Glee | Welcome Back, Puck & Mercedes | BSRFQKATMiMaPMe (5 of 6)
Started my daily ficlets to make the hiatus pass, then decided to keep going with a second cycle, and then a third, fourth, fifth, sixth, seventh and eigth cycle. Which MEANS cycle 9 is here, which MEANS...
GLEE IS ALMOST HERE! CAN YOU FEEL IT GLEEKS? CAN? YOU? FEEEEEL IT???
And in honor of said return (*flails!*), here's a first more or less multi-chapter story/arc! Ends on the day of (*flaily mcfangirl*) THE RETURN!
Day 5 of 6
"WELCOME BACK, PUCK & MERCEDES"
Brittany, Santana, Rachel, Finn, Quinn, Kurt, Artie, Tina, Mike, Matt + Puck, Mercedes
He’d do it all for her… anything. He may have needed time to become the guy she deserved in every way, but he wanted to try, had to, for them both, Quinn, and their daughter. He never would have known just how important she could be to him if he hadn’t followed his instincts the way he had and joined Glee Club along with Mike and Matt.
He’d show her he could take care of them if she just gave him the chance. He realized it would be hard for him to make those changes, but he didn’t have a choice - it was the only way.
He never factored in the idea that Glee Club might end up mattering, too. It was just the means to an end, it was silly and uncool and so not him. But then he had nothing to worry about, he was a catch, a jock. He could just coast by, do what he’d set out to do and that’d be the end of that. The one problem was he hadn’t factored in that he might get something out of it, too. He’d had music in him all his life, from his dad. He’d learned it on his own though, after his father had walked out on them. He hadn’t done it for him… But it’d be pretty cool if he could pass it on to that baby girl.
The day of that argument, he was the first one to bail out. He knew what was coming, they had all been hurt too much to just stand there. Besides, he’d already watched her walk away from him, he wasn’t going to stand there and wait on that. He’d rather cut his losses now.
The days had gone by after that, and for all intents and purposes he was ready to stick to his guns. But then he’d see one of them, in the halls, in class, in the cafeteria…
Cutting across to the usual table that day, he’d spotted Quinn. He hesitated for a second, and that got him spotted. He froze as she looked back at him. Neither of them knew what to say. After a moment, he turned and walked along, continuing to his table. He put his tray down, sat… He looked back, seeing Finn sit at a table right by Quinn’s. He shrugged and shook his head to himself, starting to eat.
“What the hell?” one of the guys sitting with him spoke. He looked back, and his eyebrow raised. He wasn’t sure what Brittany was up to, but when he heard the guys whisper and chuckle, he looked back over his shoulder for a second.
“Shut up,” he told them, just as he heard her start singing. He watched as she was joined by Santana - of course - and then… Rachel was the next to go up and join her voice… He’d had a feeling she would - he was surprised she hadn’t gone first.
Then Finn got up next, and Puck saw he was carrying two chairs - he knew what he was doing right away, and his eyes travelled back to Quinn, who got up just as he thought she would. He wouldn’t say it to anyone, but it still gave him something every time he saw her stand, or turn, and he’d see the belly… The next thing he knew, they were helping her up on a chair, too.
He wanted to go up there, to be by her side, too, but he didn’t know… after everything, how that would go. So for a time, he remained sitting there.
He wasn’t the only one slow to rise. Mercedes didn’t know whether to feel responsible or most wounded about what had gotten them there the week before. She’d blocked it out for the most part, didn’t want to think about it, but the emotions were still there. It left her with what she’d call a ‘response problem.’ Seeing them around school, she’d react as the wounded, but the moment they were out of sight, she’d feel the guilt.
As the days had passed, the balance had started to shift, stomping out the victim in favour of the guilt. With that came another feeling… she missed Glee Club.
When she’d joined, it had been so easy to rely on that which she’d known all her life: She was talented, unique… and they’d all know it the moment she started to sing. But then she was with other people like that. It was all a sort of eye opener, and she’d been thankful for the change. She’d gotten friends out of it, great ones, who understood her in ways only they could get. She missed them now… Kurt, Tina, Matt… And Rachel, well, they’d come closer after Sectionals… They’d made compromises and admissions they would never have managed in the early days of Glee Club.
