Hi everyone, first of all let me apologise for the lateness in posting; but I have been extremely busy with my new job. Regardless here is chapter 24. I know I'm extremely early for Halloween but I don't care I'm pulling a Glee and making up my own timeline. I hope you all enjoy this chapter and it's second parter next week. So without any further ado let's get started. All the legal stuff belongs to Ryan Murphy & FOX except my characters. So please read, review, rewind, then read and review again…enjoy!
Rachel fluttered about the apartment stringing up a series of spooky decorations for Halloween. Over the past couple of hours Rachel had transformed the décor of the apartment from modern and mainly to what now looked like a spooky haunted house. She had everything from fake cobwebs and spiders to skeletons and ghosts. Now you may ask yourself why a Broadway obsessed Jewish girl raised by two fathers absolutely adores Halloween. Well it comes down to a process of elimination, obviously Christmas and Easter were out given she was raised Jewish. Rachel and her dads celebrate Passover every year instead of Easter, but with the whole only eating stuff that's unleavened is a real turn off. Which leaves all the non-religious holidays such as Independence Day which being an American is a no brainer but also leaves Halloween. If you can imagine a little Rachel Berry wanting to know why her family didn't celebrate Christmas and those other holidays like the other kids. So Leroy Berry sat Rachel down and said we don't celebrate because we're Jewish but then proceeded to tell her about his own love for the holiday of Halloween, which included allowing her to watch all the classic black and white horror classics. From that moment on Rachel Berry lived for two things, the first being one day performing on Broadway and the other making Halloween absolutely the best day of the year.
Which is why Rachel found herself relaxing on the couch after decorating the apartment from head to toe and probably buying every single Halloween related item from the store down the road. For the inaugural Finchel Halloween Fancy Dress Party extravaganza, that she had somehow got Finn to agree to allow her to host at their apartment. The weird thing is it was still a week and half until Halloween, yet with the way Rachel had been acting you'd think it was Halloween already. Finn thought she had finally gone off the deep end, but he couldn't really talk seeing how crazy he gets over Christmas. Kurt always likes to joke that Finn and Rachel are going to be those weird parents who go over the top at Christmas and Halloween and embarrass their children. If that was the way things ended up then Rachel thought that she could totally live with the idea of Finn and her embarrassing their children with their shenanigans.
Speaking of shenanigans, Rachel had been doing exactly that all week long by trying to scare Finn and their friends at every opportunity….
Kurt and Blaine walked through the front door of the loft and sat down on the couch. Blaine had picked Kurt up from the Vogue offices and walked him back to the loft so they could go on a date. Kurt left Blaine alone sitting on the couch as he went to take a shower before their date. As per his usual routine Kurt sat there and proceeded to do his whole moisturising and skin cleansing regiment. Before putting on his shower cap so the water wouldn't ruin his perfect hair unnecessarily. After carefully placing his work clothes in the dirty laundry basket, Kurt put on his robe and went to the shower. He whipped open the shower curtain and got the shock of his life. For there was Rachel dressed in an old dirty nightgown with her face painted all scary and her long black hair hanging all over her face, just groaning.
"Oh My Fucking GaGa!" screamed Kurt before fainting on the spot.
"Happy almost Halloween Kurt!" shouted Rachel before realising Kurt was lying unconscious on the bathroom floor. "Kurt? Are you okay?"
Blaine having heard the screams came rushing into the bathroom wielding a curling iron. "WHOEVER YOU ARE I'M ARMED!" shouted Blaine as he started swinging the curling iron blindly. "IF YOU'VE HURT MY KURTY-PIE I'M GOING TO BURN YOU SCUMBAG!"
"Whoa! Whoa! Blaine it's me Rachel…see!" Rachel said flicking her hair back over her shoulder so Blaine could see her face.
"Rachel?" Blaine asked more confused than ever.
"Surprise!" exclaimed a smiling Rachel.
"How long have you've been waiting in there?" asked Blaine as he tried to wake up Kurt.
"Only two and a half hours!" answered a giddy Rachel as Kurt slowly woke up from fainting. "Well I've got to go, Finn's making my one of my favourite's for dinner, vegan lasagna. Isn't he just the best?" stated Rachel as she made her way out of the bathroom while Blaine and Kurt just stared at her as if she was insane. Just as Blaine had gotten Kurt back to his feet and steadied him, Rachel suddenly poked her head back into the bathroom. "Oh Kurt! In case you didn't know or realise but do you know how many germs and icky bacteria live and thrive on the bathroom floor. So seriously I wouldn't recommend sitting or sleeping down there…that's just gross man!" Blaine reached his hand out and subtly stopped Kurt from throwing his hairbrush at Rachel's head. "Anyway, can't keep Finny waiting…bye boys!" announced Rachel happily as she basically skipped out of the loft.
The next person on her scaring spree was and unsuspecting Finn and Rachel had the perfect plan. It all started one morning as Finn was trying to be romantic by making Rachel a fruit salad breakfast. Finn was there in the kitchen cutting up all the fruit when Rachel came out of the bedroom and hugged him from behind.
"Hey babe! What are you doing out of bed? I was making you breakfast to serve to you in bed, and then I thought we could…you know!" stated Finn suggestively.
"Finn! You'd think the four times we already did…that, last night would be enough!" exclaimed Rachel.
"But babe, that was last night! Which was hours ago…what about today? Finny Jnr's been missing you babe!" fake pouted Finn.
"First of all Finn it was barely twelve hours ago and I'm sure Finny Jnr won't be in any danger of falling off if he doesn't get any!" replied Rachel.
"Who the hell said anything about it falling off?" shrieked Finn as he cupped a protective hand over his genitals.
"Whatever you goof! I came out here to help you, but I think I changed my mind!" pouted Rachel.
"NO! I'm sorry here you can help me cut up some of the fruit!" apologised Finn as he handed Rachel a sharp knife.
Rachel and Finn for next couple of moments cut up fruit together before placing it in a big bowl. Satisfied that enough time had past, Rachel decided to put her plan to scare Finn into motion.
"Hey Finny, watch what I learnt from watching Master Chef last night!" Rachel said as she raised the knife up high and proceeded to chop really fast like professional chef's do. But the knife slipped and not only came down on her wrist but also cut right through it. Leaving much to Finn's horror Rachel's severed hand remaining on the cutting board while a screaming Rachel waved around a bloody stump, which had blood spurting out everywhere.
"Holy Fuck, Rachel! Your hand!" shrieked Finn.
"Finny is that you?" asked Rachel as she looked around blindly, "I think I'm starting to feel woozy baby" added Rachel.
A completely shocked Finn just stood there staring at his now one handed girlfriend waving around a bloody stump with blood spurting out; and then at all the blood on the kitchen floor and all over the appliances. Until his face turned deathly white and he proceeded to projectile vomit all over the kitchen floor, which was now not only covered in blood but vomit.
