Of Warblers and Chickadees Chapter 4: Sectionals, a glee fanfic

Hey guys :D I won´t keep you long, I´d just like to provide a couple of links to the songs the choirs will be doing this chapter, because I found them a cappella. The first one is for the first song, wile the second one is for the third song, as I couldn´t find an a cappella version of the second song. Anyway, enjoy:

Just remove the spaces, if it doesn´t work I´m sorry. You can probably just search for the names of the songs(which I´ll give at the bottom AN, + a cappella on youtube and I´m sure you´ll find something useful.

.com/ watch?v= LhcWX9VQW-M - First song

.com/ watch?v= es4xlWCXLyM - Third Song

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"Gentlemen, if you please?" Oz gestured for the warblers to follow him into the theatre. The sense of expectation, nerves and competitive instinct was thick in the air. They had gone through numerous pep-talks before even entering the huge building, but they felt their nerves return as the actual banner, the actual competitions and the actual trophy was visual. The trophy was pretty small, but it was just a sectionals trophy anyway, and it still looked beautiful to the boys. Beautiful, not really in itself, but because of what it would mean to win it. It would mean another shot at Regionals. Gazing around, the head counselor took note of their competition. He had already done research on them, but seeing the other choirs in real life was more terrifying. A group of fifteen teenage boys stood in line, like soldiers, while a tall boy with short cropped dark hair gave them commands, like a lieutenant. Oz immediately recognized them as St. Aldemar´s reform school for boys. It wasn´t officially called a reform school anymore, but "juvenile correctional institution", wasn´t as catchy. The boys from St. Aldemar´s looked more like a small army than a high school choir. Most had an indifferent look to them, some looked terrified, while a few looked like their competitive edge was getting to them. No matter what they thought of the competition though, the boys all had the same perfect posture, and all seemed to be as obedient as hunting dogs.

The other choir competing, was pretty much the opposite of St. Aldemar´s. They came from Evidentia, a school that specialized in children with a bilingual or multicultural background, or children with parents who wanted them to be bilingual or multicultural. It supposedly taught about 30 different languages, and each of it´s students were supposed to be fluent in at least four. None of the students seemed to resemble one another, they all wore green, but their costumes were very different. One looked pretty average, in a white t-shirt, black jeans and green shirt, another was wearing a green, Indian costume, some might recognize as a dhoti. They looked like they came from every corner of the world, and if the ruomers were true, they probably talked that way too.

"We´re up last, and St. Aldemar is up first in about an hour. So, you´re dismissed," Oz told the warblers, who immediately ran off in different directions. Before his friend could disappear, Oz grabbed the sleeve of Xavier´s blazer, stopping him. "Don´t get lost this time!"

"Chill, I´ll use the stairs."

"How much if I hit the lieutenant?" Leon asked, a mischievous glint in his blue-gray eyes. He sat on one of the stools around a tall table, looking over his shoulder at the St. Aldemar boys, pouting to the lieutenant-like boy with a straw. The junior had a pile of little ripped-up tissue on the table next to him.

"I bet you´ll get expelled," Theo replied, but grinned as mischievously as his friend. "Five dollars."

"Deal," Leon said, rolled up one of the tissue pieces and put it in his mouth. Rolling it around in his mouth a while, Leon put the straw to his mouth. Sure he would hit his Leon blew, sending the wet spit-ball straight toward the leader of the St. Aldemar choir. The ball would have hit the boy square in the neck, had Oz not walked by at that moment. The head counselor got a tiny piece of sticky white tissue sent straight into his temple, shocking the tanned warbler. Covering his mouth with hand to keep himself from laughing out loud, Leon whipped around, turning his back to Oswynn. Theodore was biting his lower lip, as he too was very close to laughing at the look on Oz´ face. The senior curiously touched his temple, finding the wet substance and wondering how the heck it got there. Just as Oswynn entered the nearest bathroom, both Leon and Theo burst out laughing.

"You are so screwed if he finds out you did it!"

"He won´t," Leon insisted between fits of laughter, as he grabbed the tissue and straw and threw it in the closest trashcan. "Because there are no witnesses, or evidence."

