"You sure thats why?" Blaine asked Kurt on the walk back to his car.
"Yes! Darren was too busy filming some weird TV show and Warner wouldn't let Lauren be Draco, so the rest of the cast refused to preform without them."
"Is Lauren as awesome in person?" Blaine clasped his hands together like the fanboy he was and Kurt rolled his eyes at his boyfriends antics.
"If not more so."
"So wait...Snape is really Captain Hook?" Brittany's confused voice stated.
"Yes, why else would he HAVE a hook?" Clara chuckled.
"Are you like, a genius or something?"
"...Yes I am."
"Name?" Sue asked as Clara entered her office.
"Clara Anderson," She dropped her empty coffee cup in the bin then continued. "I was told you were the principal now..."
"No no no. That name won't do." Sue stood up and looked Clara over.
"I'm sorry what?" The young girl raised her eyebrow at the Coach.
"Right I'm in a nicey mood today so you have a choice. Coffee Cup, Bobble head or vitim #2948 and a half." Sue smirked at the confused girl.
"Ummm...Coffee cup?"
"Damn, hoped for Victim #2948 and a half, i need a new way of keeping track."
"Why and a half?" Clara raised her eyebrow again.
"Curly is too short to count as one."
"Coach, I think your a genius."
Blaine was at his locker putting books away when he felt a tap on his shoulder. He smiled at his Boyfriend.
"Hey Babe."
"Hi Blaine." Kurt smirked blushing, "So? Now?"
"Now what?" Blaine asked very confused.
"Ha ha ha! I will figure it out Blainey." He planted a kiss on Blaine's cheek then looked in his locker. "Huh not there."
"What are you talking about?" Kurt smiled in realisation.
"Oh! Its a surprise! Right right," He leant close, "But I know its happening in glee club, act dumb all you want." He winked then skipped off.
"What the Weasley?"
Glee rolled round and Kurt sat on tenderhooks the whole time.
"I'd like to introduce Clara Anderson, be nice." Mr Shue smiled as Clara stepped in and sat with Blaine and Kurt right away.
"Aren't you going to go up?" Kurt smirked to Blaine.
"Why should I?" Blaine asked, confused again.
"You know why." Kurt laughed and put his hand up. "Mr Shue? Blaine has a song prepared for today." Mercedes and Brittana clapped and muttered 'i knew he would's.
"Of course he has!" Rachel laughed. Blaine raised a triangle, what was he missing?
"Um...no I really don't Kurt. What's with you today? You're like a hyper puppy." Kurt's face then dropped,
"R-R-Really? You have n-nothing?" His face then recovered, "Oh so there's a surprise for the two of us at home!"
"Why would there be?" Santana covered her mouth, Mercedes jaw had already dropped. Kurt face fell again.
"You're joking right?" He laughed lightly, "You got me Blaine! Please stop, you are making me actually think you forgot." Brittany covered her face, Rachel and Finn looked murderous. Clara gasped and caught on that Blaine wasn't kidding. Shaking her head and covering her mouth with her hands.
"Forgot what? Kurt what are you talking about?"
"My...My birthday, Blaine. My 18th?" Kurt has tears in his eyes as he saw genuine realisation cloud Blaine's eyes, "Oh my Ga Ga, you did forget." A tear escaped.
"Kurt, I...I'm sorry its just with everything going on...I'm sure you don't even remember the month of mine let alone the date." Blaine laughed.
"21st of November."
"Kurt..."
"Nobody remembered." He sighed. A cough made him turn to Finn.
"We all did, we thought Blaine was going to sing or something them we would shout surprise and you be so happy." He said sheepishly as everyone pulled out a present. Blaine looked to Clara for help but she was holding a neatly wrapped box with a blue ribbon.
"I appreciate the thought guys I really do." Kurt smiled, "You too Clara, I didn't think anyone would have told you."
"Kurt I'm so..." Blaine begged,
"It's fine, no biggy. I'll have other birthdays..."
"Kurt..."
"...If you will all excuse me I left my French book in my locker, be back soon." he then walked quickly out of the room. Blaine got up but Clara pushed him down.
"Let him be."
"Hummel!" Dave called after Kurt,
"Not now Dave." Was he crying?
"Are you okay? What's wrong? Trouble in paradise?" Dave smiled, maybe he would get Kurt then.
"Blaine forgot my birthday." Oh. Didn't see that coming.
"Well, I was coming to give you this." He handed Kurt a parcel.
"Whats...?"
