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Here is chapter two. It contains what happens on the bumpy New Directions flight to New York. There is some Brittany too. Enjoy
Chapter Two: Monkey Pox by Yinx1
"Guess what guys"- Mr. Schue said- "We have first class tickets to Nationals".
"How did you get that Mr. Schue?" Rachel asked in amazed voice.
"Well, we all have to sign this card and thank my ex-wife, Terri for complaining about a false case of monkey pox" he grinned.
"Wait is monkey pox even real?" Tina asked.
"Yes they are very real, Lord Tubbington got them from a bird he was dating last week"- Brittany chimed- "I had to sell the babies on the eBay black market".
Everyone turned and looked at Brittany.
"What" -she asked looking around surprised at the response she was getting- "I sold a pup yesterday to some Arab prince in Liberia. I think his name was Quaffle..."
"Anyway," Mr. Schue said bringing the choir back from their Brittany-talk coma. "I took the liberty and assigning you guys seats".
"Last time I checked I could pee and poo on my own. Why do we need assigned seating?" Puck asked sarcastically.
"I assigned the seating on those that worked together the best for writing our original songs for nationals," he said matter-a-fact.
He started distributing the tickets out; the seating was as follows: "Puck and Lauren, Mike and Tina, Rachel and Finn, Quinn and Santana, Mercedes and Kurt, Artie and Brittany, Sam and Mr. Schue."
The room became loud as Quinn made it known that Rachel and Finn were the most obvious choice to put together because of regionals last year. Plus most members were pinning over the window seats.
"Mercedes, you know I love you like a sister from another mister and knowing that I won't dare try to take your window seat," Kurt said to her amidst all the arguing.
"Thanks Kurt," she said smiling.
"All right people!"- Kurt yelled-"This is how it's going to go down".
The room grew quiet. Mr. Schue chuckled softly to himself, "Leave it to Kurt to command a crowd".
"Who here has actually flown on a plane before?" Kurt asked his peers.
Mike, Tina, Quinn, Lauren, Artie and Sam raised their hands.
"All-right, you guys get an aisle seat if it's okay?" he asked.
They all nodded and chairs squelched as the got up to exchange tickets.
It's now or never Sam said to himself getting up and walking across to room to Kurt.
"Kurt, I'll trade seats with you," he said.
Kurt handed over his ticket then traded again with Finn after Quinn started whining again.
"So, it looks like we are going to be plane buddies, my lady" Sam said to Mercedes sitting down next to her.
She laughed, "Yes it does appear so, my good sir."
Ever since their coffee date at the Lima Bean, Mercedes and Sam had been spending more time together. They talked almost every night; Sam even texted her during the school day and the last weekend in Ohio before nationals. Sam had begun introducing Mercedes to what she called "white soul" artists like Robin Thicke, Jason Mraz, and Weird Al.
The club boarded the plane "Oohing and Awing" at the first class amenities. Everyone found their seats and Sam helped Mercedes to put her overnight bag into the overhead compartment, then they sat down. Kurt and Artie were in front and two business men across the aisle and behind a golden anniversary couple. Sam was very pleased with the company around them. The plane began to taxi out of the gate. Sam looked over at Mercedes, where a tension fear was plastered on her face.
"How are you doing?" He asked already knowing the answer.
"I… I don't think I can do this Sam," she replied starring out the window and digging her nails into the armrests.
"Here," Sam said pulling her hand away from the rest and placing hers in his. He intertwined their fingers and gave her a reassuring squeeze. Mercedes lend her head back and closed her eyes, peaceful now than a few seconds ago.
"I think you can look out the window now," he whispered to her.
She opened her eyes and saw that they were gliding and few feet off the ground. She burst out laughing.
"That was…was the takeoff?" She asked looking out the window grinning from ear to ear.
Sam laughed, "Yeah that was takeoff give or take".
"Good Morning Passengers, this is your pilot Captain Stevens and co-pilot Mac Gregger." said a deep voice over the PA system. "I'd like to welcome New Directions who are going to New York on their first trip Glee Nationals"
There was shatter spray of claps while the New Directions squealed, hollered, and clapped.
