Rumours
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"Fondue for two! Fondue for two! That's some hot dish! Fondue for Two!"
"Hi," Brittany stared at the camera. "I'm Brittany S. Pierce, and this is my new internet talk show fondue for two, which combines the two things I love most… hot cheese and talking to people."
"My first guest is the very well known," Brittany chuckled. "Finn Hudson," she finished.
Finn smiled and waved into the camera.
"I thought fondue was with chocolate?" Finn stared.
"Anyhow, let's get into some hot dish," Brittany began. "Finn, you are notoriously known for wearing tighty whities; however, this week, it was revealed that you were wearing some boxers. Why is that, Finn?"
"Well, I'm not too sure what notoriously means, and I'm not sure how you know, but I like boxers more than briefs now," Finn explained, just like Quinn had told him too.
"Hmmm, something seems fishy to me," Brittany scratched her chin. "How do we know your not wearing briefs underneath your boxers?" She asked.
Finn panicked. "How did she know? Hardly anybody knew about that."
"You want me to pull my pants down?" Finn asked.
"And your boxers," she added.
"But what about… my business," Finn motioned to his crotch.
"Show us the back… it's not like we haven't seen that before," Brittany showed footage of Finn's hanging atomic wedgie, his most recent pantsing, and even a recording of Finn being pantsed at the basketball game the year before.
Finn grew red from embarrassment.
"So, come on… show us," Brittany stated.
"No way," Finn replied.
"Fine," Brittany stopped. "Then turn around and bend over… if you're wearing briefs, we should be able to see them through your shorts."
"Okay," Finn agreed. He stood up and turned around. Before he knew it, his shorts and boxers were pulled down to his ankles revealing his tight bubble butt.
"Brittany!" He screeched as he pulled them back up.
"And there you have it ladies and gentleman, Finn Hudson no longer wears tighty whities," Brittany waved.
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Will clicked play and put in his headphones as he began to watch the talk show interview. Will kept his finger on his chin as he watched the video. Suddenly, Will's eyes doubled as he saw Finn's butt cheeks flash across the screen. He quickly closed the video.
"Excuse me," the door opened. "Do you know where I can find a hot cup of one Will Schuester?"
"April?" Will exclaimed as he saw her. "What're you doing here? I thought you were on Broadway."
"I was," she responded. "My all white production of The Wiz was a Disaster," she laughed.
"I'm so sorry," Will stated.
"Nonsense, I'm working on something new," she began. "It's called, Crossroads: The April Rhoads Story," she explained as she played with Will's gray tie.
"Wow, you're writing a musical?" Will asked.
She nodded. "And I want you to be in it."
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Finn walked down the hallway, holding his binder and smiling. "Hey there Finn. Nice ass." A Cheerio smiled and waved, walking by Finn.
"You watch Brittany's show?" Finn said, obviously embarrassed.
"No. Check the newspaper." She called back with a wink.
Finn walked up to Jacob Ben Isreal and grabbed a Newspaper straight from his hand. Finn looked through the photos. A huge picture of his ass, a picture of him with a red face, and one of the wedgie pictures Brittany showed. Finn read the first few lines to himself. "Finn Hudson is officially no longer a tighty whitey loser! On Brittany S. Pierce's talkshow, he is pantsed of both his pants and his boxers to reveal his ass! Not that we haven't seen before after all the wedgies he gotten."
Finn dropped the newspaper. "Jacob, What the hell?!"
"You mad about the picture of your bum?" Jacob giggled.
"I'm pissed about this! I gave you material to use for this! Sam!" Finn exclaimed, referring to Sam's secret.
"I need evidence! A pair of his underwear, a picture of him wearing them, I don't know! I had evidence of you no longer wearing tighty whities, that's why I put it here." Jacob replied.
"We'll I will get you that evidence!"
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"I don't even know April, there's just so many Rumours going around. I want to make a lesson all about this." Will sank bank in his chair. "And I just can't think of one."
"You just said one right in that sentence." April said, sipping on a cocktail. "Rumours."
Will sat up quickly. "That's perfect! I've always wanted an entire week dedicated to one album."
"Everyone has an old copy on record." April sipped on her drink. "Except me, Sold mine for drugs."
Will shot her a look as he searched for a copy of the album. "Just kidding." She laughed.
As Will pulled the album out of a pile as spoke again, under her breath. "Nope, really did that."
