Funeral

"Alright guys, listen up!" Will called the attention as he stood in front of the choir room.

"We need to be deciding who will be singing what at Nationals," Will began, "And in order to try to win, I've brought in some assistance."

With that statement, Jesse St. James strolled in, his cocky bad boy persona covering him.

"What, Mr. Schue? You can't trust this guy!" Artie yelled.

"Yeah!" Mike supported remembering how Jesse duped them.

"They're right, Mr. Schue. How do we he's not going to trick us into doing something stupid?" Finn spoke.

"Relax," Jesse replied. "I'm not going to trick you guys… I mean, what am I going to do? See to it that none of you receive belts so your pants fall down on stage?" He eyed Finn, smirking.

Finn blushed as he heard a few of his friends snicker and remember his embarrassing prom fiasco.

"My pants didn't fall down," he said shyly. "They were-"

"No matter," Jesse interrupted. "I'm a show choir consultant and quite frankly… you all desperately need to be consulted."

"Consulted on what?" Puck wondered.

"There's a duet at Nationals this year. We need to find leading male vocal," Jesse stated. "Auditions sheet has been posted."

"Finally, my voice can be heard," Kurt thought.

"I did great during the duets competition. Maybe I have a chance," Mike convinced himself.
"When was the last time I even spoke? I'm signing up!" Artie realized in his own head.

"All these losers think they have a chance," Puck looked around the choir room. "They have no idea who they're up against."

"Mr. Schue, this so isn't our style," Finn complained.

"Normally, I'd agree with you Finn, but this is the big time. I think we should listen to Jesse," Sam responded.

Jesse smirked as he saw Finn's blood temperature rise.

-GLEE-

"Mr. Schuester!" Becky yelled down the hall.

"Oh, hey Becky," Will smiled.

"I really need to talk to you," she stated. "I want to be in glee club."

"What about the Cheerios? Is Sue trying to spy on me again?" Will asked.

"Sue kicked me off," Becky explained. "Please, Mr. Schue. I just want to belong."

Will sighed as he explained to Becky there was nothing he could since Nationals were a week away.

Becky left disappointed.

Will stormed off and found Sue sitting in the teacher's lounge.

"You are a terrible person," Will stared. "How could you do that to Becky? She was loyal to you," Will asked.

"Believe it or not William, I have a reason," Sue replied calmly.

"And what reason is that?" Will questioned.

"She reminds me of my sister," Sue stated. "And she died yesterday."

"Sue, I am so sorry. What happened?" Will wondered.

"Will you leave me alone please?" Sue asked.

Will nodded as he left.

-GLEE-

Sam was in the locker room after gym class. This was his least favorite part of the day, the locker room. He always got teased, but atleast he got to go to Glee Club afterwards, and they would notice if he was hanging by his underwear somewhere and not in Glee Club. Sam was wearing his Gym Clothes as he reached into his locker for his jeans. He looked around, all the jocks were around him but were pretty much ignoring him. "Maybe they're just gonna let you go because of what happened at Prom." He thought to himself.

Quickly he scurried to take off his gym shorts and cover his blue bikini briefs with his jeans. Then he flung his T-shirt on. Grabbing his gym bag he ducked his head so he could make it out of the locker room unseen.

He almost reached the door when he felt his shirt get pulled back, choking him. "Where you going Princess?" Rick The Stick teased, as he grabbed Sam's arms.

Sam immediately pushed him. "Get off me!"

"Woah, he's the queen, remember!" Azimio smiled, joining in on the teasing.

"Shut up." Sam spat.

"That's not very lady-like." Azimio folded his arms. Everyone was chuckling at him, even the AV club guys. Sam pushed Azimio again.

"Someone's getting fiesty, Primadonna." Karofsky approached from the crowd of people in the locker room. He tried to grab Sam but he pushed Karofsky, too.

"Why don't you teach this guy a lesson, Karofsky?" Rick the Stick smiled.

"I'd be glad to." Karofsky smiled as he cracked his knuckles. Sam ran for it, he turned and made a break for the door. However, Azimio and Rick had grabbed him by his arms and legs and dumped him into a trash can.

"Where is Coach Bieste?" He thought, pulling himself from the trash can. He successfully made his way out of the trash can without falling. The guys weren't done though, he felt his jeans be pulled to the floor, and rest at his ankles. His toned legs were in the open, as usual. His blue bikini briefs were now being stared at by everyone in the room, causing an eruption of laughter.