"I remembered. And everyone deserves one day about them, so i told the team to lay off you today." Kurt almost smiled, "But tomorrow is fair game and this didn't happen?"
"Wouldn't expect it another way." Kurt smiled.
"Cool." Dave turned away, "Happy Birthday Hum...Kurt." Then he left. Kurt smiled and turned his attention to the parcel. He opened it gingerly and smiled at the gift. A light cream scarf with tiny black and dark blue music notes patterned on. A high F positioned where his throat would be. On each tassle hung a charm with a musical logo on it. Wicked, Rent, Les Mis, Evita, Avenue Q, Annie, Oliver, Grease, Bugsy Malone, My fair lady, Chicago, Moulin Rogue, the Lion king and Sunset Boulevard, all his favourites. Kurt smiled and put it on instantly. The amount of thought was outstanding...maybe Dave Karofsky wasn't so bad after all.
"Hey guys." Kurt smiled walking back in.
"Whats that around your neck?" Santana asked.
"A scarf silly!" Brittany smiled.
"Yes but who got you it." Rachel asked getting up to look at it, "Oh Kurt this is beautiful!"
"A friend gave it to me." Kurt smiled.
"A good friend?" Blaine asked, still sad.
"Could be. We'll see."
Dave standing in the hall smirked. Dave 1 Anderson 0.
"Kurt talk to me."
"No."
"We could run lines?"
"We have a million times."
"We could..."
"Save your breath." Kurt snarled then slammed his bedroom door. Blaine sighed and turned down the call until her heard sobbing, then his heart broke right there. Then Kurt's ringtone distracted him.
#''##''#
"H-h-hello?"
"Hi Kurt."
"Dave! How did you get this number?"
"Not important. Did you like it?"
"Like it I loved it! Thank you so much! How did you know..."
"Facebook, no big deal."
"Well still, thank you."
"You Okay?"
"Not really. I mean Blaine did forget my birthday, but I'll get over it."
"You deserve better. Someone who won't forget."
"What does that mean?"
"Check your facebook, My Fair lady isn't on there, but its a favourite am I right?"
"Yes, top three."
"After Wicked and Evita."
"Yes...how did you..."
"I told you, you deserve someone better.
Click
#''##'#
Kurt looked down at his phone in shock. Did Karofsky like him? He heard a shuffle outside his door. Blaine still hadn't moved? He lifted of his bed and walked to the door, he opened it to a large box. Raising an eyebrow he picked it up. Inside the box he discovered a baby blue frame, sized to fit on a wall, with diamanté music notes and the word 'Klaine' bedazzeled on it. Inside the frame was a collage of pictures of him and Blaine, the largest photo was in the centre, it was right before their preformance of no one, both looking at each other with pure love on their face. A note fell from the frame.
I'm sorry. I love you. I know its not much and it took like 4 hours to do but, I'm sorry Kurt
Forgive me? Happy birthday. B x
Kurt beamed and ran to where Blaine was staying. Blaine was curled up in a ball, looking nervous. Kurt cleared his throat.
"You get it?" Blaine asked timidly, Kurt nodded, "And?" Kurt marched over to Blaine grabbed his shirt and kissed him hard on the mouth. Blaine moaned into the kiss and wrapped his arms around the slender boys waist. Kurt bit lightly on Blaine's lower lip and the later fought back a moan. A cough from the doorway broke them apart like lightening.
"Uh, dude? It's great that you are uh all good again but uh could you do that in your room? I want a snack." Finn muttered to the floor.
"Finn!" Kurt growled. He took Blaine's hand and dragged him to his room.
"Use protection!"
"SHUT UP OR I WILL KILL YOU!" silence. "Better." Kurt smiled then lifted the frame, "Where do you think this should go?"
"Wall opposite the window?" Blaine answered,
"Perfect." Kurt kissed his cheek. Blaine blushed.
"5 6 7 8 and bam bam one two three bam bam one two two bam look bam turn walk walk walk jump!"Kurt called to the junior tryouts. The only one seeming to be following the complex routine was Clara. "Um, Ok from the top."
"Kurt," Santana called from the door, "Coach wants you."
"Can you take over newbie training?" Kurt smirked,
"If I must."
"Thanks San."
"OK COACHROACHES 1 2 3 4 AND NO! SHORTY, TUBBY AND GINGER WAKE UP!" She screeched. Kurt shook his head and walked down the hall to the office and knocked.
"Coach?"
"Porcelain come in." Sue smiled. Wait smiled? Uh oh. "I need you to give this to an old friend of mine." She handed him a doll that says 'Gotcha at last.' when squeezed.
