The large shiny bus pulled into the driveway of the middle condo. Will turned off the engine and the bus came to a rest.
"We have arrived at our destination" Artie said in a monotone voice, in a mimic impression of a GPS.
"Hey! I'm the only one around here who does impressions" Sam called from the back of the bus with a frown. A smile played at his funny lips.
"Sor-ryyy" Artie said, sassing Sam, who just laughed.
Will opened the door of the bus and all the students stood up to leave.
"Woah!" Will jumped in front of the door as Tina was about to walk out.
"What?" Tina jumped back in surprise.
"Sorry" Will said, his feet firmly in front of the exit. "I just wanted to talk to you before you all run off."
"Oh...what about?" Rachel asked. "Are we in trouble?"
"No, no not at all. I just wanted to know if any of you have contacted anyone in Lima yet. Like your parents" Will said, his brown eyes darting from person to person.
"Nope" Quinn said, shaking her head, causing her blonde hair to whip around her face.
"Same" They all agreed.
"So no one?" Will asked. They all nodded.
"I called... To check on Beth" Shelby said slowly.
"Fine" Will shrugged. "Well, I think you should all call your parents. I'm sure they're all worried about you. So maybe tonight you should do that."
"Okay" Artie nodded.
"Okay. Great" Will stepped out of the doorway to let them out.
"Hey mom" Quinn said into the white plastic phone receiver. "...Yes, Fort Meyers, Florida" Quinn smiled. Since the baby drama, her and her mom had grown closer. Her dad was completely out of the picture now, too. At first she missed him, and it was clear her mother did too, but an undying hate had grown in Quinn when he had kicked her out. Her older sister called often, so Quinn had regained a simple relationship with her too.
"...Only one more full day, then we go to Orlando...Yeah, I'm so excited!" Quinn laughed. "...only once. But I got this cute green dress. It's adorable...maybe...if you squeeze... Really? Sure! Bye, love you too..." Quinn smiled and waited for the phone to be passed over. "Hello? Hey, sis!" Quinn smiled even more at the sound of her sister's voice. "Yeah...sorry I missed you...Oh, beautiful...the beaches are picture perfect" Quinn gushed. "...I dunno...Fort Meyers is mostly retired folks area...maybe a few more hot guys in Orlando...No, you are engaged!" Quinn laughed. "...Okay, bye..love ya!" Quinn hung up the phone and smiled. She felt a bit homesick. She hadn't seen her sister in ages and now she's gone and her sister comes for a visit. Just her luck.
Quinn shook the sad thought from her head and walked back to the main room where all the teens sat.
"Phone's free" Quinn said, pointing over her shoulder with her thumb.
"Me!" Rachel jumped up and skipped out of the room.
She ran to the phone table and picked up the receiver. She dialed her home number and waited as it rang.
"Hey!" Rachel said as the familiar voice of one of her dads picked up the phone. "...Yes we are in Florida...yes it was fine. I have to get used to it, because when I'm famous, I'll be flying all over touring...hot. Very hot... Oh, hello!" Her other father joined the conversation with another phone. "...Yes, it's nice...Finn? Oh, he's great...yes, yea lots of fun... Okay. Love you both...great, bye!" Rachel hung up the phone with a grin. Her fathers could always make her smile. Her relationship with them was extremely tight-knit, which she was very grateful for. She'd miss them when she moved out. They could always make her smile.
"Are you done with the phone?" Tina asked her kindly, walking into the hall.
"Oh, yes" Rachel flashed her a large smile and walked off to the main room. She walked in, making the people in the room turn.
"I am back" Rachel announced, bouncing a bit on the spot.
"Whoo-hoo" Puck said, twirling his fingers in the air, his words dripping with sarcasm.
"Shut it, Puckerman" Rachel glared at him and put her hands on her hips.
"Man, cut it out" Finn said, tilting his head and looked at Puck.
Puck shrugged.
"Seriously, you guys are always so..." Finn searched for the right word.
"We clash" Rachel said simply. "I am determined and he is...ugh. I am brave, he is...ugh" Rachel said, her glare turning to a frown.
"So we're opposite" Puck shrugged. "What's the big deal?"
"The big deal is that you are always making comments to her" Finn said. "It's rude. She didn't do anything wrong."
"Look, no offence to you, but she bugs me. Her preppy goodness is annoying" Puck said calmly. Rachel didn't say anything. Neither did anyone else in the room. It wasn't their battle to fight. Rachel stared at Puck. He was calm, while Finn looked like she was going to explode.
"Well" Rachel began, not wanting to make this larger than it had already become. "I hope you know that you bug me too. You're laid back lazy attitude is sickening. You care for nothing and no one. And you will always be a...Lima Loser!" Rachel said sharply. Her eyes narrowed.
Finn held his breath and watched Puck. His calmness faded and he frowned a bit.
"I am not a Lima Loser. I rule the place. And just so you know, I happen to care very much about Beth" Puck said, almost spitting as he spoke.