"Ewww! What the hell Finn?" a now grossed out Rachel chastised her boyfriend.
Finn still in a state of absolute shock completely ignored what Rachel said as his protective instincts kicked in, as he went running out of the room. When he came back he had a huge bucket from the laundry and started throwing everything in the freezer into the bucket.
"Finn what are you doing?" asked a puzzled Rachel.
"Don't worry Rach, I'll save your hand!" assured Finn as he tried to reach out and grab Rachel's severed hand, while Rachel kept batting his hand away. "Rach, there's nothing to worry about! I'll put your hand in this bucket with all the cold stuff, to keep your hand all-fresh until we get to the hospital." Stated a determined Finn before adding, "and if we run into any problems I'll sow your hand back on myself!" declared Finn as he held up a needle and thread.
Finn gently moved Rachel to the side and picked up her severed hand before tossing it into the bucket. But something didn't feel right, so for the sake of curiosity Finn picked the hand out of the bucket and really felt it. Finn then looked up at Rachel who had a sheepish look on her face and that's when it dawned on him.
"Rachel is this hand fake?" Finn asked as he glared at his girlfriend.
"SURPRISE!" Rachel said while poking her real hand back out from under the prosthesis she had the make up department at Funny Girl make for her.
"You got to be fucking kidding me!" replied an astonished Finn.
"Happy Almost Halloween Finn!" stated a happy Rachel.
"I'm out!" Finn simply said as he dropped the bucket and marched out the room; and while walking out the door Rachel heard him mumble. "I can't handle this shit!"
Rachel just shrugged and went back into the kitchen and started eating the cut up fruit before her nose scrunched up at a bad smell. It was then she realised there was still vomit all over the kitchen floor and she started to dry heave before running off to the bathroom to throw up.
To finish her scare prank spree Rachel needed something great and amazing to truly top everything off. Every great person throughout history have had to face off an arch nemesis to truly be considered great. Moses had the Egyptians, Hannibal had Rome, and hell even Batman had the Joker. So if Rachel wanted to be remembered as a great scare pranker she needed her white whale so to speak and she already had the perfect nominee in mind. If she could manage to scare the nominee she had in mind she would reach legend status; because the person she had in mind was none other than Santana Lopez. So basically Rachel was either going to be a legend or dead considering Santana's reputation.
The perfect opportunity to execute her plan came along Thursday night when she went over to the loft to hang out with Kurt and Santana. It got even better when halfway through an episode of Devious Maids that Santana just had to watch, because for some odd reason she needed to find out who killed some character named Blanca. Kurt had to leave because Isabelle had some major emergency back at the Vogue offices.
Rachel bided her time by watching the remaining recorded episodes with Santana all the while plying her with as much popcorn as possible. She knew full well that Santana always got really sleepy after eating copious amounts of popcorn, for some weird reason. So as the last episode came to an end, Rachel slyly watched as Santana slowly nodded off. Smiling to herself Rachel got up off the couch being careful not to wake a sleeping Santana and got to work putting her plan into motion.
An hour or so later Santana started to slowly wake up from her snooze and looked around and found herself alone in the lounge room. The loft was completely dark except for the light coming from the TV. A still groggy from sleep Santana lifted her body off of the couch in search of either Rachel or Kurt.
"Rachel…Kurt!" called Santana as she went from room to room, when she suddenly stopped when she heard one of the floorboards creak.
Once again Santana called out for her friends and was met with silence as she heard another floorboard creak and what sounded like one of the doors opening and closing. Santana now had an internal debate on her hands, her Aunty Snixx side was telling her to grab her Taser and fry whoever was in the loft. While her rationale side was telling her to stay as far away as possible because as any fan of horror movies would be able to tell you, it's always the ethnic characters that get killed off first. But as per usual Santana's aggressive side one out with her internal proclamation of, "Fuck that! If Santana Lopez is going down then she was going to make damn sure that she took the fucker with her. Or at the very least made him live the rest of his days in complete agony and ruing the day he decided to fuck with Santana Lopez!"
So she snuck into her room and grabbed her Taser before sneaking back out into the lounge room. Santana was walking past a mirror made she thought she saw a black shadow shoot past the doorframe behind her; so she dropped down behind the couch. The intruder crept out into the open and was searching around. Santana could see he was wearing a long black cloak complete with hood and in his hand was holding a large silver knife. Just as the intruder got within range Santana jumped up and shocked the bastard right in the chest and watched him drop.
Chalk up another takedown for Aunty Snixx thought Santana as she danced around the loft cheering herself. But what she failed to realise was the intruder slowly and quietly standing up behind her. While Santana was still busy cheering her apparent success, the intruder snuck up behind her and grabbed her from behind. A scared to death Santana took off running at full speed away from the intruder, all the while looking back to see if he was following. But by doing that she failed to realise the door she was about to run through was still closed and ran full pelt into it knocking herself clean out.
A half hour or so later a groggy Santana slowly picked herself up off the floor, wondering what the hell happened. It didn't take her long to remember that before being knocked out she was running away from an intruder wielding a large knife. She frantically checked her body for cuts, injuries and stab wounds. After not finding anything she started to slightly relax until she heard a voice from behind her.
"Don't worry Santana I didn't stab you!"
Santana whipped around and saw Rachel sitting casually on the couch still dressed in a long black cloak with the hood pulled back while twirling a large prop knife between her fingers. "Rachel? What the hell is going on?" asked an extremely confused Santana as she rubbed her pounding head.
"SURPRISE!" cheered a beaming Rachel before adding, "HAPPY ALMOST HALLOWEEN SANTANA!"
Santana stood there flabbergasted, "Are you saying you made me think I was about to be fucking murder just so you could pacify your extremely weird Halloween fetish?"
Rachel just sat there smiling from ear to ear, "Yep!" and then in usual perfectionist Rachel Berry standards she added, "Please tell me if you were scared, frightened, or simply terrified!"
"But I Tasered you in the chest dead centre?" queried a still confused Santana.
Rachel peeled away the robe from around her chest and revealed she was wearing some sort of body armour. "Body armour! I told the security guy at Funny Girl some creep was sending me letters, so he gave me this body armour to wear. Not only does it stop bullets and stabbings it also is apparently effective against Tasers. I must write and congratulate the company on a fantastic product when I have time." Gushed Rachel.
"Excuse me for a second, would you please?" asked Santana.
"Of course!" answered Rachel as she watched Santana slowly leave the room and enter her bedroom.
Rachel listened as a series of weird noises started coming out of Santana's room as if she was searching for something. Curiosity getting the better of Rachel caused her to go up to Santana's door and press her ear up against the door to see what she could hear. Until the door she was eavesdropping against slammed open sending an unsuspecting Rachel flying and landing flat on her butt on the floor. Looking up Rachel saw Santana standing in the open doorway with a large wooden baseball bat.
