Chapter 3
Title: Grease is the Word
Disclaimer: As if I would own Glee…
Warnings: Slash
Pairings: PucKurt, Finchel, Samedes, Wemma, Britana, Tike
Rating: T
Summary: It's senior year and we all know how putting on a musical turned out last year. Mr. Schue decided maybe it wasn't a bad idea to use it for fund raiser and to get a bit closer to Emma.
I would like to thank my reviewers: idowgetit, Jadziwine, hooked-on-degrassi, Gemini Malfoy-Potter, ColferFan1217, gleekfreak211
Here's what you missed on Grease is the Word
Will's planning on putting on Grease to raise funds because the Cheerios got they budget reinstated. So Sue's happy, but Will's not. Sue's also a casting judge along with Emma and Shannon. Rachel and Kurt both want to be Sandy. Kurt's already gone and he killed it. It's Sam's turn. Who knows what Sue is going to do next?
And that's what you missed on Grease is the Word.
"Shh Sam is on." Mercedes said.
"Hello Lips. Who are you auditioning for?" Sue was getting bored so some of her sharpness went away.
"Putzie." Sam said and was about to say his audition song.
"Awesome you got the part." Sue said.
"What!" Shannon, Emma and Sam said.
"Well he's the only blond guy and I mean he doesn't really have to sing I mean can you to the 'wella wella wella's for summer nights?"
"Uh… Wella wella wella tell me more?" He sang almost questioningly.
"Good now some 'Grease lightning's."
"Uh… Go, Greased Lightnin' You're burnin' up the quarter mile Greased Lightnin', go Greased Lightnin' Go Greased Lightnin' How was that?"
"Perfect you can go. Send in Man Hands."
"That was weird." Sam said entering the chorus room. Only to be hugged by Mercedes. "I think I got the part though. Alright Rachel you're up."
"I know I will ace my audition. Kurt get ready to eat your words." She said speed walking out of the room.
"Yes because I'm terrified of her. I know I will win." He said taking a seat in the upper row of chairs. "I have to." His mother had two favorite musicals were The Sound of Music (he's named after Kurt Von Trapp) and Grease. They spent a lot of time curled up on the couch watching them. Kurt always said he'd play Sandy because she was really pretty. His mom would always respond with 'just like you'. Not that he planned on telling anyone this little secret.
Rachel walked into the auditorium. "Hello, I am Rachel Berry and I will be singing Look at Me, I'm Sandra Dee Reprise."
"Jeez Man Hands why do you talk incessantly. My ears will one day bleed from hearing you speak."
"Yes right well." She started singing. "Look at me, There has to be something more than what they see. Wholesome and pure, Oh so scared and unsure, a pawn then, Sandra Dee Sandy."
"Man Hands I know you have a complex, but maybe you should talk to Irma over there." Sue said. "Alright. Send in the rest of the clowns. I just need to hear a few 'Wella's and 'Tell me more's and we're done here."
"Done? But Tina, Artie, Mike, Quinn and Brittany all still have to perform."
"Yea so tell the Vampire Asian, Other Asian, Q, Twiddle Dumb and Wheels to get their scrawny butts in here and do some 'Wella's. I don't have all day you know."
"You know Ms. Sylvester I believe that you should have them audition individually. That way none of their voices over lap and you can hear them clearly. I mean even though none of them will actually be stars even one should give them all equal opertun-"
"Shut you mouth and get me that bunch of misfits Man Hands or so help me I will sick my entire squad on your boyfriend and order them to seduce him by any means necessary. Do you understand?"
Rachel just left the stage in a huff. Walking into the choir room, she said "The nerve of some people. She just doesn't know when to quit, does she? I know Finn would never find such tactics appealing. Isn't that right Finn."
"Umm yea totally." Finn said putting and arm around her waist. "It's you I love Rachel. No one will ever replace you."
"Oh Finn." She stared dramatically into his eyes. "I love you too." She pecked him on the cheek. "Now Kurt you and I both saw how I killed my performance and I can now grudgingly admit yours was slightly a lot better than okay. Try not to hate me so much when I win though alright."
"Only if you agree to do the same. Your performance was lacking a deep emotional connection though. I wouldn't guarantee any thing if I were you." Kurt replied nose upturned followed by a quick hug.
"What just happened?" Finn asked Puck.
"I think a Diva arrangement was made to say no hard feeling no matter who wins. Yo Aretha can I get some help?" Puck called.
"Yea that's pretty much what happened." Mercedes replied.
