Chapter Three: Plan A -

Mercedes- ( Airplanes - B.O.B. ft. Haley Williams)

"Well, I believe we can say Miss Pillsbury helped our plan out unwillingly." Rachel smiled at us all, she was right, last week had been lucky.

"She was awesome." Finn said, everyone nodded.

"Yeah but we need a real plan now, dudes." I said. A few of them nodded in agreement.

"What? We have no idea what's keeping them apart… Except Miss P's dentist guy. I mean, she wouldn't have left Mr Shue unless he'd done something…" Finn pointed out.

"You have a point." Rachel frowned. "We need to find out."

"We can't ask them, they'll know something's up." Quinn told everyone, she was sitting in the corner by herself; Puck had been ill the whole week, it made me wonder if something else was the problem…

"We can't ask them." Santana said, grinning widely, we all looked at her.

"Well, who else is there?" Rachel put her hands on her hips; hating that Santana knew something she didn't.

"Who got Miss Pillsbury to go all crazy confident?" Brittany smiled, for once she was clever enough to catch on to what her friend was saying, that made me feel really stupid.

Nobody answered her.

"Coach Sylvester, duh." Santana rolled her eyes; and everyone nodded, of course Miss Sylvester was behind it…

"Oh, honestly, that woman is doing everything she can to destroy Mr Shue, hoping he'll leave us if his heart's broken. This matchmaking business is no longer for fun… Fellow glee clubbers, this is war. Us versus Miss Sylvester." Rachel's face turned all confident and war like, we'd all been hoping to stop Miss Sylvester in one of her plans; this was our chance.

Kurt stood up. "Right, we need an elaborate plan! I think it should involve wacky costumes, lots of cheesy songs and us keeping an eye our two lovely teachers!"

Rachel nodded. "My ideas exactly. So, I think we should have a 'fund raiser' party, we could kill two birds with one stone!"

"Whoa, who's killing birds?" Brittany put a hand on her mouth as if it was the worst thing she'd ever heard.

"Brittany, weren't you the one with the dead bird in your locker?" Mike frowned at her.

"Oh no; he was alive…" She said sadly, like the bird was her only friend and once he'd gone she'd been very lonely.

Santana rolled her eyes and crossed her arms.

"Anyway… A party would help us gain money for more costumes and publicity to show how good we are…" Rachel began.

"And we could get Miss P and Mr Shue to sing and dance and stuff!" Finn finished.

I nodded. "Good plan, we'll hold it in the hall here, and use the stage."

"Yes." Kurt agreed. "Now, Quinn, Brittany and Santana, I have jobs for the both of you."

The three girls looked confused. "Huh?" Quinn frowned.

"It involves getting dressed up in trench coats and dark shades; are you in?"

"Oh, totally." Brittany clapped her hands together.

"Sure Kurt." Quinn agreed.

"Okay, fine, what the hell. I'm in." Santana said finally. "But what's the plan?"

"Well, you three are going to split up, two of you need to follow Mr Shue, and one of you follow Miss Pillsbury. Rachel, you need to ask Figgins about using the hall. Tina, Artie, Mike, Matt and Mercedes can you come up with a song list for us; featuring us and Miss P and Mr Shue?" Kurt looked at everyone, hoping we'd caught all he'd just said.

"What are you doing?" Santana asked.

"Costumes, of course, the three stalkers come with me. Your trench coats await." He left the room with Quinn, Brittany and Santana following quickly behind him.

I stood up, this was a lot of work, even though I enjoyed matchmaking the pair of them I wished Miss P would just forgive Mr Shue for what ever he'd done and realise he was madly in love with her. "Come on, guys." I beckoned for Mike, Matt, Tina and Artie to follow me to the other side of the room.

"I'm going, I'll see you later." Rachel waved and walked quickly out of the room, her hands on her hips.

"Okay, dudes, songs. Hit me." I said, getting out a pen and paper.

"Miss P rocked 'Faithfully'. How about something like that?" Artie suggested.

"Hm, how about Running, by No Doubt?" Tina suggested. "It's not like 'Faithfully', but it suits Miss P; I think."

I nodded, writing it down. "I love that song."

"Okay, what about Mr Shue's song?" Mike asked.

"What's that one you had on you ipod Mike?" Matt said. "Oh, Weapon by Matthew good band! It works because it's about a man with an angel and a devil. The angel is Miss P and the devil is his Ex-wife!"

Tina smiled. "I've heard that song, Mr Shue could totally sing that!"

I wrote that down as well.

"Now we need our songs… We could sing 'Push It'… That was rather funny." Artie suggested. We all looked at him. "Uh-maybe not."

"I wanna sing 'Fighter', y'know Christina Aguilera's song." I told them, Tina nodded.

"That's good one for you, add it on." She smiled.

"What about Rachel? She'll want to sing." Matt said.

"We should let her chose her own, she'll freak if we try." Mike laughed.

"We can all sing 'Anyway you want it', we did it at Regionals and the crowd loved it." Tina said.

"Yeah, but don't we want to do something new?" Artie told her.

"Okay, well, we'll ask Rachel as well, she always has… Ideas." Mike said.

"Yeah, we've got three songs plus Rachel's one and some we can do together." I said. "That'll do for now. Let's go."

We all got up and Tina and Artie went outside while Matt and Mike went into the cafeteria. I stopped, Brittany, Quinn and Santana came out of the auditorium. Brittany was wearing a long sandy coloured trench coat with large sunglasses, and so was Santana. Quinn's was a darker colour and she looked less ridiculous than her two friends. They stopped in front of me.

"How hot do we look!" Brittany said excitedly.

"More like how stupid, Brit." Santana sighed.

"You look like something out of a cheesy spy movie." I laughed.

"That was the plan." Kurt came out of the door the three girls had walked out of looking like Charlie's Angels. He looked pleased with himself. "Now, Brittany and Santana you two follow Mr Shue. Quinn do you think you can handle Miss Pillsbury?"

She nodded. "Of course. But who's going to talk to Coach Sylvester to find out what made Miss Pillsbury mad?"

"Well, if you guys stalk Miss P and Mr Shue enough then we might not have to ask her at all. But if we do; that'll be the job for us Cheerios. Right Ladies?" Kurt smiled at Brittany and Santana. They nodded.

"See you later girls." Quinn waved and went in the direction of Miss Pillsbury's office.

"Come on, San!" Brittany pulled her friend away toward Mr Shuester's Spanish classroom.

Kurt was smiling at me.

"Well done Kurt, this is going to be awesome!" I grinned at him.

"Of course it is, Miss Pillsbury and Mr Shuester are madly in love; nothing can stop this fairytale ending." He told me. I nodded in agreement before realising that Mr Shuester was coming in our direction with Santana and Brittany right behind him.

"Kurt." I nudged him, he looked at Mr Shue.

"He looks depressed." Kurt frowned.

"I know why." I looked in the opposite direction to see Miss Pillsbury walking toward us as well with… "Oh no, that's the dentist."

Quinn had rested her sunglasses on the bridge of her nose she looked angry.

Mr Shue stopped in his tracks as Miss Pillsbury and her 'boyfriend' walked past him, Quinn looked at us sadly as she followed them outside.

Brittany and Santana had stopped a metre away from Mr Shue. He looked at us and half-smiled, then kept walking. Brittany sighed. " I don't like dentists." And then the pair of girls followed Mr Shue out of the hallway.

"Poor Mr Shuester." Kurt sighed.

"Damn… We have to get them together, Kurt. We'll have the party this weekend."

A/N I think the beginning of this wasn't as good, but I liked the ending. Reviews are love J