"Uh sure. Where to?"
"State prison." She smiled.
"Um Ok. Whats the name?" Kurt asked.
"Albus. Albus Black."
Kurt was shaking entering the prison. His bright red uniform was attracting stares and glares. A few inmates got rowdy.
"Hey cutie come here much?"
"Gosh, I ever get out hes next."
"Leave him alone!" Kurt knew that voice! He turned to face Blaine's Uncle.
"Albus! Thank gosh!"
"Kurt what are you doing here? Wearing that. You do know whos minions wear that uniform right?" Albus asked warily.
"Yeah. The McKinley Cheerios." Kurt sounded confused.
"That evil bitch is the reason half of us are in here." An inmate shouted.
"Yea the other half actually did commit crimes, we didn't." Another shouted.
"Well, she said to give you this." Kurt blushed handing Albus the doll. Others gasped then looked at their identical dolls. Albus looked hurt.
"You're one of them?"
"I'm a cheerleader?" Kurt stated.
"Does she call your surname or another name?" Albus asked seriously.
"Porcelain." A few Inmates gasped.
"YOU'RE Porcelain?"
"Dude sorry."
"Oh god Kurt." Albus paled.
"What? What's wrong?" Kurt asked.
"If Sue thinks you're useful or dating someone useful she gives you a name. Then sends us, anyone whos ever got on her badside, messages using the code names. Like 'Sandbags just bit Q while Blondy span in circles. Porcelain was not amused.'" Albus explained quickly.
"Ok, so whats wrong with Porcelain?"
"Porcelain has been know as the secret weapon. Someone whos going to put us all in the electric chair." Kurt looked panicked
"What..."
"She killed everyone we were convicted for."
"How many of you?"
"4 in here, but she had killed 17 people in total."
"She pinned 13 on you!"
"Thats not important. Her best friend in school was one Dolores Umbridge." Kurt gasped,
"Blaine's headmistress."
"The very same. I, James, Nick and Peter." He pointed to each, "Were students of theirs when they were in the same school. We stood up to them." Albus explained.
"Albus the most!" Nick shouted, "He made sure Sue transferred states! She never forgave him."
"But lately she has been sending messages that 'Porcelain was going to wipe you out, when i wipe Porcelain out.' Shes going to find a way to get us all together, with you and she's going to kill you. You need to stay away from her. Understand?" Albus urged. Kurt went white.
"Curly and Coffee cup. Anything about them?" Kurt begged.
"Yeah, Curly who ever she is, is going to be attacked by 'James and Peter'. Poor girl, last one Sue got lackys to attack go beat within an inch of her life, hence why Peter is here. Coffee cup was never mentioned why?" Albus asked.
"Clara is Coffee cup, Blaine...Blaine is curly." Kurt shook his head. "Blaine's going to be heading to pick me up from Cheerios. He knows I'm always late so shows up ten minutes later. Its normally empty." Kurt panicked. Albus grabbed his hand.
"Get back, get Blaine and get away from her, prevent Clara from getting on the squad yes but get out!"
Blaine was Sitting on a bench waiting for Kurt to come out. That boy took years to fix his hair. It was kinda hot messy though. Blaine pictures Kurt with messy hair with a grin on his face. Little was he aware someone from his past was behind him. Drake, Goyle and fish each had a baseball bat. Coming from behind Blaine wouldn't be able to identify faces. Blaine started to hum when a bat crashed into the back of his head. He gasped and fell forward in pain. A boot hit his ribs and and fist impacted his eye.
"Good punch Dr...James!"
"Thanks Peter, nice kick!"
"Blaine!" A high voice cried out. The bullies looked to eachother,
"She said he'd be dealt with."
"I know, just run!" With that they spilt. Sue came running out as if on cue.
"Curly! Oh my word are you alright?" Most staged thing either boy had heard. Kurt could act too.
"Oh thank gosh you were here Coach!" Kurt grabbed her in a hugged, slipping his hand into her pocket and taking her phone.
"Well I think I saw who did it, it was..." Sue began.
"Drake my old bully. Recognised the boot and voice." Blaine choked. Sue looked shocked.
"Oh...thats great." She stood to walk away, "Curly, is 'Clara Anderson' any relation to you?" Sue smirked,
"No, none at all." Kurt answer. Sue seemed annoyed then stormed off.
"Kurt? Why did you lie..." Kurt covered his mouth,
"Not here. I don't know who to trust any more."
