Part 2
It wasn't until they got to Rachel's place that Kurt found out how right he was. He was going to miss her and her stupid pink and yellow walls that were in her apartment.
"I'm sorry, Rachel," Kurt said, "but I am taking this job. I have to grab my things."
"You are just doing it," Rachel said, staring at him like as if he is crazy, "they just gave you the job and not thinking this over."
"You wear knee high socks," Elaine said, staring at Rachel's legs, "You can't judge."
"Also woman you should feed that fucking yapper of yers," Azimio added, "it sounds like it's dying."
"Honey that's just Cats the Musical. It's pure and utter crap but popular for reasons unknown," Elaine told him, rubbing his arm.
"Cats is not crap," Rachel snapped and glared at Elaine. Elaine just shrugged her shoulders.
"It's a beautiful and widely acclaimed play," Kurt added, "It is a masterpiece."
"Uh-huh, sure it is," she muttered before turning to Rachel, "But dear, you are a crime to fashion. You are lucky there is no such thing as a fashion police because you would be getting fifteen to life for what your wearing."
"I have a great sense of fashion."
Kurt snorted, "She has a point there. The only people who wear knee high socks now are elementary school girls forced to wear them and such."
"Or porn stars," Elaine said before turning to her husband, "I think I saw those exact in that school girl porno we bought to watch last year, Honey."
"I don't recall it," Azimio said, ogling Rachel's legs, "But I am sure you are right."
"Oh, I am right. You know I can always remember the clothing of porn stars in crappy porn. They were moaning too much in it," Elaine stated, "we going anytime soon."
"Kurt, you can not be serious in going with these two," Rachel yelped, "They just said I dress like a prostitute and insulted Cats. Cats is a masterpiece."
"Sorry dear," Elaine told her, "but you have no say in this and F.Y.I. Cats sucks as a musical."
Kurt stared at the two. "Can you two please wait in the hall?"
"Yeah sure thing, princess," Azimio said, "come on Beautiful we need to go. Fancy pants need time to say good bye to his friend."
"I heard I heard," Elaine grumbled as they walked out of the apartment. Azimio smacking her ass when she walked by him. Elaine whipped around and pointed her middle finger at him before laughing and grabbing his as they walked out of the apartment shutting the door behind them.
"Kurt," Rachel said, grabbing a hold of his hand.
"I am afraid so," Kurt said before picking up his things beside her couch, "I'll see you in two years, I guess."
"These people are crazy," Rachel insisted, "if I knew what kind of people they are I wouldn't have asked you to go in for the job in the first place."
Kurt sighed, "I believe this is something I need to do."
"I'm going to miss you," Rachel said, "I don't know what I would do with out you."
"I'm going to miss you too Rachel," Kurt said, dropping his suitcases on the floor to hug her good bye before stepping out of Rachel's apartment.
"You ready there, Blue Eyes," Elaine asked, grabbing one of his suitcases from him.
"As I'll ever be." Kurt smiled at her.
"Good, the cabs waiting," murmured Elaine, "lets go home." Kurt scoffed. He wished he could agree with these two about where they are going is going to be his home.
It took them almost a half hour to get back to headquarters.
"So I will be staying here," Kurt asked as they stepped out of the cab.
"Nope," Elaine informed him, as her partner paid the cab driver as she and Kurt pulled out his bags. "We get to F.W. through the real transport in the back of the build. The first time people are always scared because of the shock factor but it's a pretty cool ride."
Kurt paused for a second, "What?"
"You'll see, Princess Peach," Azimio said grabbing Kurt's biggest bag of four.
Kurt followed them into the building once again.
"Hey, Will," Elaine said, as her and Azimio grabbed their bags that they left in the entryway to go grab his things, "we need to get a moving out."
"Fine," Will said, "the machine is ready."
"Sorry, Will for calling you a pedophile," shrugged Elaine, not looking at all sorry, "I am sure that you are one of the most chivalrous knights in the kingdom that goes out of his way to sweep up little OCD milk maidens off their feet."
