A/N: Okay so obviously the new episode isn't out yet, but I wanna take an Accepted crack at beforehand… also… I want to cover a lot of bases this season
- Puck's Sexuality (What is it?)
- Quinn's snap (What really made here snap?)
- Kurtofsky (There will be unhappy moments)
- Finn's Epic Plan (… this will be pretty fun actually)
- Love Triangles (It ain't Glee without it…)
- Like a hundreds extra… including Harmony and Pendleton.
A/N: WILL THEY PLEASE MAKE THE NEW CHARS NAMES STAY THE SAME!
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Accepted
Chapter 4
Extra-Curricular Problems
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"They had so many credits, it was unreal," said Kurt, "I mean, how are going to get any background credits in nine months."
"School Musical," suggested Rachel, "We could start a committee."
"That's a start," sighed Kurt, his mind was racing, "I have PFLAG, too… "
"So… really, were just here to pay for untouched food," sighed Dave leaning over to Finn.
"Were not even here… pass the rolls," said Finn, eating his chicken with a shrug, "Were the flower settings, man."
"Kurt, I think our boys feel neglected and ignored," chuckled Rachel, leaning her head on Finn's shoulder.
"You're not place settings," smiled Kurt, shaking his head as he squeezed Dave's hand for a brief moment.
"So," smirked Dave, "Who are the impartial judges you'll have to find for the musical.
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"So you want us to help put the musical together, just so you have extra-curricular credits?" asked Artie as Bieste and Ms. Pillsbury stood there on either side of him.
"Well I am so happy you've decided to take more initiative and drive for your futures," smiled Ms. Pillsbury.
"Why am I here?" asked Bieste, "Don't get me wrong kids, but I already coach the football team, and this year we have a lot of rookies, which means tons of extra practice if we stand a chance at the Championships this year."
"We need three impartial judges for this… we don't want to seem like were doing this just for ourselves," beamed Rachel, Kurt nodded, even if they technically were.
"I'm in, it gives me an extra credit and I personally loved West Side Story," beamed Arite.
"Count me in, I would love too," nodded Ms. Pillsbury.
"Please Coach Bieste," begged Kurt, she was really the only other person in school they could count on.
"Oh, why the heck not, like my mom always said; If your given a calf, don't stick them with the bulls," said Bieste, Kurt glanced around hoping someone got it, but everyone just nodded, What is she talking about?
"Great!" beamed Kurt as Rachel held a similar expression, "Now that's settled… I have to my plans for the class president campaign."
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"I can't believe Mr. Schue just kicked her out you know, I mean… harsh," said Finn as he walked with Puck and Dave to Seventh hour.
"So…. I'm back in Spanish," sighed Puck, "Turns out I need one more credit."
"Spanish was your only option?" asked Dave, with a shrug, "I mean that's cool, at least it just won't be me and Finn."
"Is no one even the least bit upset about it? I mean first Quinn becomes all… Skank and now Santana's not with us," said Finn, eyes narrowed, Dave sighed, he knew Finn's frustration.
"What are we supposed to do? Kill Sue… kidnap Quinn? Not a lot of…. We are not killing Sylvester and kidnaping Quinn," said Dave at the pondering looks on Puck and Finn's faces.
"No… but… what if there was a different candidate to get rid of the Sue problem," said Puck, they both raised their brows, "Not me! But what if got someone to run against her and get her votes… Schue would calm his shit and Santana would come back…."
"That would solve the Santana problem…. But what about Quinn?" asked Dave, he was really starting to wonder why Puck had so many grade problems, Dude was a genius.
"…. I'm with kidnapping… it would be less trouble," shrugged Puck, Dave nodded to himself, That's how.
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Kurt wasn't exactly sure how this argument had started, but he knew one things…. He was killing Finn in his sleep. He wasn't shocked really… he knew Finn had talked to Ms. Pillsbury today about his future, Kurt hadn't really inquired about it until Finn announced he was trying out for the musical. Simultaneously the same time Rachel had texted him that Blaine had asked her when auditions were next week. Kurt slammed his door at the same time Finn had, his mind spinning. He knew it was only fair Finn could try out, but it didn't make Kurt less angry or upset about it. Blaine, he loved him to death, but Kurt knew it was coming, He so damn competitive… freaking center of attention… But Finn. Finn? He'd figured that maybe he might think about it, but he knew how important this was too him, and he was trying out anyways.
"Kurt? Dude, it's not personal… its just… there's nothing else to go for," came Finn's voice from the other side of the door.
"Finn," snapped Kurt, he took a breath trying to calm himself as he opened the door, "You don't understand… the school I'm applying for is insanely competitive…. I NEED these credits to at least make them take notice of me… One girl has been acting since she was an embryo…. I don't have those credits."