"Well, I feel bad for her, if you are her influence" Rachel said, crossing her arms.
"Rachel..." Kurt said quietly, trying to stop the fight.
"That's it!" Puck stood up. "When you insult my daughter, you've crossed a line!"
"Puck, sit!" Quinn said.
"No!" Puck roared. He stormed across the room and stood right in front of Rachel. He was taller than her, and she seemed to shrink back in fear, although her face remained strong.
"Apologize, you dumb brat" He growled to her.
Rachel scoffed. "Only when you do."
"Guys!" Mercedes said. "Stop. Now."
They both ignored her.
"Okay...that's it" Finn said, standing up. He stalked over to Rachel, stood behind her and picked her up by her waist. She didn't fight him. He carried her out of the room and into the small luggage room across the hall. He knew that if he hadn't, she would have blown up at Puck.
When they were out of the room, he set her down and faced her. She took a deep breath.
"Thank you" Rachel murmured. She glanced at the door.
"Calm down" Finn whispered to her. She nodded, and stared down. "You okay?"
"Yeah...thanks for standing up for me" Rachel looked up at him.
"He's just being...Puck...don't listen to him" Finn said with a small smile.
"I know...I just hate how he is such a rude person. He has something against me" Rachel insisted.
"He doesn't like your preppy-ness" Finn said, making air quotes as he said 'preppy-ness'.
"Am...am I too preppy?" Rachel asked quietly.
"I don't think so" Finn answered. "You're perfect to me."
At this, Rachel blushed and looked away. Finn gave a crooked smile and reached up to push a long lock of hair away from her face. She looked up at him quickly. His eyes were warm and loving. Rachel smiled a bit at his touch, then leaned up and kissed him. She threw her arms around his neck and he put his arms around her waist, pulling her closer.
"I love you" Rachel whispered, when she had slowly pulled back.
"No, I love you" Finn smiled.
"Seriously, thank you for helping me" Rachel said, her arms still around him.
"Anytime" Finn said. "I'm always there for you."
"I know..." Rachel said with a small nod. She kissed him again.
Tina hung up the phone and walked back to the main room. She passed the luggage room and saw Finn and Rachel, kissing passionately. Tina didn't have the heart to interrupt, so she kept walking.
"Why are Finn and Rachel making out back there?" Tina asked with a smirk.
"Rachel got into a fight with Puck, and Finn whisked her away" Mercedes rolled her eyes. Tina looked at Puck, who was sitting on the couch, pouting. "Oh..."
"Yeah, you missed it" Santana said. "They were ready to kill."
"Hmmm...okay...well, phone's free" Tina said, her gaze flickering between sulking Puck and Mercedes.
"My turn" Artie said, wheeling past her to the phone.
"It's been five minutes" Santana said. "Time for fun."
"What?" Rory asked her.
"Finn and Rachel" Santana said standing up. "Make out session over!"
"Oooh!" Mercedes jumped up and out of Sam's arms.
Santana, Mercedes, Rory and Brittany walked to the luggage room where they were still pressed to each other in a deep kiss. They were so lost in each other that they only noticed the four people in the doorway when Brittany made a loud 'Ahem' sound.
"Ugh, get a room" Santana said with a smirk.
"We did. And you came here" Rachel said, still holding on to her lover.
"She's right" Rory said quietly.
"Well, step apart before your crazy, raging lovers flame makes you do things that no one wants to see" Santana said slowly.
Mercedes laughed. "Lovers flame?"
"Mmmhmmm" Santana said with a proud smirk.
"Just go away!" Rachel moaned. "You ruin everything!"
"It's my job" Santana said with a shrug.
"Oh, how much do you get paid?" Brittany asked.
"I think she gets paid in satisfaction" Rory said with a smile.
"Good job, Irish" Santana said as she sauntered out of the room, followed by Brittany, Mercedes and Rory.
Rachel looked back at Finn. "Well... Aren't they always fun?"
"Okay" Finn murmured and kissed her again. Rachel kissed him back then stepped back a bit.
"Let's go back" she said and took his hand.
"Are you gonna call your dad?" Blaine asked Kurt, who was snuggled next to him on the couch.
"Yeah" Kurt said.
Blaine checked his watch.
"I'm tired" Kurt said.
"Well, you could go back to the condo and sleep" Blaine said.
"Would you come with me?" Kurt asked.
"I'm not tired" Blaine said. "And I don't wanna miss anymore drama. Fights don't often happen at Dalton." He smirked, and checked his watch again.
Kurt sat up and faced Blaine. "That's the seventeenth time you've checked your watch."
"You are so observant" Blaine kissed him gently.
"Don't try to distract me with kisses!" Kurt smiled. "But why do you keep doing that?"
"Checking my watch?" Blaine asked.
"Correct."
"Because...I want to know what time it is" Blaine said.
"Liar. Tell me" Kurt whimpered.