"That would be such a nice thing to say if it didn't come from you," Will told her back, "weren't you the one a week ago telling me that knights in shining armor stereotype never existed and that they all were a bunch of murderers and rapists?"
Elaine gasped, feigning innocence, "Did I now? Husband does that sound-"
"Wifey, I ain't touching that subject with a 10 foot pole," Azimio told her as they walked into the back, "but Hun, your hatred for Schue is well noted but maybe you could lighten up on the guy. So, cool it on the hate."
Kurt was sure that Elaine was pouting as they walked back into the back of the building to find a wall of machinery to fit the back wall. In the middle of this wall was a round clock face that had 25 different hands that all seemed to be moving at different paces and some didn't look like they were moving at all. Its clock insides were all on out in the opening for people to see. Kurt saw that it was hooked up to a glass orb that was filled with boiling water that was pushing the steam into the machine.
"You going to turn it on Schue," Elaine asked.
"I do not like your tone, Elaine," said Will, gritting his teeth before walking up to the right corner and pressing three buttons and pulled a leaver. The machine started to move and Kurt watched as the clock arms started moving faster and faster, until it disappeared where in its place was this glowing gold orb or light.
"Well you don't have, too."
"So how does this thing work exactly," Kurt asked. It looked complicated. He turned around to find the group staring at him.
"Magic," Azimio told him proudly.
Kurt stared, "what?"
"Yeah, that sounds right," Elaine shrugged, "look dude I didn't listen in science class and never graduated and Azimio just has his high school. Schue was a Spanish teacher; none of us would understand this machine. Besides magic is just science that is not yet explained so yeah we don't we just use it. If it breaks down we're fucked."
"That works," said Kurt, "How do we use this as transportation?"
"We walk into that globe," Will said.
"Is this safe," Kurt asked.
"It only feels like your insides are being ripped apart for a second," Azimio said shrugging.
"What?"
Elaine punched Kurt's shoulder before adding, "Oh don't worry and in the last nine years I have never seen one person actually get ripped apart from use of it."
"What," Kurt squeaked.
Will rolled his eyes, "Don't worry, they are over-exaggerating a lot. It's painless."
"Of course they are," Kurt said. He was getting used to these two.
The two laughed as they just walked into the circle and disappeared with bags in hand. Kurt gulped as he followed after. He didn't know what his life was getting into. As he walked into the globe and found himself walking out of it into a room of brown metal looking walls with a man leaning against the wall across the room.
The man had short curly hair and wore a pair of round safety goggle that he had a top of his head. He had a nice masculine face that looked like it hadn't been shaved in a while. The lab coat he wore looked like it had better days and had a few holes in it and one of the pockets he had his hand in had a blue pen stain on it. Underneath it looked like he had a green shirt underneath and a pair of black slacks. His shoes were a pair of rubber boots. He was not the best-dressed man but there was something about him that gave him the desire to rip all of his clothes off and fuck him. It's been a long time since he felt a need for sex. It had been a longer time that he found body of a larger man appealing.
"It took you guy's long enough," the man said, before pausing to stare at Kurt.
"D, we brought home a newbie and had to pick up his crap," Azimio whined, "It took us longer because of that."
"But look isn't he the cutest," Elaine said, dropping the luggage and pulling Kurt forward to introduce them, "Kurt, this is Dave. He's gay like you. Dave, this is Kurt. He will be our replacement for Sebastian since he ran off with that Blaine guy."
Dave rolled his eyes, "It's nice to meet you, Kurt," Dave said, shaking his hand.
"Ditto," Kurt said, holding Dave's hand, "wait did you just say a Sebastian used to work here, who is now dating a Blaine?"
"Yeah, she did?"
"My ex-boyfriend's name was Blaine. He broke up with me at work to go marry Sebastian," Kurt told them. He couldn't believe that the world was so small that he now the job that the guy Blaine cheated on him with.
"Wow, small world," Dave said. Kurt becoming very aware of the fact they were still holding hands.
