Gleestuck

Episode 1

Season 1

DOn't own glee or MSPA.

==» Dave: Apologize

You roll into the practice full of misfits. Kanaya and John sit chatting to a robot whilst Nepeta is the first to notice you.

"You're back!" she exclaims pouncing on the wheelchaired wonderboy Tavros.

"Uh." you say. Shit. Did you just really fucking say "uh" ? You feel like that kid who always prepared their english speeches about six minutes before class started.

All eyes are suddenly on you. "Shit I fucked up okay? I'm sorry. You guys deserve better. We deserve better." after saying that you feel the cheddar coursing through your veins at the cheesiness of that statement.

You make the mistake of looking at that Egbert kid who has this look on his face that's between confused, approving and gassy. (Well, okay, it was more like a "you done good pig, you done good" kinda look, but it's all the same to you.) The look gave you feels that you don't want to explore right now.

"So, what were we doing?" you ask, quickly trying to shift the subject matter.

"Not much..." John says, "We don't know what to do with the potential leave of my father..."

"Well," you say, "We could do this ourselves. We're capable. Like... Tavros, could you get the jazz band to rehearse with us?" you ask.

Tavros nods, "I do have some pull there."

"And Kanaya, you could make costumes, right?" you ask the troll.

She smiles, "Do you see what I'm wearing? Of course I could synthesize more than sufficient garments."

"And Nepeta you... move... around a lot so maybe you could work with all the dancing shit?" you say.

Nepeta jumps up, "Could I ever!"

You look at John, feeling like kind of a douche for allotting important duties to everybody but him. It's not his fault that he dresses like a middle schooler, moves like an arthritic manatee, and has no influence over members of jazz band.

"John just... Take care of your voice. You're like... The... Cornerstone. Of glee. Yeah." you say, not entirely sure how else to put your thoughts into words without sounding completely fruity. Despite the tone of your statement the kid cracks a smile.

==» Ms. Lalonde: "Accidentally" Stumble into Mr. Egbert