"Santana, what's with the…" before Rachel could finish her question an absolutely livid Santana swung the baseball bat directly at the spot where Rachel was lying on the floor. A startled Rachel spun out of the way as the bat smacked loudly in the exact spot where she was lying only a moment before.
"WHAT THE HELL, SANTANA? YOU ALMOST HIT ME!" screamed Rachel.
"I warned you…I warned you all! You all thought I was joking all these years about Aunty Snixx coming out and cutting a bitch. But unfortunately for you Berry this has gone way, way beyond Aunty Snixx! You now have to deal with She-Hulk Snixx and She-Hulk Snixx just like regular Hulk loves to…SMASH!" stated Santana as she once again swung the bat directly at Rachel, only to once again narrowly miss as Rachel moved out of the way just in time.
"You're a psycho!" screamed Rachel as she started throwing pillows at Santana while she tried to put as much room between herself and Santana as possible. Meanwhile Santana who was staring at Rachel with a psychotic smile just batted the pillow projectiles away with the bat.
Santana started to slowly creep towards a cowering Rachel, "Come on Rachel, there's no need to be scared. Mr. bat hasn't been used in awhile and needs some batting practice; and your narcissistic, crazy ass head is the perfect softball size!" explained a crazed Santana as she took another wild swing at Rachel, but this time knocking over one of the lamps.
"I'M OUTTA HERE YOU CRAZY BITCH!" screamed Rachel as she sprinted out the door and down the hall to the elevator.
Santana went running after Rachel screaming, "What's wrong Berry, I thought you liked being scared!"
Not wanting to wait for the elevator as a crazy Santana sped towards her, Rachel decided the steps were her best option and fled towards the ground floor. All the way down Rachel could hear Santana following close behind laughing maniacally the entire time. The two girls burst out of the front entrance of the apartment building and ran down the street. Rachel trying to find a safe haven of some sort and Santana laughing and swinging the bat wildly sped and weaved through the New York City pedestrians. Rachel who was too busy looking over her shoulder to see where Santana was unfortunately didn't notice the turn she had taken was a dead-end.
"SHIT!" cried Rachel as she realised there was no way out.
Rachel quickly spun around as she heard Santana, who was walking down the alley letting the bat run and bump along the wall. She stalked her way towards a scared Rachel with an evil smirk on her face.
"Rachel…my dear, dear Rachel just one little hit and this can all be over!" smirked Santana.
Rachel who had resigned herself to her fate just curled into a ball and cried, "Okay, anywhere but the face! That's my moneymaker!"
A grinning Santana stalked her way over to Rachel who was currently in the fetal position and raised the bat. But just as she was about to swing the bat, she was stopped by a loud voice from the other end of the alley.
"STOP!" both girls immediately stopped and looked towards where the voice came from; and there at the other end of the alley stood a New York City police officer.
"Fuck, it's the fuzz!" cried out an indignant Santana.
"Thank God you're here officer, this crazy lady was trying to beat me!" exclaimed Rachel as she ran towards the police officer. But stopped when she saw the officer draw his weapon and point it at her. It was then Rachel realised she was still holding the fake prop knife in her hand.
"DROP THE KNIFE, GIRLY!" yelled the cop.
"No…no! You got it all wrong officer it's fake see…" Rachel tried to explain as she went to show the cop how the knife was fake.
"I SAID DROP IT!" screamed the cop once again, "TAKE ONE MORE STEP AND I'LL DROP YOU!" he continued before adding, "DROP THE KNIFE, KICK IT AWAY THEN PUT YOUR HANDS UP!"
Rachel complied with the officer's commands and dropped the knife and kicked it towards him, as she held up her hands. The cop made his way down the alley with his gun still trained on both Rachel and Santana. As he reached Rachel he pulled out his handcuffs and put them on Rachel, before turning his attention towards Santana.
"Thanks copper! Now she won't be able to move while I whack her! Hey Berry it's gone from being softball to now being T-ball!" quipped Santana as she moved towards Rachel with the bat.
"DROP THE BAT CHIKA!" the policeman now yelled at Santana.
"Aww! Come on copper! I just want one little tap…you know just tappity, tap, tap! No biggie, her heads so full of delusions of grandeur about herself that she'll barely even feel it! Trust me!" Santana tried to smile sweetly at the policeman, but quickly ended up handcuffed and on the ground right next to Rachel.
Boy, I will be your sexy silk
Wrap me around, 'round, 'round, 'round
I'll be your pussycat licking at your milk
Right now down, down, down
Oh, a kiss can last all night!
You'll have to seduce me, nibble and bite
(Aww, yeah)
But oh no no no
Whoa whoa go
Slow baby don't
Ohhhh!
Finn and Puck watched through the studio glass as HUD-KNIGHT records new artist sang. The new artists name was Emma Rushton, she was previously a hit on the independent artists charts with her soulful songs. But has recently decided to try and make the switch into the mainstream pop scene. Hence why she employed Finn and HUD-KNIGHT records to write her a sexy song for her debut, which she was currently belting out as we speak.
Whoa whoa whoa whoa
Whoa boy you're gonna win!
Say 'yeah, yeah, yeah' you're under my skin
I got butterflies within
Ohhhh!
I think I like you!
Will you be my medicine man?
Put your hand on my chest
Feel the bump, bump, bump, bump
Will you be my sugar rush?
Make me get high with just one touch
A kiss can last all night!
You'll have to seduce me, nibble and bite
(Aww, yeah)
But oh no no no
Whoa whoa go
Slow baby don't
Ohhhh!
Writing these types of songs were easy for Finn because all he had to do was picture what he would love to hear Rachel sing. When he did that the words and music just seemed to flow out of his body as if he was possessed. This current song was going to be Emma's big, sexy, hey look at me, and debut to the music world. It helped that Emma was extraordinary talented and had a big voice. It also helped that she was extremely easy on the eyes and knew it. Emma was about five foot nine with sandy coloured hair and very closely resembled the model Erin Heatherton.
Whoa boy you're gonna win!
Say 'yeah, yeah, yeah' you're under my skin
I got butterflies within
Ohhhh!
I think I love you!
Now let's play a little game
(Whoa)
Close your eyes and count to five
(One, two, three)
Open your mouth for me sugar
(Yeah, come on)
Just a little more, yeah, yeah that's right
(Whoa)
Yeah, I can feel it baby, can you?
Ohhh!
Whoa boy you're gonna win!
Say 'yeah, yeah, yeah' you're under my skin
I got butterflies within
Ohhhh!
I think I love you!