"And what where you two just doing?" a rather high voice inquired of them. Turning the two warblers found Xavier looking up at them. For a guy of only 5'6, he was pretty darn intimidating. Before either boy could explain, the senior broke into a huge smile, his rounded face lighting up. "You should have seen your faces just now! Priceless!"

"Priceless was the look on our wonderful wizard´s face when he found the spitball!" Theodore exclaimed, laughing like there was no tomorrow, and using the head counselor´s more imaginative nickname.

"Just make sure he doesn´t catch you," Xavier grinned, and walked away, missing the two other warblers high five-ing.

"You know those fellas?" Jessie Larvin asked Aaron, nudging the blond boy´s side, gesturing toward two boys who stood alone. They didn´t seem to belong with any of the choirs, at least they weren´t in uniform. Neither did they seem to be related to anyone in the choirs, as they stood alone. One of them, a tall blond boy in a letterman jacket, kept looking around suspiciously. The other one, a bald boy with caramel-colored skin, seemed more relaxed. For some reason they seemed vaguely familiar, though Jessie and Aaron couldn´t figure out where they had seen them before.

"Nope, why?"

"Jus´ askin´," Jessie replied, his Irish accent as evident as ever. He had lived in the states for about five years, but his accent remained the same as always. Both Aaron and Jessie eyed the two other boys up and down. Neither cared to actually go up and talk to the other boys.

"From St. Aldemar, please welcome the Atonals!" The host smiled brightly at the crowd, before he quickly shuffled off the stage, and the curtains opened to reveal the army-like choir standing in a perfect cross. The religious symbol surprised many of the warblers, who didn´t know St. Aldemar was a christian school. They began singing softly, one of them whistling the tune. The song was relaxing, and a large portion of the audience leaned back in their seats and closed their eyes. The boy at the end of the cross, the one closest to the audience began singing. His voice was high, and his blond hair was cut short.

Amazing Grace, how sweet the sound, That saved a wretch like me. I once was lost but now am found, Was blind, but now I see. T'was Grace that taught my heart to fear. And Grace, my fears relieved. How precious did that Grace appear The hour I first believed.

The boys began "Da"-ing instead of the "oh"-ing they had been doing earlier, making the song more fast-paced, though it was still quite relaxing.

Through many dangers, toils and snares I have already come; 'Tis Grace that brought me safe thus far and Grace will lead me home.

The song´s tempo was increased even more, and another boy joined the first soloist. The song got a much more pop-ish feel. No one in the choir had moved at all, and their faces were clean of emotion. Andy understood why the performance might be more enjoyable with your eyes closed, as the Atonals´ faces were so neutral.

When we've been here ten thousand years Bright shining as the sun. We've no less days to sing God's praise Than when we've first begun. I once was lost but now am found, Was blind, but now I see.

The audience cheered as the Atonals finished the song, as quietly as they had begun. Courteously the warblers clapped, as Oz had specifically instructed them too. He was all for being fair players.

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In the break between the introduction and first performance, and the two other performances most of the warblers met up with their friends and families who had come to watch. Sean´s girlfriend Gabriella had showed up to support them, even if her boyfriend wash´t there. She was eagerly talking to Xavier and Oz, who were less eager to talk to their friend´s tiny and controlling girlfriend. They couldn´t even count the times she had come to Dalton on surprise visits, just to make sure Sean wash´t fooling around with any of the boys at the school.

River was talking to a petite girl with short black hair, a very few of the other warblers knew. The twins, Ellis and Elran, sat by themselves, looking bored. They were very peculiar looking, with their long hair and fair features. They both kept two locks of their hair loose in front of their ears, and another two locks tied upon the backs of their heads. All in all they had a very elfin look about them.

The two boys Jessie and Aaron had spotted earlier were sitting on a pair of stools around one of the tables, both looking around. The tall blonde one seemed to be hiding from someone, while throwing suspicious glances at River and the petite girl. The tan one seemed more relaxed and eyed several of the other guys with an unreadable expression.

As the boy in the letterman jacket left for the bathroom, Aaron mustered the courage to go talk to the other boy. Taking a deep and calming breath, Aaron strolled in what he hoped was a casual manner over to the bald boy.

"Mind if I join you?" Aaron greeted, trying to seem nonchalant, as he sat down on the stool opposite of the other boy. The tan boy gestured for Aaron to stay and sit, while extending his hand to him.

