AN—Don't own anything (Way easier than listing them all out) :-)

AN—Wow, this is my first ever fic, I didn't know how exciting getting the alerts and reviews are! But I won't ever hold a chapter hostage, I really don't get that. I'm writing this because the plot bunny wouldn't leave me alone, not for the reviews (even though they are lovely) :-)


The Gleeks looked around at everyone uneasily after Kurt's stunning rendition of "I'm Too Sexy." Finally Mike stood up. "Guess I'll go next." He hopped down to the floor and set up his music. "I picked this song because the lyrics are kinda tricky and fast, so it's a challenge for any singer. Oh, and I'm not gonna dance any, so that will be different. And this song kinda seems like my Gleek anthem, so, you know, I like it and stuff."

Mr. Shue blinked in surprise, but before he could say anything, Mike had started his song.

Well let the geek in the pink take a stab at it
If you like the way I'm thinkin' baby wink at it
I may be skinny at times but I'm fat fulla rhymes
Pass me the mic and I'm a grab at it
Isn't it delicious crazy way that I'm kissin'
Cause baby listen to this don't wanna miss it while it's hittin'
Sometimes you gotta fit in to get in
But don't ever quit cause soon I'm gonna let you in but see

I don't care what you might think about me
You can vibe without me if you want
I could be the one to take you home
Baby I could rock the night alone
If we never get down it wouldn't be a let down
But sugar don't forget what you already know
I could be the one to turn you on
We could be the talk across the town
Don't judge me by the color, confuse it for another
You might regret what you let slip away

I'm the geek in the pink pink pink
I'm the geek in the pink yeah

Well this relationship fodder don't mean to bother nobody
But Cupid's automatic musta fired multiple shots at her
Because she fall in love too often that's what the matter
At least I talk about it keep a pattern of flattery and
She was starin' through the doorframe
Eyeing me down like already a bad boyfriend
Well she can get her toys outta the drawer then
Cause I ain't comin' home I don't need that attention, see

I don't care what you might think about me
You'll get by without me if you want
I could be the one to take you home
Baby we could rock the night alone
If we never get down it sure would be the let down
But sugar don't forget what you already know
I could be the one to turn you on
You could be the talk across the town
Don't judge it by the color, confuse it for another
You might regret what you let slip away

I am more than you're thinking
Hey look at me go
From hero to zero
Oh, take it from a geek like me
I can save you from unoriginal dum-dums
Who wouldn't care if you com...plete him or not

So what I've got a short attention span
A coke in my hand
Because I'd rather have the afternoon, relax and understand
My hip hop and flip-flops it don't stop with the light rock
A shot to mock you kinda puts me in the tight spot
The hype is nothing more than hoo-ha so I'm
Developing a language and I'm callin' it my own
So take a peek into the speaker and you'll see what I mean
That on the other side the grass is greener

I don't care what you might think about me
You'll get by without me if you want
I could be the one to take you home
Baby we could rock the night alone
If we never get down it wouldn't be the let down
But sugar don't forget what you already know
I could be the one to turn you on
We could be the talk across the town
Don't judge it by the color, confuse it for another
You might regret what you let slip away

I'm the geek in the pink pink pink
I'm the geek in the pink yeah
I'm the geek in the pink
All y'all geek is the new color for fall

Everyone stood and cheered for Mike's strong take on a tricky song.

"Oooh, oooh, me next!"Brittany bounded up. "I don't really get how the songs so far are out of the box, but I know mine is."

Little boxes on the hillside,
Little boxes made of ticky tacky,
Little boxes on the hillside,
Little boxes all the same.
There's a green one and a pink one
And a blue one and a yellow one,
And they're all made out of ticky tacky
And they all look just the same.

And the people in the houses
All went to the university,
Where they were put in boxes
And they came out all the same,
And there's doctors and lawyers,
And business executives,
And they're all made out of ticky tacky
And they all look just the same.

Quinn leaned closer to Santana to whisper, "Um, so, Britt--"

"I know, I explained to her what 'out of the box' meant at least ten times, but she never really got it. Finally I gave up and helped her find a song with boxes in the title. Maybe if I had used the hand puppets..."

And they all play on the golf course
And drink their martinis dry,
And they all have pretty children
And the children go to school,
And the children go to summer camp
And then to the university,
Where they are put in boxes
And they come out all the same.

And the boys go into business
And marry and raise a family
In boxes made of ticky tacky
And they all look just the same.
There's a green one and a pink one
And a blue one and a yellow one,
And they're all made out of ticky tacky
And they all look just the same

Brittany proudly dropped a curtsy before sitting down next to Santana and Mike again.


AN—There will be another hint of Puckleberry when Rachel does her song, but since her song was my inspiration, I'll probably be saving the best for last. :-)

AN--The songs are Geek in Pink and Little Boxes.