"… That makes no sense… they can't read scripts…. And how would they even…" Kurt blinked at Finn's moment of idiocy before Finn nodded, "I get it… sorry. But Ms. Pillsbury said that schools, even scouts, look at other activities that an applicant has… and she said Playing Video Games, was not an acceptable qualification."
"So the musical… really Finn? Are you going to run for class president, too?" asked Kurt, He'd have a better chance at that, I'll be damned if he gets this, "If you ran, you'd stand a better chance…."
"Whoa, boys, are you still arguing about this?" asked Carole walking upstairs, with a laundry basket.
"Wait… are you saying your better than me?" asked Finn, Kurt blanched, that had not been his intent, "You know what, maybe I will run, too."
"Really?" snapped Kurt, his heart sunk, but his anger overtopped his better judgment, "Fine! If that's the way you want it, then bring it Finn Hudson. I'm not letting up!"
"Boys!" yelled Carole, Kurt hated her horrified look, but he was furious, Finn was challenging him.
"Oh, it's gonna be brought Kurt Hummel. I'm getting the role AND the spot… chair… whatever it is!"
"You don't even know what you're doing!" yelled Kurt as both slammed their doors again.
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Dave looked at Rachel as she stormed into his room, arms crossed. She was ranting, but for some reason it sounded muffled. He wondered for a few seconds before realizing he still had his headphones on and yanked them off. She was ranting about Kurt, Blaine, and Finn. Dave saw his phone going off.
"Wait! What the hell is going on?" asked Dave, looking at Rachel and then opening his text message.
"Apparently Kurt, Blaine, Finn, and Mike are all trying out for the Musical. Mike doesn't really care too much, but the other three. Blaine feels all dejected so he's decided just to take the opportunities that McKinley has… not surprising, we haven't exactly been nice to him. But I guess Finn got into a fight with Kurt about his chances, so Finn's freaking out because he's worried about Kurt, but he's not letting up about whatever the fight was about and Kurt's ignoring my texts," said Rachel in one long winded breath as her phone beeped signaling a text, "Apparently Kurt's being immature…"
"Whoa! Whoa… there's too much happening," said Dave, So much for just relaxing, "Kurt says that Finn's running for class president in spite of him…. Really?"
"…. I'll be right back," sighed Rachel, exiting the room, giving Dave time to call Kurt, "Baby, what's wrong."
"I know I had no chance at the class president thing… and the musical's a long shot with Blaine trying out… I just thought Finn would stay out of it," said Kurt without missing a beat, "… maybe I should just apologize and convince him to drop the election…."
"Babe, are you crying?" asked Dave, he hated that sound, the defeat in Kurt's voice.
"…. No… I think I'm coming down with a cold," said Kurt with a sniff.
"Kurt?"
"I hate fighting with Finn, but why does he have to be so… so…. Naive!" snapped Kurt, "He know's how much this whole applying to school is beating me up."
"Baby…. Have you asked Finn how his future plans make him feel?" asked Dave, hoping he could help fix this a little.
"… no…" came Kurt's voice with a sigh, "I can't talk to him tonight, he's in a door slamming mood…. When he does it, he really means he wants space…unlike the rest of us."
"I'll be over in a few," sighed Dave with a smile.
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"Baby…. What's really bothering you?" asked Dave as Kurt sat quietly in the passenger seat.
"Nothing…"
"… really?" asked Dave, he wasn't stupid, he always said that himself when he was trying to keep topic.
"I don't want to be a lima loser," said Kurt, Dave's eyes went wide as Kurt started crying, "I have.. had all these dreams and it's like their all being smashed…. And it's not Finn, but it's the fact he's my brother and I don't want him as even more competition. What if I'm stuck here? I'm not stupid, I know not everyone can get everything they've ever wanted…. It's just I… I really want to have a chance… Then there's a chance… and a real good chance, that when… when Rachel and I tryout… she'll make it… and I… I won't…"
"Your right," said Dave with a sigh as they pulled into the parking lot, Kurt's eyes shot up, "That is a whole lot of nothing…. Kurt, seriously. You're not going to be a Lima loser. You've got everything to make it. Talent. Enthusiasm….. You. Will. Make. It…. And I told you, I'm going to help you as much as I can… just repeat after me, 'I Kurt Hummel'… do it."
"I Kurt Hummel…" smiled Kurt through slight tears as Dave, wiped his eyes.
"Am not and will not be a Lima Loser…" said Dave, kissing Kurt's nose.
"Am not and will not be a Lima Loser…"
"And I will go to New York for school… and make it my bitch," beamed Dave as Kurt started laughing, "I can't hear you."
"And I will go to New York for school… oh god… and make it my, bitch," laughed Kurt as Dave kissed him gently and smiled at him, "Now you…"
"What?" asked Dave, his smile faltering, Kurt smiled sadly at him.
