Disclaimer: Glee belongs to Ryan Murphy and Fox, not me.
"No," Mollie said flatly.
Burt blinked. "No what?" he asked.
She looked him up and down, hands on her hips, rumpling the crinoline of her pale pink prom dress. "You look terrible," she said. "Powder blue? It's disgusting."
"They told me it was cool," he objected.
Mollie rolled her eyes. "We clash," she informed him as she grabbed his hand. "Sometimes I wonder what I see in you, Burt Hummel, because it certainly isn't your fashion sense. Now let's go, or we'll miss the whole prom."
He just grinned as she dragged him into the crepe-paper-festooned gym. She really was awfully cute.
Author's Notes:
SLDKJFLDKSJLFK DRABBLE Y U SO SHORT? SERIOUSLY. HOW YOU BE SO SHORT?
Sigh.
I'm going to post a second drabble today, just to make up for this...
This was inspired by Burt telling the boys about his prom attire in the "Prom Queen" episode. I just knew that Mollie would be horrified by his outfit choice.
But yes! In case you were curious about my silence, I was off at summer camp, bein' the world's best counselor! I've taught middle school Sunday School for five years, and every year we take our kids (usually around 200 or so!) to summer camp for a week. It was an amazing week, my kids are fantastic, God was phenomenally present, I am slathered with oozing bug bites, and I am happy to be home where there is air-conditioning, carpet, and a Cheetoh-free shower. (Don't ask...)
But now I'm back! And ready to write! And stuff! I hope you missed me! I missed all of you...