Chapter 50- The Wonderful Wizard of Oz-Part 3

Disclaimer: Nope, Still don't own Glee. Blah!

Author's Note: I guess this is where the buildup has been leading. I hope I don't disappoint you guys. This really took a long time to flesh everything out, but I think I'm finally happy with it. Please let me know what you think.

There is a mashup in this chapter. Sorry if I screwed it up. Kaitlyn's lines are in italics, and Blaine's are bolded. I hope it isn't too confusing to read. I couldn't really find a mashup of the two that I liked, so this was born.

I currently have two favorite stories right now that I read as soon as they are updated: Butterfly Wings, by Voyage Asia is the first. If you haven't read it, it is an Au about model Kurt and the front man of Vogue, Blaine Anderson. She effortlessly weaves in canon, and the characters are highly authentic. The second is an AU called "Unanswered Prayers, by SimplyAprillyn. It's the story of Finn returning back to Lima with his teenage daughter after the untimely death of Rachel. It is beautiful. It will be Friday or Saturday before the next update, so check those out in the mean time. I'm currently reading a few other fics as well: Smile for Me by kathy775577, Well suited, by It's Not Easy being Queen, and 27 weddings by GleekoutKlaine. Happy reading.

Thank you to DJ Eclipse for editing this for me.

Thanks for the reviews on the last chapter by Icanbdance, belindaheflin1, crissbookworm1, and reviews from previous chapters by voyageAsia. You guys made my day.

Without further ado.

Sunday, November 15, 2009

Cooper Anderson, Central Westerville Auditorium

"I can't wait to see Blaine perform. He's going to be so great," Pam said as she gave me a small peck on the cheek.

"He did really great this weekend when we read through his lines," I said , "even though he didn't take my advice."

"What advice was that, son?" asked Nick, looking at me curiously.

"I just told him he needed to channel his own Nick Cage. You know, show a little more intensity."

"But isn't he supposed to be a scared, sissy, little lion?" Dad asked.

"Well, yeah, but he becomes more courageous. It was just a suggestion."

"Let's just trust that Blaine knows what he's doing." Pam added. "I can't wait to see him on stage again."

"You guys, go find our seats, I'm going to check on our little lion." I walked backstage, and he was sitting at the mirror, checking his makeup. "Hey, Little munchkin."

"You're never going to quit calling me that, are you?"

"Nope, I grinned. Privileges of being the big brother, Munchkin. Are you ready?"

"I think so. I'm not really in the first act, so I'm just going to watch backstage. It really is a good production. The cast is amazing."

"So, how are things with Thomas?"

"Um, I guess they are ok. I didn't really talk to him much this morning. I did get a text wishing me good luck. I think he's avoiding me a little after what happened yesterday. I think Ethan and I are ok now, though."

"Really?"

"Yeah, I think he truly loves Thomas. You better believe it though, that I told him I'd kick his ass if he ever hurt Thomas."

I grinned. "Awwww, my Blainers is still jealous."

"A little, yes. They are soul mates though. Who am I to stand in their way? I'm just lonely I got use to having someone, you know. I just don't know if I will ever find anyone in Ohio."

"Blaine, you go to an all boy school. Aren't some of your friends gay?"

"Nick and Jeff are dating each other, and trust me, there's no breaking them up, literally. They are attached at the face more so than not. It's cute, but it's just a reminder that I'm alone."

"Oh cheer up, Munchkin. You'll find someone someday. You are too great guy to end up alone."

"Um, thanks. So, how did things go with dad?"

"You were right about talking to him."

"Of course I was. He tries, Coop. So what did he say?"

"He told me to get a job, and that he would help me with rent and the basics. He didn't tell me to quit acting. I figured he would try to talk me into going back to school."

"Do you think he could've talked you into it?"

"No, I probably would've argued with him if he tried. I was kind of expected that."

"See, growth."

"Yeah, you're right.

"Is he here?"

"Of course he's here, Blaine. He's proud of you, but if you hear someone screaming "That's my Blaine," or something like that, that's probably me?"

"You mean, you'd be the embarrassing, loud mouth in the crowd. No, who'd ever imagine that?"

"Oh, hush. Remember, don't forget to point."

"Um, if it fits the scene, I might, but right now; I'm just going to try to remember all my lines."