"Nope" Blaine shook his head.
"Why not?" Kurt demanded.
"Because."
"Why do you hate me?"
"Don't stay that. You know I love you very much" Blaine corrected with a smirk.
"Then tell me!" Kurt pleaded.
Blaine checked his watch. "Well, okay, I think it's time."
"Time for whaaaat?" Kurt asked.
Blaine stood up and took Kurt's hand. "Come on. Let's go to a quieter place."
"Why?" Kurt asked as Blaine picked up his bag. Without answering, Blaine led Kurt out of the room and into the kitchen. Blaine sat down next to Kurt and pulled his laptop out of his bag.
"What's going on?" Kurt asked as Blaine wordlessly booted up the computer.
"Well, I promised that on the fourth night at exactly 8:50, I'd do this" Blaine said.
"Promised who?"
"David" Blaine smiled and went into web chat on his computer. It said David was online.
"David the Warbler?" Kurt asked with a large smile.
"No, David the president of China" Blaine said with a straight face, then laughed. "Yea, of course the Warbler!"
"Yay!" Kurt clapped. "And China doesn't have presidents."
After a minute, David's face appeared on the screen. David looked down at his keyboard and then looked up. He saw Kurt and Blaine's grinning faces. David gasped and smiled. Kurt laughed. By looking at the background, Kurt could see that David was in the Warblers room. Suddenly, Kurt felt a small bit of sadness. Kurt glanced at Blaine slowly. His boyfriend was grinning into the small camera, but sadness showed in his hazel eyes too. Kurt grabbed his hand under the table. Blaine smiled at Kurt's touch and put his other hand on top of Kurt's.
On the screen, David looked away from the screen to his left.
"Wes! Wes!" David screamed with a joyful smile. "Look here!" He pointed to the screen.
The response was muffled but it was, no doubt, Wes. "If it's another stupid cat video, I don't want to see it!" He shouted back.
Blaine and Kurt laughed.
"No it's not a cat video...and you have to admit, those are very cute" David pouted a bit.
"Maybe the first ten times" Wes replied. "Not after view number sixty something."
"You make it sound like I have an obsession!" David said.
"You do!"
"I do not. Now come here and see this!" David's eyes flickered back to Kurt and Blaine. The sound of a wood chair scraping against a floor was heard. Then the sound of soft shoes against the hard floor. Finally, Wes' hand came into view. It hit David's face and pushed him off his chair. David landed with a loud thump that made Blaine laugh. Kurt only rolled his eyes. Wes sat down and looked at the screen. When he saw Kurt and Blaine, he broke into a wide smile.
"Kurt! Blaine!" Wes gasped. "Hey!"
"Hello" Kurt waved. Blaine grinned.
David stood up and leaned into view of the camera.
"I am being abused here!" David said with a comical frown.
"Just fine" Blaine shrugged. David rolled his eyes and Wes snickered.
"How are you?" Wes asked them.
"Great!" Blaine said. David made Wes scoot over so both boys were on the one small wooden chair.
"Wait, you're in Florida, right?" David asked.
"Yup" Kurt nodded.
"Awesome! How is it?" Wes asked.
"Beautiful!" Both Kurt and Blaine exclaimed at the same time. The four of them all laughed.
"Is it hot?" David asked.
"Yes. Very hot" Blaine said.
"I can tell. Kurt's got a tan" Wes said, leaning closer to his computer.
"How cute" David said sarcastically.
"I think it is" Blaine agreed to spite David.
"Well, of course you do" David said in a goofy voice.
"So you in Orlando yet?" Wes asked, ignoring David who was making kissy faces at Kurt and Blaine.
"Nope. We go in two days" Kurt said.
"Cool" Wes said.
"How's Dalton?" Blaine asked with a smile. "Holding up the fort without me?"
"Meh" David said. "We broke another table."
"So that makes four total!" Wes said.
Kurt muttered something that sounded like 'Wild animals'.
"Nice. How're the others? Nick, Jeff, Thad, Trent..." Blaine asked.
"Good, broke his wrist, has a headache and is asleep" Wes said with a smirk.
"Wonderful" Blaine rolled his eyes. "You guys will all kill yourselves on of these days."
"Probably" David agreed. "But you know who's doing fine? Sebastian."
Both Kurt and Blaine's smiles faded at the sound of his name.
"Oh, really?" Kurt asked in a cold tone. Blaine squeezed his hand under the table.
"Yeah...he asks about Blaine a lot" Wes nodded. "He's got some kind of weird fetish for you, Blaine."
"Hmmm" Blaine said with a small frown.
"He's a great singer, though" David stated.
"Yeah" Wes nodded in agreement.
Kurt frowned more. Blaine noticed and changed the subject.
"So, how's the you-know-what going?" Blaine asked loudly.
"The what?" Wes asked.
"You know...the Dalton Fight Club" Blaine whispered, so no one could hear.
