I do not own Glee or any of the characters created by Ryan Murphy. If I did, we would see way more of Shelby. This story will contain spanking of a teenager. If that's not your thing stop reading now and go read something else.

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Chapter 39

Rachel looked into the backyard and shook her head before speaking to the girl next to her. "Did you ever think that the New Directions, the Cheerios, and random faculty, football players, as well as some prominent community members would be in my backyard for a cookout?"

"Are you kidding?" Santana looked at Rachel and took a long drink of water from the bottle she was holding. "I never thought I'd be at your house on friendly terms while watching Thee Shelby Corcoran and Thee Sue Sylvester hold hands and make googly eyes at each other."

"Try living it," Rachel deadpanned. "Talk about a reason to need a therapist."

"You have another therapist?" Kurt's voice came seemingly from nowhere and Rachel shook her head.

"No, just the usual one. I was telling Santana that my mom and Sue as a couple was enough to make me need the use of a therapist."

"Ah," Kurt nodding in understanding. "You know, one of the football players actually talked to me today."

"What did he say?" Santana asked.

"It's not so much what he said but how he said it," Kurt smirked as he watched Sue pull one of her Cheerios away from a football player who had obviously been ready to start a make out session. "He asked me if I'd seen the ketchup."

"And that's talking to you?" Santana pressed.

"Well, there were no other words," Kurt continued. "Just, hey, have you seen the ketchup?" Kurt looked at the Latina and sighed. "Not one ugly or nasty word was in the entire sentence. It's as if he didn't care I was in Glee."

"He doesn't." Puck commented joining the group at the back door. "Today, out there," Puck pointed to the people in the yard, "It's like Switzerland."

"Switzerland?" Rachel asked.

"Totally neutral." Puck grinned at the girl's expression. "This cookout is the one day a year that everybody gets along unless they want one of those coaches out there to kick their asses at the first practice of the season."

Three heads nodded in understanding. "Then we should go and enjoy our good fortune," Rachel commented as she opened the door and followed everyone out the door and back to the party.

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Flopping on the couch, Shelby curled into Sue, "I cannot believe that today went so well."

"Believe it, Ethel." Sue sighed heavily. "I'm just glad it's over. All that nice namby-pamby stuff about did me in for today. I can't wait to get back to school and be my usual charming self."

Snorting into her glass of juice, Rachel rolled her eyes at the looks her mother and Sue were giving her. "What?" She questioned. "The fact that Coach thinks she's charming at school doesn't deserve some skepticism on my part?"

"She has a point, Billie Jean." Shelby snuggled further into Sue and chuckled. "After all, your definition of charming is different from most others."

"Be that as it may," Sue began. "At least I know how to use my charm for my benefit; not to mention that others know right where they stand with me."

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"Un-be-live-able," Rachel slammed her lunch bag down at the table and slid in next to Kurt while Santana and Brittany looked on with grins.

"Trouble already, Munchkin?" Santana asked.

"Mr. Schue is now teaching Spanish 2. Therefore, it has been my luck to be thrust into his Spanish 2 class with other floundering non-speakers of the language."

"At least you don't have Coach for her interpretation of World War One," Santana began.

"Oh? That sounds interesting," Kurt interrupted.

"Very." Santana confirmed. "WWI; could Wonder Woman really have happened?"

"Everyone knows that Wonder Woman would have happen even if Steve Trevor hadn't been the one to find the island." Brittany spoke quietly.

Shrugging, Kurt took the bait, "And why is that, Brittany?"

"She was Wonder Woman."

Looking at Brittany Rachel merely raised an eyebrow before taking a bite from her cheese sandwich "I think we may both be agreed then, Santana, that this semester may officially suck."

"I think it may more than suck, Hobbit." Santana's voice dropped to a whisper. "I've heard rumors that V.A. is going to try and start some sort of war with New Directions to get back at us for winning sectionals last year.

"Well, if they do, I say we use all that we learned from Coach this past summer. They will never know what hit them." Rachel smirked as Kurt choked on his juice.

"You're serious?"

"Of course, Kurt. Do you really think I'd let Shelby know what her precious automatons are up to without her guidance? Let New Directions get their revenge and then let Shelby Corcoran know. Double punishment for the idiots."

"I like the way you think, Rachel." Santana smirked. "In fact, even Snixx is thinking of ways to use what Coach taught us…."

"Thank Snixx for me," Rachel nodded to Santana and finished her sandwich before praising the vegan gods for creating Oreos and her mother for packing them into her lunch box.

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"Absolutely not." Rachel stood and moved to stand next to the glee club director. "As the self-appointed spokesperson for the group I must tell you that after speaking with everyone, we've decided to let you know that we just aren't comfortable with the set you want us to do for the preliminary competitions in October."

"I'm sorry, Rachel and all others," Will Schuester looked at the group of students glaring at him. "I'm afraid that isn't your call. I think the set I've chosen will set up the vocals nicely and will show case every ones' talents."

"It, will not, however," Puck stood up and moved to join Rachel. "Kick our asses or stretch us enough to make us a member of an award-winning glee club. We won last year because Corcoran here has an amazing set of pipes and was able to out think her own mother. We aren't going to be able to get by so easily this year and we need to have our asses worked off to achieve perfection. If you can't do that for us, then I say you step back and let the Columbus 5 take over and do what needs to be done in directing the New Directions."

"The Columbus 5?" Will asked.

"Yeah." Puck waved his arm and Kurt, Santana, and Mercedes joined him and Rachel. "We had an intensive boot camp with none other than Shelby Corcoran after attending a Lady Gaga concert in Columbus without permission. Let me tell you, she had us doing things, I never thought possible musically. If we can get all of us doing what she had us doing, we can actually pose an actual threat to V.A this year."

"I'm with Puck." Finn's voice came from nowhere and all heads turned toward him. "What? Anyone who can make Puck care so much about glee club must have some superpower or something, so I'm in, what do we need to do to win again?"

"Well, first, we have to lose this set." Mercedes took the sheet music from the glee teacher and tossed it in the trash can. "Then we need to replace it with something that will make us actually stretch ourselves and strive for perfection and instill the drive for excellence."

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Hope everyone liked this chapter.

More to come soon.

Kik