"Break a leg, Blaine. I'm proud of you."

I walked back down to the seats, and found mom and dad in the second row. They saved me a seat.

"Is he nervous?" mom asked me.

"No, he's ready," I smiled.

Saturday, November 14, 12:45 P.M.

Kurt Hummel-Central Westerville High Auditorium-Intermission

Thomas and Ethan were waiting at the coffee shop, hand in hand when I arrived. They were adorable. "I see you took my advice."

"Kurt, this is Ethan."

"So that means I get to take Blaine off your hands." I looked at Ethan up and down. "Sorry, Thomas decided you're his."

Ethan gave me a very puzzled look. "I'm afraid I have no clue to what you are referring."

"It's an inside joke, babe." Thomas chuckled. "It's Kurt way of saying he thinks you are a catch, though."

"But you don't actually know me."

"Thomas says great things."

"He better," Ethan chuckled.

"Hey, that hat is fabulous!" Thomas commented. I wasn't sure when I saw you pick it up, but you made it work."

"I always do. If you would have just listened, you would look as fabulous as I do. Although that vest looks stunning on you."

Ooh! I like this one, Thomas. He's cocky!" Ethan replied.

"I think the term you're looking for is confident and chic."

"Nope, I think I had it right the first time."

I smiled. I could see what Thomas saw in him. He seemed like a really good guy, and he was cute. His black hair was perfectly styled, and his emerald shirt dress shirt was stunning with his black slacks and polished shoes. He also seemed to be completely enraptured by Thomas.

We found our seats, me on the left of Thomas, and Ethan to the right. Their fingers laced together as soon as they were settled in their seats. They were really sweet together.

I was really glad that Thomas convinced me to come to this show. The girl playing Dorothy reminded me a lot of Rachel Berry, especially in Dorothy's wardrobe, minus the red hair. Her voice was amazing, and she had an air like she knew it. The set was outstanding, but I knew it would be because Thomas designed almost the whole thing. His talent really was obvious. We had become really good friends throughout the last few weeks.

I had to say though the most amazing part was the Cowardly lion. He burst onto the stage with unspeakable charisma and energy. His voice was mesmerizing. When he was on stage, I wasn't able to focus on anyone else.

"That's Blaine."

"He's fabulous!"

"He really is!' Thomas remarked. " He's made to be on the stage. He's home there."

"Shhhh!" The guy behind us hissed. We watched quietly, my eyes completely focused upon Blaine. I could see why Thomas was attracted to him, although I didn't even know what he really looked like. His face was covered in heavy makeup, and the lion suit was kind of bulky. I'm glad I didn't have to play that role. I'd have to do extra maintenance on my skin just to get it to recover after all that makeup clogging my pores.

At intermission, Thomas tapped me lightly on the arm.

What do you think, Kurt?"

"I'm impressed. The set is fantastic, and the cast is really talented."

"Hey babe, I'm going to get us some more popcorn. Do you want anything?" Ethan sweetly asked Thomas.

"Some red vines, if they have any."

"Alright. Well. I'll be back soon." He pressed a gentle kiss to Thomas' cheek.

"He's really great, Thomas. I like him."

"Kurt, thanks for your advice. I would have completely regretted it if I didn't go and make up with him yesterday."

"It must've been something."

"Why do you say that?"

"There's a small hickey on the side of your neck, just at the base of your collar."

"Crap, he didn't tell me that."

I chuckled. "So everything is good with you two, obviously."

"Better than ever."

"And what about Blaine?"

"We're best friends. He texted me this morning, and we agreed that was best for us, although I really want to sit down and talk to him. He's a great guy. What do you think of his performance?"

"He even has the eyes of a lion, golden and intense. I can see why you fell for him. You said he serenaded you right in front of the entire school. He seems really sweet. I was trying not to stare. It was those eyes."

"His eyes are gorgeous. I think it's the color, and those long lashes. And yes, he's very sweet. He's a hopeless romantic, but he's a little gullible. He forgets that not everyone is as sweet and romantic as he is."

"I'd love to meet him." I hoped that my voice didn't sound too eager.

"Can you stay after the performance?"

"Only for a few minutes. My dad needs me at the garage."

"I could introduce you. I think you too could be really great friends."

