Chapter 2

"The full monty? What is that?" Mike asked nervously, although he had a sneaking suspicion of what it was.

"You know, the full monty" Sam said looking at their faces for the reaction "like where a bunch of guys dance on stage, take off all their clothes and women will pay to tip them." The three guys nervously all glanced at each other. Mike gulped at the thought of showing off his body, Puck felt nervous about dancing in front of a crowd and poor Finn looked mortified at both of those prospects.

Puck was the first of them to speak "Look, now I'm the first to say that Noah Puckerman and his body are the eighth natural wonder of this world but I can't imagine we can raise that much money by stripping."

"That's the brilliant part of it" Sam said, eager to convince them "we totally can. I saw a rotary club do it and they raised $2,500 and they were a bunch of gross old guys. Imagine what us young and buffed up guys could do." Puck let out a soft whistle.

"Now when you say take of our clothes. Do you mean to our underwear or…" Mike asked hesitantly.

"It's got to be full pickle, that's the big draw" Sam said but quickly added "Trust me, it's not that bad. Just thinking of it as dancing without any props not even undies." After a moment of awkward silence Sam continued his pitch "Look guys I know this seems extreme but Glee club needs us and this might be our only chance to save it. We need to do something." He looked pleadingly at the three former glee clubbers.

"Screw it! I'm in" Puck exclaimed as he stood up and Sam silently fist pumped. "I've been dying for a little lady attention anyway. I might as well make some money of it." Puck and Sam both turned their attention to Finn, whose face had drained of all color as he stared at his feet avoiding their gaze. He tried to clear his head, he thought he would do anything to save glee but just the thought of being on stage without his shirt gave him anxiety but with even less? Finn could barely imagine that without wanting to lie down.

"I'll do it." Mike blurted out, shocking everybody.

"Okay, I think Mike has had a little too much" Puck laughed.

"No…well maybe" Mike said as he stood up "but I'm serious about this. Glee gave me the courage to follow my dream of a dancing career. It's only right I use my dancing to return the favor." Puck and Sam patted him on the back rowdily.

"So that just leaves Finn" Sam said nervously biting his big lip waiting for an answer.

"What are you talking about?" Puck snorted derisively "of course, my bro Finn is in it. He is as a big badass as anyone."

"I just don't know if I can" Finn said softly, still looking down at his shoes that were pressed against the silver metal bleaches.

"You can't be quitting on us now" Puck said as he looked down at Finn, literally and figuratively.

"I'm not quitting. It's just that this is crazy. There are plenty of other things we can do to get the money" Finn said defensively.

"You know that's not true" Puck shot back "You're just chickening out on us."

Finn opened his mouth to say something but luckily Sam jumped in "Look I know this sounds out there but we don't need an answer right now. Just take a night and think about it."

Finn closed his mouth, nodded and looked down at his feet since he couldn't stand the others' disappointed glares at him. Sam, Puck and Mike all muttered goodbyes before leaving for Sam to drive them all home. Soon Finn was alone staring at the field. He buried his face in his hands and took a deep breath. Yet again he felt the pressure coming down on his shoulders, sometimes it all felt so unfair. That he always had to be the leader, the quarterback but this just seemed like the one thing he could never do.