Now she feared she’d ruined it all, her precious circle of friends scattered to the winds. If they reformed, would they even want her back? She knew it wasn’t just her, that there’d been a lot of kindling thrown around, but she was fairly certain she’d been the one to light the flame.
Coming into cafeteria that day, she was regretting them, unable to share a funny thing that had happened at home that morning. After all, they were the only ones she had there who would care or know why it was funny. As a result, she sat to her lunch with a frustrated sigh. Now her appetite wasn’t all in it anymore.
She didn’t look up when people started whispering… she was fairly certain it was nothing that concerned her. That was proven wrong to her a moment later, when she heard a familiar voice, singing… Was her mind playing tricks on her? Why… she looked up at the same moment she realized what the whispers had been about.
She watched, stunned, at Brittany’s impromptu performance, growing further surprised as Santana joined in… What on earth was happening, now Rachel was joining them? The song had been Mercedes’ good idea the week before - the one good thing she’d done that day, and part of her glowed with innocent hope, like maybe this meant they could all be okay again…
She missed going to that room, with them, and just diving into a new song, a new dance… She’d feel accomplished, even if it was just for the twelve of them and Mr. Schuester. They’d never gotten to finish this one, because…
The hope faded again, and she just watched as both Finn and Quinn joined the three already on “stage.”
Then there came a snag in the production - somehow Figgins and Coach Sylvester must have found out about this. They came in like the police coming to shut down a party. Maybe she could get up then. Maybe if she stood up for them, it could somehow make up for everything that had happened? Maybe they wouldn’t care… Still, she was willing to try. She started grasping her chair, but then…
Kurt got up. She smiled, knowing it was just like him to do that. Not long after that, there came another four, one right after the other - Artie, then Tina, Mike, and Matt… That only left two of them still sitting now, and the song was nearing its end.
Puck watched the rapid succession of joiners into their bit of gleeful cafeteria rebellion, and the reddening of Coach Sylvester’s face. Now there was no more time to put it off, he had to make his decision.
There were ten of them up there, but he was focused on just one, not to mention the unseen eleventh. Just because she had insisted she needed to do things on her own, he couldn’t forget what had led him to join in the first place, and the promise he’d made, even if she wasn’t having it. He wanted to look out for her, for both of them. He couldn’t do that by just sitting there when she was there. So as they carried on the song, he got up. When they looked back at him, when she looked back at him, he nodded and started toward them, adding his voice.
[P+10] “Be yourself / And let the world take notice”
He climbed on to the chair vacated by Santana, next to Brittany, making a back row of six, and a front of five. All they needed was one more, and the courage may have been slow coming, but it was starting to come to her at last.
As the last holdout, the other eleven seemed to be singing right at her now. They were smiling at her, Kurt was discreetly waving for her to come… Now she was seeing how much she’d just been foolish not to recognize that they could look past everything that had happened if she would, too. She smiled, the old Mercedes back in the game as she stood and sang as she moved toward them.
[Me+11] “You’ll find strength / When people bring you down / They will see / If you would only, only believe.”
They were excited, all of them, as she approached. She stepped up into the spot next to Kurt, getting a high five from Matt on the chair behind her on the way, and Kurt’s arm around her shoulders once she had reached her rightful place, among them.
Reunited, all twelve, they carried out the song, big finish and all. There was an awed silence after.
And then they saw something that made them smile.
TO BE CONTINUUUUUED… TOMORROW :)
* IN CONSTRUCTION! *
PREVIOUS DAYS
[Cycle 1] [Cycle 2] [Cycle 3] [Cycle 4] [Cycle 5] [Cycle 6] [Cycle 7] [Cycle 8]
[Cycle 9]
[ [169] [170] [171] [172]]
Suggestion Drop Off
Title: "Welcome Back, Puck & Mercedes"
Pairing: Brittany & Santana, Rachel, Finn, Quinn, Finn/Quinn-ness, Kurt, Artie, Artie/Tina, Tina, Mike, Matt, Mike/Brittany, Matt/Sasha, Puck, Puck/Quinn, Mercedes
Rating: G
Summary: [WB 5/6] The Glee Club has been torn apart, and Brittany takes it upon herself to bring them back together, and new voices join in.