"I really wouldn't want to impose.

"You wouldn't be. Are you and Blaine ok though?

"We will be. Ethan said he came and talked to him yesterday. He promised to step back."

"That was admirable."

"I think it needs to happen, although I'm going to miss talking to him every day. We always said we were just friends, but I'm sure we could really classify ourselves as only friends. We both believe in soul mates, though, and I think we both came to the conclusion that we aren't each others.

"You're probably right. Intermission is almost over. Let's go check on Ethan, and see if he needs anything."

"That sounds good."

Sunday, November 15, 2009

Jenny, Central Westerville Auditorium (on the mashup-Kaitlyn's lines are in italics, and Blaine's are bolded.)

The curtain dropped after the final scene, and the cast all lined up in a row and held hands. As they announced the cast, the crowd clapped with appreciation. When they announced Blaine, the audience roared with applause, leading to many of them giving him a standing ovation. Even though Blaine's makeup was applied thickly, I could see the pride displayed on his face. Blaine belonged on that stage.

After the whole cast took a final bow, Mrs. Davis and Mr. Denson stepped forward. stepped forward. "Hello. We wanted to thank everyone in the audience that supported our school, our Glee Club, the band, our theater Department, and our art club. This was a huge undertaking, and the entire cast and crew was very dedicated to the development and production of this musical. However, this particular performance is dedicated to two students, who made this musical what is became. The first is Blaine Anderson, who portrayed our charismatic Cowardly Lion. He is an extremely dedicated and talented performer, and although he is no longer part of the student body at Central, he was dedicated enough to come back and perform for us today.

The crowd all stood up this time and applauded warmly as Blaine stood there with his chin raised proudly. I cheered and screamed his name. Eric gave him a pat on the back.

Mrs. Davis spoke again. Next, we need to acknowledge another vital person to this production. Applaud if you think that the set was fantastic. The crowd roared with applause. Every design, every backdrop, and the majority of the props were all the vision of one young man. This young man was scouted by the prestigious Chicago Academy of the Arts before he could finish, but he has worked on every musical production and dramatic production we have put on since 2007, when he was only a Freshman. He began working on the set before anyone else in the production, beside Mr. Denson and I, which took some of his summer break. Actually, we only took on such a huge production because he assured us that he could do it. He recruited the teams needed to help build all the sets, and supervised them as they built them, although he and his mother executed Emerald city, the tornado, and the Yellow Brick Road on his own. We only expect bigger things from you as time passes. Everyone, please give a big round of applause for Thomas Hendrix. Come up here young man. His cheeks turned bright pink as he stumbled onto the stage, partly from shock, and part awe. Mrs. Davis hugged him, and Mr. Denson presented him with the VIP award, and tears of joy started to fall from Thomas' eyes.

Katlyn and Blaine came to the center of the stage. Blaine spoke first. "Thomas is my best friend, the best friend anyone could ever ask for. I remember seeing his sketchbook for the first time, and I was absolutely blown away by his attention to detail and his flawless technique, but what is even more amazing about Thomas, is what an amazing person he is. He is self-motivated, usually working when others have been sleeping or relaxing. His focus and dedication are inspiring, which is what made him so easy to listen to when he gave suggestions or advice. Thomas, I know that you think that we were the stars of the show, but the truth is, this all would have been impossible without you. This is a tribute to you.

Katlyn Stepped forward and began singing.

Something has changed within me

Something is not the same

I'm through with playing by the rules

Of someone else's game

Too late for second-guessing

Too late to go back to sleep

It's time to trust my instincts

Close my eyes... and leap!

At this point, Blaine's voice began singing "Somewhere Over the Rainbow" as Katlyn continued to belt out Defying Gravity. He really did sing with every ounce of passion that he possessed, and the two of them paired together could bring you to tears.

It's time to try

Somewhere over the rainbow

Defying gravity

Way up high,

I think I'll try

There's a land that I dreamed of

Defying gravity

Once in a lullaby.

Kiss me goodbye

Somewhere over the rainbow

I am defying

Skies are blue,

gravity

And the dreams that you dare to dream

And you won't bring me down!

Really do come true.

Then, all of a sudden, the rest of the cast joined in on the harmonies as Katlyn and Blaine both sang their songs beautifully, their voices blending and soaring together with each contrasting note.