"W-wheres Clara?" Kurt stammered, his hands gripping the steering wheel so hard they were as white as his face.
"Going to Brittany's why?" Blaine asked, wincing at his spilt lip.
"Text her to go home. Now."
"Kurt..."
"Not here!" Kurt and Blaine drove home in silence now. Clara was sitting on the porch waiting.
"I got you're text whats wrong?" He forehead creased in concern. Kurt pushed past and fumbled with the lock. Once opened he pushed everyone in the locked it and went around pulling blinds and locking windows.
"Kurt, you're scaring me." Blaine panicked.
"Sue. Sue put Albus in prison." Kurt breathed.
"What!" The Andersons gasped.
"Sue put him in prison and shes working with Umbridge and she wants Albus and 3 others given the death penalty so shes trying to find a way you bust them out and put them in a room while...while Sue kills...one of the cheerios and pins it on them teaming up. She wanted you beaten up to pin that on them to make them see her case when she cries over the devastating loss of her beloved cheerio." Kurt spat. Clara had tears running down her face and Blaine looked shocked.
"Kurt, you know whos shes killing, don't you?" Kurt looked down. "Kurt. Tell me, please.""Me." He croaked, "Thats why she wanted me back on the Cheerios. It's me."
"Umbridge! I do not appreciate you threatening to enemies of yours that youhave already put in jail that I will be killing my top Cheerio!" Sue growled at the woman.
"Sue! Big picture! Whats one little kid against us getting back where we belong? Albus Black..." Umbridge began,
"Albus Black put me back in my place! I was too power hungry and it was hurting my career. I don't regret him that. You have made be out to be a killer, a cold blooded bitch! I make legends about me no one else Dolores!" Sue screamed.
"What does it matter?"
"Everything! I won't let you hurt my Porcelain!" Sue snarled. Umbridge pulled out the gun she had planned for Kurt.
"Hrm, what if they killed the great Sue Sylvester as well? I'd buy it." She smiled.
"Dolores..."
"You're in with this. Like it or not. You leave i leak out what is sent then kill you, you'll die a coward and a murderous theroretisist."
"Or?"
"We kill Kurt Hummel and get those rats put back in their place."
"Umbridge listen to reason for gods sake!" Sue begged
"No Sue! It's happening and its happening tonight. You are either with me or against me." A lightblub went off in Sue's strange little head.
"I'm with you."
"You? No No no no no, Albus was wrong..." Blaine panicked.
"He wasn't and you know it." Clara sobbed, "What are we going to do?"
"I promised Albus I'd get the three of us out of here, and I will." Kurt took and deep breath then began packing enough food, clothes and money for each of them for a week. "I have a disposable phone to call my Dad but now we run got it?" The Andersons nodded and piled into Blaine's car. They each left their phones in three separate places to avoid being tracked.
"We'll be fine, you'll see." Kurt smiled trying to convince himself. Blaine took his hand and smiled back.
"I love you."
"I love you too Blaine."
"I love not dying so Kurt, honey, could you focus on the road and not Blaine's face? However puppy or Potter like it may be." The trio laughed happily.
"Hey, Kurt, I think we're being followed." Blaine said nervously. Sure enough a black car housing Umbridge was behind them.
"Shoot! Who is safe thats close? Uh...Lauren! Lauren lives around here on the set! Its guarded! Call her Blaine tell her its an emergency!" Kurt cried pointing to the disposable phone and Blaine nodded.
"Hey Kurt, when are you guys coming in for filming?" Lauren laughed down the phone.
"Lauren! Open the gates please! Do not let them let a pink car in, please Lauren Please!" Blaine sobbed down the phone.
"Blaine? Ok Blaine I'm doing that but whats going on?"
"Kurt...She's trying to kill Kurt." At that sentence Umbridge rammed into the car, nudging them forwards a bit more with a jolt. "Hurry!"
"Ok ok I have the cops on the way too, stay on the line." Kurt sped up to get to the set as soon as possible. Umbridge however was in a 4x4 and sped faster then them clipping the bacck of the car and causing them to spin off the road. The trio scream and Blaine threw himself between Kurt and the windscreen when the car began to flip.
"Blaine no don't!" Kurt gasped as he saw him undo his belt to protect Kurt from the impact. Kurt then realised this was the car Blaine and his father fixed up. This was the car that had very poor safety features, therefore most likely no airbag. "Blaine please be ok BLAINE PLEASE PLEASE BE OK!" Kurt sobbed when the car stopped. Blaine was drapped around him like a shield, a steady amount of blood flowing from his head. Clara was trapped between the door and the seats that had twisted over. He heard his door crack open and he feigned being dead.