Bending down to pick up his jeans he felt a numbing pain in his ass. "Not this again." He groaned as he flew to his tip toes in pain. His ass was now being shown too, but that was nothing new either. His feet eventually came off the ground and his entire body was suspended by only the floss in his ass. He heard a tear and then he thudded to the floor. The entire seat of his undies were torn. Sam picked up his jeans, his ripped underwear wildly uncomfortable. He didn't care, he needed to leave the room, he couldn't take any more humiliation.

As he entered Glee Club, Mr. Schue stopped him. "Sam, you're late again. Where are you coming from?"

"Locker room." He looked down.

Mr. Schue nodded, he understood exactly why Sam was late. "Take your seat."

Sam gave a half smile, and sat down in a seat directly in front of Puck. "Okay, guys. So we will be performing at Jean's funeral. Thank you Finn and Kurt for suggesting the idea." Will said to the students.

Puck bent down so he could whisper in Sam's ear, Sam could feel his breathing before he even spoke. "Sam, we're hanging out after school."

Sam fidgeted in his seat. Puck had probably been humiliated to, having his queen be another dude. He figured Puck just wanted to hit him. "I'm busy." He whispered back.

Puck squeezed his shoulder tightly. "No you arent. We're hanging out and that's the end of the story. I gotta talk to you."

Sam peeled Puck's hand from his shoulder, he was hurting him. He shook his head but whispered back "Fine".

Sam leaned forward so he could pay attention to Glee Club again. "Me and Finn are actually going to help Sue clean Jean's room later." Kurt announced. "Anyone else could help, I'm just not sure if Sue wants a bunch of people there."

-GLEE-

When Glee Club ended, everyone was rushing to their lockers, happy the day was over. Puck and Sam made their way back to the locker room, Monday was the only day that they would be alone in the locker room, It was the only day no sports met on. This left Puck and Sam alone in the room. Puck stepped out of his pants to reveal his white briefs with clownfish print and the Finding Nemo logo on his waistband. "You gonna change?"

"I'm, I'll just watch you pump some iron." Sam gave a half smile.

"Believe it or not, I don't care what underwear you're wearing, I wedgie everyone anyway." He joked, but it came off as serious.

Sam sighed and grabbed his gym clothes from his bag. "Why did you want to hang out with me? I humiliated you at Prom. Are you gonna beat me up?"

"No!" Puck said, sounding offended. "I wanted to tell you I didnt vote you for Prom Queen!"

"I know you didn't." Sam said. "I'm sorry for embarrassing you like that though."

"I wasn't embarrassed at all." Puck shrugged. "And stop apologizing to me, that's not your fault. Whoever's fault it is will have their face bashed in by me." Puck looked at Sam who had pulled his jeans down. He quickly spotted the huge tear on his ass. "And whoever did that to your underwear is gonna eat my fist."

Sam turned red and pulled his shirt over his underwear. "Why are you being nice? You're never nice."

Puck looked down. He would've asked himself the same thing, but he knew why. Finn brought something up in the locker room the other day to persuade him to join the flash mob. He told him people bullied like Sam turn to suicide in some cases, and Puck had enough heart to atleast try to help Sam. "You're my bro, no one messes with my bros. All those assholes get pleasure from torturing people for stupid things, and now they've set their eyes on you. It'll blow over, just give it time."

"How do you know it'll blow over?" Sam said, still pantless.

"I used to be one of them before I joined Glee Club." Puck reminded as he stood up and finally finished dressing. "And I won't let you be a victim of theirs, even if it means taking a couple wedgies myself."

Sam smiled at Puck. "You should really try being nice more often."

"You know you should put pants on before I rip those things completely." Puck grinned.

Sam pulled his pants on with a chuckle. "Puck's back."

"Yep, now lets go before they lock the weight room." Puck grabbed Sam, who was now fully dressed, and pulled him out of the locker room.

-GLEE-

"Never mind, I'll find someone like you. I wish nothing but the best for you, too. Don't forget me, I begged, I remember you said. Sometimes it lasts in love, but sometimes it hurts instead. Sometimes it lasts in love, but sometimes it hurts instead," Puck finished rehearsing backstage.

"Nice job," Finn appeared from behind the curtain. "Weird song choice for you, don't you think?"

"Ah, well I figured that Jesse kid is gay so he must like Adele," Puck explained.

"But he's not gay," Finn replied.

"Oh, shit," Puck said confused.

"So, what're you singing?" Puck asked.

"I'm not auditioning," Finn answered. "Jesse hates me so why bother."

Puck nodded. "Wait, so if you're not here to sing then what are you doing here?"

"I'm here to get an explanation. Why'd you pants me bro?" Finn asked.

"Look dude, I'm sorry, but I had to. It was the only way to regain my status as badass numbah one. I seriously tried everything but nothing worked," Puck explained.

"Well, what happened to you being there for me after we switched undies and you saw what it was like to be me?" Finn asked.

