Kurt told the group, having been talked to about the possibility of a Gleepover before by Rachel. "And I was just about to suggest the same myself, albeit the… interesting name."

"You guys go for it!" Mr Schue exclaimed. "All of you need to have seen Moulin Rouge by tomorrow—no exceptions, Finn."

Finn sighed, knowing he'd have to make up with Rachel to even get to the sleepover. He loved Rachel, she was just a little high maintenance at times, and a little domineering. He didn't even want to watch Moulin Rouge. He was pretty sure there were prostitutes involved or something, and it would get really awkward with the whole of Glee club there.

The bell rang and there was a scramble to get out of the room from the guys who knew that once they'd received an invite to the 'Gleepover'they would not be allowed to decline.

"Seven o'clock, my place!" Rachel yelled. "Bring food! No alcohol, Puck."

Puck winked at her and headed out of the door, already planning to break into his parent's liquor cabinet.

Santana spun around as a voice called her from down the hallway. She was surprised to find Blaine standing there, in all his gay glory, his jeans bright red and his sunglasses bright pink.

"What do you want, Puppy eyes?" she asked. "I'm due at Britt's house in an hour and I have to grab some stuff."

"School doesn't end for another two hours." Blaine told her.

Santana rolled her eyes. "You think I don't know that?"

Blaine shrugged. "Anyway, I was wondering if you'd like to do a duet with me for Moulin Rouge week?"

Santana stared at him. "I'm doing a duet with Britt," she told him. "I thought you were gay, anyway?"

"I am gay," he told her. "I was just thinking of the way our voices would blend together and I really want to sing a song to Kurt, but I thought that maybe if our voices combined it could be for Kurt and Brittany?"

"Deal. Call me." Santana spun on her heel, walking towards her locker to grab some vital things for her trip to Brittany's house.

"Just pee on the stick, please?" Brittany pleaded with her cat. "It doesn't take long, just pee."

The doorbell rang, and she looked out of the window to see Santana waiting there for her, smiling, looking stunning in her Cheerios uniform.

"I'll be right back. Please, just pee on the stick?"

Brittany skipped down the stairs, opening the door and hugging Santana on the doorstep.

"Thanks for coming," Britt said, "I think Lord Tubbington is pregnant and I don't know what to do…"

Santana raised an eyebrow, but followed the blonde up the stairs into her room. She spied Lord Tubbington with something white and cylindrical in his mouth, and she fought back the urge to laugh as she realised Lord Tubbington was carrying the pregnancy test around in his mouth.

Brittany turned to Santana, tears filling her eyes.

"What do I do, Santana?" she asked. "I need to make sure that he's pregnant."

Santana sighed. She didn't want to hurt Brittany's feelings— but how was she supposed to tell Brittany that Lord Tubbington could never be pregnant? She threw herself back onto the bed.

"Listen, Britt…"

authors note: I had a load of fun writing that! There will be songs in upcoming chapters, this was just a chapter to introduce the fic and start a few plotlines up. This fic will be mainly Brittana & Klaine, but will have Tike involved, and a few hints of Faberry. Feel free to make suggestions, as although I have a basic plotline planned out, I don't know the whole story yet. I apologise for any oocness, I haven't written a Glee multi-chap before, and a lot of these characters I have never written before. Also, I know the Finchel fight seems a little rushed, but they were talking for a while before the argument comes into the fic, so. ;) I hope y'all enjoyed it. I do not own the concept of a Gleepover, I've seen it before in other Glee fics.

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