Spoilers: 113 Sectionals, I guess...
GLEE IS ALMOST HERE! CAN YOU FEEL IT GLEEKS? CAN? YOU? FEEEEEL IT???
And in honor of said return (*flails!*), here's a first more or less multi-chapter story/arc! Ends on the day of (*flaily mcfangirl*) THE RETURN!
Day 5 of 6
"WELCOME BACK, PUCK & MERCEDES"
Brittany, Santana, Rachel, Finn, Quinn, Kurt, Artie, Tina, Mike, Matt + Puck, Mercedes
He’d do it all for her… anything. He may have needed time to become the guy she deserved in every way, but he wanted to try, had to, for them both, Quinn, and their daughter. He never would have known just how important she could be to him if he hadn’t followed his instincts the way he had and joined Glee Club along with Mike and Matt.
He’d show her he could take care of them if she just gave him the chance. He realized it would be hard for him to make those changes, but he didn’t have a choice - it was the only way.
He never factored in the idea that Glee Club might end up mattering, too. It was just the means to an end, it was silly and uncool and so not him. But then he had nothing to worry about, he was a catch, a jock. He could just coast by, do what he’d set out to do and that’d be the end of that. The one problem was he hadn’t factored in that he might get something out of it, too. He’d had music in him all his life, from his dad. He’d learned it on his own though, after his father had walked out on them. He hadn’t done it for him… But it’d be pretty cool if he could pass it on to that baby girl.
The day of that argument, he was the first one to bail out. He knew what was coming, they had all been hurt too much to just stand there. Besides, he’d already watched her walk away from him, he wasn’t going to stand there and wait on that. He’d rather cut his losses now.
The days had gone by after that, and for all intents and purposes he was ready to stick to his guns. But then he’d see one of them, in the halls, in class, in the cafeteria…
Cutting across to the usual table that day, he’d spotted Quinn. He hesitated for a second, and that got him spotted. He froze as she looked back at him. Neither of them knew what to say. After a moment, he turned and walked along, continuing to his table. He put his tray down, sat… He looked back, seeing Finn sit at a table right by Quinn’s. He shrugged and shook his head to himself, starting to eat.
“What the hell?” one of the guys sitting with him spoke. He looked back, and his eyebrow raised. He wasn’t sure what Brittany was up to, but when he heard the guys whisper and chuckle, he looked back over his shoulder for a second.
“Shut up,” he told them, just as he heard her start singing. He watched as she was joined by Santana - of course - and then… Rachel was the next to go up and join her voice… He’d had a feeling she would - he was surprised she hadn’t gone first.
Then Finn got up next, and Puck saw he was carrying two chairs - he knew what he was doing right away, and his eyes travelled back to Quinn, who got up just as he thought she would. He wouldn’t say it to anyone, but it still gave him something every time he saw her stand, or turn, and he’d see the belly… The next thing he knew, they were helping her up on a chair, too.
He wanted to go up there, to be by her side, too, but he didn’t know… after everything, how that would go. So for a time, he remained sitting there.
He wasn’t the only one slow to rise. Mercedes didn’t know whether to feel responsible or most wounded about what had gotten them there the week before. She’d blocked it out for the most part, didn’t want to think about it, but the emotions were still there. It left her with what she’d call a ‘response problem.’ Seeing them around school, she’d react as the wounded, but the moment they were out of sight, she’d feel the guilt.
As the days had passed, the balance had started to shift, stomping out the victim in favour of the guilt. With that came another feeling… she missed Glee Club.
When she’d joined, it had been so easy to rely on that which she’d known all her life: She was talented, unique… and they’d all know it the moment she started to sing. But then she was with other people like that. It was all a sort of eye opener, and she’d been thankful for the change. She’d gotten friends out of it, great ones, who understood her in ways only they could get. She missed them now… Kurt, Tina, Matt… And Rachel, well, they’d come closer after Sectionals… They’d made compromises and admissions they would never have managed in the early days of Glee Club.