"I just- I froze, okay. I felt the pressure, and I made a choice," Puck muttered. "And I regret it," he added.

Finn chuckled.

"Well, you're going to regret it even more now," Finn stated as he turned Puck around and dipped his hands into Puck's black jeans.

Puck threw his head back and screamed as he felt his pink hello kitty briefs fly out of his pants.

"Oh dude, stop!" Puck squirmed, as his briefs were a full on thong.

"Noah Puckerman, you're up!" Will's voice echoed through the auditorium.

"Hear that dude? You're next," Finn whispered as he walked Puck near the stage.

Puck winced in pain more as Finn continued to yank higher and higher.

"Now, hear my advice, don't get your girly undies in a bunch. Remember to breathe," Finn spanked his right butt cheek as he pushed him out on stage.

Puck smiled nervously as he felt his undies still up his ass with each step he took. He couldn't pick it in front of Jesse and Mr. Schue.

Finn laughed as he got a text from Kurt saying to meet up in Sue's office.

-GLEE-

"So, Noah was the last one. What did you think?" Will asked Jesse.

"They were all good," Jesse contemplated. "I'm going to need more time," Jesse stated.

Will nodded as he prepared his things and left. Jesse stayed around to perform his own song having to do with decisions and then as he finished, Mike and Artie approached him.

"We've got a bone to pick with you," Mike began.

"Oh? Is that so?" Jesse asked.

"Yeah," Artie rolled around him in a circle like a hawk.

"And what does this bone have to do with?" Jesse asked, confused.

"You don't remember?" Artie stopped as he began to get dizzy.

"Night of Neglect," Mike answered. "You made us embarrass ourselves."

"It's not my fault you two fell for it," Jesse laughed.

"Well, now it's time for revenge," Artie began wheeling himself in.

"Oh, I wouldn't do that if I were you," Jesse threatened. "Because if you do, there's no way in hell you'll get the male lead."

"We talked about that," Mike responded.

"We don't care," Artie cracked his knuckles.

"Well, guess there's no sense in running," Jesse stated as he turned around and lifted his shirt.

Mike stood behind Jesse and tugged sharply on his black low rise CK briefs. Mike managed to get his briefs up to his neck before letting go.

Jesse winced in pain as he asked, "So, we done now?"

"It's my turn," Artie stated. "Lay face down on the ground."

"What?" Jesse asked.

"Mike's going to push me in my wheel chair while I hold onto your undies. I'm going to drag you across the stage until your briefs rip," Artie explained.

Jesse nodded as he got on his knees and then faced the ground.

-GLEE-

Sam slammed his locker shut after the school day was over. He actually made it out of gym today without anyone teasing him at all. Maybe Puck was right, maybe it would all blow over.

He quickly realized it wasn't close to over when he bumped into two football players. Karofsky and another named Eli. "We didnt get to talk today in gym." Karofsky smirked.

Sam ignored them and tried walking the other way. However, Eli blocked him off from the other side. "I think you guys need to leave me alone." Sam said, taking a step back.

"I think you need to turn around and accept what's about to happen. Or we'll force it, and make it worse." Eli folded his arms.

Sam thought about running for a second, but he knew he couldn't get far. He felt defeated, so he figured he might as well accept it and turn around. He could feel. Hand digging around in his underwear, next he felt the hand pull his lime green underwear to the ceiling. Sam's feet went high enough off the ground to bounce him. He felt himself lower down and took a sigh of relief, it was over.

Of course, he wasn't right though. His underwear was hooked on to something, and his ass had a pain rubbing through it that could possibly rip his butt into two pieces. "Ah! Guys, seriously?!"

Eli and Karofsky laughed at Sam and fist-bumped one another. "Hey!" A voice called out from down the hallway. Sam looked through the crowd of people to see Puck, wearing a black T-shirt and sweats. When he looked back Eli and Karofsky had disappeared. "They took off running, what babies." Puck shook his head, he leaned against the locker next to Sam. "Hold your arms out, I'll get you down."

Sam did as told and felt his underwear free from the hanging wedgie it was stuck in and hang out of his pants. Once Puck let him down he fixed his situation. "Thanks dude."

"I told you, bros for life." Puck punched Sam in the shoulder. As Puck walked away, Sam smiled to himself. He felt content knowing atleast Puck would be there for him.

-GLEE-

"Cool, so we've got the pastor, the music, is there anything else we're missing?" Finn asked Kurt as they planned Jane's funeral.

"I don't think so," Kurt responded, looking at his checklist, laying down on Finn's bed.

"Wait, what about the food?" Finn asked.

"The food?" Kurt wondered.

