I just want to chuck something out there, because I've been asked this before and because there's been an increasing trend lately in people asking me to continue a lot of my stories and make oneshots or chapter stories. I've had people ask me to make side stories to stories that are already side stories, and it's just a little bit insane. I mean, I have this story that I update every day, The Kliss Challenge where I have 24 hours to write the story and then my others. I'm not saying I won't write things if I'm asked to, but a lot of the time I can't get it done.

So, here it is, once and for all. You can write in my worlds. If you want to continue on my stories and write what you think would come next, you can. All I ask is you reference where you got the ideas from and let me know so I can go and read it :)

Syaoran-Lover and similarly prompted by e.: I was thinking Sue has yet to appear in any of these chaps so far... so how about I prompt you to have Sue appear behind them right after the Prom pic and then ramble enough to make them kiss? as in "So, Porcelain, I guess you really are gay (reference to Season 1, episode 18 - have you even kissed a boy/no/have you kissed a girl/no...), but I did hope you would have picked someone your own size, as it makes it difficult for me to insult him when I can't look at this face..." and so on, and then that kinda spurs them on somehow to kiss in the mist of all the chaos. XD

TGTDOSBDK.

I've never claimed to be any good at writing Sue as a character. In fact, I try to avoid her dialogue most of the time because I can't do her insults any justice - and I haven't found a writer yet who can. (Ironically, my first ever fic was a Sue story, but whatevs) So I hope it's not too bad... If you know of a story where someone has actually written Sue really well, let me know! :)

Sue

Kurt had never been great with getting his photo taken. In fact, most of the time he was worse than the girls - constantly over-analyzing every photo of himself that ended up on Facebook or in the yearbook. He was too self conscious about his smile, whether his hair was perfect and how his skin was going to look because of the flash. But right now, nothing could keep the smile off his face. Because right now, Kurt Hummel had his arm wrapped around his boyfriend, holding a plastic scepter with a crown perched on his head, and was at his Junior Prom.

Yes, the previous events of the night had been somewhat traumatic and Kurt knew he could never forget his Prom, but it wasn't only for bad reasons. He had still had a great time with Blaine after all, and his boyfriend had really come through for him when he thought he was about to become the humiliation of the school again.

And now they were both grinning for a slightly surprised photographer who obediently took their photo. He was about to request another - perhaps drag Mercedes and Sam in with them - when a figure appeared at his shoulder between himself and Blaine. "So, Porcelain, I guess you really are gay."

Kurt sighed, grabbing Blaine's hand and stepping out of the photo area, Sue following suit. "So where did you find this one - half off at the Lord of the Rings collectable museum?"

Blaine turned to Kurt, raising an eyebrow. He simply shook his head. "It's just her way." He turned his attention back to Sue. "He's from Dalton actually, if you must know."

"I'm Blaine." Blaine held out his hand which Sue stared at for a moment before he drew it back. "You must be Coach Sylvester."

Sue continued to stare at Blaine before turning to Kurt and shaking her head. "Well, I'll tell you the truth, Porcelain. When I heard you were going to an entirely male school, I had high hopes for you, considering the sheer number of male-on-male shenanigans that must occur within those walls." Blaine opened his mouth to interrupt but Kurt squeezed his hand, shaking his head when Blaine looked at him. Not worth it, he mouthed. "And when I heard on my extensive grapevine that you were bringing a boyfriend, I had expectations for you. So you can imagine my disappointment when I saw..." Sue gestured in Blaine's direction. "That."

Kurt raised an eyebrow. "Excuse me? What's wrong with him, exactly?"

"He's a hobbit."

Blaine's jaw dropped. Kurt turned slowly to stare at him, both boys looking incredulous. "I'm two inches shorter than Kurt!"

"And Porcelain here didn't exactly inherit his step-brother's genes for height."

"How am I suppose to inherit his genes when we're not -"

"So, therefore," Sue overrode Kurt's interjections. "You rank in the classing of 'tall midget' or one bearing an uncanny resemblance to a fictional character in a movie set in a country that I will destroy one day."