"Nathaniel."

"Aaron," Aaron replied a bit shakily, while tapping the fingers of the hand not shaking Nathaniel´s, on his knee. He did that a lot when he was nervous, and he tended to get nervous whenever he was talking to hot guys, and Nathaniel was definitely hot. He looked like he was tall, though it was hard to tell because he was sitting. His skin was a light caramel color, and he was clearly into some kind of sport. "So, why are you here? Because you´re clearly not competing."

"I´m just here supporting a friend," Nathaniel replied, rolling his eyes, his gorgeous brown eyes. "He wanted to spy on someone, and it would apparently look less suspicious if we were two."

"Huh," Aaron said, wondering if all Nathaniel´s friends were as weird. Running a hand through his platina blonde hair, he tried to think of something clever to say.

"You then, are you competing?"

"Well, yeah." Aaron replied, though he had thought the uniform made his intentions here clear. "I´m a warbler."

"Oh, weren´t you guys competing in the normal choir Sectionals, too?"

"Yeah, how did you know?"

"I´m in the New Directions," Nathaniel smiled, revealing his shiny white teeth. Aaron breath caught in his throat, because Nathaniel sure had some nice looking teeth, and lips. Not to mention his eyes. Just as Aaron had figured out something witty to say, the host announced over the speakers that the next choir was ready to perform. Squeezing Aaron shoulder for a bit longer than necessary, Nathaniel told him "good luck", and left.

Having been to taken with Nathaniel, Aaron hand´t noticed a small boy with black hair, and thin, black-framed glasses, looking at him from a distance.

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It's a world of laughter, a world of tears; It's a world of hopes and a world of fears; There's so much that we share, That it's time we're aware It's a small world, after all.

At first, several of the warblers thought the students from Evidentia were joking when they began singing the theme song of a Disney World ride. Then, as they kept singing, it became evident how very serious they were. Of course, no one could complain about their harmonies, but parts of the audience seemed to want to rip their ears off from the song itself. A few, like Theo and Leon seemed to be enjoying the song.

It's a Small World, after all; It's a Small World, after all; It's a Small World, after all; It's a small, small, world.

As the warblers should have expected, the Evidentia choir changed language in the middle of the song, going from English to Spanish. The language change didn´t necessarily make the song less annoying, but it seemed to give those in the audience who weren´t familiar with Evidentia, a pleasant surprise.

Una luna hay solo hay un sol

Para todos brillan sin distincion

Y aunque muy grandes son, las montañas y el mar

Muy pequeño el mundo es

Debe haber mas hermandad

Muy pequeño es

Once again the choir changed language, this time, to French. As everyone in the audience pretty much had the song imprinted into their brain, it didn´t matter how little French they knew. They knew exactly what the happy and multicultural boys were singing. To create more life to their performance the boys were all dancing, and somehow they knew how to do that too, while speaking another language. Most of the warblers struggled with speaking another language and not biting their tongue in the process.

Au bout du Pole Nord ou sur l'equateur

Il y a un jean qui rit il y a un jean qui pleure

Du soleil due midi au soleil de minuit

On a tous la même vie

Car le monde est tout petit

Devant le ciel on se dit

Que nous sommes des fourmis

Le monde est petit

For the third time the choir changed language, this time, to Italian. They´re performance was as a whole very chipper, and to most, extremely annoying. Unfortunately, or fortunately, depending on how you look at it, at least two of the judges seemed to love the song.

Mari e monti non ci dividono, Luna e sole sempre risplendono, Se un sorriso farai in risposta tu avrai, Amicizia e simpatia.

E un mondo piccolo, Dopo tutto è piccolo, E un mondo favoloso, Ma è piccolo.

Reprising the refrain once again, the time in English, the Evidentia boys seemed to finally near the end of their performance.

It's a Small World, after all; It's a Small World, after all; It's a Small World, after all; It's a small, small, world.

The room erupted with cheers and applause. Some applauded the brilliant performance, while others cheered because it was finally over.

"God, I´m glad that´s over!" Rohan Carter exclaimed as they exited the auditorium and headed backstage. He was one of the shorter warblers, and had a dirty blond fohawk.

"What do you mean? That song is awesome!" Leon protested, and was backed up by Theo, who was humming the tune quite loudly.