The song came to and end and the music faded out and Finn looked over at Puck and the sound technician to gage their thoughts. Finn grinned to himself as he saw the guys all nodding that Emma absolutely killed it.
Finn pressed the intercom button, "That was amazing Emma! Come on through and I'll play it back for you."
Emma nodded as she hung up her headphones and made her way through to the side of the studio Finn and Puck were on. As she entered the other room she grabbed a bottle of water out of the fridge before throwing herself onto the couch and stretching out.
"You think we got it this time Finn, because I've got to cruise soon. I've got court side seats for tonight's Knicks game." Asked Emma as she tried to get her body more comfortable on the small couch.
"It still amazes me that a chick like you actually enjoys watching sport!" exclaimed Puck.
"Believe it Puck! I grew up with three older brothers and my dad so with only male influences it was either enjoy sport or become a recluse. Anyway what's not to love, sports way better than manicures and gossiping." Replied Emma.
"How the hell did you get court side seats to the Knicks?" asked Puck.
"My brother gives me free tickets all the time because he's the shooting guard for the Knicks…Charlie Rushton." Explained Emma.
"If you need someone to go with I'm your man." Stated Puck.
"Well suppose that would be cool, considering Finn turned me down. Something about having to polish the jar his girlfriend has he's balls in or something!" quipped Emma with a big smile on her face as she high fived a laughing Puck.
"Oh My God that's an awesome burn bro!" laughed Puck.
"And you guys wonder why I'm the only one here with an actual girlfriend!" Finn quipped back.
"I'm as impartial to a little sapphic action as the next girl who attended an all-girls school. But I'm still a girl who loves the sausage rather than the taco; especially tall, six foot four sausage." Teased Emma as Finn's phone started ringing.
"Down girl!" laughed Finn as he went in search of his phone.
"Damn Finn this girl is burning you good!" Puck yelled out to Finn as he left in search of his ringing phone, before turning to Emma. "Why can't all girls be like you? You like sports, action flicks and you don't bullshit!"
"That's because I'm one of a kind Puckerman!" responded Emma while she distractedly stared at Finn as he rummaged through his bag for his phone.
Puck looked over to see what Emma was staring at and smirked when he noticed her staring forlornly at Finn who was talking rather animatedly on his phone. "Emma, you do realise Finn has a girlfriend right?"
"I realise that Puckerman, I'm not stupid! But to paraphrase my girl Beyonce, if Berry liked him so much she should've put a ring on it…" replied Emma as she still dreamily stared at Finn. "Unless I've missed something, Finn isn't wearing a ring; so I believe it's still game on Puck!"
"I know this is the kettle calling the pot black to epic proportions but both Finn and Berry are my friends and trying to break them up is definitely not cool! Plus Berry might look like an innocent mix between a munchkin and a wide eyed ingénue; but believe you me if someone comes between her and Finn she will turn into a stone cold killer!" warned Puck.
"I'm not going to try and break them up; but I am going to not so subtly remind Finn he has other options. Namely me!" stated a defiant Emma.
Just as Puck was about to respond Finn came storming back into the studio and started hurriedly throwing his stuff into his bag.
"Finn. Bro? What's going on?" asked a concerned Puck as he tried to get Finn to stop for a moment.
"That was Jamal's brother who works for the NYPD, he just told me that Rachel and Santana have been arrested! So I have to go down and bail them out…well I'll definitely bail Rachel out, because I'm sure this is Santana's fault somehow!" answered Finn as he finished off grabbing the rest of his stuff.
Puck started grabbing his stuff as well while laughing his head off, "HOLY MOLY…THANK YOU MOSES! This I got to see…come on let's hit the road Finn!" yelled an excited Puck as he grabbed his stuff and ran for the door.
Finn grabbed his stuff and apologised to Emma about cutting their session short before running after Puck. He didn't want to waste any time and leave his baby girl in jail any longer than he had to. As for Santana he was sure her bad influence somehow resulted in getting Rachel arrested and for that she can sit and stew in the slammer for a while if Finn had his way. But for now his main concern was Rachel and getting her out of that awful place.
Rachel and Santana were led through the precinct as they watched a policewoman take their possessions and placed them into plastic bags for safekeeping. They were then led through to the back and placed into small holding cells. As the girls looked around they noticed there was already four other ladies in the holding cell. There was a Mexican looking girl with a few tattoos scattered over her body, then there was tall heavyset white lady with a lot of painful looking piercings. Beside her was a small looking African American lady who looked like she was just a regular housewife. Finally the last woman looked more like a bodybuilder than an actual person as she had muscles popping out of everywhere.
"Look what you got us into Santana! We're in freaking jail!" Rachel harshly whispered.
"Please, Your forgetting I'm from Lima Heights Adjacent. Jail doesn't scare me! Give me twenty minutes and I'll be the undisputed Queen of the cell block; and if you play your cards right Berry I may even allow you to one of my bitches." Santana replied back.
"I don't know Santana, some of these ladies look really scary!" replied Rachel nervously.
"Haven't you watched any prison movies? Or you have to do is walk up to the biggest one in the yard or our case cell and show them whose boss." Answered Santana confidently before adding, "Just watch midget!"
Santana strode across to the lady who looked like she was a bodybuilder and said, "Hey Schwarzenegger! Your in my seat…move it or lose it toots!"
The hulking mass of a woman slowly stood up, revealing her six foot seven height and sneered at Santana. Then in a very deep Eastern European accent snarled in broken English, "What you say? You watch your mouth little girl or I'll break you!" which caused Santana to make a hasty retreat back over to Rachel.
"Are you the Queen of the cell block yet Santana?" mocked Rachel.
"Shut up Berry, I'd like to see you do better!" snipped Santana.
"Fine! I've stood up to bullies before! Besides I feel like I'm in the musical Chicago!" stated Rachel as she stood up and smoothed down her skirt before nervously walking over to the other side of the holding cell.
"What you want?" shouted the heavyset lady with all the piercings.
"I believe we started off on the wrong foot and my daddies always taught me to make a good first impression. So firstly I'd like to apologise for the brashness of my friend and secondly I'd like to introduce myself, I'm Rachel and my friend over there sulking is Santana." Explained Rachel.
"You look familiar…why do you look familiar?" blurted out the Mexican woman.
Rachel actually blushed causing Santana who had now come over as well to loudly groan, "I don't know if any of you ladies a fans or patrons of the theatre but I'm the resident star of Funny Girl!"
"Holy Shit girls, it's Rachel Berry!" shouted the shocked Mexican woman.
"You know me?" questioned a confused Rachel.
"Of course we know about the bad girl of Broadway. The one who was fired for fucking that gigolo, then hooked up with that dreamboat Finn Hudson!" explained the Mexican woman.
"Yes…well!" muttered an embarrassed Rachel while Santana just stood there snickering.
