A/N: I am very disappointed. In all of my readers. Everyone favorites this, subscribes to this, but NO FRIGGIN' REVIEWS? For serious? That is why it's taken so long to update this. So, if I don't get more reviews for this chapter, no more updating, no sequel, and I'll have Kurt turn straight.
Oh yes, and this is the last chapter before the epilogue. And just to make one of my friends laugh, I'm trying to mention Firework by Katy Perry in all of my fanfics.
Kurt and Rachel surprised everyone by sitting down together in glee club. Rachel looked absentminded. It felt like glee wasn't even glee anymore.
"Alright guys, sectionals is NEXT WEEK!" Mr. Schue announced.
"WHAT?" Kurt and Rachel shouted, almost falling back in their chairs. Everyone stared at them blankly.
"Rachel? Kurt? Where have you guys been for the past few days?" Mercedes asked.
"We've been dealing with a lot of issues," Kurt said, looking really flustered. He couldn't believe they got so wrapped up with his other friends that he kind of drifted.
"Oh. Alright."
Kurt looked around, and his heart sunk when he saw Sam stroking Quinn's hair, love sparkling in his eyes. Rachel followed Kurt's gaze, and she hummed sympathetically.
"Sorry, Kurt," she said, and patted his shoulder softly.
"Oh, I don't even care. He's arrogant anyways."
"Uh, I would like to save it for later," Matt said. Schue nodded.
"Hello, loud mouth cretins of the bottom of the shoe that is this school!" Sue barged in.
"Oh no, please don't tell me you're judging for sectionals this year," Rachel said.
"Of course not. But I am informing you that if you fail miserably this year, I am planning a Glee Funeral. You are all not invited. That is all." Then she walks out, and everyone goes on about their business. This is a regular occurrence.
"Mr. Schue?" Rachel raises her hand, and continues to talk even though Schue never called on her, "I have a song we could do as a group number."
"Shoot."
"Firework by Katy Perry," she says. "It expresses our differentiability at both our school, and in our lives. Plus, it's modern, and upbeat, so more people will recognize it." Kurt rolled his eyes. Even after all they had been through, Rachel was still Rachel.
Then again, it would be weird if she wasn't.
Everyone around her nodded, even Puck and Finn.
"Sounds good, Rachel. Also, everyone's going to expect you and Finn to come out and sing a duet, so I'm picking Matt and Tina for that, since they have the least solos."
Was Mr. Schue actually letting people take a turn?
Has the world gone topsy turvy?
-Later-
Sheldon was...furious. He was stomping around the hotel room, saying very bad things about science. He looked and looked over his research papers. "WHAT WAS I THINKING?"
Howard was leaning against the wall, whistling nonchalantly. "You were thinking what I wanted you to think."
"What WE wanted you to think," Raj added.
Sheldon paused. "What are you two drabbling about?"
"Ever heard of hypnotism?" Howard asked.
"Indian hypnotism?" Raj added.
"What-"
"Well, Raj has always been a singer, see..."
"And I recently watched a video about the New Directions," Raj said.
"Guess who wanted to meet them?"
"Guess who didn't have enough money to go to Ohio?"
"So..." Howard glared at Raj for butting in, "we developed an elaborate plan to get to Ohio using your money. Mainly hypnotizing you to want to do a safe, and rather stupid, experiment, on Rachel Berry, and here we are."
Sheldon was silent. And he sat down. "I want to go to bed."
So he did, and Raj and Howard high fived.
Truth was, Raj didn't even know hypnotism. They just accidentally dropped a hammer on Sheldon's head while they were messing with the junk in his room. But Sheldon didn't have to know that.
"I'm probably not myself right now, right?" Penny asked.
"No."
"So we're getting married, but with no obligations. No ring, no moving in, and if we don't like it, we divorce."
"Right."
"Okay then."
"Dearly beloved," Elvis Presly began. "we are gathered here today..."
-Later-
"YOU GOT MARRIED?" Kurt shouted/said into the cell phone.
"Yup! Elvis did it!" Penny said, giggling.
"And you're drunk."
"Nope! Just really really happy."
"You know this won't last long?"
"I know that," Penny said, seriously. "But for now, I just really want to know someone is there."
"Well, congratulations." Rachel poked Kurt. "Oh yeah! Are you guys coming to our sectionals performance next week?"
"Wouldn't miss it for the world."
-Even More Later-
They were all eating at Ohio's version of the Cheesecake Factory: the Pumpkin Pie Manufacturing Co. Sheldon whined at all the menu options. Leonard and Penny held hands under the table. Howard and Raj told Kurt and Rachel all about their little plan. Well, Howard told. Raj whispered.
"What'll you have?" the perky redhead waitress named Margaret asked.
"I'll have the fattiest and lowest fiber cereal you have, the soup that you spit in, and a beer," Sheldon said. Everyone stared at him.
"Wait for it..." Penny said.
"BAZINGA!"