Gleestuck
Episode 1
Season 1
Don't own Glee or MPSA.
==» Dave: Get your sorry ass escorted to the sorry music room
Meanwhile, walking down the hall is none other than your badass sexy self, Dave Strider.
Or perhaps you ought to call yourself the Formerly Badass Coolkid Dave Strider. Though you would never show an ounce of it externally, above all you are distraught over the fact that you even harbor feelings within the quadrant of conflicting. You would love nothing more than to dedicate 100% of your brain: id, ego, and superego in all, to completely despising every uncool element in this compound of suckitude.
But there is, maybe perhaps a single, tiny, fragmented part of you that actually longs for this.
Holy shit that sounded like a line out of a Nora Roberts novel. Holy shit why do you even know who that is?
Mr. Egbert trails behind as you near the dreaded music room. You put on poker face #18, the ever so slightly condescending "I can't believe how above this shit I am." look as you near the portal of descension.
==» Dave: What's that noise?