A/N: Hey. It's been a while, huh? I know, I know. The problem was I had some writers block on this, plus I was working on my weekly PULL, and I've also been toying with the possibility of a new multi-chapter. More info on that at the bottom.
How's everybody been? Good? Bad? Fantasticaboulos? It's really been a while!
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RLM: Anything from anyone of the musicals listed. I recommend No One Mourns the Wicked, since it's mentioned here.
Oh yeah, I forgot to mention, I changed my screen name! oOStarryEyedOo is my new one!
It had been a week since our anniversary, and I figured it was time to go over The List again, since I hadn't achieved a bullet in a while.
*He must be able to play an instrument
Check. Another thing I could already do, no crazy plans necessary. Thank goodness for that...
*He must be able to sing all the songs from my favorite musicals with me.
Oh, crap. That one could take a while...
Because I was an amazing boyfriend, I already knew what Rachel's three top musicals were: Funny Girl, Wicked, and Hairspray. She also liked Mamma Mia and West Side Story, but I decided to stick with the first three for now.
Slowly, a plan formed in my head. Once I finished studying the musicals to the point where I could sing from them, I'd invite Rachel over for a movie night, not telling her what movies until she got there and- bonus!- I'd be subtly humming songs from all the musicals over the week, so she would start to notice. When she came for movie night, I would surprise her with all her favorite musicals, and as soon as the first number of the first show started, I would burst into song and she'd look at me, shocked. "Why, Finn, you know this musical?" She'd ask me, a surprised look in her eyes. I, of course, would answer with a smooth, "Of course I do! Who doesn't know the musical soundtrack to *insert musical name here*?"
And then she'd check another thing off her list and kiss me and we'd all live happily ever after.
I knew the first step of the plan would be coming in possession of the musicals, and I knew just the place to get them...
"Finn, you are aware that half those musicals are Broadway, and there's you can't really get them on DVD unless you buy them illegally?"
I rose my eyebrows, studying Kurt. It was the night after I'd come up with my amazing plan, and I was standing awkwardly in Kurt's room, requesting the musicals. It had occurred to me that maybe this wasn't the best time to ask, because as I walked in, that Blaine kid was hurrying out, looking flushed and slightly embarrassed he stopped me briefly, asking me if I knew where Burt was. I told him he was down in the shop, and he hurried off in that direction. When I walked in the room, Kurt had seemed even more flushed and embarrassed than Blaine. I idly wondered what was going on, but didn't bother to ask- it really wasn't my business, and I had more important reasons to be here, anyway.
Kurt's statement threw me off. Crap. How was I supposed to get the musicals if half of them weren't available through DVD?
Kurt seemed to see my look and took pity on me. "You can, however, get them on YouTube... And, um, there's a way to hook up the laptop to the TV in the living room. I can show you... if you want."
Perfect! All I had to do was learn how to connect YouTube to the TV, and I was good to go. I grinned at Kurt. "That'd be great! How'd you learn to do that?"
Even though he was behind me as we climbed the stairs up to the main floor, I could feel him blush. "Blaine showed me. We had a musical marathon last week, when you on your date with Rachel."
Turning around, I caught a glimpse of sadness before Kurt regained his posture. I frowned. Even if it really wasn't my business, Kurt was my brother now. We had to look out for each other. "You and Blaine doing okay, Kurt? He seemed kinda weird when he left."
"We're doing okay it's just... Finn, do you think I'm sexy?"
Um.
"Oh! I'm so sorry Finn! I'm just kinda dazed right now and not really paying attention and- ugh! Sorry!"
I swallowed hard and turned to face Kurt. "Personally, Kurt, I don't think you're sexy. I'm your straight stepbrother and, um, that would be weird. But I think to other people, you, uh, could... Can we just forget about this?"
Kurt nodded. "Good idea. C'mon, I'll show you how to connect the laptop and TV."
We trudged up the stairs again, and I decided to never ask Kurt about Blaine again.
After Kurt showed me how to do the TV/laptop thing (and left several of the musicals I listed open on tabs on YouTube), he left me alone.
Getting comfy on the sofa, I opened up the laptop and clicked on the first tab. Wicked (Kristen Chenoweth and Idina Menzel) Part One, it was labeled. I maximized the screen and clicked play.
The show started with a blackout, then the lights slowly went up. Something that somewhat resembled a clock hung over the entire stage. The opening lines resembled that of The Wizard of Oz, which I remembered Wicked was supposed to be based off of.
I was pulled out of my thoughts as a loud song began.
"No one mourns the Wicked..."
"Finn? Kurt? Anyone home?"
Burt trudged through the house, looking around for his son or stepson. Carole was away until tomorrow morning, visiting friends who lived further away. He wasn't sure where Kurt or Finn was, but he assumed they were upstairs.
He grabbed some leftover pasta (whole wheat, fat-free, sugar-free, as Kurt had insisted on making) from the fridge, dumping a large portion onto a plate and dropping it in the microwave. Punching the little buttons, Burt suddenly became aware of a light snoring coming from the living room.
"Finn?"
Finn lay, fast asleep on the couch. It looked like Kurt had helped him set up the laptop so he could watch stuff on the TV, but he had fallen asleep while watching. Burt glanced at the screen. The end of a YouTube video shone on the screen, the top titled, Wicked, Part 3.
"Oh, he did not fall asleep watching Wicked. He just did not!"
Burt turned to find his own son, glaring at Finn. "This something you two were watching?"
Kurt shook his head. "Finn was. I didn't have the honor of it. But now that he's shown me how horrible he is about watching musicals, we'll just have to help him out a little..."
"Explain to me why we have to watch them together now?"
Kurt looked up from where he was toying with the laptop and rolled his eyes at me. "Because, Finn. When you tried to watch them alone, you fell asleep- I still can't believe you managed to do that. Really, who falls asleep during Wicked?- so we decided it would be much better if we watched them with you to keep you awake."
By we, Kurt meant him and Blaine, who was currently sitting awkwardly next to me on the couch. After all, the only time we had really talked was when I saw him leaving Kurt's room the other day. I guess the two were okay now, or maybe they were always okay and I was just reading into it too much that day. I don't really know.
Kurt made his way back to the couch, jumping in between Blaine and I. The laptop sat in was on the coffee table in front of us, and Kurt quickly click play on the first musical we were watching (I'm pretty sure it was Wicked again).
This time, when the first song started, two more voiced joined the ones onscreen.
"No one mourns the Wicked!"
This was going to be a long night...
A/N: If there was a third character option to put, I'd put Kurt. He's just so fun to write! Also, I wanted to give you a bit of a time frame, so you know where they are now. I know Finchel broke up in the real show, but this is AU if they never broke up. Everything else would be the same, though.
So the new story idea I've been toying with is a Klaine fic, based off of the 40's movie Rebecca. I watched it a few nights ago and found myself relating several of the characters (read: all) to characters of Glee.
I drew out a plot mountain last night, and I think I might start working on it as soon as this story wraps up!
~S