When Two Worlds Collide Chapter 11: Happy New Year, a glee fanfic

HELLO! I Did Intend On Updating Sooner...But I Started My Last Year Of High School Sooner Than First Predicted. That Means I'm Totally In The Same Year As The Glee Guys. WooooHooo! But I Have Something Crazy Like 35 Weeks Until I Graduate. OH SHIT! So This Might Be All For A Little While, Until I Get Re-Settled Into School.

Static-Butterfly (Katie) Is Writing One Of The Next Chapters. I'm Excited. So Don't Panic If It's Written Differently, I'll Totally Beta It For Her First. 8)

So Now...Here Are Some Warblers. With Some Soda. And KARAOKE!

Also...I REALLY Would Love To See Darren Criss Cast As A Pirate In The Near Future...

Chapter Eleven

'Happy New Year'

*~O~*

The news that Blaine was returning to Ohio sooner than predicted was the greatest news Kurt had heard all December. His beloved would be back in the Westerville-ish Lima-ish area on the 30th, rather than in the new year like they had been anticipating.

But Kurt was not the only Warbler to hear the news. So all of Kurt's plans on having a quiet romantic new year with Blaine were demolished when Wes called, claiming he had 'shot gun' on Blaine for new years eve/day.

Of course Kurt was invited along as well. But it just wasn't what Kurt Hummel wanted.

The idea of the most notorious Warblers, and the potential of alcohol and drunken karaoke, just wasn't Kurt's cup of tea.

And when the pair were re-united on the 30th, Blaine made it his mission to convince Kurt to attend the Warbler festivites with him.

*~O~*

The Eve Of New Years Eve.

After begging for permission from his parents, once landed, rather than heading home in Westerville, Blaine picked up his car and headed to Lima.

The week or so that he and Kurt had been apart had proven to be rather hard, and Blaine was desperate to see Kurt, and to convince him to accompany him on new years eve with the Warblers.

He had decided that the best was to convince Kurt to go, would be to strike up a deal with with Kurt. Knowing Kurt it would probably end up back firing majorly on Blaine, and would probably consist of a whole day of torture on Blaine's part. But that hardly mattered to him. Because he was going to get Kurt to go with him to that party, if it we're the last thing he ever did.

As Blaine pulled into Kurt's driveway, it suddenly hit him that he had not considered the fact that maybe Kurt wasn't simply allowed to attend the party. And that Burt didn't trust Kurt to be left alone with Blaine for a very long period of time.

Come to think of it, everytime he was with Kurt, just the two of them for more than five minutes, Burt or someone busted in, or text. Interrupting, usually nothing, But that was beside the point. If Blaine could convince Burt to let Kurt go, they might actually get five minutes alone.

Blaine's mind wandered into un-dapper thoughts, when he realised he'd been sitting parked in Kurt's driveway for over ten minutes, sitting and looking dazed. He was pulled out of his thoughts when there was a tap on his passenger window.

It was a confused looking Finn.

"You okay there Blaine? Kurt thought you might have died and sent me to investigate." Finn beamed, proud that he had acomplised his mission. Blaine let out a small chuckle.

"No, I'm okay Finn, just thinking,"

Finn's smile faltered a little, his brow lowered in slight confusion, "Thinking about what? You're not breaking up with Kurt are you? Blaine, I think Burt would kill you, not to mention what the New Directions-" Finn rambled in a panic when Blaine butted in.

"Oh heck no Finn, I would never-ever-ever, do that," Blaine considered maybe asking Finn about the new years situation before bringing it up with Burt.

"But can I ask you one thing Finn?"

Finn smiled a little and nodded enthusiastically, like a dog having a treat waved in it's face. "Sure!"

"What's Kurt doing for new years?"

Finn thought for a minute before replying. "Well, he told Burt and Mom about the party, and they said that he could go, but he insisted that he wasn't going to go. When he told Burt that you were going, and Kurt said that he didn't want to, I think Burt got confused and thought you two were fighting again. But Kurt said you weren't. Mom and him have been trying to convince him to go to the party with you since it was brought up a week ago, they keep saying that he's allowed, and he can't sit around at home alone all night. Burt and Mom are going out, and I'm doing something with Rach, so he would be home alone. They trust you Blaine. And Kurt. But Kurt just wont budge."