"I didn't think you girls would be big Broadway fans?" asked Santana.
"Where not allowed to watch hardly anything on TV because they think it will incite us to be violent or some shit like that. What they don't realise or think about is if we were violent in the first place we wouldn't be in the joint, it has nothing to do with what we watch. Anyway we only get a few channels and one of our favourite's is the entertainment channel and the Broadway channel." Explained the lady with the piercings. "By the way I'm Vanessa but my old man calls me Nessa, the chicka over there with the tats is Crazy Eight no one knows her real name…"
"Why is she called Crazy Eight?" inquired Santana.
"Because she was perfectly fine and then one morning she woke up with eight tattoos and found out she also killed eight people." Explained Nessa. "Now as for the she-hulk her name is Lena Pavloshenko she was once an Olympian weight lifter from some eastern block country until she was kicked out of the sport for doping. She then went into the protection racquet for some Eastern-European gangster until all the steroids she was taking finally took their toll and in her roid rage she beat three people with a dumbbell. Lastly our little resident housewife sitting all nice and quiet over there is named Tameaka Lewis, her husband was a bastard and was a bit of a dog also he belittled her all the time, that is until she stabbed him twelve times."
"Can we ask what your in for Nessa?" asked Rachel timidly.
"Love" Nessa simply replied.
"Love?" both Rachel and Santana asked at the same time.
"Yeah love! I helped my old man Snake and his buddies smuggle fifteen kilos of coke across the border. We would've got away with it to if his buddies could keep it in their pants. Instead they got wasted on some of the product and bought some strippers before getting arrested by some undercover cops. Now what are you girls in for?"
"For an early Halloween prank I scared Santana and she got mad and chased me down the street with a baseball bat." Explained Rachel.
Lena suddenly stood up and got right in Santana's face before sneering, "You tried to hurt precious Berry?" sneered Lena.
"Easy girl…easy!" Crazy Eight patted Lena on the back before turning to Rachel and Santana. "You are fan of Halloween? Me to! I knew there was a reason why I liked you!" and then she turned to Santana, "As for you chicka! A baseball bat…really, only thugs and gang-bangers use baseball bats anymore!" chastised crazy eight. "Now tell us about this Finn Hudson, Rachel is his as big as he is tall?"
Rachel blushed once again at the lewd comment from Crazy Eight before regaling them all with her and Finn's story. Which had all the hardened criminals oohing and awing over the star-crossed couple; it also heightened their dislike for Santana after hearing all the horrible things she did to Rachel in high school, especially sleeping with Finn.
When all of a sudden a booming voice reverberated throughout the small room, as a large heavyset African American woman marched in and boomed. "All right ladies! Enough gossiping, it's chow time so dig in!"
"Who's that?" whispered Santana
"That's the head guard, Estelle Morton or aka Mama," answered Nessa.
Rachel headed over towards the hole in the bars where Guard Morton was handing out some food. "Hi there I'm Rachel Berry and I was just wondering if you guys provided any vegan options for criminals who don't eat meat or whatever this stuff is?" asked Rachel as she poked at the substance the prison was handing out.
"Oh, I'm sorry your majesty! I never showed you the menu here you go!" boomed Morton.
A happy Rachel opened up the paper Guard Morton handed her and read what she realised was nothing like a menu, but read. 'Eat the fucking slop or starve princess!'.
"Wow! That was rather hostile and unnecessary." Mumbled Rachel.
"You better learn and learn quick girlie! This is my prison and all the girls in here are under my control, so get used to it!" snapped Morton, as Rachel seemed to zone out and start daydreaming…
THE GUARD AT THE DOOR:
And now ladies and gentlemen
the Keeper of the keys,
the Countess of the clink,
the Mistress of Murderers Row,
Matron Mama Morton!
GUARD MORTON:
Ask any of the chickies in my pen
They'll tell you I'm the biggest Mutha... Hen
I love them all and all of them love me -
Because the system works;
the system called reciprocity!
Got a little motto
Always sees me through -
When you're good to Mama, Mama's good to you!
There's a lot of favors
I'm prepared to do
You do one for Mama, she'll do one for you!
Rachel daydreamed that the cellblock and everything was gone and transformed into a luxurious club from the nineteen thirties. Guard Morton danced and sung across the stage dressed in a long golden flapper dress. As she sung she manoeuvred throughout the crowd, flirting with all the guys as the crowd happily ate it up.
They say that life is tit for tat
And that's the way I live -
So, I deserve a lot of tat
For what I've got to give!
Don't you know that this hand
washes that one too
When you're good to Mama, Mama's good to you!
If you want my gravy
Pepper my ragu
Spice it up for Mama, she'll get hot for you!
When they pass that basket
Folks contribute to -
You put in for Mama, she'll put out for you!
The folks a top the ladder
are the ones the world adores -
So boost me up my ladder kid
and I'll boost you up yours!
Let's all stroke together
Like the Princeton crew -
When you're strokin' Mama, Mama's strokin' you!
So what's the one conclusion
I can bring this number to?
When you're good to Mama, Mama's good to you!
As the song and music finished Rachel suddenly snapped out of her daydream as she could hear Morton's booming voice. "PRINCESS…EARTH TO PRINCESS!" boomed the guard as Rachel snapped out of her daydream. Before walking away muttering, "I swear these chicks just keep on getting crazier and crazier!"
Rachel walked back over towards the other girls and said, "I hope she isn't expecting a tip!"
"Are you going to eat that?" asked Lena
"How can you eat that garbage?" asked Rachel as she scrunched up her nose while handing off her food to Lena.
"Easy once you've had enough of it, it starts to taste like chicken." Explained Lena as she started shovelling the so-called food into her mouth.
Meanwhile over in the corner Tameaka was absentmindedly humming away as she played with her food. Rachel listened intently and realised that she wasn't half bad, a bit raw and rough around the edges but all in all not bad.
"What was that you were singing?" asked Rachel as she sat down next to the quiet girl.
"Oh, it's just a song we like to sing from time to time." Replied Tameaka.
"Yeah it's actually a Broadway classic we've modernised a bit" explained Nessa
"Really can we hear it?" asked an excited Rachel.
"Alright come on girls!" shouted Nessa as all the girls jumped up and started the song…
[Intro: Crazy Eight]
Crazy Eight aka The Queen, yes I'm here to testify
No, I gotta speak on my behalf, you don't even know what happened
Can I just tell you what happened?
[Chorus: Lena] (Crazy Eight)
He had it comin' (He had it comin')
He only had himself to blame
If you'd a been there, if you'd a seen it
I think that you would have done the same
[Verse 1: Crazy Eight] (Lena)
I mean imagine, why was he hittin' his woman?
Why was she takin' that?