I'm through accepting limits

Someday I'll wish upon a star

'cause someone says they're so

And wake up where the clouds

Some things I cannot change

are far Behind me.

But till I try, I'll never know!

Too long I've been afraid of

Where troubles melt like lemon drops

Losing love I guess I've lost

High above the chimney tops

Well, if that's love

That's where you'll find me.

It comes at much too high a cost!

Somewhere

I'd sooner buy

over the rainbow

Defying gravity

Bluebirds fly.

Kiss me goodbye

Birds fly

I'm defying gravity

over the rainbow.

I think I'll try

Why then,

Defying gravity

oh, why can't I?

And you won't bring me down!

Thomas stood on stage with the largest smile I had ever seen, tears of joy streaming down his face, his eyes glowing with glee. Each cast and crew member shook his hand or gave him a hug and thanked him for all that he had done for the production. Blaine was last, and he engulfed Thomas in his embrace, with a joyous smile spread over his face. At that time, Ethan stood up and joined him on stage, wrapping him in his arms, smiling just as big. Ethan shook hands with Blaine, as Blaine stepped aside. A single tear slid down his face as he watched Ethan put his arm back around Thomas. Thomas looked over the crowd and mouthed the words thank you to the audience as he took one more look around and smiled, completely overjoyed.

I was so proud of both Blaine and Thomas. Thomas seemed so happy, finally free and content and I knew that he finally felt appreciated and as though he had a place he belonged.

As for Blaine, his presence and performance on the stage was mesmerizing. I walked up on the stage and hugged him tightly, and he returned the hug.

"I'm proud of you Blaine."

"Thanks, Jenny.

"I'm proud of you too, Blaine." We turned around, and Blaine's father had his arms opened wide. "Son, that was incredible. You were incredible."

"Thanks, dad. I'm glad you are here."

"I wouldn't have missed it for anything in the world. You're right son. You belong on that stage."

There was genuine joy on his face. I stepped away to let them have a moment. I kissed Erik's cheek, and then I found Thomas.

"So, who is this handsome guy?"

"Well, you already know who I am. I assume that handsome guy you are referring to is this handsome guy here."

"You haven't changed. You know who I mean. "

"Jenny, this is my boyfriend, Ethan."

I smiled as I looked him up and down. "Nice," I nodded. "I'm Jenny," I said, as I extended my hand toward him."

"It's nice to meet you," he said, shaking my hand gently. "Thomas has told me a lot about you."

"He better have. He's told me great things about you too. You guys are designing a set for a show there too, aren't you?"

"Yeah! The performance is in December. It's been a lot of work. Thomas has been a big help. It's been a lot of work, and he has helped relieve a lot of the stress and pressure."

"I bet he has," I smirked..

"Jenny!" Thomas blushed.

"Sorry, Thomas. You two are just too cute."

"Thanks!"

I could tell that Thomas was elated.

"Well, hey, I have to go find Eric. It was so nice to see you again, Thomas. I'm so happy for you."

"It was nice to see you too."

Ethan grabbed Thomas' hand, ad their fingers wrapped around each others' as Thomas stared lovingly at Ethan. It was obvious that they were madly in love with each other. I knew Blaine wasn't taking it so well. I knew I needed to try to talk to him later. I could tell he needed a friend.

Sunday, November 15, 2009

Blaine, Central Auditorium

After the show wrapped, it was a madhouse. I was smothered with congratulations and hugs from practically everyone in the auditorium. I eventually had to excuse myself because it was extremely hot on that stage with that costume. Thomas and I had texted that morning and agreed to go out for an early dinner before his flight home today. I hurriedly stepped out of that hot suit. I hadn't gelled my hair that day because it kind of sticks to the suit, and costume department would kill me if the gel got caught in the mane again. I didn't even check the mirror as I hurriedly got dressed in my regular clothes. I ran out to the lobby to meet Ethan, Thomas, and Thomas' friend, Kurt.

"Sorry guys, I went as quickly as I could."

I stuck my hand out toward a boy I didn't recognize. "Hi! I'm Blaine."

He smiled at me with perfect teeth. "Kurt." He shook my hand firmly. You were fantastic."

"Thank you. Did you enjoy the show?"