Well that's not what I was expecting, Blaine thought to himself as Finn explained what was going on. Kurt had full permission, but didn't want to go. Maybe Kurt didn't want to see him. But he was excited when I told him I was on my way today?

"Don't worry Finn, I'll sort him out. And hey, thanks for seeing if I was okay." Blaine smiled at Finn, as he lead the way up the path to the front door, where he was promptly crushed into a massive hug from Kurt.

"And what took you so long to get out of the car? Waiting for your favourite Katy Perry song to finish I presume?" Kurt chuckled planting a big kiss on Blaine's cheek.

"Oh no, just torturing you my dear," Blaine joked earning a swat on the shoulder from Kurt. Finn gasped at the act, causing Blaine to laugh. "Don't worry Finn, Kurt beats me up all the time!" Blaine joked.

"I sure hope not," a deeper voice boomed in return, before Finn even had a chance to reply.

Burt chuckled as Blaine looked about to find the source of the new voice.
"Well, Blaine you treat my son well, I can only hope he treats you well back, or maybe I'll have to punish my son," Burt joked, earning a scowl from Kurt.

"Don't frown Kurt, think of the wrinkles!", Carole joked, entering the living room everyone was now gathered in.

"What is this? 'Pick on Kurt day?' I didn't get the memo!" Kurt whined, "No, apparently you think it's beat up Blaine day!" Finn joined in. High-Fiving his parents and Blaine as Kurt stammered in defeat.

"Well, if you are all done with picking on me now, I'd like to spend some time with my boyfriend now, you see-" When Finn butted in. "Yeah yeah yeah, we all heard the past few weeks, 'I'm dying, I need Blaine.'" Kurt redened as the Hudmels chuckled and Blaine pecked Kurt on the check. "That's so sweet, I missed you too."

Kurt smiled a little, and took the opportunity to drag Blaine up the stairs before anyone else had a chance to stop him.

"Leave the door open!" Burt hollared from the bottom of the stairs. Blaine blushed as Kurt shouted back a "Yeah yeah I know!"

Once both re-acquainted with one another, and shared stories of their seperate Christmas', Blaine decided it was time to approach the 'New Years' topic. Kurt noticed that Blaine looked a little nervous suddenly, and started to panic.

"What's wrong Blaine, did I do something-" Blaine's head shot up as soon as Kurt started to question him. "Oh no no no, I just was thinking,"

"Thinking about what?" Kurt asked raising a neatly manicured eyebrow.

"New years," Blaine muttered. If Kurt hadn't been listening intently, he would have completely missed what Blaine had said.

"What about it?" Kurt whispered back, as if were some deep dark secret.

Blaine didn't want to cause a fight, but he really couldn't understand why Kurt didn't want to go. But he knew he had to ask.

"Why don't you want to go to Wes' for new years with me?" Blaine finally blurted out.

Kurt instantly paled. "It's not that I don't want to go with you, Blaine." Kurt started to explain.

Blaine looked up and met eyes with Kurt. He could see the sincerity in his beautiful blue eyes. "Then why?"

"Blaine, I havn't known these boys very long, and with the thought that there will be alcohol, and a whole bunch of boys, and maybe people I don't know, I don't know Blaine, it just makes me all kind of nervous, and I'd just rather not go there."

Blaine paused for a minute. Obviously Wes hadn't done a very good job at promoting his party to Kurt.

"Well, Kurt, for a starters, I'll be there, so you can bet that I wont let anything happen to you. I don't plan on drinking either. And the party is invite only. So it will only be, as far as I know; Wes, David, Thad, Trent, Jeff, Nick, You and little ol' me," Blaine smiled at Kurt, who looked slightly relieved from this new information.

"I don't know Blaine..." Kurt stammered, eyes darting about the room, trying to avoid Blaine's puppy dog eyes.

Blaine knew that it was time to 'Kick things up a notch' and use his secret weapon.

"Kurt, if you go with me, and you have a stink time, I will let you go through all of my clothes, and get rid of the stuff I know you hate, and replace them all on a shopping trip."

Kurt met Blaine's gaze, slightly interested in what Blaine was offering.

"And?"

AND! Blaine thought, what does he mean and! He wants more!

Kurt gave Blaine a mischevious grin, "Will you take me shopping, regardless? 'cos you love me!"