"Dave, I hate this ogling fest you have with Princess but he need to be shown his new room and the common rooms. We need to show Princess his new room," Az said, "we have a lot to do before me and the misses have time to get reacquainted with are bed if you know what I mean? So maybe you should let his hand go."
"Yeah," Dave said, dropping Kurt's hand. Kurt was shocked at how empty his hand felt. It has been a while since he held anyone's hand. Blaine never was one for touching in public.
Dave licked his lips before saying to Kurt, "You know I can show you to your new place if you want?"
Kurt smiled at David, "that would be nice."
"Great," Dave said, grinning.
Both Elaine and Azimio handed Dave Kurt's baggage. Before they left Elaine tugged on Dave's lab coat sleeve. David rolled his eyes before leaning forward so she could whisper into his ear. Dave laughed before whispering something back. She grinned at him and kissed his cheek. "Be safe." She said before taking her husband's hand and the two walked off with their stuff.
"We'll be fine," Dave said, "so I will show you Sebastian's old place. I guess it's now yours."
"It's probably going to smell like crabs," Kurt said, "What with the STDs and all."
"Sebastian didn't have an STD," Dave said, defending his former co-worker, "He was a bit of an ass."
"A crab who doesn't have crabs interesting," Kurt said, feigning boredom.
Dave smirked to himself, "look Sebastian had his bad part. In fact most of the time he was a complete asshole but he had his good moments."
"He also was the guy my now ex-boyfriend cheated on me with," Kurt stated.
"Yeah and knowing Sebastian, He knew about you too," Dave told him, "But your ex is a bigger douche for cheating on you. It just shows that he didn't respect you."
Kurt nodded his head. Blaine did a lot of things that made him a douche that he just learned of. He still loved the man but he also needed to love himself. Blaine was his teenage dream. The thing about dreams though is that you always have to wake up from them at some point or another. He just had been pushing the snooze button for along time.
"So this is your apartment," Dave said before Dave opened the door.
"No locks," Kurt asked.
"Not much of a need for locks around here," Dave said, "You want something you usually end up finding it somewhere in your apartment anyway so you don't have to steal someone else stuff."
"How?"
"No one really questions that," Dave told him, "I learned of some of the ways things work around here and it just leads to a lot of brain hurt. That is a lot of white."
As they walked into the room, Kurt couldn't help but thank whatever deity didn't really exist the other tenant before him had good taste in furniture. Sebastian and him might have the same bad taste in men but at least they shared similar taste. It was exactly how he would have made the apartment. The floor was a pure white carpet rug. In the living room area was a white leather couch and a coffee table with a glass table that rounded on the ends. On the table was a glass vase with purple lilacs in it. The walls were white. A black and white portrait hanged on the wall behind the couch. In front of it was and beside the door was a 40-inch television that sat on a white table.
On the wall to the right was a balcony that leads out to mist. He could only see mist out it. It had pure black curtain up of a satiny material.
On the other side of the room is a round white table with a glass surface with four white chairs that had black cushions.
Dave visibly winced as he took off his shoes, "That is a lot of white."
"Sebastian had good taste in décor," Kurt said, "well so far at least."
"This wasn't Sebastian's style. The rooms change all by themselves for their new tenants. No one knows how they do that but what I have found out it is better not to question it."
"You don't question it. Why does no one question things around here," Kurt demanded.
"We get electricity from generators run on the legs of zombie ferrets that lives off cotton candy in stead of brains," Dave said, "Santana, one of the people who work here, deals with that. It's pretty fucked up."
Kurt stared at him. He didn't believe him.
"It's true."
Kurt rolled his eyes before looking at the rest of his apartment. His kitchen had white walls but a black marble floor. The cupboards were white with a black marble surface and silver Kitchen appliances. The sink was just a bland silver one with two sides. Behind it was a small door that leads to a washing machine and dryer.
The bedroom he found had a the same black and white he noticed that in each room their was just a sliver of purple in it. In the kitchen the back splash had random little purple colored tiles in it. In the bedroom, on the bed were two purple pillows.