"Ohhhhh!" David exclaimed once he understood. "Yeah, that's fine, too."
"You take that whole 'can't talk about it' thing so seriously, Blaine" Wes said.
Blaine shrugged with a smile. "Sorry. It's a rule."
"You're crazy" Wes said.
"But don't worry. We love you anyways!" David piped up.
"Glad to know" Blaine grinned.
"Kuuuuuurt!" Finn called. "Kuuuurt where'd you go?"
"Who's that?" Wes asked.
"Finn" Blaine and Kurt both answered.
"Ohhh, your brother...the tall one?" Wes asked.
"Yup."
"Kuuuuuuurt!" Finn yelled again. He wandered into the kitchen and saw them. "Kurt! There you are. I wan-...what are you doing?" He asked, looking at the two faces on the computer screen.
"Talking" Kurt said.
"To who?" Finn lumbered over and peered at the screen.
"Hey Finn!" David and Wes said, waving.
"Oh, hey! It's the Warblers!" Finn smiled. He had met them when they came to McKinley to say goodbye to Kurt.
"How are you?" David asked.
"Great. You?" Finn asked in return.
"We're fine" Wes said nodding.
"Super" Finn said. He stood up and looked at Kurt. "Do you wanna call the house, or should I?"
Kurt sighed. "I'll do it."
"Great! Thanks man!" Finn clapped him on the shoulder and looked at the screen. "Bye Warblers!"
"Bye Finn!" They chorused. He smiled and walked off.
"He's cool" David said.
"Hmmm" Kurt said. "Anyways, I'm gonna call my dad, okay?" He asked, looking at Blaine.
"Sure" Blaine smiled. Kurt stood up walked into the hall.
"So..." David said awkwardly.
"What?" Blaine asked them, looking at their silly faces.
"You and Kurt..." Wes said slowly.
"What about us?"
"You still love him?" David asked.
"Yeah, of course" Blaine blinked.
"Good" David nodded.
"Why do you ask like it's not believable?" Blaine asked slowly.
"No reason. You guys are cute and it's clear he loves you too" Wes assured him.
"I sense a 'but' coming on" Blaine stated, eyes narrowing.
"Sebastian" David said, as if it answered everything.
"What about him?" Blaine demanded.
"Like we said, he is always talking about you. And he seems to really hate Kurt. We don't want him to come between you and Kurt" Wes said.
"He's not" Blaine confirmed.
"Good, good" David said. "But we've heard about Sebastian. We've heard he's pretty evil."
"I don't care" Blaine said. "He's not coming between me and Kurt, nor will he ever. I love Kurt, he loves me, and no evil Paris kid can change that."
"Aw, look, Wes" David cooed. "Our little Blaine is in love. And evil singers won't stop his love."
"That's so adorable" Wes said, in an equally annoying voice.
Blaine just chuckled. "Are you two on something?"
"Well..." David said slowly. "Kidding! No."
"If anything, maybe Pixie Stix" Wes said.
"Mmmmm" David said. "Love those!"
"Of course you do" Blaine said.
Kurt had walked into the cream coloured hall. He walked to the phone, which wasn't in use. Kurt picked it up and dialed his home number. It wasn't long until his father picked up.
"Hey Dad!" Kurt said happily. "...Yes, I'm fine...Yup, Finn too, so tell Carole...gorgeous, really. The sun is always shining!...Totally okay. Well, Blaine was scared. It was his first flight...he's great...No, Dad, it's great. Seriously, Blaine and I are just fine. Totally in love...Yes, we go to Orlando in two days...So excited...Love you too...I will...Finn sends his hellos...Love you...bye, Dad!" Kurt hung up the phone. He jogged to the main room where the gang was watching TV.
"Phone's free" Kurt said, peeking in.
"Hey, Kurt! Where have you been?" Tina asked at the sight of her gay friend.
"Oh, Blaine and I are video-chatting with Wes and David" Kurt explained.
"Oh. Say Hi for me!" Mercedes said.
"Will do" Kurt said. He walked back to the kitchen and sat next to Blaine again.
"I'm back."
"So we see" Wes said.
"Mercedes says Hi" Kurt said.
"Tell her 'Howdy' from us" David said.
"Howdy? When did you go Western?" Blaine laughed.
"Thirty seconds ago" David said proudly. Kurt rolled his eyes.
"Rory" Brittany said.
The Irish boy looked over at her. "Yes?"
"I want to call my parents...but I don't remember the number" Brittany said.
"You don't know your own phone number?" Rachel asked the blonde.
"No... In Lima, I use a Walkie-Talkie so I don't need one" Brittany said calmly.
"Relax Brittany. I know the number" Rory said, standing up. "I will call for you."
"Thank you, my leprechaun!" Brittany said, her eyes lighting up. "And tell Lord Tubbington I love him and not to eat anymore hams!"
"...Okay" Rory said, a bit confused. But, then again, whenever he talked with Brittany, he usually was.