Blaine's jaw dropped, no way was he going to allow this sort of torture to occur, willingly.

"If I get to pick out all of your clothes," Blaine challenged.

Kurt scowled. "No deal."

Blaine frowned. "I'll pay. And I'll do whatever you want all day, without complaining?"

Kurt pursed his lips together in deep thought. "Deal"

Blaine smiled ans gave Kurt a huge wet kiss on the lips causing Kurt to crack up in laughter.

While Kurt was distracted 'Taking your goobers off of my face' Blaine quickly flicked Wes' a text saying he and Kurt would be attending.

*~O~*

The next day, Blaine arrived at Kurt's place once again, bright and early. He was just too excited about the party and spending time with Kurt, that he just couldn't sleep. Although he fellt no fatigue what so ever.

Kurt, an early riser, was already up and dressed, when he recieved a text from Blaine saying he was around the corner. Kurt had to smile at his enthusiasim. If he had of known the party meant so much to him, he would have agreed to go much sooner.

Blaine picked Kurt up, and the pair headed out to a small cafe for breakfast. It was nice spending time just the two of them, before the chaos that would unfold that night.

They were surprised that no one said anything or made a face at them through out their entire outing. Holding hands the entire time. They even recieved some kind smiles and greetings from passer-bys.

Wes had said that everyone was turning up at his around 3p.m, and the drive was just over an hour from Kurt's, so the pair decided to get ready together at Kurt's, and have lunch with the Hudmels.

During the drive, Blaine noiced that Kurt seemed tense, and decided that maybe some music would calm him down a little.

"Hey Kurt, why don't you plug your iPod in, and play some music?" Blaine offered, sending Kurt one of his charming smiles, which Kurt snickered at knowingly. "No complaining then," Kurt retorted.

Blaine wasn't entirely surprised when the first song to start blasting from his speakers was a pop song, however he was surprised to notice that the artist was in fact; Adam Lambert.

The music started to kick in, and Blaine started to sing, making faces and directing them to Kurt between watching the road;

Break out all the mechanical Step right up to the freaky intangible Hands uncuffed, take the leash off this animal If it's getting hyphy hit me with a night-c (yeah) Slip right into your stripper shoes Roll the dice, I got snake eyes and deja vu Poppin off and I'm bouncing with ballyhoo Tune in (tune in) Turn on (turn on) Drop out

Kurt took his hand resting on the console as he joined in with Blaine for the chorus;

Going down the rabbit hole Get away from all we know Come on, follow Come on and follow me Going down the rabbit hole Even hoes and gigolos Come on, follow Come on and follow me Quick slow high or low You're never gonna know for sure See in stereo Down the rabbit hole

Blaine turned his attention back to the road a little more as Kurt took over for the next verse, as the roads in these parts tended to get a little windy;
Catnip and honey, teatime and all over town (all over town, all over town) Houses of candy, build 'em up and then burn 'em down (burn em down, just burn em down) It melts in your face and not in your armour It starts in the bass and it ends in the crystal ball

As they traveled through a more straighter part of the road, Blaine jumped back into the song with Kurt, sharing loving and seductive glances as often as possible;

Going down the rabbit hole Get away from all we know Come on, follow Come on and follow me Going down the rabbit hole Even hoes and gigolos Come on, follow Come on and follow me Disco rodeo In my kaleidoscope Cleopatra knows What's down the rabbit hole

There was a slight break for a dance part, but Blaine and Kurt opted for making extravagant arm movements and shimmying about, earning odd looks from drivers traveling in the other direction;

(Who are you?)
(Who are you?) (Who are you?)
Who, Who, who are you?
(Who are you?)
Who, Who, who, who are you?
(Who are you?)
(Who are you?)

The rest of the drive was rather un-eventful, but was filled with more singing and loving gazes.

Before they knew it they had arrived at Wes' rather large home, and we're heading inside.

*~O~*

By around 6ish, the party was in full swing. The eight boys opting to not drink in order to make Kurt more comfortable. That didn't mean to say they didn't drink a shit tonne of soda to make up for it.

After snacking on pizza that Wes' had called for, a very hyped up Thad declared that; seeing as they were all in a glee club, they should sing. KARAOKE TIME! (AN: Wanna Ben Ref!)

