Disclaimer: I don't own anything that I talk about in this chapter. Disney World belongs to Walt Disney and all those other cool people. I'm just a fan of both Glee and Disney.
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"We're staying here?"
"Are you serious?"
After a seemingly uneventful three hour plane ride from Ohio to Florida, New Directions had boarded their appointed bus and headed off to their hotel. Similar murmurs of shock and awe were heard amongst the group as the McKinley team made their way inside the lobby of their temporary home. Since Disney was hosting the event, they had provided rooms for all of the Show Choirs at one of their famous resorts.
Disney's All-Star Music Resort paid homage to five classical music genres: Broadway show tunes, calypso, country, jazz, and rock'n'roll. The resort was made up of five pairs of three story buildings- each bright pair themed after a specific musical genre and decorated with gigantic musical instruments. A bright sign above the entrance bore the name of the building as Melody Hall.
Emma stood patiently with the group of bustling teenagers for the brief period of time Will spent checking them in before returning to the group and getting everyone's attention.
"Okay, so this is how it will work: Disney has given us seven rooms, which means that we will be splitting up into pairs. Each room has two beds, so nobody has to sleep on a couch this time." That announcement was met with a round of cheers. Nobody had been looking forward to the arguments that came with fighting for a bed instead of a pull-out sofa.
"Anyway, the obvious thing to do would be to split you up by gender and assign roommates that way, but since Puck and Quinn have a child, as much as we hate to have co-ed room assignments, we're going to have to bend the rules a little. So we're letting Kurt and Mercedes room together along with Quinn and Puck. The rest of the pairs are and will remain as follows: Mike and Artie, Finn and Matt, Santana and Brittany, and Rachel and Tina." Will glanced at the group. "You all have an hour to get settled. We're meeting back here at one thirty to grab something to eat and start rehearsing. They have conference rooms cleared and ready for practice space so be ready." Checking over the information booklets in his hands for any forgotten information, Will seemed content with his speech. "Okay, grab your keys from Ms. Pillsbury and do NOT, under any circumstances, leave this hotel. Clear?" Receiving twelve nods he motioned for Emma to pass out the keys. "Good."
"Hey, Mr. Schue!" As the rest of the group grabbed their belongings and headed for the elevator, Puck and Quinn hung back to speak with their teacher.
"Yeah guys? What's up?"
Quinn smiled softly and bounced the baby in her arms. "We just wanted to say thank you, for everything you're doing for us. We know that we're not making this any easier on you by being here." She paused and sent a pointed look towards Puck, jabbing him with her elbow.
"Yeah, uh, we really appreciate the help." He agreed finally.
Will smiled warmly at the couple. "You're welcome. You guys are all my kids, and a few unexpected turns in the plan aren't going to change that."
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"So you and Santana, huh?" Finn said casually as he and his roommate unpacked their bags.
Matt grinned and tossed some clothes into the dresser drawer. "Yeah, pretty much."
"I gotta say man, it's weird seeing you like this." Finn shrugged playfully. "All giddy and stuff. Kinda creepy."
"Giddy? Dude, seriously." Matt laughed.
Finn glared at him mockingly. "Shut up! I learned it from Rachel."
"Yeah, you say I'm freaky. You and Rachel aren't weird at all." His friend said with a roll of his eyes.
"Hey, I've loved Rachel since I first joined Glee club." Finn said honestly. "It may have taken me awhile to get my head out of my ass to see it, but it was always there."
"If we're being honest, I've kind of had a thing for San since the sixth grade." Matt confessed. "But if that gets out I'll probably have to kill you. God only knows what she'd do to me if she found out."
Finn laughed. "Got it. You seem happy though."
"I am dude." The two jocks moved to sit on the edge of each bed. "It's crazy. Like, I know she comes off as a bitch sometimes, but when it's just us she lets her guard down or something. And all that tough shit she puts up is really just to protect herself. It may not seem like it, but she's deep, dude. Like, insightful or some shit. It's actually pretty awesome." Finn smiled as his friend went on. "She's kind of the best thing that's ever happened to me." Matt paused. "I sound like a pansy."
"Hey, we're at Disney World competing in a show choir competition." The lanky boy pointed out. "You keep your mouth shut about being a pansy then so will I. We can just… pretend these next few days don't count."
Matt laughed and held out his fist to pound. "Deal. Consider this trip a free pass."
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Forty-five minutes later, the group of fifteen was sitting around a long table near the back of the Intermission Food Court pigging out on a small smorgasbord of assorted meals. Unable to decide on just one choice, the group had settled the dilemma by having everyone ordering something different and sharing their entrees, allowing each person the privilege of eating what they wanted for only a fraction of the cost. Unfortunately, they were forced to forgo their usual grease and fat indulging preferences and instead chow down on healthy choices. A lot of the kids had been planning on ignoring Rachel's usual plea to improve their diet before a valid point was made.
"Eat all the junk you want. Just remember that you're going to be dancing for the next three days and the judges will undoubtedly knock points off for vomiting during the performance." She shrugged innocently. "But that's one hundred percent your decision."
Maybe it wouldn't hurt to follow her advice just this once.
After the meal, New Directions spent the next few hours going over the choreography and teaching Puck and Quinn the steps.
"No, no, no! It's left, right, right, twist, and TURN on the three count." Rachel said, aggravated. "You're turning on one and a half!"
Puck frowned. "Well excuse me, Miss Perfection! It's not our fault that your choreography is so demanding, not mention that we just started learning this two hours ago!"
"I went over the steps on the plane, Noah!"
"Yeah, because it's so easy to learn to dance sitting on an airplane! It's hard enough standing up!"