"I know you're worried too, honey…. I know you're worried about graduation… and school… and that hockey scout…. So now it's your turn okay," smiled Kurt, resting his forehead on Dave's.
"Kurt, I'm…," Dave was going to say fine, but his smile faltered, Kurt was right, he was worried…. He didn't have the money he had before and curriculum either.
"Repeat after me… I Dave Karofsky…"
"I Dave Karofsky," sighed Dave with a half-smile.
"Promise not to doubt myself and will not be a Lima Loser," said Kurt.
"Promise not to doubt myself and will not be a Lima Loser…. And will get that scholarship… and kick ass this year at hockey…." Smiled Dave, he got a beaming grin out of Kurt, "And promise to kiss Kurt Hummel…"
"Now your adlibbing," smiled Kurt as Dave kissed him lightly on the lips again, "But I don't mind."
"And he also promises to give Kurt their first official date tonight," beamed Dave, kissing Kurt once again.
"It's ten at night Dave…. Why are we at the school?" asked Kurt, now looking out the window.
"Captain of the Hockey team," smiled Dave, holding up the keys to the ice rink, "Come on."
"Dave, this is crazy…. You packed a picnic before you came over?" asked Kurt as Dave grabbed a bag and the skates from the backseat.
"I had it planned for tomorrow night, so I just put the premade food in the bag before I left," smirked Dave as wrapped his arm around Kurt's waist as they headed towards the building.
Kurt watched as Dave turned on all the lights, the only problem with this was the small chill in the room… which suddenly lessened as Dave's letterman was wrapped around his shoulders and Dave yanked on a hoodie before grabbing his hand and heading towards the judges table, where the only thing was a speaker for an iPod. Kurt chuckled as Dave hooked up his iPod and put on some nice music as he pulled out the food.
"Oh my god, did you seriously bring tapioca pudding," beamed Kurt as Dave handed him the skates.
"First…." Smiled Dave as Kurt sighed and gave into the skates, "I'd like to recreate are un-date…"
"Our un-date, really?" asked Kurt as Dave jumped onto the ice casually, and offered his hand to Kurt, "Why not.."
Kurt didn't stumble as much this time, grant it, he'd played up the fact he hadn't skated in a while then to get Dave to 'help' him more. It felt much nicer not having to make up an excuse to grab his hand as they skated. Dave smirked, as the music played, loving the fact he didn't have to worry he might scare Kurt if he wrapped his arm around his waist. Although, speaking of scaring… he grabbed Kurt's other hand and spun them in small circles.
"Okay, when you warn me, this actually isn't so bad," laughed Kurt as they spun slightly then backwards, "Okay… not comfortable with… ee…"
"I got you," laughed Dave, as Kurt tripped a little, but it looked more like a skating dip as Dave grabbed Kurt a little tighter, "I won't let you fall every again…"
"Dave… are you okay?" asked Kurt as they stood up again, Kurt saw a flicker of fear run across Dave's eyes.
"… do you… do you ever think about last year," sighed Dave, loosening his grip a little, Kurt sighed.
"Dave… that's the past, okay… I'm over it…. We've both grown from those mistakes," smiled Kurt, kissing him a little deeper than their previous kisses.
"I just…. Sometimes…. I wonder…." Dave smiled into the kisses, I'm never going to get a word in edgewise, am I?
"Stop. Just stop… your worrying…." Said Kurt with a small smile, as the iPod shuffled to one of Dave's favorites, "What are you doing?"
"Serenading…" beamed Dave as he slid a little away from Kurt but still holding his hand, as the lyrics started.
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'You're a falling star,
You're the getaway car,
You're the line in the sand when
I got too far,' sang Dave, pulling Kurt on the ice as he began to skate again.
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'You're the swimming pool,
On an August day,
And you're the perfect thing to say,' Kurt flush as Dave pulled him closer to him and started leading a dance on the ice.
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'And you play it coy,
But its kinda cute.' Kurt smiled at Dave beaming grin, as he spun them.
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'Oh and when you smile at me,
You know exactly what you do,' laughed Dave as Kurt started to pull more on the ice, he was enjoying this dance, but he wanted to lead too.
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'Baby, don't pretend,
Like you don't know it's true,' Dave smirked as he gave Kurt a soft kiss on the nose.
'Cause you can see it when
I look at you.'
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'Cause in this crazy life,
And through these crazy times,
It's you,
It's you,
You make me sing,
Your every line,
Your everything…..'
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Dave's singing was cut off by Kurt stopped their Disney style spinning and yanked him into a kiss. He sure as hell didn't mind the interruption as his hands wrapped tighter around Kurt's waist, letting Michael Buble take back the song as they moved much slower than the song called for. But neither really cared.
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TBC
You should know... a lot of the crazy quotes I'm gonna give yah… I've heard from my grandparents and uncles….. Primarily my Uncle Al…. he's the real-life version of Cameron on Modern Family.