Wes and Thad spent a good half hour setting up the Karaoke equipment, that they had rented from a party hire store, incase of a singing emergency, whilst the others flicked through the song choices.

Blaine squealed in delight when he came across a Katy Perry song, which the others very quickly shot down, begging him to "Save it for later!"

Nick and Jeff decided to go first, being the most 'sugar high' of the bunch, opting for the Tenacious D classic; Tribute.

The guitar on the backing track started strumming, and Jeff started off the song with the spoken part;

Jeff: This is the greatest and best song in the world... Tribute.
Long time ago me and my brother Nick here,
we was hitchhikin' down a long and lonesome road.

Nick took his cue to jump in, and took over from the story;
Nick: All of a sudden, there shined a shiny demon... in the middle... of the road.
And he said:

Thad, being the 'demon' he was, jumped up and stole the karaoke mic from Nick's hands, and sang the demon's lines;
Thad: "Play the best song in the world, or I'll eat your souls."

He flashed his eyes, and gave the two a menacing look, causing Nick to laugh, and Jeff to drop his karaoke mic. Nick passed him his, so as he didn't miss his cue;
Jeff: Well me and Nick, we looked at each other,
and we each said...

The pair looked at each other, seriousness plastered across their faces, gaining more laughter from the other Warblers;

Both: "Okay."
Nick: And we played the first thing that came to our heads,
Just so happened to be,
The Best Song in the World, it was The Best Song in the World.

The other boys jumped up from where they were sitting spread across Wes' lounge/rumpus room, and joined in with the boys;

Both: Look into my eyes and it's easy to see One and one make two, two and one make three,
It was destiny.
Once every hundred-thousand years or so,
When the sun doth shine and the moon doth glow And the grass doth grow...

The music slowed down again as Jeff continued with the spoken story part of the song;

Jeff: Needless to say, the beast was stunned.
Whip-crack went his Whoopy tail,
And the beast was done.
He asked us: "

Thad jumped back up with the boys, snorting loudly before saying the demon's final line;

Thad: Be you angels?"

Both: And we said, "Nay. We are but men."
Rock!
Ahhh, ahhh, ahhh-ah-ah,
Ohhh, whoah, ah-whoah-oh!

Nick and Jeff jumped up on the coffee table, and air-guitared for their loving audience;

Nick: This is not The Greatest Song in the World, no.
This is just a tribute.
Jeff: Couldn't remember The Greatest Song in the World, no, no.
This is a tribute, oh,

Nick: To The Greatest Song in the World,
All right! It was The Greatest Song in the World,

Jeff: All right! It was the best muthafuckin' song the greatest song in the world.

Nick and Jeff then proceded to skat out the break in the song, earning a large wave of 'woops' 'dayums' and 'heck-yeahs!'

Nick: And the peculiar thing is this my friends:
The song we sang on that fateful night it didn't actually sound anything like this song.

The two boys jumped about the room on random furniture as they belted out the last portion of the song;

Both: This is just a tribute! You gotta believe it!
And I wish you were there! Just a matter of opinion.
Ah, fuck! Good God, God lovin',
So surprised to find you can't stop it.

[Skat]

All right! All right!

The boys burst into applause, as Nick and Jeff took their bows on top of Wes' coffee table.

*~O~*

At the midgnight, the boys all wooped and cheered, throwing confetti and glitter all about the room.

But after a few hours of Karaoke, and still high on sugar, the boys decided to collectively announce that they were bored.

As Wes talked to the two other council members about movie options, Nick, Blaine and Trent, snuck out of the room, and decided to venture upstairs to Wes' room.

"How many rooms are there?" Nick asked, after opening the tenth door, and having it still not be Wes' room. "God knows!" Trent cackled, almost unable to stand with he silliness off their situation. Clearly fatigue and sugar were causing some of the boys to go loopy.

Blaine opened the door to a room at the end of the hallway, and waltzed on in. Having not turned the lights on, Trent flicked the switch on and followed.

"Well, this has to be it then!" Nick exclaimed, as he examined the very pink room. The other two dropped to the ground in laughter.

Downstairs the others had just noticed the other three were missing.

"Well, lets look for a dvd," Trent suggested, as they opened cupboards and scowered the shelves. Suddenly Blaine burst into laughter, and pulled a box set off of one of the bookselves. "Sucess!" He hollared, surely loud enough for even the boys downstairs to hear.