He walked into the hall to use the phone. He dialed the number and then Brittany's father answered the phone.
"Hello!" Rory said cheerfully. "...Aye I am calling on behalf of Brittany too...Yeah, she forgot the number" Rory laughed. "...Aye, lots of fun...so nice and hot...Okay...you're welcome...I will. We all will keep an eye on her...okay...Thanks, Mr. Pierce...Bye!"
Rory hung up the phone and then picked it up again. He decided to call his mother in Ireland. It rang several times. Then his brother picked up the phone!
"Hello!" Rory said, very happy to hear his voice. "How are you?...Aye...Very fun. We're going to Orlando in two days...How's mum?...Well, I send her my love...Aye, miss you too... Sure, lots of friends...Okay, love you...bye!...Bye!" Rory hung up. Now, more than ever did he feel homesick. He sighed and walked into the kitchen. Nothing made him feel happier again like a glass of warm milk. He got out a glass and then noticed Kurt and Blaine hysterically laughing at something on a laptop in front of them. Not wanting to interrupt them, he continued pouring milk in silence.
Finally, Kurt noticed the Irish boy, quiet at usual.
"Hey Rory" Kurt said. Rory looked up, a bit scared, but then smiled.
"Hello" Rory said.
"Hey, come meet Wes and David" Blaine said, motioning for Rory to come over. Rory slowly walked over and looked at the screen, to see two grinning people on one chair, wearing the same uniforms.
"Guys, this is Rory, our new friend from Ireland" Blaine said.
"Hi!" Wes said and waved.
"Hello. I'm Rory" Rory said.
David gasped. "Oh, cool accent!"
Rory blushed. "Thank you."
Rory's milk in the microwave beeped.
"Oh, that's mine" Rory said. He waved to Wes and David and walked away to get his milk.
Shelby sat down in the comfy red chair. She had a magazine in her hand and an apple in the other. It was peaceful. She bit into her apple and turned the page of her magazine. Across the room, on the large white couch, sat Beiste. On her lap was her laptop, which she stared at intently.
Minutes of a calm and serene silence passed. Then Beiste, laughed, out loud, still staring at her screen.
"What's so funny?" Shelby asked with a smile. Beiste's laugh was so cheery.
"Oh, sorry. Cooter sent me a funny email" Beiste said.
"Who's Cooter?" Shelby asked, a bit curious.
"My boyfriend."
"Oh, really?" Shelby asked, sitting up a bit.
"Mmmhmmm" Beiste nodded.
"How long have you been dating?" Shelby asked.
"Three months. We are perfect for each other" Beiste gushed, letting out her inner girly.
"That's great. What does he do?"
"He's a football recruiter" Beiste said.
"Oh, very nice" Shelby nodded.
"What's going on, ladies?" Emma asked as she waltzed in the room and sat on the other end of the couch.
"Shannon was telling me about her man, Cooter" Shelby said.
"Oh, yes. I've seen him" Emma nodded.
"Yup. My soul mate" Beiste said.
"Good for you" Emma said. "I'm so happy for you."
"I'm happy too" Beiste said with a smile. "The only problem is...Sue."
"What's she doing now?" Emma asked.
"Sue is the cheerleading coach, right?" Shelby asked.
"Yes. She is bizarre and mean" Emma said.
"Sue also likes Cooter too. And I think he may have feelings for her" Beiste said sadly.
"That's terrible!" Shelby said.
"Yeah. You have to tell Sue off" Emma agreed. "She loves coming between relationships. She came between me and Will and also Will and Terri."
"Really?" Beiste asked.
"Yup. She's cruel" Emma said. "But don't let her ruin your love."
"Thanks for the tips" Beiste said.
"No problem" Emma said.
"Good luck with Cooter" Shelby said, looking back down at her magazine.
"Thanks."
All the teens were back in one room, half an hour later. They were chatting amongst themselves.
"No. Roxy music is way better than rap" Blaine said.
"What? Naw, rap is where it's at" Artie said.
"Nope" Blaine said. "Rap is trash."
"Not all rap" Artie said.
"I'm hungry" Santana said loudly, interrupting all conversations.
"Get some chips and stuff" Tina said.
"Okay" Santana said, walking off.
She returned a few minutes later, empty handed. "We're all out."
"Darn..." Quinn said sadly.
"We have some at our condo, I think" Kurt said.
"Really?" Sam asked. "I might have eaten the rest of them..."
"No, in that big pantry in the kitchen, behind the cans of beans is a few bags of chips" Kurt explained.
"Smart, hiding them behind the cans of junk" Puck said.
"Well, if I didn't you'd all be fat" Kurt said with a frown.
"And Santana, there is a lot of pop in the fridge. Go get it" Quinn said.
"Okay" The Latina girl walked off.
"I'll go get the chips" Sam said. "Be right back."
"I'll help you" Mercedes smiled at her boyfriend.
