The previous chapter was probably the shortest chapter EVER, but I have this thing where I have to chop up my writing so that it flows the way I want, you know? Anyways... Onward! (by the way, eye black is the stuff football players use to block off the glare)
"You brought cookies? To a stakeout?"
"I made them myself," Emma said cheerily as she offered one to Will. He couldn't help but laugh. Emma, who had found it not only appropriate to wear a black sweater and black jeans (something Will thought Emma didn't own), but also eye black. It was a funny sight, and a tad ironic, seeing her in this get-up while offering him cookies as if they were back in her home. Will shrugged and took a cookie. "So, what, we just wait for her to leave, and then break in?" Emma rolled her eyes. "We're not breaking in, we're just... Entering without permission."
"And how exactly are we gonna get in?"
"Last week Figgins confiscated a lock picking kit from Karofsky. Apparently he had tried to sneak into the locker rooms while the freshman boys were changing, and Coach Beiste caught him. I told him his father called and asked to get it back, so he gave it to me." Will chuckled. "You've really thought all of this through, haven't you?" Emma nodded and turned back to watching Holly's house with a pair of binoculars. "Emma, you don't need binoculars, her house is just across the stre-"
"Shh, look!" Emma pointed to the house. Coming out of the front door was Holly, looking a bit more done up than usual. Her hair was a bit curled and she donned a form-fitting black dress with ultra-high heels. Will let out a low whistle, making Emma roll her eyes. Holly strutted to her car, digging through her purse as she did. Suddenly, her purse fell, and the contents spilled across the concrete in front of her home. Emma and Will both leaned forward curiously as Holly groaned and kneeled to pick up her things. "Oh, my God," Emma breathed. She pulled away from her binoculars and turned to Will. "Emma, don't jump to conclusions -"
"Will, no one carries that with them -"
"I'm sure lots of people do, Emma."
"Who do you know that carries a strap-on and a gun with them?" Emma hissed at Will. He blushed at the mention of the adult item as Emma leaned back in her seat and closed her eyes. "Oh, my God, Will, she wants to kill me!" Just then, Emma's phone went off. The high-pitched noise sent an echo throughout the car. "Shit, Emma, turn that off!" Will whispered as he looked Holly's way. She was the one calling, he noticed. And she had heard the ring as well. Holly looked around curiously to find where the noise was coming from. Emma hurried to turn the phone on silent before leaning as far back in her seat as possible and answering the phone. "Hello?"
"Hey, Red. I'm leaving right now. Are you and Carl home?"
"Uh huh." Emma watched as Holly looked around. "Oh, okay. Can I talk to Carl?" she asked lightly. Emma looked at Will, who simply shrugged. "Uh, Carl? He's... in the shower." She heard Holly scoff in disbelief. "Yeah. Alright. I should be there in twenty." Before Emma had a chance to say goodbye, Holly hung up and drove off in her car.
Emma and Will sat for a couple minutes to make sure she was out of the neighborhood before getting out of the car. "Emma, are you sure you want to do this?" Will asked as the two walked briskly to the front door. "I've never been more sure." She kneeled in front of the doorknob and tried to pick the lock. "Come on, come on," she muttered as she worked the tool into the lock. "Emma?" Will said. She ignored him and continued working. "Emma -"
"Will, I'm not gonna change my mind, I refuse to have the entire city look at me like I'm the world's biggest... "
Will dangled a key in front of her face. "... Whore?" Will teased as he handed it to her. She rolled her eyes and unlocked the door. The two walked in cautiously as if motion detective lasers had been set up. "That bitch," Will exclaimed as he walked into the living room. "What happened?" Emma asked curiously.
"She told me she lost my Dream Girls DVD. It's right here!" Will scoffed and stuck the DVD under his arm. "Dream Girls, Will?" Will shrugged. "It's a good movie. Made me cry." Emma rolled her eyes and headed to the bedroom. "Check the living room and the kitchen!" she called over her shoulder before heading into the oh-so familiar master bedroom of the Holiday abode.
She started first in the closet. Clothes flew across the room and onto the floor, the bed, and nightstand as Emma searched for a tape or DVD. Shit. Emma rubbed the bridge of her nose in annoyance and scavenged the nightstands. Nothing. Emma sighed and looked around at the mess she made. Serves her right, Emma thought to herself. She couldn't help but feel the tiniest bit guilty trashing Holly's room...