"What you got there Blainey-boy?" Nick mocked, prying the box out of Blaine's hand, and then bursting into laughter also.

"We have to watch this!" Nick chuckled, handing the box to Trent, as the three of them left the room for downstairs.

Kurt and Jeff were having a quiet conversationon one side of the room, and the council were snatching DVD's from one another. "I don't want to watch 'Pirates of the Carribean!'it's boring!" Wes snapped at Thad, "Well, 'Ghostbusters' is too old!" Thad snapped back.

"Never fear, gentlemen, we have found our entertainment for tonight!" Nick interupted the squabble. "You mock us, sir?" Thad queeried Nick.

"What did you have in mind?" David asked, raising an eyebrow expectantly.

"This!" Trent laughed, handing the box set over to David. Who took one look at the box, then one look at Wes, and cracked up.

Wes snatched the box and sighed. "You lot have been in my sisters room,"

"Put it on! Put it on! Put it on!" Trent and Nick chanted, finally gaining attention from the other two boys in the room, had had up until this point tried to ignore the fight.

"And what would that be?" Kurt asked, sauntering over to the group alongside Jeff.

"Queer as folk," Cackled Nick, ploping himself in the middle of the sofa, as Wes' grumbled, shoving the first DVD in.

The boys all laughed and joked the whole way through a quater of season one. While Kurt and Blaine blushed their ways through the 'sex scenes', always causing barrels of laughter from the others and many jokes.

At the very early hours of the morning, Blaine announced that he hadn't forgotten to perform his Katy Perry song, and decided, while veryone was starting to drift off, to bust out 'Peacock'.

As the song started, the music seemed to wake everyone up, and they all jumped about on the furniture as Blaine and Thad started to sing the intro;

Blaine & Thad: I wanna see your peacock, cock, cock Your peacock, cock Your peacock, cock, cock Your peacock I wanna see your peacock, cock, cock Your peacock, cock Your peacock, cock, cock Your peacock

David decided that he wanted to join in, so snatched one of the mics off of Thad, and busted out the first verse, dancing rather erotically on the coffee table for the boys;

David: Word on the street, you got somethin' to show me, ee Magical, colorful, Mr. Mystery, ee I'm intrigued, for a peek, Heard it's fascinating Words are mislead Such a tease Wanna see the show In 3D, a movie Heard it's beautiful Be the judge And my girls gonna take a bow

Jeff pulled Kurt up with him on the table, as he snatched up the mic's and handed one over to Kurt. The pair sashayed and shimmied as they sang the pre chorus;

Kurt & Jeff: I want the jaw droppin, eye popin, head turnin, body shockin (Uh, uh, oh, Uh, uh, uh, oh)
I want my heart throbbin, ground shakin, show stoppin, amazin (Uh, uh, oh, Uh, uh, uh, oh)

All of the boys tried to pile on the coffee table to get as close as possible to one of the two microphones, as they all belted out the chorus;

ALL: Are you brave enough to let me see your peacock?
Don't be a chicken boy, stop acting like a beeotch I'ma peace out if you don't give me the pay off Come on baby let me see What you're hiding underneath Are you brave enough to let me see your peacock?
What you're waiting for, it's time for you to show it off Don't be a shy kinda guy I'll bet it's beautiful Come on baby let me see Whatchu hidin' underneath

I wanna see your peacock, cock, cock Your peacock, cock Your peacock, cock, cock Your peacock I wanna see your peacock, cock, cock

Your peacock, cock Your peacock, cock, cock Your peacock

Wes decided that he was not going to miss the opportunity to join in on the raunchy song, garbbed hold of a mic and sang;

Wes: Skip the talk, heard it all, time to walk the walk Brake me off, if you bad, show me how's the boss Need some goose, if you lose, come on take a shot

I wanna see your peacock, cock, cock Your peacock, cock Your peacock, cock, cock Your peacock I wanna see your peacock, cock, cock Your peacock, cock Your peacock, cock, cock Your peacock

The mics were frantically passed around, and Nick and Trent finally got their part of the song;

Nick & Trent: Oh my good no exaggeration Noy all this time was worth the waiting I just shared a tear I'm so unprepared You've got the finest architecture And on the rainbow looking treasure Such a sight to see And it's all for me

"Wow, gay enough for you?" Kurt joked as they all sighed and panted, and flopping onto the floor out of exhaustion.

