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Chapter 1: A Visit from the Future
Kurt smiled down at his phone, before realizing the entire room had gone silent.
"What." He snapped at the other New Directions.
Mercedes shrugged. "We were asking what the boys thought about our mash-up, and you were smiling down at your phone the entire time. Since everyone you normally text is in this room, who were you texting white boy?"
Kurt was saved from answering by a swirling blue and white portal that opened up in the center of the choir room. All the New Directions stood up and stared apprehensively at this new development. Two boys and two girls, about twenty-one years old, tumbled through the portal. One girl was Latina, while the other was a classic blonde. One of the boys had brilliantly styled chestnut colored hair, while the other boy had gelled back black hair. The two girls were wearing wedding dresses while the two boys were in tuxes. They looked like they came straight out of a wedding. The two girls, and the boy with the chestnut hair executed a perfect somersault and landed on their feet, while the boy with the gelled black hair on the other hand, landed flat on his stomach. He groaned, rolled over onto his back, and looked up at the three standing.
"Damn cheerleaders. You managed to do that while in dresses."
The blonde shrugged. "Coach Sylvester wants us prepared for everything."
The boy on the floor scoffed. "Don't I know it. She blackmailed me into the Cheerios. Her exact reasoning was she wanted a male cheerleader who wouldn't be turned on by the girls."
The blonde nodded. "I remember that Blaine Warbler."
The chestnut haired boy blinked. "It's been four years. Are you ever not going to call him that?"
"Hey!" Rachel interrupted them. All four of their heads whipped around to face the New Directions. "He's one of our competitors for Sectionals. How do you know he's not a spy?"
The rest of the New Directions gasped, finally getting a good look at their faces. The faces of a slightly older Kurt, Brittany, and Santana looked back at them, though none of them, besides Kurt, recognized the other boy.
Tina looked incredulously at Rachel. "A slightly older Kurt, Santana, and Brittany fall out of a portal and you are worried about someone being a spy. You need to get your priorities straight."
Kurt gaped back, looking at the face of his crush, who was suddenly older and had fallen out of a portal with a older him, Santana, and Brittany.
"Wait." Mercedes interrupted them. Everyone turned around to look at her. She turned to Kurt, addressing him. "Don't think you are getting out of this white boy. Who were you texting?"
The older Kurt and the newly identified Blaine, looked at each other. Blaine raised his eyebrow while Kurt just nodded. The older Santana scowled at them.
"Stop having a conversation with your eyes, it's creepy. I pity Trouty Mouth for the limited time he lived with you."
Sam just looked confused, while the older Kurt and Blaine chuckled to themselves.
"We know who my younger version was texting." Kurt said, while Blaine nodded.
Mercedes looked intrigued. "Who? And how do you know?"
The younger Kurt panicked, while Blaine just grinned. "It's me."
The entire room, minus both Kurts, the older Santana, and the older Brittany just stared at Blaine. Rachel suddenly smiled, getting an idea.
"This is perfect Kurt. You are friends with the competition, so you can go spy on them for us."
The older Kurt and Blaine burst out laughing. After Blaine caught his breath, he turned to Rachel.
"That won't work, he's already tried. That's how we met. And for the record, Kurt is a terrible spy."
Quinn interjected herself into the conversation. "Not that this isn't extremely interesting, how did you four get here? And why do you look like you stepped out of a wedding?"
The younger Santana scoffed. "Please, like any of us would believe I would get married at twenty-one. It's probably part of something I was dragged into."
The younger Kurt looked really happy to have the focus shifted from him and his crush while the older Kurt just chuckled. "Normally I would believe that, but I was there when Santana proposed. It was very romantic. And as for how we got here, I have no clue. I was just talking to Rachel, Mercedes, and Tina, how about the rest of you?" He said, turning to his three companions.
"I was talking to Artie, Sam, Puck, and Mike." Blaine said, shrugging.
