Always dedicated to Alice. There's a song in this chapter, but it's not very well known. :)

Moulin McKinley

Chapter I: In Which Spanish Yelling Happens

"Never Have I Ever…" Rachel hesitated, wondering what to say. She was aiming to get through the evening without ending up kissing a gay guy or something equally stupid. "kissed a girl."

Rachel watched as all of the guys drank except Kurt and Joe. She smiled as she noticed Santana and Brittany wrapping their arms around each other's before drinking, and smiling at each other.

Finn was next, and he paused for a minute, thinking of what he could say. "Never have I ever kissed a guy."

"Imaginative." Santana commented. "Tell me, Finn, does Rachel have you on a string or does she just drag you around by your balls?"

"Hey!" Finn exclaimed.

"It's true." Santana said. "Anyway, drink."

The boys of the Glee club minus Kurt and Blaine left their drinks on the table, whilst the girls and the gay couple drank.

The game continued on for a while, the club getting progressively drunker, the laughs getting louder, and the "Never Have I Evers" getting more and more inappropriate. The circle came around to Joe again, the club getting more and more annoyed, seeing as Joe had hardly stepped a toe out of line in his life and so hadn't done half the things the other had, causing him not to have to drink as much.

"Never Have I Ever…" Joe began, having realised that he'd pissed off the majority of the Glee club that night. "had sex."

There was a sigh around the room as the majority of the club drunk, Blaine laughing at Wes and David as they, too, drank and shot glares at Blaine, knowing he still believed both of them were in love, even though they both had girlfriends. Mercedes ignored her shot glass, looking around the room seeing it was only her and Rory who hadn't drunk.

Finn looked at Santana and Brittany, a look of confusion crossing his face. "Wait, how do you two even…" he paused, thinking of how best to phrase it. He dropped his voice to a whisper. "do it?"

Joe dropped his glass, Rachel squeaking as the liquid spilt out onto the carpet, quickly getting the materials needed to clear it up, knowing that her Dads might just murder her if she ruined their perfect cream carpet. The majority of the teens looked awkward but turned their heads towards Santana and Brittany, wondering exactly how they'd handle their response.

"Well, Finn." Santana began. "It all starts when two girls love each other very much. Very much." she repeated. "And it all stems from there, really."

Quinn began sniggering in the corner at the look on Finn's face. She pulled the bowl of popcorn onto her lap, getting ready for a conversation that was sure to be amusing.

Finn's face turned very red. "On second thoughts…" he began as the whole of the club plus Wes and David burst into hysterical laughter.

"Are you sure you don't want a technical explanation?" Santana asked, smirking.

"Yes." Finn quickly said. "Shall we move on?"

"What's up with you then, Will?" Holly asked.

Will smiled. "I'm engaged to Emma," he told her.

Holly hid the disappointment she felt, not wanting to ruin Will's life by telling him how she felt. "I'm happy for you, Will." she said, and she was glad that it wasn't a lie, she was happy for him, really.

There was an awkward silence until Holly spoke again. "So what are your plans for Moulin Rouge week?"

"I'm not entirely sure, I'm just going to let the kids do their own thing with it. I know Blaine and Santana already have something up their sleeve." Will told her.

"I can't believe it's their senior year for a lot of them— last time I saw them, they were so little."

"Little?" Will laughed. "Really?"

Holly smiled. "What song are you doing this week, then? You're not going to let your kids take all the good songs, are you?"

"Well… I had a few ideas." Will said, clicking play on a CD player that Holly hadn't even noticed was there, and beginning to sing.

"There was a boy. A very strange enchanted boy. They say he wandered very far. Over land and sea."

Holly caught on to what song he was singing, and stepped closer to him, looking him in the eye. "A little shy, sad of eye, but very wise was he."

Will stepped closer to her, both of their voices joining in harmony. "And then one day. The magic day he passed my way. And while we spoke of many things, fools and kings. This he said to me."

They paused for a second, both of them breathing in and out, before raising their voices once again to sing. "The greatest thing you'll ever learn is just to love, and be loved in return."

The two of them embraced, laughing.

"I missed you, Will." Holly said.

"I missed you too. Hey, do you want to help out with Glee this week?" Will replied.

"I thought you'd never ask." Holly smiled.

The room was silent as all the Glee club members had fallen asleep, after playing various drinking games and major drunk quoting of Mean Girls. Santana and Brittany lay side by side, still holding hands while they were sleeping. Santana looked tranquil for once in her life, and if anyone had been awake they would have hardly recognised her face in sleep.

A few metres away, Rory woke up from his sleep, groggily opening his eyes and forgetting for a moment where he was. He realised that he urgently needed the bathroom, and so he rose out of his sleeping bag, trying not to trip up on anyone. He made his was through, and then tripped up over an empty bowl that he assumed was previously full of food. He landed on someone he couldn't recognise in the dark, until her screams ripped through the night.

"Déjame!" Santana yelled.

Rory looked confused and jumped up, muttering out a hasty apology. "I'm sorry, Santana."

"Hablas ingles!" Santana yelled, the entire Glee club having woken up with the racket, most of them moaning and diving back underneath their blankets.

Santana looked down for a minute, deciding to switch into English. "Watch where you're going next time, Scottish."

"I'm not Scottish." Rory protested, heading out of the room into the bathroom, and not emerging for a while.

Surprisingly, Mercedes was the only one who hadn't been awoken, and the Glee club looked at each other curiously as she rolled over and muttered something about tatertots.

"Does anyone have a clue what went on there?" Sugar asked.

"Rory fell on Santana." Finn muttered, head underneath his blankets.

The group sighed, and the focus turned to Wes and David in the corner, shaking beneath blankets. It seemed as if Wes had been having a very intense dream when he was woken up by Santana's Spanish yelling, and David had been trying to calm him down.

When Rory finally came back into the room, the whole Glee club was wide-awake, Mercedes having been awoken by an argument over a drinking game coming back up again.

"I don't think I'm going to be able to sleep again tonight." Quinn commented, and the room murmured in agreement.

"TITANIC!" Kurt and Rachel yelled in unison, and much to the dismay of the majority of the guys, Titanic was put on, but not before tissue boxes were sourced from around the house.

I know this chapter was really short, but I had minor writers block, and I just needed to get this out here a) so that I'd done it, and I knew I had & b) so Alice didn't murder me.

Also, I've been thinking about when this is set. I'm thinking probably post-dance with somebody, and this would just be the week after that, and the week before Choke.

There was Spanish in this chapter, and translated it was "Get off me!" and then "Speak English!" Thanks to WeasleySeeker & hearts like fireworks for helping with that. :)

Please drop by a review- I'll be sending sneak peeks in review replies again, as soon as I've actually written the next chapter. ;)

Oh, and in other news, I now have a Glee forum, and if any of you want to join, it's called We Are Unicorn, and if you want a link, tell me in your review and I'll link you in a PM. :)