"Never!" Thad joked, earning a scowl from the brunette.

"Hey Kurt, don't be mean!" Jeff defended, hugging Thad tighly as he faked cried.

"Are you serious?" Wes laughed, throwing his head back in laughter at the other boys antics.

"Dead serious!" Jeff smiled, as Thad then whispered something in his ear.
Jeff pulled his iPod out of his pocket, and jumped to his feet, heading toward the sound system on the far side of the room.

Once set up, Jeff hit 'PLAY' and Thad began to rap, earning odd looks from the others;

Thad: Some people say that rappers don t have feelings,
We have feelings.

Jeff: We have feelings

Thad: Some people say that we are not rappers.

Jeff: We're rappers.

Thad: Hurts our feelings.

Jeff: Hurts our feelings when you say we're not rappers.

Thad: Some people say that rappers are invincible We're vincible.

Jeff: We're vincible.

Thad: What you are about to hear are true stories

Jeff: Real experiences

Thad: Autobiographical raps.

Jeff: Things that happened to us, All true

Thad: Bring the rhyme!

Jeff then started to rap the first verse, glaring at the other boys in mock anger as the boys all attempted to hide their laughter;

Jeff:
I make a meal for my friends,
Try to make it delicious,
Try to keep it nutritious,
Create wonderful dishes.
Not one of them thinks about the way I feel Nobody compliments the meal

Both: I got hurt feelings, I got hurt feelings

Jeff: I feel like a prize sshole,
No one even mentions my casserole.
Both: I got hurt feelings, I got hurt feelings.
Jeff: You coulda said something nice about my profiteroles

Thad: Here s a little story to bring a tear to your eye,
I was shopping for a wetsuit to scuba dive,
But every suit I tried is too big around the thighs,
And the assistant suggested I try a ladies size

Both: I got hurt feelings, I got hurt feelings

Thad: I m not gonna wear a ladies wetsuit I'm a man!
Both: I got hurt feelings, I got hurt feelings

Thad: Get me a small man s wetsuit, please

Jeff: It s my birthday, 2003 Waitin for a call from my family

They forgot about me

Thad: I got hurt feelings, I got hurt feelings

Jeff: The day after my birthday is not my birthday, Mum

Thad: I call my friends and say, Let s go into town, But they re all too busy to go into town So I go by myself, I go into town Then I see all my friends, they re all in town

Jeff: I got hurt feelings, I got hurt feelings.
Thad: They re all lined up to watch that movie Maid in Manhattan.

Jeff: Have you even been told that your ss is too big?
Thad: Have you ever been asked if your hair is a wig?
Jeff: Have you ever been told you re mediocre in bed?
Thad: Have you ever been told you ve got a weird-shaped head?
Jeff: Has your family ever forgotten you and driven away?
Thad: Once again, they forgot about J

Jeff: Were you ever called homo cuz at school you took drama?
Thad: Have you ever been told that you look like a llama?

Both: Tears of a rapper (tears of a rapper),
I m crying tears of a rapper Tears of a rapper

Tears rolled down the other boys faces as they gasped for air as they rolled about, dying of laughter at the display they had just witnessed.

Thad and Jeff high-fived each other as they joined the others on the couch.

By now all of the boys were exhausted and it was probably time to get some sleep.

*~O~*

Music Credits:

-Adam Lambert - Down The Rabbit Hole (LISTEN TO THIS MAN LIVE *gargles*)
-Tenacious D - Tribute (Comedy GOLD!)
-Katy Perry - Peacock -Flight Of The Conchords - Hurt Feelings (asdfghjkl KIWI LEDGENDS. If You Have Never Heard Of Them, Change That, Like YESTERDAY! So Funny, So Epic, So Radd!)

If You Thought That All That Shiat That Happened Was Odd. OR Random. Truth Be Told, My Inspiraation Was Katie And I Tried To Pull A Queer As Folk Marathon All Nighter. I Got Sick, But When I Checked Our History We Watched Some Wierd Shit. Hahahahahahahahaa.

R+R If Ya Like. Eat A Jar Of Nutella If You Like That Too.

-Jaydee (Cyanide-Pansy)