Name: Loneliness
Characters/Pairings:
Kurt, Kurt/Glee Club friendship
Summary:
The gleeks discover Kurt is missing during Glee and the jocks make a grave discovery
Author's Note:
Sorry for any mistakes. Post- "Journey" Now this has turned into a three-shot. Hope you like it. The song mentioned was in the episode "Funk." I love that song. I got the lyrics from AZ Lyrics but I had to transcribe the first verse so I apologise if the lyrics are wrong. Enjoy
Disclaimer: I don't own "Give Up The Funk," unfortunately.
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Mr. Schue stood up nervously as the group filed back into the empty choir room. He was relieved to see none of the group had any new injuries since yesterday. Apparently it showed on his face because Puck smirked at him as he sauntered over to his chair in the back row.

"Don't worry, Schue. Some punks beat us to it." This didn't do anything to quell the feeling that something happened in his gut, but he did appreciate their efforts to not get him in trouble. It's times like these he really loves his kids and he can't help but feel a tiny bit of pride that maybe he had something to do with their close friendships, though he knows the kids deserve most of the credit.

"I just want to say how proud I am of all of you," he said, smiling as the rest of the group settled into their seats. Of course he wouldn't say anything, but he didn't fail to notice how Kurt sat in the middle, the group clustered around him. He was pleased to see Kurt looked marginally better, his face no longer tear streaked. "So I'm letting you guys out early. You can either stay here and hang out or you can go." He smiled at them once more before leaving the choir room, glad to know his kids were supporting each other.
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The laughter erupted as soon as they were sure Mr. Schue was out of earshot. Puck was glad to see Kurt laughing along with the rest of them, pain gone from his face, and he was sure the rest of the group was glad too.

"The look on that white boy's face when he first saw us all." Mercedes laughed. Artie nodded.

"I think my favourite expression of his was when Santana informed them, oh so politely, that if they ever went anywhere near anyone in Glee ever again she'd rip their balls off." Artie laughed. The group laughed again, most of them clutching their sides.

"My personal favourite was when Brittany slapped them both and told them not to touch Kurt's baby hands." Mike said, grinning at the blonde beside him. Brittany beamed, happy to have played a part.

"I don't think he knew whether to be confused or freaked out." Artie added.

"And just so you know, I'll totally deny it if you tell anyone this." Kurt nodded, a grin still on his face. Puck knew no one would really take Santana's comment to heart, especially after she just kneed Karofsky in the groin when he glared at Kurt.

"Next time you see 'im white boy," Mercedes said. "You should most definitely follow up on your threat to reverse back over him with your wheelchair." The group voiced their agreement.

"First I'd have to hit him with it again." Artie agreed.

"I think they were both more confused when Mike threatened to go ninja on their arse then anything." Tina grinned. The group broke into laughter again, Brittany only staying in her chair with Santana's help.

"Oh, hell yeah," Mercedes grinned at the group. "Jam session?" She asked suddenly, addressing the group. They nodded enthusiastically.

"Which song?" Rachel's suggestion was covered up by Artie and Kurt exchanging a glance before singing the first lines of the song they all instantly recognised.

"Roof off, we're gonna tear the roof off,
The mother sucker, tear the roof off, a sucker,
Tear the roof off, we're gonna tear the roof off,
The mother sucker, tear the roof off, a sucker,
Tear the roof off, we're gonna tear the roof off,
The mother sucker, tear the roof off, a sucker,
Tear the roof off, we're gonna tear the roof off
The mother sucker, tear the roof off, a sucker,"

As it progressed into the next verse, the rest of the group joined in, standing and moving to the space in the middle of the room as they improvised their movements similar to how they did when they performed for Vocal Adrenaline.

"You've got a real type of thing going down, gettin' down
There's a whole lot of rhythm going round,"

"You've got a real type of thing going down, gettin' down
There's a whole lot of rhythm going round,"

"Ow, we want the funk
Give up the funk
Ow, we need the funk
We gotta have that funk,"

"Ow, we want the funk
Give up the funk
Ow, we need the funk
We gotta have that funk,"

"La, la, la, la, la
Doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, owww,"

"La, la, la, la, la
Doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, owww,"

"You've got a real type of thing going down, gettin' down
There's a whole lot of rhythm going round,"

"You've got a real type of thing going down, gettin' down
There's a whole lot of rhythm going round,"

"Ow, we want the funk
Give up the funk
Ow, we need the funk
We gotta have that funk,"

"Ow, we want the funk
Give up the funk
Ow, we need the funk
We gotta have that funk,"

"La, la, la, la, la
Doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, owww,"

"La, la, la, la, la
Doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, owww,"

"We're gonna turn this mother out,"

"We're gonna turn this mother out,"

"You've got a real type of thing going down, gettin' down
There's a whole lot of rhythm going round,"

"You've got a real type of thing going down, gettin' down
There's a whole lot of rhythm going round,"
,"

"Ow, we want the funk
Give up the funk
Ow, we need the funk
We gotta have that funk,"

"Ow, we want the funk
Give up the funk
Ow, we need the funk (let us in we'll tear this mother out)
We gotta have that funk

"Ow, we want the funk
Give up the funk
Ow, we need the funk (let us in we'll tear this mother out)
We gotta have that funk
,"

"Ow, we want the funk
Give up the funk
Ow, we need the funk
We gotta have that funk,"

"Ow, we want the funk (we're gonna turn this mother out)
Give up the funk
Ow, we need the funk (we're gonna turn this mother out)
We gotta have that funk,"

The group laughed as they formed a circle, Matt dancing in the middle with Mike doing pop and lock beside him. Santana and Brittany took their place as they moved out of the way, dragging Quinn in with them.
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Mr. Schue had only been sitting at his desk for barely a minute when he realised he'd left some of his papers at the choir room. He debated leaving them there, but decided he might as well go back and get them. He made his way back to the choir room through the desolate corridor. He frowned and stopped a metre short of the door, the sound of singing stopping him. Curiosity got the better of him and he quietly peered into the choir room. He quickly recognised the song as "Give Up The Funk."

He smiled at the sight. The group stood in a loose circle, swaying to the music, small groups dancing in the middle.

"Ow, we want the funk (we're gonna turn this mother out)
Give up the funk
Ow, we need the funk (we're gonna turn this mother out)
We gotta have that funk,"

He realised the three in the middle were Santana, Brittany and Quinn but as the verse ended they rejoined the circle. Within seconds Mercedes had dragged Kurt into the middle and the two were dancing, the group cheering them on. Mr. Schue smiled as Tina joined them, Kurt between Mercedes and Tina.

"Ow, we want the funk
Give up the funk
Ow, we need the funk (let us in we'll tear this mother out)
We gotta have that funk,"

The circle dissolved and the rest of them joined the three in the middle of the circle as they sung the last few lines of the song. He decided to leave before they realised he was there, deciding to return for the papers on the piano later. As he moved away from the door he noticed Sue turning down into the corridor. He smiled and waved a little and her eyes narrowed before she glanced through the other door as he made his escape.

"Ow, we want the funk
Give up the funk
Ow, we need the funk (let us in we'll tear this mother out)
We gotta have that funk,"

"Ow, we want the funk
Give up the funk
Ow, we need the funk,"

He smiled as he walks down the corridor back to his office, humming "Give Up The Funk," under his breath.

And when he sees Karofsky and Azimio sulking as they both left the cafeteria at lunch with limps and bruises, he most certainly does not smirk and think of how great his kids are.