Now picture her fightin' back, picture the ass kickin'
Think of his ass flippin' down the stairs
And me at the top smilin', he shoulda stopped wildin'
Now could you picture me tryin' to finish him off?
See why I pictured me on this side of the law
High heels leave holes, you'd a thought I was gunnin'
Now the cops comin', I ain't runnin'
(He had it comin')
Girl you shoulda seen it, shoulda bobbed and weaved
Before the cops came, got a coupla clean hits
In word the ? couldn't take the abuse
But I couldn't explain that to the state troops
But you know girl, yeah you go girl
Plus I look real cute in orange jump suits
This the story I'm tellin' and I ain't changin' nothin'
I just needed you to know Your Honour
[Chorus] - 2X
[Verse 2: Tameaka] (Lena)
Aiight aiight, let's get this over with
Take the mug shot, hurry up the fingerprints
What the blood clot?
Lil' Kim aka Sofia Luchiani
Keep your jump suit, I'm rockin' Armani
Yeah, I bust at him once, but that was just a warnin'
My lawyer will be here with bail money in the mornin'
I'm not guilty, just tryin' to protect mine
It ain't my fault he ran into my knife 20 times (He had it comin')
Just my luck the bastard ain't die
What you woulda did if every other day he blacked ya eye?
Broke ya nose 'til it started bleedin'
Kicked you in ya ribs, chocked you 'til you stopped breathing
(f**k) that, I'm sick of bobbing and weaving
Threatenin' to kill me when I threaten to leave him
I do a bid, 'cause ain't no way
(Nigga) gonna do me like Ike and OJ
[Chorus] - 2X
[Verse 3: Crazy Eight]
This is for the constantly accused, mentally abused
How many of you been in my shoes before, aiight
Or have you felt you caught the worse case
Puttin' up wit his tired ass in the first place
Why am I flippin'? I just bought them condoms
I ain't used not one but there was two missin'
Get a new mission, how to catch a cheater
If he only use coach, you shouldn't smell ?
If you know he don't smoke, you shouldn't smell reefer
If you catch him cheatin' you shouldn't yell either
Run up on him quietly, took him out silently
It might sound cruel, but you gotta love the irony
So explain that, just came back off a trip
And I come home to this, please
He ain't followed the guidelines
So forgive me Your Honour, he ran into my knife five times
[Chorus] - 3X
Finn and Puck sped into the forty-ninth street precinct car park and as the car came to a skidding halt in an open car space. They came in so fast that a poor cop on his lunch break who was leaning against his squad car having a coffee and doughnut had to jump out of the way. Before the engine had even been fully turned off, Finn had jumped out of the car leaving Puck sitting in the car.
Puck got out of the car and ran to catch up to Finn who was almost running towards the front door of the precinct. "Finn, man! Wait up!"
Finn spun around and responded, "I can't wait Puck! The longer I'm out here the longer Rach is in there!" yelled Finn as he pointed towards the police station. "Who knows what kind of people they have her in a cell with, she could be surrounded by rapists and murderer's!" stressed Finn. "I swear if anything has happened to Rachel, I'm going to kill Santana!"
"Probably not the best place to be threatening to kill someone, Finn." Quipped Puck as he finally managed to catch up to his friend. "Besides Finn she's in a police station surrounded by New York Cities finest, it's not like she's in San Quentin; so chill dude, in about fifteen minutes you and Berry will be reunited and you two can go back to being that sickeningly sweet couple that makes everyone else want to puke!"
"Gee, thanks Puck! But if any action movie in history is anything to go by, police stations aren't the safest places in the world." responded Finn as he and Puck entered the station.
As they walked through the front door of the precinct Finn made a beeline straight for the cop manning the front desk. Frustratingly for Finn and amusingly so for Puck a little old lady managed to beat them to the desk. The little old lady proceeded to question the officer at length about where she could pay for her collection of speeding tickets. The grizzled officer was trying to explain to the lady that they were a police precinct not a DMV. But she just kept saying, "You gave me the damn tickets so I should be able to pay for them here as well." He finally managed to get the old lady to leave when he got one of the rookie officers to drive her over to the DMV so she could pay her fines.
Now that the front desk was free from annoying little old ladies, Finn and Puck moved up to the desk. Finn looked down at the nameplate of the officer he was talking to which read, Officer Starsky.
"So what can I do for you boy's?" asked officer Starsky.
Before Finn could say anything Puck blurted out, "Hey Starsky, where's Hutch?"
Officer Starsky just rolled his eyes and leaned forward towards Finn and Puck, "Funny son…real funny, I haven't heard that one before." Replied the officer sarcastically while mumbling under his breath, "Stupid seventies cop shows…ruining my life." Before once again speaking to Finn and Puck, "Now what do you two knuckleheads want, or are you just here to bust my chops?"
Once again Puck couldn't help himself and blurted out, "My buddy Finn here wants to know where you go for the conjugal visits?"
Officer Starsky just stared at a smirking Puck before replying, "Son, were you dropped on your head when you were a kid!" in complete deadpan fashion.
"Sorry for my friend sir, he get's vocal Tourette's every now and then." Interjected Finn just as Puck for good effect yelled out, " CHAIR, PUPPY DOG, DISH LICKER, ARSE, KISS…YOUR MOTHER!" Puck yelled while twitching.
"Anyway were here to see Det. Marlon Rubio," stated Finn.
Officer Starsky just turned around and yelled out, "Yo Turner, stop playing with Hooch and go grab Det. Rubio!"
"Fine!" sulked officer Turner before turning back to his partner Hooch and saying, "Sit! Stay…good boy Hooch!" as he ran off in search of Detective Rubio.
After only a few minutes of waiting one of the doors opened and out walked Jamal's brother, Detective Marlon Rubio. Finn was out of his seat in a shot and quickly made his way over to Det. Rubio.
"Finn!" Det. Rubio called out, "I wish we were meeting under better circumstances but it's still nice to see you. You too Puckerman." Added Marlon as he shook Finn and Puck's hands.
"Marlon! What the hell happened?" asked Finn straight away.
"Come on guys I'll fill you in as I lead you back." Stated Marlon as he walked back to the door he came out from. "STARSKY! Open the door I'm taking these boys off your hands and taking them out back!"
Starsky leaned over and pressed the security button that unlocked the door for Marlon, Finn and Puck to walk through; all the while mumbling under his breath. "Thank the lord for that!"
As Finn and Puck followed Marlon through various corridors and rooms full of policemen at desks and on phones, he started explaining what happened. "Apparently we got a report of a young woman being chased by a what witnesses described as a psychotic woman through the streets. Once one of our officers arrived on the scene he witnessed the woman we now know was Rachel being chased down an alley by the second woman while armed with a baseball bat. Unfortunately the officer had to Taser your girl because she was brandishing a knife, we later found out was a prop knife on loan from Funny Girl…"
"Berry got Tasered! This just keeps getting better and better!" quipped Puck before getting an extreme death glare from Finn and a 'what the hell' look from Marlon.