"This is perfect! I don't think we've even done a fleetwood Mac song in glee."
"There we go!" April smiled. "Im helpful."
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"Mr. Schue, thank you for being my first interview for the Muckraker," Brittany began as she pressed record on her voice recorder.
"To be honest, I didn't know you were the journalist type," Will stated.
"Yeah, I don't know if you've seen my talk show on the internet," Brittany began.
"Afraid not," Will lied, pretending to stay out of his student's business.
"Well, some of the comments say that my questions are too gossipy," Brittany continued. "So, that's why I joined the paper… to ask more hard-hitting questions."
"That's fantastic, Brittany," Will smiled.
"Great… so question number one… boxers or briefs?" Brittany asked.
"Um," Will stuttered, caught off-guard. "Briefs," he chuckled.
"Alright, question 2, thongs or lace panties?" she continued.
"What?" Will panicked. "Did she know that he had worn both?"
"Thongs or lace panties?" Brittany repeated.
"I just said, briefs," Will tried to laugh.
"Yeah, well that wasn't one of the choices so I'll just put, panties," Brittany annotated.
"Brittany, these questions are sort of gossipy," Will blushed knowing she had picked correctly.
"We need to address some rumors," she ignored. "How many students have you had affairs with?"
"Wait, there's a rumor about that?" Will asked, seriously.
"There probably will be one now since you didn't answer the question," Brittany explained.
"None!" Will burst out.
"Is that the truth? Because most people suspect of you and Finn," Brittany stated.
"What?" Will stated. "Brittany, you're not making any sense. I'm sorry, I've got to work on some songs."
"Are those songs for April Rhoads one-woman show?" Brittany asked.
"Yes," Will sighed, relieved to hear a normal question.
"Is that because you'd rather be on Broadway than coaching the New Directions?" Brittany questioned.
"No comment," Will responded, practically pushing her out the door.
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Jacob and Finn sat in Finn's car waiting for Sam to leave his apartment. "So he goes in and we ransack his apartment for a pair of his bikini briefs?" Finn asked.
"Yes, for the fourth time. And I don't know if he's going to leave. It's been 2 hours." Jacob shrugged.
"Wait there he is! And he's with someone!" Finn said, ducking down and peeking. Then his heart dropped. Walking out of Sam's apartment was the one and only Quinn Fabray.
"Your girlfriends with him?" Jacob asked, taking a quick photo.
"Don't photograph this!" Finn said, as he watched Sam disappear back into the motel. "Just, lets go. Well come back tomorrow."
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Quinn approached Finn the next day with purses lips and an annoyed feeling. "This isn't what you think it is." She held up the newspaper.
"What that you're sleeping with Sam?" Finn asked.
"I am not. Even ask Sam." She pointed to the blonde passing by. "Sam!"
Sam walked over with a half smile. "Yeah."
"Can you explain to Finn-"
"Why you are screwing my girlfriend!" Finn interjected.
"What?" Sam asked, baffled. "I haven't slept with anybody?"
Finn grabbed the front of Sam's jeans and have them one large tug up towards his belly button. It was enough to crush his junk. "Finn!" Quinn exclaimed.
"Keep your ass away from Quinn, you hear me?" Finn warned, as he walked away.
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Finn and Jacob were waiting by the side of Sam's motel. They watched as Sam walked away from the parking lot and disappeared. "Okay, let's break in quick!" Finn said.
Within 5 minutes they had successfully broken the lock and made their way into Sams motel. "Okay, underwear drawer." Finn whispered searching through every drawer. Finally he came across a bright yellow pair of bikini briefs. "Snap a picture."
Jacob quickly snapped a photo and smiled. "We have our evidence."
"So you'll run this story tomorrow?" Finn smirked.
"Sure. On one condition. Let me wedgie you." Jacob smiled.
"I knew there was a catch." Finn nodded. "Fine. If that's what it takes to air this story."
Finn turned around. He felt his briefs slide up his crack and run his cheeks. He cringed in pain as he felt this. After about 30 seconds it was over, and he was quite relieved.
Now Finn was ready for this story to air.
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Sam walked down the hallway and saw a group if girls looking at him ad laughing. "Hey ladies." He winked, they giggled at him. He continued to smile stupidly until he made his way to the Muck Raker stand. "Hey there Jake, whats the news?"
