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Title: Drummer Boy
Author: mzminola
Fandom: Glee!
Genre: Alternate Universe
Premise: What if Finn never sang in Glee club, because he was already in Jazz Band?
Rating: high as the show itself, plus extra for swearing.

Warnings for the fic as a whole: Anything the show has is likely to show up here, so pretty much all of the bullying and phobias and barfing and other issues. If you are worried about specific triggers please let me know and I can give you a heads up.

Mike was horrified by the grim list of trivia Kurt had dug up on previous Glee club members, illustrated by the vandalism done previously to the library copy of the Thunderclap. Matt had to explain to Mercedes what a “patriotic wedgie” was, and Mike tried and failed not to wince.

Junior High had sucked.

Kurt’s lecture and Mike’s trip through memory’s back-alley was interrupted by Mr. Schuester walking in.

“Can I borrow one of these?” Mr. Schuester asked, and instead of going for one of the Thunderclaps on the piano, pulled the copy out of Kurt’s arms, despite not getting an answer, and Kurt not loosening his grip.


Rachel couldn’t care that much, Mike thought, since she didn’t bother to approach anyone other than Kurt about forming her Gay & Lesbian Alliance.


Mercedes, Artie, and Brittany had all turned Rachel down in her quest for a co-captain. Her eyes lit up when she spotted Trent, but he saw her too and ducked into a classroom before she could talk to him.

Puck did wait for her to catch up to him though, and then listened to her entire spiel before turning her down.

“You know that talk we had about my reputation versus your reputation?” he asked.

“Of course,” Rachel said.

“This is part of that,” he said, and backed away until he blended into a group of red jackets that was heading towards the gym.

Kurt, Matt and Mike were nowhere to be found, Santana said she’d be defacing the photos with Brittany, and Quinn reminded her that “We all voted for you, sweetie.”

“But Mr. Schuester-”

“Should respect our vote,” Quinn said, before turning away to go to math class.

Her solo photoshoot, however, turned out to simply be an opportunity waiting to be grabbed.


Terri looked up from the saucepan, and saw her other pregnancy pad in Will’s hand.


“I think that was the nicest thing anyone’s ever done for our Miss Berry,” Kurt said, taking Quinn’s right arm, while Brittany took her left.

“Please,” Quinn said. “I want to compete as Sectionals as much as the rest of us. I wasn’t going to let a mattress stop us, of all things. Especially since it was such an easy fix, getting it officially recognized that Mr. Schuester accepted the mattress, rather than New Directions.”

“While I’m impressed by your ability to rules-lawyer,” Kurt said. “I was actually talking about you blackmailing Miss Sylvester into giving Glee club its own page in the yearbook.”

“Did it occur to you that I might have done that for me?” Quinn said. “We can get our own copies of the Thunderclap, you know, and unlike the ones in the library, they won’t be defaced.”

“Mine will be,” Brittany said.

“You could have just jumped on the co-captaincy,” Kurt pointed out.

Quinn refused to respond to either of those comments.


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