"Nice try Hummel, I heard you screaming." Umbridge chuckled. "Reckon I could get those boys done for child abuse AND first degree murder? Lets us!" She laughed, durring at the end.
"No, No, No, get them out of the car! Please!" Kurt sobbed harder and Umbridge tried to cut him out.
"Hrm, no. You see I bust Peter Pedigree out last night, they think hes on the run. Also, that happens to be his car. Two more bodies, including Albus' beloved nephew, should seal the deal, right?" Umbridge shoved Blaine off Kurt once the belt had been cut and pried the crying boy out of the car. Once out she dragged him to the 4X4 and threw him in the back, binding his hand and putting a bag over his head. She then pulled out her phone.
"Uh Hello Sue? I got him? You got all the boys out?"
"Yep. How'd you get him?"
"Crashed his car. Blainey boy and ickle Clara should be dead before they're found."
"We'll were ready."
"Excellent! Yay! I'll bring Hummel and we can get this over with!"
"Sure can."
"Bye ze bye!"
"Bye Umbridge," Sue smiled from the police station. "As you can see I was telling the truth."
"Thank you Ms Sylvester." A cop replied, "We have Peter back in our custody and are reopening the cases of the four men. We already have teams headed to the cell phones location to get the Andersons out safely."
"You need to get Porcelain." Sue said seriously. "She finds them not there she'll go mad. Porcelain has a sharp tongue, that could get him killed."
"Where are they going?"
"McKinley high, Auditorium. Its 9 at night no one will be there."
Kurt felt the bag rip of his face and the shape of McKinley came out infront of him.
"Nice little venue for this isn't it?" Umbridge smiled.
"Please don't do this."
"Shut it."
"Please! At least call the police about Blaine! Please just do that!" Kurt sobbed.
"You're going to die kid, and you are worrying over him?" Kurt nodded, "Fine." She sighed, "Once you're dealt with I'll phone about him and the girl."
"Thank you." Kurt stopped sobbing and looked slightly happy. Blaine would be Ok, he knew it.
If he wasn't, at least they'd be together.
"Blaine! Blaine! Kurt! Answer me someone!" Lauren screamed down the phone. Clara opened her eyes blearily. Help, Lauren could help. She wriggled as far outas she coudl and streched to reach the phone.
"Hello?"
"Kurt?"
"No this is Clara Anderson, We've been hit. Blaine's still in the car but he looks bad, Kurt's gone. Oh god Kurt's gone! She got Kurt!" Clara sobbed.
"Shh honey breath! We're coming to get you, Is Blaine breathing?" She checked.
"Barely."
"Hold on guys were on our way."
"Sue! Sue! Where are they? SUE!" Umbridge squealed. Kurt smiled.
"I knew Sue wasn't all evil. Just mainly."
"NO! She'll be here with them then I'll kill you and they be gone for good!"
"You are insane!" Kurt snarled back, "You need help! You're crazy!"
"I'M NOT CRAZY!" She raised the gun at Kurt who raised his arms.
"Woah! Put the gun down, we'll talk!"
"I DON'T NEED TO TALK!" She was screeching and loaded the gun. Kurt's eyes widened. It hit him this was real.
"Umbridge, please. Listen to me! You killed them didn't you? The 17 people. You did, not Sue." She laughed,
"Look now! There! There's the fear in your eyes! About time!" She cackeled.
"DOLORES UMBRIDGE! THIS IS THE POLICE WE HAVE YOU SURROUNDED! LEAVE THE BOY ALONE AND NO ONE WILL HURT YOU!" A cop called on megaphone. Then sounds of a struggle as Sue stole the Megaphone.
"Except me! I might kill you!" Kurt smiled, "Porcelain, We've sent people to get Curly, ok? He'll be all right as long as you are!"
"Not very long then! Umbridge cackled. "I was killing you to wipe out them, those stupid stupid little boys, but Sue betrayed me, You mean an awful lot to her!" The gun raised. Her hands were shaking.
"No! Don't!"
"Dolores! Put it down!"
"Ms Umbridge stop!"
"Put it down you loony!"
"WOULD EVERYONE SHUT UP! I WILL DO WHATEVER. I. WANT!"
Bang.
BUM BUM BUM! I'm so evil! Cliffhanger! AH HA HA HA
I dont even know. This chapter was alright til Cheerios then my mind went into drama mode! Hope its still a good plot and you're still interesed
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(I'm insane)