A:N/ WAIT HOW HAVE I NOT MENTIONED CANNONBALL YET. SO. FREAKING. GOOD. LEA MICHELE IS A GODDESS. AAAAANYWAY:MYeah! Update party! Yeah! Yeah! Woo! (I have to get this excited about it, no one else shares my unrequited love for either the show or FanFiction) So for those of you who do follow me as an author, (it's very appreciated) you're in for a treat. After this party, I have a liiiiitle surprise for you guys :D But STORY OKAY. Sooo, a little longer this time, gettin' into a little more of the plot, pushin' it forward! I apologiz for the wait. Won't be as long next time, I swear. I love you all! Enjoy :)

"Hello, my name is Kurt Hummel, and I will be singing Mr. Cellophane," the high soprano voice announced.

"Uh, thank you Kurt. Whenever you're ready." Will sighed and leaned back in his chair as the intro music started playing. This was the eight audition he had heard so far, and not one had had any shred of talent. This was hopeless. . . But then Kurt opened his mouth.

His voice was. . . remarkable.

Maybe this wouldn't be so bad after all

"Thank you, Tina. Great job," Will said smiling as the last auditioner walked off the stage. He laughed brightly to himself as he flicked off the lights of the auditorium. Sure, there had been a lot of bad...talent, but those that did shine, shined as bright as the sun itself. Of course, it would take work to turn them into a Nationals-winning team, but he had a new found faith.

As he walked out of the school, his phone buzzed against his thigh with a text from Rachel.

Puck dropped me and Santana off at Brit's, then he went to Finn's. Don't wait up.

He sighed and responded, What time will you be home?

When we get home, came her quick reply

Will snapped his phone shut. With a shake of his head he started his car. This had to work. It had to.

He could have sworn that there were more kids. He looked down at the list before him. It read:

THE 2009 NEW DIRECTIONS:

-Kurt Hummel
-Arty Abrams
-Mercedes Jones
-Tina Cohen-Chang
-Quinn Fabray

It wasn't enough, it wasn't nearly enough. It's a start, he reminded himself. He felt Shelby place her chin on the top of his head.

"They're going to hate you for this, you know."

Will sighed, "What else can I do, Shelby? We're all out of options. She nodded.

"I know," she started. "I'm on your side. I just hope you're ready for the backlash."

"I'm not."

"Well?" he said, staring at the blank faces of his children. Their silence had gone on for several minutes now.

"You're joking. Right?" Rachel finally said.

"N-no! C'mon guys, it'll be fun!" We-" Will started.

"It'll be fun?!" Santana sputtered. "Do you have any idea what this will do to us? Do you care?"

"I have a reputation to maintain!" Rachel screeched.

"No way! I am not joining your sinking ship of glee losers!" Noah shouted. All three of them started shouting over each other, each throwing their own accusation at their father.

"Guys! Guys!" Will screamed. They all stopped and looked at him. "This is not an option. If you don't show up, you two," he paused, pointing at Santana and Rachel, "are off the Cheerios. And you," this time pointing at Noah, "are off the team." All three teens stared forward at him, silent. Shelby remained silent at his side as well.

"You can't do that," Rachel finally whispered.

Will cleared his throat. "I can, and I will." The five of them sat in an uncomfortable silence. Santana sighed.

"Fine." Puck and Rachel both turned, aghast, to look at her.

"Fine?" they shouted in unison.

"Listen," she turned and spoke to her siblings so quietly that their parents at the other end of the table could not hear her words, "we go to his stupid little club, fine. Rachel, you know Coach Sue won't ever let this happen. Puck, do you really think Tenaka's going to let him try and steal half of his team?" Rachel's eyes lit up at her sister's words.

"You're right. Coach Sue won't ever let this stand, right? She can't!" she whispered, the smile growing on her face.

"Hold up," Puck added, leaning in, "what if God himself intervenes and Tenaka and Sylvester both let this happen?"

Santana paused and smirked. "Well, then we can deal with things." Rachel bit her lip and smiled, Puck nodded. Leaning back to face their parents again, all three folded their arms across their chests.

"Fine." Santana said again.

Will let out a nervous laugh, "Okay! Great!" He let out a sigh of relief and reached across the table for Shelby's hand. He let out another nervous laugh before his smile faded, and he cleared his throat. "There is...there is one more thing," he cleared his throat again. "I need you to get Brittany, Sam, and Finn in too."

And their shouting started up again.

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