"What are you doing here Wonderbread?" Sue Sylevester said as she passed by the choir room.

"I'm just putting away some sheet music." Finn Hudson responded without making eye contact.

"At 8:00 at night, I thought your little glee club practice ended at 4:30 because I specifically remember telling Kaiser to have the mustard gas I ordered ready by 4:30."

"Coach Sylvester, I know you still hate glee club after all these years but please don't try to kill me or any of my students."

"If I wanted you dead I wouldn't be talking to you Hudson. You know there are 324 objects in this room I could kill you with, including your own fingernails?"

"OK…I'm already kind of terrified of you so you don't have to use scary speeches on me anymore." Finn said as he packed up his briefcase.

"No, I know the look of terror all too well. What you have on your dumb face right now is annoyance, frustration, and a bit of orange soda. "

Finn quickly wiped his mouth with a napkin from his pocket.

"I'm just having some trouble at home." Finn said, uncertain why he would be opening up to Satan herself.

"Lady face's dad kick you out again?"

"What? No, Sue that was over 10 years ago, I'm married now."

"Marriage huh? I was married once, but it didn't work out. I had a national championship cheerleading team to run and his top secret missions for MI-6 kept him very busy. So what's the problem with Mrs. Milk toast?"

"We got into a fight that I didn't really care about. Then when I tried to apologize she wanted me to state what I was apologizing for, when I told her I didn't know why I was apologizing, she got mad and then we got into a whole new fight that was worse than the first."

" I'm going to give you some advice Hudson."

"OK?"

"In my 40 years on this world, not counting my time in space, I learned that you shouldn't waste your life on people you hate, which is why I barely talk to William anymore. As far as your marriage goes, I suggest you get a divorce. You're still young and there is no reason that you have to settle for being anyone's whipping boy. Besides, that little Barbra clone you shacked up with was raised by gays, there's no telling what damage they did to her already warped show-tune mind. Also, get some reconstructive surgery on the face so you look less like an abstract painting done by a blind mongoose. I can help you get out of the country if you need to but-"

"Coach Sylvester, I'm not with Rachel anymore. I'm married to Mercedes."

"Aretha who was on my cheerios squad and gal pals with lady face? She married you?"

"Yes."

"You have to fix this Shreck, you have to try to make things right with her."

"Wait, what happened to not being a whipping boy?"

"That was when I thought you were married to that crazy little Israeli girl, Mercedes owns her own dental business and is featured prominently on my wall of successful cheerios, she's a nice change of pace from all the porn stars and lesbians on the wall. And you have the intelligence of a monkey and the earning potential of a dead monkey, if you want to keep off the streets; I suggest you make things right with her."

"Coach Sylvester please stop insulting me. I am a teacher now, and I demand some respect."

Sue was silent for a moment and Finn's life flashed before his eyes.

"Everyone knows William's school board connections got you your little do- nothing job as a gym teacher. And if you ever make a "demand" in front of me again I will do everything in my power to make sure Mercedes takes you to the cleaners in the divorce settlement."

"OK, but I tried apologizing and that didn't work, what I should do."

"What?...Oh sorry I lost interest in this entire conversation, see you tomorrow monkey face."

And with that she was gone. Probably back to her lair.

Finn panicked the whole ride home. What was he going to say? Would she accept his apology? He hoped the roses he picked up on the way home would be enough. The school groundskeepers wouldn't miss the flowers would they? No, of course not. Finn opened the door very wary of the response he would get.

"Mercedes I'm sorry I-"

"Finn I'm pregnant!"

"What? That's fantastic!"

To this day, neither Mercedes nor Finn could remember what their original argument was about.

A/N: Anyone interested in a Supernatural/Glee crossover. Feel free to read my one-shot "The World Needs Heroes Kid."