"It's only like three bags-" Kurt said. Blaine put a hand over Kurt's mouth as Mercedes glared at Kurt. Finally Kurt made the connection and gave Mercedes an apologetic smile.
"Be back soon" Mercedes gave a short wave and took Sam's hand.
"They're not going to be back for a while" Tina snickered as they walked out.
"Nope" Puck agreed.
Sam opened the door and he and Mercedes stepped outside, carefully closing the door behind them.
"Stars" Mercedes said, looking up at the starry sky.
"Good job. I can see the education thing is working out for you" Sam smirked. Mercedes laughed and playfully laughed hit his arm.
"They're pretty" Mercedes said, looking back up into the dark night.
"You're pretty" Sam said. Mercedes blushed and looked at Sam.
She didn't say anything.
"I mean it" Sam took a step closer to Mercedes.
Mercedes took his hand. "You're cheesey."
Sam took her other hand. "We have about ten minutes before they get suspisious and throw water balloons or something at us."
"They wouldn't dare!" Mercedes giggled.
"Wanna bet?" Sam asked quietly. He leaned forward and kissed her. She kissed back and squeezed his hands.
After five minutes of deep kissing, Sam pulled back and actually stepped back.
"We should get those chips" He whispered.
"Probably" Mercedes said. They walked hand in hand to the boys' condo.
Sam opened the door and they walked in and up the stairs. Sam walked into the kitchen, stepping over clothes and random things.
"Ew, you guys are such a mess" Mercedes said, almost tripping on an empty pop can.
"I know. It's like a dump here" Sam said. He opened the pantry and moved the cans to reveal three bags of chips.
Sam scooped them up and shut the pantry door with his foot.
"Got them?" Mercedes asked.
"Yes I do" Sam said.
"Here, I'll take one" Mercedes took a bag from him. "Okay, let's go."
They walked out of the condo and back into the warm evening.
"Florida is so nice" Sam said.
"I know" Mercedes said. They got to the front steps of the girls' condo. Sam looked at Mercedes. He took her chip bag and put it on the ground with the other two bags.
"What?" Mercedes asked with a smile.
"We probably won't get any more alone time on this trip..." Sam said quietly.
"Darn 17 other people..." Mercedes grinned.
"I love you, Mercedes" Sam said suddenly. Mercedes gave a half smile and kissed him gently.
"I love you too" she whispered.
"Mike, pass me a can" Rory said to Mike. Mike picked one up and tossed it to Rory, who barely caught it. "Thanks."
"No prob" Mike took a sip of his own can.
Rory turned his can so it was right side up. He took hold of the small tab and opened the can. And foamy pop burst out.
"Awww!" Rory said and swore.
Everyone laughed, and Rory blushed. Pop spilled over the can's edge and on to his pants.
Rory swore again and stood up. "I need new pants."
"Well, unless you want my pink booty shorts, go back to your condo" Brittany said.
"I guess I have to" Rory set his bubbling can on the floor and walked out of the room.
"Be right back" Rory said.
He walked out of the room and down the stairs. He opened the door and almost crashed into Sam and Mercedes.
"Oh, sorry" Rory mumbled, looking up to see them in an embrace.
Both Mercedes and Sam blushed.
"It's okay, man" Sam said. Rory was his pal.
"What's up?" Mercedes asked.
"Spilled my drink" Rory said, motioning to the awkward stain on his pants. Sam and Mercedes laughed.
"Nice" Mercedes said.
Rory nodded and ran past them, leaving Sam and Mercedes alone again.
Mercedes gave Sam one last kiss then picked up all the chip bags.
"Come on" she said with a smile.
"Okay" Sam nodded and held the door for her. They walked up the stairs and into the crowded room.
"Ugh, getting your mack on, I suppose?" Santana said, opening one of the chip bags.
Neither Sam or Mercedes answered, but the answer was clear from their blushes.
"Of course" Santana mumbled, cramming chips in her mouth.
Artie, who was sitting by the TV, got an idea. It was a smart idea, but in order to be pulled off, he needed help and impeccable timing. He arranged the plan in his head and leaned over to Mike, who was sitting next to him with an arm around Tina. He whispered his idea to Mike, quietly enough so no one else could hear.
Mike laughed, nodded and told Puck. Puck agreed and after a moment, told Finn. Finn told Sam, who told Rory, when he had returned with new pants, and Rory told Blaine.
Blaine laughed when Rory, in a hushed voice explained Artie's plan.
When Rory quietly slipped off the couch when Blaine and Kurt sat, Kurt turned to Blaine.
"What was that about?" Kurt asked.
Blaine took a breath, unsure if he could tell. He looked at Artie who had watched all the exchanges happen. Artie's gaze met Blaine's. Blaine pointed to Kurt with his right hand so Kurt couldn't see. Artie watched in silence for a moment, before shrugging and giving a slight nod.
"Blaine!" Kurt snapped his fingers, to draw Blaine's attention.