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Standing in a perfect circle with River in the centre, the warblers prepare themselves mentally. River, of course, was the poster boy for calm and collected, as the curtains opened, and the other warblers began singing. River sang quietly, softly, as the other warblers opened the circle.

Oh, my love

my darling

I've hungered for your touch

a long lonely time

and time goes by so slowly

and time can do so much

are you still mine?

I need your love

Godspeed your love to me

Calmly, River stepped toward the audience, still singing sweetly. His eyes hand´t left a pair of violet ones in the audience.

Lonely rivers flow to the sea,

to the sea

to the open arms of the sea

lonely rivers sigh 'wait for me, wait for me'

I'll be coming home wait for me

Stepping in time with the beat the warblers moved around to form a new formation. Cheesy as they were, the warblers now formed a heart, as they wash the last part of the song.

Oh, my love

my darling

I've hungered for your touch

a long lonely time

and time goes by so slowly

and time can do so much

are you still mine?

I need your love

Godspeed your love to me

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The worst part about the competitions, were the wait. Waiting for the results was definitely more terrifying than performing, and harder to take than the actual results. Aaron sat tapping his foot, Leon was drumming his fingers against the table and Theo jiggled his feet, while Sean snapped at them to "pull it together". River was of course calm, even as Sandy left his side to go talk to Nathaniel. The warblers were really all too distracted to notice the New Direction members´ whispered, but intense discussion.

They were al startled when the announcer said the judges had chosen their winner, and would be announcing the results in a few moments. Shuffling unto he stage nervously, the warblers could feel their hearts beating loudly against their ribs. Andy´s palms were sweaty, Timmy looked like he was trying to eat his lip he was chewing it so forcefully and Sing was anxiously running his hands through his hair.

"The first runner-up is," the host declared, stopping to make the moment as exciting as possible. "Evidentia´s Les Chanteurs!"

The crowd cheered as the multicultural and green-clad boys grabbed their trophy, a particularly small silver cup. The audience grew quiet as the two remaining choirs awaited their answer.

"The winner of this year´s Ohio Sectionals is," once again the host paused for the dramatic effect. Sandy was clutching the hand of the person sitting beside her, a forty-something year old man, who looked at her like she was crazy. Neither Joshua nor Nathaniel really cared who won, and Gabriella looked positively fierce as she held her phone close ready to call her boyfriend and tell him how it went. "The warblers!"

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"Behold, my ladies, the amazing warblers, winners of Sectionals!" Leon announced as he, Theo and River entered breadstix, all looking thoroughly pleased with themselves. Even River, who usually stayed indifferent.

"Congratulations guys, I guess we´ll be seeing you at Regionals then." Addy informed them cheerfully. She was already sitting at one of the tables, Angel and Ellen on either side.

"You too?" Theo asked, to which Angel happily nodded, her light chestnut curls bouncing. As the three warblers filled into the bench opposite of the three girls, Theo and Leon casually threw they´re arms around each others. "We´ll be ready to kick your asses, then."

"If anybody´s going to kick anybody´s ass at Regionals, it´ll be us kicking yours!" Addy replied sassily.

"Oh really? Then why don´t we make it interesting? The losers," Leon said, clearly implying "you" when he said "losers". "Buy the winners dinner. Here, eight o´clock, first Friday after we win."

"Deal!" The three girls agreed in unison.

"But you must have meant, after we win," Addy continued, as sassily s before. If the blond girl had plenty of, it was competitive edge, and belief in herself.

"You wish!"

A bit away from the six friends´ table, away in a corner, a tan bald boy sat, sharing dinner with a small girl with perky features. Kissing her goodbye, the boy said he´d pay the bill, and that she could just leave. After she was gone, Nathaniel didn´t call on the waitress though, instead he sat waiting for about five minutes, before a platina blond boy with hot pink streaks in his hair walked in.

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So, I´ll probably only post every other month from now on, due to school and what not, but I will update one of my storied every month, so if you read them both you will still get one chapter per month.

The songs were:

Amazing Grace - John Newton

It´s a small world (after all) - the Walt Disney Company(at least according to Wikipedia)

Unchained Melody - Alex North and Hy Zaret

And with that, I leave you.

P.S Remember, I love reviews :D

Klainebows and Klisses

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