Blaine was shaking his head and Kurt knew he was completely confused. Meeting Sue for the first time always did make people's heads spin, and Kurt squeezed his hand again before directing his attention back at his old coach. "What does it matter if he's shorter than me, anyway?"

"Well, Porcelain, I'm very glad you asked." Sue settled herself into a nearby chair, leaving the two boys standing in front of her. "Apart from the part where I can't insult him properly if I can't look him in the face -"

Kurt snorted. She's doing a damn good job anyway.

"- It was never about his height, that's just what caught my attention as the two of you pranced into Prom tonight."

Kurt was taking deep breaths, working on staying calm. The last thing he needed tonight was to cause another scene. But he had a funny feeling he knew where this was going.

"So naturally I've been watching you - between my quick dentistry work on Wheels of course, and guarding over the punch bowl - and I came to a conclusion."

"And what would that be?" Kurt could hear Blaine's teeth were gritted, but he wasn't feeling much better. Why did she have to come and try to ruin our night further, just when things were going good?

Sue raised her shoulders in a half-shrug. "Well, that he's clearly not your boyfriend."

"Excuse me?"

Blaine's voice had risen in pitch, but luckily nobody was too close by to be paying attention. Kurt figured he had been given his share of attention and staring for the night and was thankful for it. Blaine's temper had been on edge ever since the Prom Queen announcement, and the last thing he wanted was for the entire school to see his boyfriend lose it.

"You and Hobbit haven't engaged in the usual activities of a couple at Prom - hand holding, slow dancing -"

"We did -"

"I'm afraid that one doesn't count." Kurt raised an eyebrow, wondering who exactly decided that Sue Sylvester could dictate the rules of Prom etiquette. "Nor did you engage in displays of public affection that could cause you to be kicked out such as inappropriate dancing, suggestive maneuvers and sticking your tongues so far down each other's throats that you may require surgery to remove them. I'm still waiting for Asian and Asianer to separate."

Kurt couldn't help but imagine the scene and knew Blaine was probably doing the same. "So, one can only assume that you dragged in the poor orphaned Hobbit to assist you in your charade, perhaps finding him sleeping in a ditch after being out of work for so long - because face it, nobody wants a miniature actor except for the writers who enjoy working with the freakishly small -"

And that pretty much did it. All the frustration Kurt had been feeling about not being able to be close to his boyfriend - their refraining from slow dancing as to not offend the rest of the school's tiny moral codes - exploded. Tugging on Blaine's hand, he spun his boyfriend towards him and pulled him in for a heated kiss.

As soon as their lips collided, Kurt was suddenly aware of what he was doing. They hadn't done this before, both boys wanting to wait until they felt it was the right time. But even though it was to prove a point to his old cheerleading coach - someone who shouldn't have a say in his life anymore - it was still amazing. Somehow it summed up everything that they had been fighting for all of their lives; their relationship was always going to be judged and hated, but they could fight back. They could stand up for themselves and each other.

Kurt broke away slowly, staring into Blaine's eyes for a few seconds before turning back to Sue. "Was that good enough?"

He finally saw the woman without words. After a few seconds of silence, a couple making out in the middle of the dance floor caught her eye, and Sue stormed off to take her ire out on them.

"Very," Blaine murmured from beside him and Kurt turned back to him to see a soft smile on his face,"very good."

Kurt grinned. "How about we skip out on the rest of Prom and go see how much better we can make it?"

Okay, I totally admit it. I had so much fun writing Sue. I know it's nothing on the Sue we see on the episodes, but she's still fun

MusicalEscape:

Furious!Rachel is funny. She goes off rampaging and ranting, and while she's distracted with that we steal her horrible socks and burn them.

Revenge on the council for 'trying too hard'? We never got around to that... So how 'bout this:

*making out*

"Hello, fellow War- EWWW! Guys, on the council table? Seriously?"

*still making out*

"GUYS!"

*bitch glare* "Do you MIND? We're a bit busy here." *goes back to making out*

And that's why Wes burned the Council table. The school board wasn't very happy, and ask Blaine and Kurt to help pick out a new table.

A very... pink table... with gavels on it... and unicorns...