The bathroom had the same black tile in the kitchen and similar cupboard's. The bathtub and toilet were white like the walls.
"Everything to your liking, Fancy," Dave asked from the living room.
"It's actually is," Kurt said frowning at the nickname.
When he came out he found Dave standing around looking awkward, "So want to see where we normally eat."
"You don't eat in your apartments," Kurt asked.
Dave shook his head before saying, "Nope. C'mon I'll show you the dining room. We use it mostly as a community hall."
"That sounds cool," Kurt said.
"That's great," Dave smiled at him, "Come on. I'll show you the way."
As they walked down the hallway Kurt found himself wanting to learn more about Dave, "So how long have you been part of fairy world."
"A while," Dave answered, "I have been here about seven years."
"That's a long time," Kurt said as they walked down the halls again.
"Yeah it is," Dave agreed before pointing out a room, "and this is the dining hall."
The dining room had four smaller rectangle tables pushed together to make a larger one. On the opposite side of the room was a large kitchen. The Kitchen was full of browns and ivories. The fridge had a clock built into the door of it and the way it looked like a grandfather clock but when you look inside you could see all of the food that was in it.
The stove had several dials and nobs underneath the stovetop. There were so many designs to every piece of furniture that he didn't think he could get bored looking at it. At the stove was a blond man cooking a large pot of food. At the table sat three women of different origins.
"Wow, a twink," a Latino woman said snarkingly, "Maybe the big bad bear would finally lose his virginity."
Dave smirked before saying, "Hey Santana, can your boobs get any faker?"
Santana was about to say something before the man at the stove spoke. "Guy's be nice to each other."
"What ever Trouty Mouth," Santana said, pouting.
The blond man said before turning around to talk to Kurt, "Hi I'm Sam and I am not to fond of fruit loops."
"I'm Kurt."
"Since Dave is too rude to introduce the rest of us I might as well, I'm Quinn" said the blonde female introducing herself, "and this is Tina and you already know who Santana is."
"It's very nice to meet you, Kurt," Tina said, greeting him.
Kurt smiled at them, "It's nice to meet all of you too." The two went and sat down at the table when in came Elaine and Azimio.
"Hey guy's," Elaine said, smiling at them, "So I see you met the new guy."
"Hey pretty boy," Azimio said as he sat down. He lean over and punched Kurt in the shoulder, "So pretty boy how do you like the crib so far?"
Kurt winced as he rubbed his shoulder, "I haven't decided if the move was a good idea or not."
"The place is pretty good," Sam said, "if you don't like it here in the end you can just leave at the end of your contract. No harm, no foul. Others have done so."
"So how did each of you decide to be here or find this place any way," Kurt asked, hesitating.
Everyone stared at him unsure. Most had stories that they weren't comfortable telling.
"I came here because of love issues," Quinn said, starting before going on, "in high school I was the head cheerleader. I was dating the most popular guy in school my life was perfect. I was dating the first string quarterback and I liked him. Everything was how I wanted it. Then I met my boyfriend's best friend. We started fooling around because he did something to me that made me feel like goop when he looked at him. My boyfriend found out that I was pregnant with Puck's kid and he beat the shit out of me," Quinn hesitated before going on, "I didn't expect Matthew to do that. When I came to he told my parents and my parents paid my bills. They were ashamed that I was a slut and cheated on such an 'amazing' guy. That night I was kicked out. I made it through high school by sleeping on other people's couches. When I saw the ad I jumped for it and I don't regret it."
Tina hugged her before going on to tell her story, "I married my high school sweetheart. Mike was a dancer and he had this smile that could light up a room. He could make anyone smile. One night he went out to get milk for breakfast for the next morning. A drunk driver hit him. The apartment felt so empty with out him. When I saw the add for this job I took it."
Sam went next, "My family was homeless, and so, I took this job. I got my money at the beginning gave it to my family and I started working here. It wasn't until a week later that Mercedes showed up and I met the love of my life."