"And Tana and I were dancing." Brittany piped up.
"Who did Britt and I marry?" Santana asked, intrigued. "I never thought I would be the one to have a double wedding."
The four future folk looked at each other hesitant. Santana nodded at Kurt to continue. Kurt sighed.
"It wasn't originally supposed to be a double wedding. But, Sue came up with a way to get me and Blaine together again, in a lot more legal way than trapping us in a fake elevator. Blaine and I were actually supposed to be groomsmen at Britt and Santana's wedding, along with Sam, Artie, Mike, Puck, and Mr. Schue. We had just gotten back together again after we were broken up after being engaged. It's a long story. But anyway, Britt's one wish was for the two of us to get married alongside her and Santana, so we did. My dad ended up being the one officiating the wedding, so safe to say, I almost gave him a heart attack. We were at the reception when the four of us ended up here."
The entire room was dead silent. The younger Santana just stared at the four standing. "I'm gay?" She whispered, before running out of the choir room.
"Tana!" The younger Brittany called after her, before running out of the room too.
Mike went to run after them, but Blaine stopped him. "Let them go. Santana and Brittany both have a lot to figure out, and this is hard for both of them. Being outed is never a pleasant experience, and Santana and Brittany probably haven't figured it out themselves yet. On the plus side, this is better than what happened the first time around."
"Kurt, Blaine." The younger Kurt called them. Both Kurt and Blaine turned around look at him. "Can we talk?" He said, gesturing to the hallway.
Kurt and Blaine nodded, before following him out into the hallway. They turned and looked at him expectantly. The younger Kurt sighed.
"So I know you both are probably aware that I have a crush on Blaine right now." Blaine and Kurt nodded. "Can you tell me the story of how you two got together?"
Kurt and Blaine looked at each other before smiling. "Well, it was right before Regionals." Kurt started. "I had transferred to Dalton, about a month from now, and I had the biggest crush on Blaine. Blaine did too, but he was too painfully oblivious to realize it, and I was too painfully obvious to realize he had a crush on me too. All our friends kept telling me he did, but I never believed them, because I thought that someone as amazing as Blaine would never love me. When I transferred to Dalton and joined the Warblers, they gave me a canary named Pavarotti to take care of. A few days before we got together, the Warblers were practicing another number for Regionals with Blaine as the lead. I basically told him that I was jealous he always got the lead. That was on a Friday, and we got together on a Wednesday, a week before Regionals. Over the weekend, I was at my house when Pavarotti unexpectedly died of a stroke. I came into rehearsal on Monday, dressed in all black and sang Blackbird to honor Pavarotti. During the song, Blaine finally realized his feelings for me, so he came up with a plan."
"I decided I wanted to sing a duet at Regionals with Kurt." Blaine continued. "So, during rehearsal on Tuesday, I told the Warblers that if we didn't change our number to a duet, the New Directions would beat us. When Kurt said he wanted to audition for the duet, I said I wanted to sing the number with him. I think all the Warblers realized what was happening, because they agreed really quickly."
Kurt took over again. "I was sitting in one of the commons, decorating a casket for Pavarotti, when Blaine walked in. He told me that he wanted to sing Candles by Hey Monday for our duet. I asked him why he wanted to sing the duet with me and he said, 'Kurt, there is a moment when you say to yourself, 'Oh, there you are. I've been looking for you forever.' Watching you sing Blackbird this week, was the moment for me, about you. You move me Kurt. And this duet would just be another reason to spend more time with you.' I remember my heart beating extremely fast, because I couldn't believe that this was actually happening. Blaine leaned in and instigated the most amazing kiss in the history of kisses. After he pulled away, we were both blushing and speechless. He looked at me and said, 'We should practice.' And I told him, 'I thought we were.' After that, we kept kissing and finally talked about what we were. I don't think we got much practice in for that song, and I'm pretty sure everyone knew."