"The fact that I got that is sorta freaking me out. I'm going to need to punch something." Puck said.
Kurt over heard part of the conversation. "Now Noah, you know it doesn't really mean anything to understand it. You don't need to go all macho man. It's perfectly cool to have a inner diva. A diva is the female version of a hustla after all."
"Seriously?" The remaining guys asked.
"Yea." Mercedes said. "Y'all need to listen to a little more Beyonce."
"Shh Artie's actually going for an available song."
"Umm coach." Artie said. "I don't want to be a 'wella'-ing in the background. I want to be Frenchy's angel and sing Beauty School Drop Out."
"Alright Wheels. Show us what you got then."
"Your story sad to tell, A teenage ne'er do well, Most mixed up non-delinquent on the block! Your future's so unclear now, What's left of your career now? Can't even get a trade in on your smile!" Artie was gliding across the stage.
"Alright Wheels great job. It's time for the judges to deliberate. Then you singing monkeys can sing like you always do. Now go find the rest of them." They left. "Okay so our only problem is really Porcelain vs. Man Hands. I say Porcelain."
"Well I think both Rachel and Kurt would both be compelling as Sandy. Rachel can put more power in to her voice, but I think Kurt would be better at adding the emotional competent."
"I agree with Emma. Both those kids are great."
"Well you two know my vote. Discuss among yourselves. I have stuff that needs to be done. Oh and loser is Frenchy. I have people to black mail. Oh and make Q Marty. She'd play it better than Twiddle Dumb and Asian Goth Girl." Sue said stalking off.
Shannon turned to Emma. "Why is she like that?"
"Not enough love as a child I would say." Emma said. "So let's make a decision."
The glee kids stood waiting by the message board. Emma walked up her heels clicking on the ground and she pinned up the results. "Please note Sue made the template. Coach Bieste and I just filled it in."
By order of least important roles to most important:
Extras: Brittany S. Pierce and Tina Cohen-Chang
T-Birds:
Putzie- Sam Evans
Doody- Mike Chang
Sonny- Matt Rutherford
Pink Ladies:
Marty- Quinn Fabray
Jan-Mercedes Jones
Frenchy- Reserved for the loser of the Sandy contest
Frenchy's Angel- Artie Abrams
Kenicke- Finn Hudson
Rizzo- Santana Lopez
Danny- Noah Puckerman
Sandy-
The list was ripped down with a shrill shriek. It was then torn into shreds followed by a cry of "Frenchy! She doesn't even sing."
"Well that went well." Puck said. "Sorry Finn you were screwed no matter who won. You live with Kurt and date Rachel. Tough break."
Kurt walked into the house. "How'd the auditions go Kurt?"
Kurt ran into Burt's arm and started crying. "I got the part dad. I'm going to be Sandy."
Burt patted his son on the head. "Your mom would be so proud of you." He thought of something. "Who's playing Danny? Are they going to be okay with you?"
"Yea it's Puck. I asked him the same thing and apparently…"
"Hey Puck, you don't mind me being Sandy right?" Kurt said trying to sound confident, but played with his hem.
"Don't worry Hummel. I'm a badass. Do you know what that means?" At Kurt's vacant expression. "It means I could wear a dress, make out with every single guy and suck them off and still be badass that's what it means. Singing with you on stage while playing a fellow badass is going to do nothing to my rep. And if anyone says something I'll punch 'em. My parole has ended baby and I am back." He said making muscles. "I mean really have you seen my guns?"
Kurt blushed because he had in fact noticed Puck's guns, but he certainly wasn't going to say that. "You ego is the size of Alaska. You can be such a Neanderthal."
"But at least I'm a hot Neanderthal."
Kurt rolled his eyes. "Gaga you're impossible. Well I'll see you tomorrow for rehearsal." Kurt said walking off hips swaying. Puck couldn't help but notice Hummel has a nice ass.
"Well I need to go call Blaine. I promised I'd fill him in." Burt was baffled by Kurt's ability to stay friends with the Dalton boy, but Kurt and Blaine said they were better friends anyway.
Alrighty then. There you have it the third chapter of Grease is the word. A little puckurt love has started brewing. Hope you guys like it.
So I'm thinking adding in a little Quartie. What do you guys think? Or should I keep with the Finn/Quinn/Rachel saga? As I hope you all can see I'm trying to keep people in character as much as possible and make this seem like a plausible episode of Glee. So I'm planning on focusing a tad on everyone, but instead of it being more Finchel it's puckurt. So Quartie?