"I was in need of a change in jobs," Mercedes laughed back tears, "everyone else has these gloomy sad stories and with me it was all I needed was a change. I came because as much as I loved being a lounge singer and singing with the choir at church I wanted to make people's dreams come true. I wanted to make people happy. This job is a blessing from God."
"I was arrested for stealing my own property," Azimio said, "I was lucky and ended with only six months in jail but because of that I was unbondable or some shit like that so the only jobs I could get were in construction and doing siding. I lost a few other privileges as well such as the ability to vote. I went to high school with Dave. I saw him and we got talking. We got into a bit of a fight and we made up from stupid shit I did in the past. I ended up following him here. If you had told me in high school I would be making monsters for a living I would have laughed at your crazy ass."
Elaine went next, "That's America for you. It's the land of the supposed free. I was going to marry this guy. I couldn't do it so I ran. I got a job here. Best decision ever!"
"Her name was Brittany," Santana said, "She was this beautiful person. We would fool around and shit. I always pretended I wasn't being serious. We went to high school together and went to the same college. She met this guy. He was some stupid cripple with glasses and through out their relationship we fucked behind his back. Somehow she got it in her head that once she was married that it would be considered cheating because in marriage you can only fuck one person said a priest. After the marriage I left. If I couldn't have her then she couldn't have me. Simple. I found this job and took it. Dave you going to add your story?"
"Nope, not in a sharing mood." Dave said before changing the subject, "So Sam what you cooking?"
"Just a beef stew," Sam said, "and it's done."
"Come on, Kurt, we serve our selves here," Tina told him. He followed the group unsure of what he was doing. Only Quinn didn't get up. He also watched Tina pick up a second bowl and put food in it before handing it taking that one over to Quinn and ordering her to eat.
The rest of the meal everyone laughed and chittered. Kurt felt that he was pulled in the group pretty fast.
"So tomorrow, I am doing a fairy tale," Tina said smirking.
The moment Tina said this Elaine perked up in her chair before quickly pulling her feet up and shifting cross-legged. "Ooooh, what is it about?"
"Rumpelstilskin." Tina looked proud of her story, "I gender bent it."
"No," Azimio whined as his wife let out a shriek of joy. Sam laughed and Quinn rolled her eyes. Quinn had a small quirk of a smile.
"So how do you make these fairy tales any way, " Kurt asked.
Tina smiled at him awkwardly, "It's hard to describe."
"It would be better if you watch one before learning how to make one," Quinn told him, "Maybe you should just take the rest of the tonight and tomorrow to unpack."
Kurt gulped before saying, "Just throw me in. I will learn fast."
"Actually we don't know how to teach you the trade," Tina told him, "but we will figure that out tomorrow. It's just been awhile for a lot of us."
"That's fine," Kurt said, "How long has it been since you guys trained anyone?"
"That would be Tina," Elaine answered, "about two years and four months ago."
"So, what brings you here Kurt," Quinn asked, "You asked us earlier how we came to be here. Now what's your story?"
"My boyfriend cheated on me with a crab and told me that he had been making it impossible for me to find work in my profession," Kurt answered, "He told me all of this on a coffee break at work. I was fired and now I am here."
"Wow," Tina said.
"Your boyfriend cheated on you with a crustacean," Quinn asked, "That is the first I have ever heard of that."
Tina stared, "How did he come out to you about this weird new life style of his?"
"That is wrong," Sam added, "although I think this is the first time I have ever seen Santana speechless."
"He's talking about Sebastian," Dave said before getting himself a cup of water. Santana closed her mouth and snorted.
"That sounds a lot better," Sam said.
"Some one has issues," Santana snorted. Elaine glared at her before rolling her eyes.
"Santana, shut it," Elaine told her.
Santana roller her eyes, "What you agree with me on this."
"This coming from you," Elaine snapped, "You have tons of issues if you are still crying over the same girl for the last five years."
"You two knock it off," Sam ordered them, "we don't need another fist fight between you two."
"Look maybe my woman and I should get out of here," Azimio said standing up and stretching, Elaine looked up at him confused. Azimio leaned over her and whispered into Elaine's ear, which made her whole face light up.