After Kurt and Blaine finished telling the younger Kurt the story, he looked at them, speechless. "Wow. I can not believe that actually happened." He smiled up at the older two. "Thank you. You gave me hope that something can actually happen between me and Blaine. We probably should head back to the choir room, so we can figure out how to send you back to the future."
Back in the choir room, Santana and Brittany stared after where their younger counterparts ran off to. Santana turned to the assembled New Directions, who were sitting there speechless.
"Brittany and I should probably go talk to them. We would understand this situation better than anyone else in the room."
As the two girls took off out the door, they passed the Kurts and Blaine on their way into the choir room. Santana and Brittany took off down the hallway, going to the one place they knew their younger selves would go to get away. It was the place they would always go in high school, whether they wanted to be alone, talk, or just make out. They wandered down the hallways of McKinley, till they reached the janitor closet outside the gym. The sounds of muffled sobbing and quiet talking confirmed their belief that their younger selves were in the janitor closet. Santana opened the door, letting light spill in, to reveal her younger self on the floor, sobbing, with the younger Brittany rubbing her back and speaking quietly to her. Both girls looked up at their older selves standing in the doorway, with tear stained eyes.
"May we come in?" Santana asked quietly. When there was no answer, she and Brittany simply sat down in the closet, closing the door slightly, but not all the way so light could still stream in. Her younger self looked up at Santana.
"How did she even find this place?"
Santana rolled her eyes. "We are you, remember. This is exactly where we would come when we needed to talk or be alone, and in later years, make out."
The younger Santana looked at her with anger in her eyes. "If we wanted to be alone, which you know, why did you come here? This is all your fault, everything was fine until you showed up."
Santana resisted the urge to go off at her younger self. But she didn't, because she remembered how hard it was to come to terms with her own homosexuality. And she had realized it on her own. Sure, she was forced out of the closet by Frankenteen, but she had long forgiven him for that, especially after what happened. But this younger her had it worse than she did. At least she figured it out on her own. She wasn't visited by her older self and told she was going to marry her best friend. So she forced down her anger and looked herself in the eye.
"I know this is scary. Believe me, I've been there too. But it is okay. Everyone in that choir room will accept you, no matter what gender you love. And so will mom and dad. They've actually apparently known since we were eight. I'm not saying that you have to come out to the whole world, or even anyone more than the New Directions. But I am saying that it will be okay, no matter what you decided to do."
Her younger self looked at her with tears in her eyes. Instead of the anger Santana saw previously, there was only hope. "Really?" She asked hesitantly.
Santana nodded. "Really. Now Brittany and I are going to go back to the choir room so we can figure out how to send us and Klaine back to the future. Feel free to follow us back when you are ready."
After the older Santana and Brittany left, Santana turned to Brittany. "Britt? Tonight, after we figure out how to send our older selves back to the future, can you come over to my house? I want to talk about this."
Brittany smiled. "I would love to Tana."
The two girls stood up, linked pinkies, and walked back to the choir room. When the two girls came back into the choir room, everyone looked up. Kurt was glad to be able to be stopped from Mercedes' further interrogation about his crush on Blaine. The younger Santana looked across the room, made eye contact with her older self, and nodded, a silent acknowledgement of thanks for what she said. Santana nodded back, happy to have made her younger self's life easier.
"So," Mr. Schue clapped his hands. "We need to figure out how to send the future people back to the future. Does anyone have any ideas?"
But as it turns out, that was not necessary. As mysteriously as it appeared, another portal opened up, just like the first one, and sucked the future people into it and out of the choir room. Everyone blinked, shocked at this turn of events.
Mr. Schue shrugged. "Well, glee practice is over guys, so see you on Monday."
Santana and Brittany linked pinkies and ran out of the room, eager to talk about what just happened, and ignoring the questions their friends shot them as they left McKinley.
Songs Used:
Blackbird: The Beatles (mentioned)
Candles: Hey Monday (mentioned)
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