"We are none stop to New York so sit back and relax and enjoy the flight folks".
"Lord Tubbington would have loved that, he likes it when a mysterious voice talks down to him," they heard Brittany say.
"Thanks Brittany" – Mr. Schue said- "Okay everyone get to work with your partner I would like at least one verse and a chorus by the time we land."
Mercedes and Sam pulled out their rhyming dictionaries and a notepad.
"So any ideas on where we should start?" Mercedes asked turning to look at Sam.
"Um… actually no… but maybe we can get some inspiration from this" he said reaching and grabbing a copy of Sky Mall from the pocket.
"Err, what's that?" Mercedes asked pointing to the cover of the magazine.
"Let me introduce you to the What-the-hell-is-that-and-why-would-I-ever-need-this? Magazine" Sam said in his best Bob Barker impression "Here on the cover no less do we have a big foot statue for your front or back lawn. It stands a mere 3 feet tall or you can have a life-size version. Contestant Mercedes Jones would you like to see either of these in your yard and how much do you want to pay for it?" He made a fist as his mic and shoved it in Mercedes face.
Mercedes covered her mouth to keep from laughing out loud; only when she had sub-come to just giggles did she answer.
"I would like neither, Alex"
"I'm Bob," Sam chuckled correcting her.
"Oh, sorry Bob, I would like neither and price twenty-five dollars."
"Oooo sorry, the price is 80 to 120 dollars" Sam said.
"What! Are you serious," Mercedes squealed grabbing the magazine out of Sam's hands and flipping through till she found the Yeti page.
"People, real alive people actually buy this," she said screwing up her face as she looked at the pictures.
"It does keep on surprising me as well," Sam said, "Here we'll look at rich people stuff together".
Sam put his and Mercedes food table down and spread the mag between them.
They spent a good time looking at the magazine guessing prices and laughing at the models of furniture and odd lawn care.
Suddenly the plane dropped. Mercedes grabbed Sam's hand as they both looked outside. The sky was an inky gray color and the plane began to shake.
"We are sorry folks but New York has some stormy weather and we are experiencing some turbulence." Captain Stevens said-
"NO!" Puck said sarcastically.
"We are going to try our best to get around it; so, please stay seated and buckle up."
"Sam," Mercedes whispered, "Does this happen a lot too"
Sam shifted and put his arm around her and held her hand. "How about I tell you the story of Star Wars episode IV: A New Hope?" Sam asked.
The plane dropped again.
"What…what happened to episodes one through three?"
"Well they're really lame and didn't add to the story at all" he answered.
"Well, I know what's going on?"
"Um maybe but I think Weird Al said it best" he cleared his voice and began singing.
"A long, long time ago
In a galaxy far away
Naboo was under an attack
And I thought me and Qui-Gon Jinn
Could talk the federation in
To maybe cutting them a little slack
But their response, it didn't thrill us
They locked the doors and tried to kill us
We escaped from that gas
Then met Jar Jar and Boss Nass
We took a bongo from the scene
And we went to Theed to see the Queen
We all wound up on Tatooine
That's where we found this boy
Oh
My my this here Anakin guy
Maybe Vader someday later
Now he's just a small fry
He left his home
And kissed his mommy goodbye
Sayin'
"Soon I'm gonna be a Jedi"
"Soon I'm gonna be a Jedi"…
Mercedes laughed through the song she couldn't believe that there was a song about Star Wars!
"All right everyone we will be landing shortly." the PA said.
Mercedes looked up at Sam who smiled down at her.
"Thank you, Sam," she whispered resting her head on his shoulder.
"It was my pleasure," he said back and kissed her forehead.
None of this action went unnoticed. Kurt and Artie who were both looking at a mirror that was pointed right between their seats saw everything.
"When do you supposed this happened," Artie whispered to Kurt.
"I don't know…I mean I'm supposed to be her best friend and then this Lady Lips comes out of nowhere," Kurt stammered clearly confused.
"They do look cute together," Artie said looking through the glass at the snuggling couple.
"I just know this Mr. Lips better not hurt her or he will face my wrath," Kurt hissed.
Artie laughed agreeing.