"Yeah," Finn stated. "Shouldn't we have crackers and juice or something?"

"Finn, this isn't prom," Kurt explain as he turned over on his stomach and rested his chin on his hands.

"Oh my gosh, don't remind me," Finn threw his hands around.

"It wasn't that bad. Blaine and I had fun," Kurt smiled.

"Yeah, well I was humiliated in front of the whole school…. Again," Finn frowned.

"Blaine and I thought the whole Finn Butt-son thing was like funny but cute at the same time," Kurt giggled.

"Oh, you did?" Finn raised an eyebrow.

Kurt laughed, "What's that look you've got?"

"Oh, nothing," Finn shrugged his shoulders and puckered his lips. "Just thought I'd see how funny you thought this would be," Finn jumped on Kurt.

Kurt laughed as they began to wrestle one another on the bed. Both grabbed onto each other's skimpy undies.

Finn soon gathered the upper and was sitting on Kurt's back stretching his white and rainbow polka dotted bikini briefs.

"Alright, you win Finn!" Kurt yelped, kicking his legs up and down.

"Actually, I'm not done yet," Finn smirked. He grabbed the waistband to Kurt's jeans and tugged the back down with one hand revealing his little thonged butt.

"Finn!" Kurt squealed.

"Haha," Finn spanked once as he wedgied Kurt. "What's the matter, Kurt BUM-mel?" Finn laughed spanking his other cheek.

"What's going on in here?" Burt asked a few steps from the door.

Finn instantly hopped off Kurt and Kurt pulled up the back of his jeans.

Burt entered the room in his regular football outfit. White V-Neck and white briefs.

"What're you guys doing up here?" Burt asked.

"Um, Scrabble," Finn answered.

Burt ignored Finn and asked, "Are you guys giving each other wedgies again?"

"No," Finn blushed, knowing he had also spanked Kurt.

"Good," Burt responded. "No more wedgies in this house between the two of you. We spend more money on new underwear than we do on our electricity bill."

Both boys nodded in understandment.

"Finn, the game's on. Want to watch?" Burt asked, walking out.

"Yeah, I'll see you down there," Finn stood up and dropped his jeans revealing his white hanes, flashing a smile at Kurt.

"That wasn't funny, Finn," Kurt said with rosy cheeks while giggling.

"Well, I thought it was at least cute," Finn winked before he left.

-GLEE-

Will stood in front of the class. As everyone settled in he hopped up to sit on the piano. "So, I decided to let Jesse go."

"So? Did you atleast pick a soloist?" Rachel asked.

"There will be no soloist." Will replied. "We're a group, equals. We all shine equally bright. That's why we're going to do original songs as a team and win."

"I was fantastic, and now you're saying no one gets a solo?" Santana interjected. "This is a load of f-"

"Santana!" Will cut her off. "Trust me, it's the way to win."

-GLEE-

After the funeral service had ended Will stepped out front on the way to his car. "Will, I have to talk to you." Sue said from behind him.

"Yes?"

"I have to thank you. I didn't want a funeral because I thought no one would come, but because of the glee club she had the best funeral I could hope for." Sue said, still crying as she had been in the funeral. "I've decided that I will be nice to the glee club, but only for the rest of the year."

Schue smiled. "That's great." He pulled Sue in for a quick hug as he said this.

From across the parking lot Quinn and Finn were talking. "You're breaking up with me?" She asked him.

Finn bit his lip and nodded. "I'm sorry, I just can't do this anymore."

"We were going to be the most popular kids in school? Why are you doing this?" She cried.

"Because you control everything. You're mean to me and I can't even wear the underwear I want to."

"And you like Rachel?" Quinn crossed her arms. "Admit it, you do."

"Yeah, well Rachel didn't ask me to change a thing about me." He snapped as he climbed into his car and slammed the door.

-GLEE-

Emma sat at her desk, she was vigorously scrubbing her cell phone. "Emma?" Will popped his head in her doorway.

Emma looked up and pulled off her latex gloves. "Will! Sorry, I dropped my phone earlier in the grass and I was cleaning it. Anyway, what's up?"

"I just wanted to know if you were coming to New York with us? Figgins needs a list of chaperones by today." Will shoved his hands in his pockets.

"Yes." She nodded. "But I'm bringing Carl."

Will looked down, he knew why she was bringing him, but he still wish he wasn't coming. Fighting it wasn't an option though. "Okay." He plastered a fake smile and walked out of the class. Hopefully he and Emma could still get some alone time in NYC.\

Hope you all enjoyed this chapter. Next week is the finale. I hope to have it done. Please review. Love hearing your thoughts on things. Also, lemme just say I love Kurt/Finn in this episode. haha.