Elaine quickly stood up and started yanking him from the room, "Guy's we're going to go and have a lot of sex. So night."
'We'll see you guy's in the morning," Azimio told the room as he was yanked completely willingly out of the room by his wife.
"They're a very open couple," Kurt couldn't help adding.
"Yeah," Sam said as Mercedes scooted over and leaned on him slightly. Kurt noted they were holding hands and were cuddly.
"Well, I will be off," Tina said getting up.
"I am going to go off as well," Quinn said before walking off.
Everyone else was soon making their excuses and heading off. That night when Kurt went to his room and laid down on his new bed. It struck him again how lonely he felt. Something he would get pangs of loneliness of when living with Rachel and so far since coming to Fairy World or F.W. as they called it this has been the first.
The next morning he ate cereal at his new dining room table that he prepared in his own kitchen. He then used the day to unpack his few items. By one he sat on his balcony and sat reading a book that he found in the apartment about historical fashion. He just sat there and sometimes he watched the mist that surrounded the outside turn different colors. His after noon was very relaxing. It wasn't until Dave showed up around seven that he finally got to see a real fairy tale. Dave looked eager and nervously told him about some of the things he should be looking forward to that night. Dave was telling him about his witch he was making for Elaine which he didn't understand really but it was interesting to watch him just talk and Kurt told him about the book he was reading. Kurt saw that he was lost but he noted that Dave was definitely listening to every word he said. Kurt could tell he loved his job.
When they reached the viewing room he found that the room had 10 wooden foldout chairs around this open chasm and over top of this chasm was a giant floating orb. He noticed Sam while sitting beside Tina and Mercedes was passing out bags of popcorn.
"Hey, get out of my popcorn, Santana," Mercedes said, complaining.
"What I would be eating Quinn's but she bites I don't need rabies from her."
"Coming from the rapid bitch," Quinn said, "I somehow feel honored."
"You should," Santana snapped. Kurt could practically here her preen.
Dave sat down beside Azimio.
Elaine grinned at him, "Hey Kurt sit down beside Dave. Enjoy the show."
Kurt couldn't help but stare at it, "How is that possible?"
"What are you asking about," Sam said, confused.
"How does the orb stay floating?"
"Magic," Tina said, causing Dave to roll his eyes and scoff.
"There is a updraft under the orb that keeps it floating in the air," Dave explained, "It's just strong enough to leave it hovering in the air and the ball is big enough that if it fell it won't go into that hole beneath it."
"That makes sense."
"I prefer Tina's answer," Elaine said.
"Of course you do," Quinn said smirking at her.
"My fairy tale is going to start," Tina looked proud of herself. As he and Dave sat down in the two chairs that were closest to the door. The once clear orb smoked over and inside the mist he could see that scenery of a farm show up and two figures were working around a farm. There was no mistaking one of them looked like Azimio and the "father" looked like Schuester.
"My father is Schuester," the real world Azimio asked from his seat.
"You take after your mother," Tina shrugged, "also don't talk."
In the orb, Azimio and Schuester were working hard when a carriage came coming up the road to their house. The carriage came to a stop outside the house.
"Where the hell are you going," Azimio asked his father, "and who the hell are they?"
"There from the king," Schue said, "I'll be out in a second. We just need to talk for a few minutes."
Orb!azimio watched the house for a while as he pulled potatoes from the ground. "That man is up to something," he muttered.
Fifteen minutes later, both Schuester and the man from the carriage came out.
"Boy is it true," The man said approaching orb!Azimio, "What you can do."
Azimio paused what he was doing, "That I do what?"
"That you can spin gold from hay," The man asked. The Azimio in the orb gaped at the man.
"Yes, it's completely true that he can do it," Orb!Schue said, smiling a little to widely, "If it was a lie we would all die from this and we all know that we all want to live."
"What the fuck," Azimio asked. He looked completely horrified only for seconds later to being yanked into the carriage and soon delivered to a room full of hay and one spindle.
"Make us some gold thread boy or die," the guard said, "if you make some you can marry the princess and become King." The guard said before leaving.