"Yes, it was breathtaking. I envy you. I always wanted to be in a musical. They tried putting one on at McKinley. They didn't go so well. Did you like being the Lion?"

"Yes, I did. Why?"

"Because you still look like him."

"Crap!" I forgot to wash this makeup off.

They all chuckled at me.

"Go wash that makeup off, and then we'll go and get a bite to eat," said Thomas.

"I can't. I have to go. I'm sorry. My dad needs my help in the garage today. But it was nice to meet you too, Blaine," said Kurt. "Bye guys." He waved as he walked away.

They waved, as did I, but I couldn't help but to wonder about this boy. He had on a gorgeous Marc Jacobs jacket, skinny jeans, a form fitting sweater, and a stunning hat. He was adorable. I needed to remember to ask Thomas about him later.

"Dude, do you have a minute. Whoa! Did you purposely leave the makeup on, because it's kind of freaky!" exclaimed Sam.

"Uh, no. I need to go and wash it off."

"Well, hurry up. Someone needs to speak to you."

"Actually, I'm supposed to eat dinner with these guys."

"It's kind of important. The Warbler council is here, and they want to talk to you about your audition."

"Um, but I didn't audition."

"Actually, you kind of did. I invited them to the show. They came to see you perform. They want to talk to you."

Thomas nodded at him. "Blaine, go. You can meet us at the restaurant later, ok."

I nodded. "Thank you."

I ran backstage and washed the makeup off my face. The Warblers watched the show. I had another chance. I knew that Sam had arranged this on purpose. He really was proving to be an amazing friend.

Sunday, November 15, 2009

Thad, Central Westerville Auditorium

"So, they were better than I thought. If all of those performers are in the glee club, they are going to be big competition, bigger than we expected, I said."

"Actually, they were incredible. But I don't think all of them are in the glee club," Wes remarked.

"How do you know," Ian smugly asked.

"Because one of them attends Dalton now. The boy they recognized after the play, Blaine Anderson, tried to audition for us about a month ago."

"The lion. He was remarkable," I said. "His voice was incredible, and he just has a quality about him that makes you want to watch. He just oozes charisma."

"Wes, is this your little way of trying to get him into the Warblers, because if I remember correctly, he didn't show up to his audition."

"He did show up. He was just a little tardy, and someone didn't let him audition."

"Look, we said he could audition in January."

"I think that he did just audition. I move that we vote. All for allowing Blaine in the Warblers?"

Wes, Malcolm, and I raised our hands high.

"All opposed?" Wes asked.

Ian's hand shot up. "Look, I'm captain of the Warblers, and I object to this. He's good, but he can audition just like everyone else, in January."

"January is too late, and you know it. Sectionals are coming up soon, and there is no way we are strong enough to defeat Vocal Adrenaline's soloist. He's a senior, and he's fierce."

"I'm not scared of Jesse St. James," Ian snorted.

"Well, you should be, because he'll wipe the floor with us if you keep insisting on singing all of the solos. Your vocals are not as strong as his, and you know it," Wes commented.

"Do you guys agree with Wesley here?"

"Um, uh. Jesse is great, and Central had some great singers too. I think that Wes has a point," commented Malcolm.

"Come on, Ian. He may just be the secret weapon we need to win this thing. He's incredible, and we need him to win."

"Well, if you think he's so great, that he's better than me, then you can have him. However, expect me to resign for the Warblers."

"Ian, this isn't an ego thing. We need the best soloist we can get to win this thing, but we need you too."

"Well, then, you better make up your mind. What's it going to be, me or this Anderson guy."

Wes smiled. Let's take a vote. "All for inviting Blaine to the Warblers?" The three of us raised our hands again.

"Fine. Fine. I see how you guys are. He can join," Ian huffed.

"Are you going to stay with us?" I asked.

"I guess. You guys still need me, even though you obviously don't recognize talent when you see it."

"Wes, why don't you go tell him the good news. Hey, there's Sam. Sam, do you know where Blaine is?" I ask Sam.

"I can go get him. What do you want me to tell him?"

"Ask him if he still wants to be a Warbler," Wes remarked. "Tell him we will wait for him in the lobby.

Author's Note: That concludes the Wizard of Oz Chapters. I hope they were to your liking. Please read and review.