"Okay, I'll tell you, but you can't tell a girl" Blaine whispered looking down at Kurt.
"What do you mean?" Kurt asked quietly.
"You have to promise not to tell Rachel or Quinn or any girl, okay?" Blaine said leaning down to Kurt so he could tell him quietly.
"Okay...why?" Kurt said, very confused.
"Artie has a plan" Blaine began, in a whisper.
"What kind of plan?"
"He knows this trick, and he wants to try it out on the girls" Blaine said.
"Is it dangerous? Because if it is, I will tell them" Kurt frowned a bit.
"No, no. He wants to just trap them" Blaine gave a smile.
"How?" Kurt asked, looking from Blaine to the rest of the boys, who seemed to be on high alert. They reminded Kurt of cats, ready to pounce.
"Rory is gonna set them up then leave" Blaine said.
"I-I don't get it..." Kurt whispered to Blaine.
"You'll see. It's probably better not to do anything, as the girls will want revenge" Blaine chuckled, squeezing Kurt's arm.
"Santana, Rachel and Quinn plotting against us?" Kurt asked, considering the idea. "Mmmm no, count me out."
Blaine laughed. "It's okay. I don't think we all need to do anything, anyways."
"Good" Kurt mumbled, eyeing the girls. So innocent, yet so evil.
Artie waited twenty minutes then wheeled to the small table where the chips were. He grabbed a handful, but he wasn't going to eat them. He just wanted to get near Puck, who was sitting next to the chips.
"Ready?" Puck murmered to him.
"Yup. Got enough of them?" Artie asked.
"The guys already gave me all theirs. So about a hundred" Puck said quietly.
"Great" Artie said, eating a chip casually. He felt all the boys watching him. He nodded and winked at Rory. Rory got the signal and stood up.
"Um, I'm going to the bathroom" He said quietly, but loud enough so the girls could hear.
"Okay" Sugar said with a shrug.
The condos were exactly alike, so Rory knew perfectly well where the bathroom was. Instead, he went to the laundry room. It was cold and dark in there. Rory flicked the light switch in the hall before going in. He grabbed a bottle of washer detergent and a metal measuring spoon. He threw them in the air. They landed on the tiled ground with a clatter. Rory yelped.
"Ahhhh!" He screamed.
In the room, everyone jumped up at his scream. The boys were fully aware of what was happening but acted scared and surprised like the girls.
"What was that?" Quinn asked.
"Rory...he went to the bathroom..." Mercedes said.
"Is he okay?" Finn asked, playing along.
Everyone rushed out of the room, but purposely, the boys were at the back. They ran into the hall, to where the laundry room door was open. In the scuffle, no one saw Puck reach both hands into his deep pockets and grab a fistful of it's cool, metal contents.
"What happened?" Quinn asked Rory, who looked scared. The boys casually pushed the girls into the small room as if they were trying to get a closer look.
"I was looking for the bathroom" Rory muttered, as he casually moved towards the door. All the girls were in the room, and Sugar had picked up the bottle. The closest girl to the exit was Santana. Mike pushed her farther into the room, Finn grabbed the door handle and pulled it shut. The door slammed shut.
"Go!" Artie screamed. He reached up and turned off the lights so the girls were in complete darkness. They gasped and screamed. Finn held on to the door handle tightly so the girls couldn't open the door. Several bangs were heard as the girls pounded on the door. At the same time, Puck held open his hands so the other guys could grab the many pennies he held.
"Just shove them in there" Artie instructed, incapable to do anything.
"Hurry" Finn said, still holding the door shut, despite the girls' fierce pounds. The boys all grabbed pennies and jammed them between the door and the jamb, next to the handle and also at the bottom, near the floor. When they were out of pennies, Finn was still holding the door handle, but struggling to keep doing so.
"Is it okay?" Kurt asked, looking at the pennies shoved between the door and it's frame.
"I think so. Finn, let go, and we'll see if it works" Artie said. It seemed okay, but he wasn't sure.
Finn let go of the door handle, so if Artie's plan failed, the girls could open the door. The boys stepped back and prepared to run, if the girls got free. Their shouts, screams and angry gasps was a dangerous sound. The boys watched as the gold-painted door handle jiggled as the girls tried to open the door. When they couldn't open it, the boys cheered.
"Yes!" Rory cheered and fist pumped.
"Nice plan Artie!" Finn said, highfiveing the boy in the wheelchair.
"Thanks" Artie said. "Nice work!"
Mike reached into his back pocket and pulled out Mercedes' camera. He had taken it from the room as they were all rushing out. It was the same camera that held many pictures and the video Mercedes had just made of Puck drinking the mixture. Mike turned it on to record the masterpiece they had just created. He pressed record.
"They're gonna be pissed" Blaine said.
"Be scared" Kurt warned them all.
"Eh, they don't have the brains to get us back..." Mike said.
"Santana may" Sam said.