Now she feared she’d ruined it all, her precious circle of friends scattered to the winds. If they reformed, would they even want her back? She knew it wasn’t just her, that there’d been a lot of kindling thrown around, but she was fairly certain she’d been the one to light the flame.
Coming into cafeteria that day, she was regretting them, unable to share a funny thing that had happened at home that morning. After all, they were the only ones she had there who would care or know why it was funny. As a result, she sat to her lunch with a frustrated sigh. Now her appetite wasn’t all in it anymore.
She didn’t look up when people started whispering… she was fairly certain it was nothing that concerned her. That was proven wrong to her a moment later, when she heard a familiar voice, singing… Was her mind playing tricks on her? Why… she looked up at the same moment she realized what the whispers had been about.
She watched, stunned, at Brittany’s impromptu performance, growing further surprised as Santana joined in… What on earth was happening, now Rachel was joining them? The song had been Mercedes’ good idea the week before - the one good thing she’d done that day, and part of her glowed with innocent hope, like maybe this meant they could all be okay again…
She missed going to that room, with them, and just diving into a new song, a new dance… She’d feel accomplished, even if it was just for the twelve of them and Mr. Schuester. They’d never gotten to finish this one, because…
The hope faded again, and she just watched as both Finn and Quinn joined the three already on “stage.”
Then there came a snag in the production - somehow Figgins and Coach Sylvester must have found out about this. They came in like the police coming to shut down a party. Maybe she could get up then. Maybe if she stood up for them, it could somehow make up for everything that had happened? Maybe they wouldn’t care… Still, she was willing to try. She started grasping her chair, but then…
Kurt got up. She smiled, knowing it was just like him to do that. Not long after that, there came another four, one right after the other - Artie, then Tina, Mike, and Matt… That only left two of them still sitting now, and the song was nearing its end.
Puck watched the rapid succession of joiners into their bit of gleeful cafeteria rebellion, and the reddening of Coach Sylvester’s face. Now there was no more time to put it off, he had to make his decision.
There were ten of them up there, but he was focused on just one, not to mention the unseen eleventh. Just because she had insisted she needed to do things on her own, he couldn’t forget what had led him to join in the first place, and the promise he’d made, even if she wasn’t having it. He wanted to look out for her, for both of them. He couldn’t do that by just sitting there when she was there. So as they carried on the song, he got up. When they looked back at him, when she looked back at him, he nodded and started toward them, adding his voice.
[P+10] “Be yourself / And let the world take notice”
He climbed on to the chair vacated by Santana, next to Brittany, making a back row of six, and a front of five. All they needed was one more, and the courage may have been slow coming, but it was starting to come to her at last.
As the last holdout, the other eleven seemed to be singing right at her now. They were smiling at her, Kurt was discreetly waving for her to come… Now she was seeing how much she’d just been foolish not to recognize that they could look past everything that had happened if she would, too. She smiled, the old Mercedes back in the game as she stood and sang as she moved toward them.
[Me+11] “You’ll find strength / When people bring you down / They will see / If you would only, only believe.”
They were excited, all of them, as she approached. She stepped up into the spot next to Kurt, getting a high five from Matt on the chair behind her on the way, and Kurt’s arm around her shoulders once she had reached her rightful place, among them.
Reunited, all twelve, they carried out the song, big finish and all. There was an awed silence after.
And then they saw something that made them smile.
TO BE CONTINUUUUUED… TOMORROW :)
* IN CONSTRUCTION! *
PREVIOUS DAYS
[Cycle 1] [Cycle 2] [Cycle 3] [Cycle 4] [Cycle 5] [Cycle 6] [Cycle 7] [Cycle 8]
[Cycle 9]
[ [169] [170] [171] [172]]
Suggestion Drop Off
Title: "Welcome Back, Puck & Mercedes"
Pairing: Brittany & Santana, Rachel, Finn, Quinn, Finn/Quinn-ness, Kurt, Artie, Artie/Tina, Tina, Mike, Matt, Mike/Brittany, Matt/Sasha, Puck, Puck/Quinn, Mercedes
Rating: G
Summary: [WB 5/6] The Glee Club has been torn apart, and Brittany takes it upon herself to bring them back together, and new voices join in.
Spoilers: 113 Sectionals, I guess...