"Anyway I noticed Rachel and Santana's names on the booking sheet and made sure they were put in holding until you could get here. I also pulled some strings to get a lot of the charges dropped but they will both still have to pay fines for public nuisance charges with no criminal conviction being recorded." Finished Marlon as they reached the locked door to the holding cells.
"I simply can't thank you enough Marlon! Anything you, Rebecca or the girls need or want I'm your man!" gushed a relieved Finn.
"Well there is one thing, the twins birthday is coming up…sweet sixteen; and I would be the coolest dad ever if I could get them to the sold out One Direction concert at Madison Square Gardens." Explained Marlon.
"I know their manager as well as the guy putting on the concert, so consider it done. I'll even get them to throw in some backstage passes as well!" replied Finn.
"Oh My God, Finn you're the best! I was just aiming for the title of coolest dad ever, but your going to put me into legendary status!" Marlon replied back.
"Family looks out for family, Marlon; and we consider you and Jamal and your families part of our family. But if you really need to thank me, maybe you could get your mum to send me some of her amazing southern chicken."
"You got yourself a deal. Now how about we reunite you with your girl!" replied Marlon as he unlocked the door and led Puck and Finn into the room where the holding cells were located.
As the guys walked further back into the room with the holding cells they were met with the most extraordinary sight and sound.
The song finished and as Santana and Rachel were congratulating the girls on what a great job they did. They were interrupted by a voice calling out, "Rachel!" and as she turned around she saw Finn, Puck and Jamal's brother Detective Rubio standing there at the door to the holding cells.
"Finn?"
"Rach, baby are you okay?" cried Finn as he ran towards the bars of the cell where he met Rachel and kissed her passionately through the bars.
"I'm fine Finny! Are you here to get me out?" asked Rachel as all the girls except Santana were once again oohing and awing in the background.
"I sure am, baby!" replied Finn as Det. Rubio got out a set of keys and unlocked the door to the cell as Rachel rushed out and tackled Finn in a big hug.
As Finn and Rachel were hugging, Santana called out, "About time Finn-turd! I almost had to eat some of this shit!" snipped Santana as she went to leave the cell as well but was stopped by Det. Rubio.
"Hold on a second miss." Stated Marlon as he turned to Finn and asked, "Finn what about this one?"
"I don't care bro it's up to you. I just came here for Rach, catch ya later Santana!" answered Finn as he started leading Rachel out.
"DON'T YOU DARE LEAVE ME IN HERE FINNEGAN!" shouted Santana.
"Finn you're not really going to leave Santana in there are you?" Rachel whispered.
"No, I'm just letting her stew in her own juices for awhile," replied Finn.
As they exited the door they waited around the corner for a few minutes before reentering the room and calling out to Marlon saying. "You can let her out as well Marlon…I was just joking."
Marlon once again opened the cell door and let Santana out. "That was so not funny Finn! You better sleep with one eye open from now on!" warned Santana.
Meanwhile Rachel was busy saying goodbye to the other girls in the holding cell. They had only been in there an hour or two but it was long enough to become friends with most of them.
"If any of you get out, try and look me up maybe one of you could become my bodyguard or something." Suggested Rachel as she said goodbye and followed Finn, Puck and Santana out the door.
Santana and Rachel received their possessions back from the policewoman at the front desk as Finn asked. "Are you sure your okay babe?"
Rachel just stared at her boyfriend before answering, "I'm absolutely fine, in fact I'm ecstatic…I'm the Badass of Broadway! Even though I was only in there for a few hours I've now got so much to draw on if I ever decide to write another song; anyway now I can actually say I have street cred. I feel like fifty cent!" gushed an excited Rachel.
"Sure you do, killer…sure you do!" joked Finn as he led the group to the car.
The group all piled into the car and had just taken off when Puck started singing…
Huh!
Bad Girls!
What'cha want? What'cha want?
What'cha gonna do
When Sheriff John Brown come for you?
Tell me, what'cha ya wanna do, what'cha gonna do?
Yeah!
Bad girls, bad girls
What'cha gonna do?
What'cha gonna do when they come for you?
Bad girls, bad girls
What'cha gonna do?
What'cha gonna do when they come for you?
When you were eight and had bad traits
You go to school and learn the golden rule
So why are you acting like a bloody fool?
If you get hot then you must get cool!
Bad girls, bad girls
What'cha gonna do?
What'cha gonna do when they come for you?
Bad girls, bad girls
What'cha gonna do?
What'cha gonna do when they come for you?
Puck turned around as he was singing, smirking at Santana and Rachel as Finn was driving and laughing. Rachel was pouting while looking out the window while Santana looked like she was about to throttle Puck.
"If you finish that song, I swear to God I'm going to kill you Puck!" threatened Santana from the backseat.
"Well I better not sing this next verse. Oh no! it's starting and…and I just can't help myself…" joked Puck as he started singing again.
You chuck it on that one, ya chuck it on this one
You chuck it on ya mother and ya chuck it on ya father
You chuck it on ya brother and ya chuck it on ya sister
And you chuck it on that one and ya chuck it on me!
Bad girls, bad girls
What'cha gonna do?
What'cha gonna do when they come for you?
Bad girls, bad girls
What'cha gonna do?
What'cha gonna do when they come for you?
Puck just kept on singing oblivious to Santana who was trying to punch him from the backseat of the car.
Bad girls, bad girls
What'cha gonna do?
What'cha gonna do when they come for you?
Bad girls, bad girls
What'cha gonna do?
What'cha gonna do when they come for you?
"FINN!" chastised Rachel as Finn started singing along with Puck.
Once he had stopped at a red light Finn turned around to Puck, Rachel and Santana and said. "Girls you have to admit the songs damn catchy! Plus what happened to the girl with all the street cred?"
Rachel let out a small smile and Finn knew he had her as she started singing the next verse alongside both Finn and Puck while Santana continued to sulk in the back of the car.
Nobody naw give you no break
Police naw give you no break
Soldier naw give you no break
Not even you 'idren naw give you no break
Hey
Bad girls, bad girls
What'cha gonna do?
What'cha gonna do when they come for you?
Bad girls, bad girls
What'cha gonna do?
What'cha gonna do when they come for you?
Why did you have to act so mean?
Don't you know you're human being?
Born from a mother with the love from a father
Reflections come and reflections go
I know sometimes you want to let go
Hehehe
I know sometimes you want to let go
As it came back to the chorus, Rachel leaned back and started poking Santana until she finally let out a smile. Then the whole car burst into song for the remainder of the song.
Bad girls, bad girls
What'cha gonna do?
What'cha gonna do when they come for you?