"That sounds great," Orb!Azimio said, "Only problem I have is I can't do that."
"But I can," said a female voice behind him. Orb!Azimio turned around quickly he didn't see anyone in the room before. She looked like Elaine
"Who the hell are you," he asked, "You were not there before."
"Meh, I come and go as I please," the Elaine lookalike said grinning cheekily at him, "so you are in a bit of a bind what with not being able to change hay into gold."
"Yeah you got that right, beautiful," Azimio said, "and now I am just waiting for my death. Yay!"
"Awwww, don't be like that," the orb Elaine or Rumplestiltskinna said, "If you ask really nicely maybe I'll do it. I mean there is a price."
"Honey, if you can do this for me I would give you almost anything you want," Azimio told her.
"Nothing really your first born son," she said, "if you end up marrying this princess and she find out the first born can't even be raised by her it would piss her off."
"Deal," Azimio said not caring about the outcome.
"Now we just seal this with a kiss," She said smiling at him before yanking into a rough kiss. "Well now I have to work dearie. Great making a business deal with you."
Orb!Azimio rubbed his lips before saying, "yeah, thanks."
Elaine laughed while getting to work. The orb Azimio watched her for a few hours before falling asleep. It wasn't until the next day that he woke up to a room full of gold thread that he realized the woman told the truth.
"Well fuck me," he said, "How in the hell did she do that?" He stared for a few seconds when the door to the cell was opened and the guard, a man in a crown and a woman in a Tiara.
"So you are the gold spinner," the man said to Azimio. A Santana lookalike around the room looking irritated.
"Yeah, sure, whatever," Azimio said.
"You passed the test," Orb!Santana said, "You will be put in another room to do three times as much as this room in Hay."
Azimio stared, "You have got to be kidding me."
"I am not, cabrón," Orb!Santana said, "You'll do this or die."
"Anything for you princess," Said Orb!Azimio, gritting his teeth. So he was moved to another room. "Hey lady you are around somewhere, I need someone help,"
"Sure handsome," said the Elaine in the orb behind him, "Need more gold thread I see."
"You got it beautiful," he said, grinning, "You are willing to help me out?"
"Sure you can give me your first female child," she told him.
"You got yourself a deal," Azimio said grinning. Elaine grinned at him before pulling him into a kiss.
"I'll get right on that," She said.
So she got to work and the next day there was a jail cell full of gold thread.
Santana and her father showed up. Santana looked around the room and ordered to have Azimio to be taken to another room with three times the hay to be made into gold.
That night Elaine showed up again.
"So beautiful what do you want this time," Azimio asked, "so far you are going to have my first born son and my first born daughter. What else do you want?"
"One kiss would be payment enough," Elaine laughed. So they did and she went back to work.
The next morning the jail cell was full of golden thread when the princess and King came to check.
"Well my dear, he has proven his hand in marriage," the king said to the princess.
Santana snapped, "Fine I will marry him tomorrow."
That night Azimio sat in a new room. "Okay, lady I am going to need your help one more time. To get out of a engagement that I don't want."
"Sure bro, but what would you give me in return?"
"My everlasting gratitude," he told her hesitating.
"Not good enough," she answered.
"Would you taking me help," Azimio asked, "as in my hand in marriage?"
"Deal."
"Really?"
"Really?"
"Why was that just good enough?"
"So far I asked for your first born son and your first born daughter why wouldn't I want you as well?"
"Point," Orb Azimio said.
"Now Kiss me big guy," Orb!Elaine said.
"But before we go I need your name," Azimio told her.
Orb!Elaine told him smiling, "It's Rumplie. So are you going to kiss me?"
"My name is Azimio and I am," Azimio told her before kissing.
The orb then went white in gas and cleared.
"That was interesting," Kurt said. It was like watching a movie. "That had a lot of cussing in it."
"Yeah it's going to be fun teaching you," Quinn said, smiling at him from across the room. That night after doing his nightly moisturizing routine before he went to sleep he asked himself what was he getting himself into.