Rachel closed her eyes, pinching the bridge of her nose in an effort to calm herself down. "I refuse to fight with you over something as trivial as choreography, especially at a time like this."
"Alright guys, we need to wrap it up. It's already eight thirty." Will said stepping up to the group. "Time to turn in. We have an early day tomorrow."
Rachel shook her head. "No, we can't stop now. We're not ready."
"Rachel, I understand that you're dedicated but-"
"Mr. Schuester, with all due respect, this is far from dedication. This is pure selfishness." The brunette dropped her arms to her sides before resting her hands on her hips and turning to her peers. "For the past year we have worked our asses off. I've been with this group since it was just the five of us singing 'Sit Down You're Rocking The Boat' and it has been hell getting here. There have been walk outs and new people and so many obstacles out to get us, half of those obstacles being our own fault. This is the end of the final stretch; we're competing at Nationals tomorrow. We are not going to start slacking now." Rachel shook her head and paused for a minute before speaking again, this time to Puck and Quinn. "Ten minute break so you two can put Madeline to bed. I'll grab coffee and we'll meet back down here to keep going practicing. The rest of you can go on to sleep; I know the routine well enough to coach them myself."
"Rachel, you can't do that." Will said firmly. "You'll be exhausted for the performance tomorrow and-"
"I can be exhausted when we get back to Lima!" Rachel exclaimed. "I can be exhausted on the plane ride home after we win on Friday! I can be exhausted during summer vacation when we have a National title under our belt! Mr. Schuester, I have the rest of my life to be exhausted. Right now is the time that counts. I'm doing this."
The room was silent as each person took in the reality of Rachel's words.
"You're not coaching them yourself." Finn said finally. "You need a partner. I'm not going to sleep either."
"I've pulled plenty of all nighters before." Santana added while Matt nodded in agreement. "I'm in too."
"So am I."
"And us." Mike gestured between Brittany and himself.
Tina nodded. "Me too."
"And me." Artie said.
Kurt sighed. "As much as I hate to miss my beauty rest and mess up my routine, this is important. So I guess count me in."
"Well I'm not about to break up this team." Mercedes said. "You're not getting rid of me either."
"We're doing this Mr. Schue." Rachel said firmly. "And, with all due respect, there really isn't anything you can do to stop us."
Seeing the determined faces of the twelve kids before him really was a sight for Will Schuester. Less than nine months ago these kids didn't even know of many others existence. They were afraid to break out of their shells and be themselves and all the talent they possessed had never been seen before. But now here they were, standing together as a true team, accepting each other and determined to work together to show the world the gift that they already knew was something special all on its own. After all of that, there was no way he was leaving them to do this on their own now.
"I guess we're staying up then." He said finally. "Emma, would you mind if Maddi slept in your hotel room tonight?"
"That's not a problem at all." Emma replied immediately. "Quinn, Puck, why don't you come with me and get her settled so you can get back to work?"
"I think I saw a Starbucks just outside the lobby." Santana spoke up. "Mr. Schue, can a few of us go and grab coffee for everybody?"
"Yeah, that sounds great Santana." Matt, Brittany and Mike followed the Latina out the door while Emma helped the young parents pack up Maddi and her playpen before heading towards the elevators.
"We're gonna need snacks." Mercedes spoke up. "Artie, Tina, Kurt, ya'll wanna help me out?"
Tina nodded. "Sure thing Mercedes."
"We can just go back to the Food Court and stock up." Artie added.
Kurt glanced over at their teacher, who nodded. "Back in five."
With the rest of the team gone, Will made his way over to the two captains locked in each other's embrace. Rachel's head was resting on Finn's shoulder while his arms were wrapped firmly around her waist, the two of them swaying to the music they were humming under their breath which Will quickly recognized to be the duet they were going to be performing tomorrow. They really were good together.
"You know, I don't think I could be any prouder of you two if I tried." He said after a minute. The two students immediately stopped their humming and sprung apart.
"I mean, after everything that's been put in to this club, just when I think we can't do anything else you both step up and go the extra mile right when it counts. You never fail to surprise me."
Rachel slowly pulled her arms away from the lanky boy in front of her and turned to face her teacher. "This club means the world to us, Mr. Schue. It's brought us out of what used to be the run-of-the-mill social hierarchy and showed us that it's okay to be different. That being yourself is the best thing in the world to be."
Finn nodded. "And it helped us figure out who our real friends are. We owe you for that."
Will let out a grunt and glanced at his shoes in an effort to not let his emotions show. "Well, you guys have earned everything you have. I'm just happy to be a part of it."
"You're the reason for it." Rachel said simply. "If it wasn't for you I'd still be getting slushied on a daily basis."
"And I'd still be the jock that refused to stand up for what he believes in." Finn added. "Face it Mr. Schue, because you took over glee club you pretty much forced the rest of us to own up to who we really are. And now we know that, that's pretty awesome."
Will grinned tearfully. "Thank you both. That really means a lot to me. Come here," holding his arms open he gave the two students a fatherly embrace before letting out a breath and pulling away just as the others made their way back in the conference room. "Okay! Let's get's get to work. From the top!"
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A/N: Hey guys! I hope you enjoyed part one of the big finale! Originally this was going to be the last chapter. I had planned for 15, but as I wrote it just kept getting longer and longer so I decided to split it up into three parts. On a completely different note, the Disney All-Star Music Resort is one hundred percent real. I looked up Disney Resorts online and found it, so all the descriptions are accurate. It was only one of like four or five resorts and they all had different themes: movies, pop culture, and more! Google it and check it out, the pictures are amazing. And as always, review!