Bad girls, bad girls
What'cha gonna do?
What'cha gonna do when they come for you?
Bad girls, bad girls
What'cha gonna do?
What'cha gonna do when they come for you?
Bad girls, bad girls
What'cha gonna do?
What'cha gonna do when they come for you?
(You're too bad, you're too rude)
(You're too bad, you're too rude)
Bad girls, bad girls
What'cha gonna do?
What'cha gonna do when they come for you?
Bad girls, bad girls
What'cha gonna do?
What'cha gonna do when they come for you?
Bad girls, bad girls
What'cha gonna do?
What'cha gonna do when they come for you?
Bad girls, bad girls
What'cha gonna do?
What'cha gonna do when they come for you?
You chuck it on that one, ya chuck it on this one
You chuck it on ya mother and ya chuck it on ya father
You chuck it on ya brother and ya chuck it on ya sister
And you chuck it on that one and ya chuck it on me!
They pulled up alongside a large group of people cueing to get in some trendy place as Finn wound the windows down and the group started belting out the song for the people standing in the cue.
Bad girls, bad girls
What'cha gonna do?
What'cha gonna do when they come for you?
Bad girls, bad girls
What'cha gonna do?
What'cha gonna do when they come for you?
Bad girls, bad girls
What'cha gonna do?
What'cha gonna do when they come for you?
Bad girls, bad girls
What'cha gonna do?
What'cha gonna do when they come for you?
The song finished just as the light changed as Finn, Rachel and the gang roared off into the New York night laughing. Because they were at peace with the fact they got off lightly and hadn't ruined their futures over a prank they may have went to far.
Rachel was still sitting there on the couch basking in her Halloween decorating prowess. As the door to the apartment opened and in came Finn laden down with dozens of bags. He dumped all the bags beside the door and went in search of Rachel. Finn looked around at the apartment, or as it was now decorated as a haunted house. Since the floor to ceiling of the apartment had been decorated by his Halloween obsessed girlfriend, Finn had to carefully manoeuvre over and between skeletons, coffins and fake ghosts in search of Rachel.
"Rachel, are you home?" called out Finn as he accidentally stepped on and crushed a tiny gremlin.
"FINN!" chastised Rachel as she appeared from behind a spooky tree. "You just crushed poor little Gizmo!" cried Rachel as she cradled the shattered pieces of the porcelain creature.
"Rach, when I said you could decorate a bit for Halloween, I didn't mean transform the entire house into a Tim Burton movie set." Replied Finn as he finally found a bare spot on the couch to sit down.
"You know me Finny, I never do anything halfway. If I'm going to do anything I have to do it to my full abilities otherwise I won't do it." Answered Rachel as she sat down on the couch next to Finn.
"And that's why I love you, Hummingbird!" cooed Finn as he reached across and pulled Rachel into a big hug and kissed her forehead.
Rachel playfully punched Finn in the arm and quipped, "Your lucky I'm not lactose intolerant Finn with all that cheese…ya big goof!"
"HELP…HELP, MY GIRLFRIENDS BEATING ME!" Finn playfully shouted as he cowered from Rachel's punches.
"Whatever Finn! If I wanted to beat your cute little tush, believe me you'd know it! Besides you better not mess with me, I'm a hardened criminal whose done time remember!" stated Rachel.
"Oooh! Watch out the Bloods and Crips here comes New York Cities newest criminal element, the jazz hands gang!" mocked Finn.
"Don't mock Finn!" warned Rachel, "Just remember that Annie has a gun, and if that doesn't make you think twice; I'll get chorus line to do a hot shoe shuffle on your ass!"
"Damn! If it's that bad, maybe I should move to Oklahoma!" mocked Finn once again causing both him and Rachel to start laughing.
"Anyway it's time for the serious stuff! Tell me you remembered to pick up our costumes for the party tomorrow night?" queried Rachel.
Suddenly Finn got really silent before answering, "I did…even though after seeing what you ordered I wish I forgot."
"Why? I picked the perfect couples costume for us! It's both funny and perfect at the same time. What's not to love?" stated Rachel before getting a brilliant idea. "Ooh! I know go and try yours on!" ordered Rachel.
"NO! I can tell you right now Rach, there's no way in hell I'm wearing what you picked out!" exclaimed a defiant Finn.
"Please Finny! Please…please…pretty please! I promise you I'll make it worth your while…I'll even do that thing your always wanting me to do!"
Finn quickly turned around and stared at Rachel seriously and said, "You promise, you'll do that thing?" questioned Finn.
Rachel held up her head as if she was swearing an oath, "I promise Finny and if your lucky I may even do it twice!"
"Fine!" grumbled Finn as Rachel started bouncing up and down and clapping. While Finn reluctantly got off the couch and walked over to where he had dumped the bags by the front door. He grabbed one of the costume bags and walked into the bedroom to go and change.
After a couple of moments the door to the bedroom swung open but no one came out. "FINN?" Rachel called out to her boyfriend and was met with silence.
Just as she was about to call out again, Finn called out instead, "NO WAY! UH-UH, I'M NOT COMING OUT OF THIS BEDROOM EVER AGAIN!"
"Finn come on! If you don't come out within the next three minutes, I'm retracting my offer about doing that thing you love!"
"FINE! DON'T LAUGH!" and then Rachel saw Finn emerge from the bedroom dressed in his side of the couples costume Rachel had chosen. He walked out to the couch and stood in front of Rachel.
"Perfect…simply perfect! Finn you look amazing!" squealed an exciting Rachel.
"I can't believe I'm dressed as a…"
"Oh, hush Finn! Now go and change before you ruin the costume by spilling something on it!" ordered Rachel as Finn went back to the bedroom to change back to his regular clothes.
Rachel clapped to herself in delight at how perfect everything was turning out. She had got the perfect couples costume for her and Finn as well as perfectly decorated the apartment for the party tomorrow night. Now all she had to worry about was stopping Finn from trying to sabotage their costumes before the party; as well as making sure everyone got into the party spirit and dressed up as well. "God! I just love Halloween?" a giddy Rachel thought to herself as she got up from the couch to make sure Finn wasn't trying to shove their costumes down the garbage chute.
Wowzers! Sorry about the little itty-bitty cliffhanger but it was getting really long and I wanted to get a chapter out so I've left the party for the next chapter. I wonder what couples costume Rachel selected for her and Finn that has him so reluctant? Everything will be revealed soon. The songs used in this chapter were, 'Sexy Silk' by Jesse J, 'When Your Good to Mama' by Queen Latifah & Taye Diggs, 'Cell Block Tango (feat. Lil' Kim & Macy Gray)' by Queen Latifah, 'Bad Boys (From "Cops")' by Inner Circle (Slightly Edited Version). Like always see you next time. Have a good one and don't do anything I wouldn't do.