"You." Jake handed him a newspaper. "It's on the house."
Sam walked down the hallway his eyes widened at the story front cover.
"After recent studies, Glee Club loser Sam Evans drops popularity after a shocking discovery. He has been hiding PANTIES under his boxer-briefs!" Sam stopped reading and looked at the picture of the yellow bikini briefs, the pair he was currently wearing. Sam turned red as he realized everyone was staring. Sam rubbed his eyes and quickly ran into the men's bathroom. He went to a stall, he was ready to cry his eyes out. "It's okay, just take off the bikini briefs in here, make it all look like a lie." He said to himself.
Things got worse though, he immediately walked straight into Azimio and Karofsky. "Hey, Look who it is!" Karofsky smiled.
"Is it true you wear panties?" Azimio asked. "Let me see."
"Leave me alone you jack asses!" Sam exclaimed, brushing past them.
"Really?" Azimio asked, looking at Karofsky. He smiled and grabbed Sam's jeans, tugging them down. Then he did the same with his boxer-briefs.
Sam stopped completely red. His bikini briefs were in display for the two people who would pick on him the most for them. "Hah! He's wearing Panties!"
"They-They're briefs." Sam stuttered.
Azimio ignored Sam and grabbed his Bikini briefs. He gave them three tugs up, revealing his ass, and stretching the material to his neck. "Karofsky, get a picture!"
Within one minute Karofsky had taken a photo from his phone, and both men had left Sam alone in the bathroom. Sam pulled his jean back up and rushed into a stall, locking the door behind him. Quietly he cried there for 10 minutes.
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Rachel finished her solo, Go Your Own Way, to much applause. "Now, that's dedicated to Quinn, who's cheating on Finn. She should go her own way, and not be with someone of she's gonna be unfaithful!"
"I'm not with Sam!" Quinn exclaimed.
"Don't me mad at Quinn, it's always the guys fault. Sam!" Puck accused knocking Sam in the back of his head.
"You know, I agree!" Rachel crossed her arms.
"You know what everyone needs to shut up! I'm not cheating!" Sam exclaimed.
"Then why were you in that motel?" Finn asked.
Sam stood up angrily. "That's where I live now! My dad lost his job, and we have that one bed room apartment, for 5 of us! Quinn found out because I got a job delivering pizzas. She's been helping me baby sit my sister! Oh, and on top of everything everyone makes fun of me now for my underwear!" Sam shook his head and quickly stormed out of the glee club.
"Oh my god. I feel Terrible." Finn said to himself, sitting back on his chair.
"What was that? This muck Raker is full of rumors! Why are you all ganging up on each other from what you read here?" Mr. Schue scolded.
"So you aren't leaving New Directions to be on Broadway?" Mercedes crossed her arms.
"Listen. I am, but over summer! I'll be back by the first week of school. New Directions is my life, but Broadway is a dream, So ill be there for the summer, but that is it!" Mr. Schue explained. "Does the clear things up?"
Everyone nodded in silence.
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Sam was all alone in his motel. His siblings were at school and his parents were job hunting. Sam was all alone, trying to keep himself from crying. He heard a knock at the door. "Ugh!" He groaned as he made his way to the door. He opened it up to find Finn. "Go away." He said attempting to shut the door.
Finn stopped the door from closing. "Sam, please! Listen to me!"
"What? Why should I listen to you?" Sam asked.
"I brought you the guitar, your guitar. The one you sold for money." Finn said holding up the musical instrument. "Let me bring it in."
Sam moved out of the way. "Fine." He said softly.
"Sam." Finn started as he dropped the guitar on the bed. "I'm sorry. I broke in and got that picture and got Jacob to air the story."
"What?" Sam asked. "You-You Bastard!"
"Sam! It's okay. I did a terrible thing, but I won't let them bully you like they did me. I'll be there for you."
Sam looked down. "Well, I'm sticking to just my boxer-briefs for a while. So thanks."
"Don't. Don't let them win, I tried wearing boxer-briefs for a while. If you change for them, you're letting them win." Finn said. "And if Azimio or Karofsky says one more word to you, I will get the entire glee club on their asses."
Sam wiped his eyes, tears swelling in them. "Finn. I accept your apology." He said it meakly, but it was hearable.
With Sam forgiving Finn, Finn felt a bit better.
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