"Oh, well. Enjoy this while it lasts" Blaine said.
"True" Puck said, but his word was drowned out by the loud yell from the girls.
"LET US OUT NOW!" They all shouted together.
"Nope!" Mike said, turning the camera to face the door.
"Here is the door, behind which, are all the girls..." Mike narrated for the film.
"We trapped them, yo!" Artie said. Mike zoomed in so he could capture the pennies stuck between the door and it's frame.
The door shook a bit, as one of the girls rammed into the door.
"Ouch..." Brittany was heard saying.
"Hey, smart ones" Kurt said loudly to the girls. The girls were silent. "It's an open IN door. Ramming into it won't do anything!"
Rachel swore loudly.
"Let us out" Sugar said, knocking on the door.
"Well..." Finn said, pretending to think about it. "No!"
"Finn! Let me out this instant!" Rachel's voice called.
"Sorry, but I can't do that" Finn said.
"Kuuuuuurt!" Mercedes wailed.
"Yes?" Kurt asked, leaning to the door, amused.
"Let me out or I swear, I'll burn all your clothes" Mercedes said.
Kurt gasped. "You wouldn't!"
"Don't try me" Mercedes said, in a growl. "Open the door."
Kurt looked at the boys. Mercedes meant business, when she threatens his clothes. Artie and Puck shook their heads.
"But, my clothes..." Kurt mouthed to them.
"Hey, Mercedes!" Blaine said, taking Kurt's hand. "It's Blaine."
"I can hear you" She replied in a sour tone.
"Great. Listen up. If you even lay a hand on any of Kurt's clothes, I, along with every other guy here, will end you" Blaine said, trying to sound as tough and confident as possible.
"Is that so?" Mercedes said.
"Yup. Just because Kurt's weakness is clothes, doesn't mean you can take advantage of it" Blaine said, making Kurt blush.
"Can y'all just listen to me good!" Santana said moving toward the door. "You made a very big mistake. I will hurt you all. When you least expect it."
"She means it" Brittany piped up.
"You don't scare us!" Rory said loudly.
"Mmmhmmm" Mercedes said, making the cliché black-woman sound. "We'll see."
"Great. Well, bye!" Sam said, walking back to the room.
"Wait!" Quinn called. "When are you going to let us out?"
"When we feel like it" Puck said. "We'll keep you posted."
The girls were silent, and the boy's snickered.
"Bye" the boy's said. They walked back to the room and sat down.
"But seriously, when are we going to let them out?" Mike asked, looking at Puck and Artie through the camera screen. He was still recording it all.
"Tomorrow" Puck gave a toothy grin.
"Tomorrow?" Kurt gasped.
"Yup" Artie nodded. "One night in a small room won't hurt them."
Blaine and Finn laughed.
"This is our doom" Blaine said. "They will kill us."
"Well, we had fun" Sam shrugged.
Mike grinned and turned off the camera.
"This is hopeless. We'll be here for hours" Rachel complained.
"What I'd like to know is how they managed to keep the door shut" Tina said.
"I wish we had some light in here" Mercedes said. It was pitch black, and their eyes had adjusted a bit, so they could see a bit. They were still dark shapes to each other, but it was better than nothing.
"Are we in a cave?" Brittany asked quietly.
"Well, let's take this time to do something productive" Rachel said, sitting down.
"We are not singing in the freaking laundry room" Mercedes said. She was in a very bad mood.
"I don't mean singing" Rachel said. "I mean revenge!"
"Oh, I'm in" Santana said.
"We have to get them back!" Rachel said.
"How?" Sugar asked.
"I don't know yet..." Rachel said.
"Prank calls?" Tina suggested in the dark.
"No...that won't do anything but make them a bit confused or laugh" Santana said.
"Quinn, what's wrong?" Rachel asked, looking into the blackness at what she thought was Quinn's body slumped against the wall.
"I'm claustrophobic" Quinn mumbled.
"Really?" Tina asked.
"Don't be afraid of Santa Claus. He's nice" Brittany said calmly.
Everyone, except Quinn, rolled their eyes.
"What can we do?" Mercedes asked.
"Keep talking. It'll calm me" Quinn said.
"Okay..." Rachel said. "Come on girls, we gotta think big if we want to really get the boy's back!"
"Yes. They will pay!" Sugar said, clapping.
A/N
Hello!
Okay, the pranking idea came from 'StarryEyedGleek', who left the suggestion. Thanks for the idea! :) I'm not very good at pranks so I hope this lives up all your standards. And don't worry, I have the girls' prank in mind. They will have revenge in following chapters! :)
Another reader/commenter 'FinchelPotter' asked for me to update more often :p. I'm glad you look forward to my chapters. So, as you can see, I have 2 chapters ready now. But that's only because of exam week, I've had a lot of days off. I'm sorry to say that school comes first sometimes, but I will always try to update as often as possible.
Thanks to all my other readers and commenters... LUV YA ALL! ;)