"Emma?" Will called as he searched the living room. "Emma, I don't see it..." Will glanced around for a sign of the redhead, but saw no one. "Emma?" Will headed down the hall and to Holly's room. "Emma, have you found...?" Will's voice trailed off as he saw what she was doing. "What are you doing?"
Beside Emma were 3 stacks of clothes neatly hung on hangers and coordinated by colour and style. "I was looking for the tape... And I got distracted." Will smirked as Emma smoothed out a few wrinkles in a shirt next to her. "I didn't find it," Will said. "Me either... Um... Alright, check the kitchen, I'll check the bathroom." Will nodded and walked out as Emma grabbed the clothes and quickly hung them up.
She had no idea where to go from here. Not finding the tapes hadn't crossed her mind during the planning, and now that their time was running out and neither had found a single trace of it, it seemed even more plausible that the two would leave empty handed. She sat on the bed again and thought. If she was hiding a tape, where would she hide it? That's ridiculous, I'd never have one like this in the first place. Emma ran a hand through her hair. Where would I never look? Emma asked herself. She thought for a moment, trying to think of somewhere they might have overlooked.
Suddenly there was a crash. Emma quickly stood and headed to the kitchen. "Will, what... What are you doing?" Emma asked curiously. In front of a now shirtless Will Schuester was broken glass and juice. "S-Sorry, I was making drinks." Emma tilted her head suspiciously. "I was thirsty..."
"And water wouldn't do it?" Emma asked as she held up the bottle of Stolichnaya Will had open on the counter. Will shrugged and grinned boyishly. Emma rolled her eyes and walked over to the mess. "Whoa, what are you doing?"
"I'm trying to clean this up," Emma said. Will grabbed her arm. "No, no, no. That'll take you an hour to clean up. I've got it." Will walked over to the storage closet in the hall and grabbed a broom and dustpan, then hastily brushed the mess into the pan, leaving a thin residue of liquid on the ground. "Just let me sanitize the -"
"No, just leave it, it'll... Wait. Do you hear that?" Emma held her breath and listened out for any noise. A car door slammed in the background. "Shit! Holly's home!" Will hissed. Emma's eyes widened. "Come on, we have to hide," Will said as he pulled Emma's hand. The two rushed into the guest bedroom and cramped themselves into the closet. Just as they did, Emma's phone vibrated. She looked at it nervously. It was Holly.
With shaking hands, Emma answered. "H-Hello?" she said in a low voice. Will rubbed his forehead with the palm of his hands and sighed. "Hey, Red. Sorry, I had to run back home. I feel like I left something..." Emma looked at Will and wordlessly mouthed 'What should I say?" Will shrugged. "That's fine." Just as she said that, the front door slammed. "Uh, what time will you be over?" Emma asked, this time making sure her voice was lower and her words quicker. "Oh, I don't know..." Holly entered the living room and looked around before heading to the kitchen. "I'll be there as soon as I find what I'm looking for." Emma licked her lips nervously. Suddenly she grabbed Will's phone from his hand and quickly pressed buttons. "Okay. I'll see you later, then."
"No, stay on the phone." Emma blushed for a reason unknown to her and hit one more button before handing the phone back to Will. "I-I can't, I was in the middle of -"
"Fapping?" Emma scoffed. "No!"
"It was just a guess. You sound all hot and bothered. Is Carl going down on you? Or is Will? Or maybe Charlie?" Emma quickly recapped her night with Charlie in her head. "No. None of them are... I'm sitting, in my room, waiting for you to get here."
Suddenly, the closet door opened. Will's jaw fell as Emma gasped. Holly stood in front of them, smirking lasciviously. She hung up her phone and looked Emma up and down. "Holly... Hi."
One more chapter, guys! Or, if you guys think it'd be good to end with an epilogue, like 'a year later' or something, lemme know! I'd really love to hear some feedback. Secondly! I think I'm gonna start posting fanfics on livejournal... But should I post them on here as well? I don't know... Oh, and one more thing! Any ideas? I wanna write another funny one. I'd love some ideas... Anyways, thanks for reading!