Disclaimer: I do not own Glee, nor am I making any money off of this.
A/N: Thank you to everyone who has read and reviewed! This chapter covers the time period of The Rhodes Not Taken through right before Vitamin D.
**Somehow, this chapter turned into an awful lot of singing…. Huh. Well, I guess I've revealed my not-so-secret love for Disney. Let me know what you think of the song choices for each member.**
This chapter includes the songs: Somebody to Love, by Queen. Once Upon A December (Anastasia). Gaston (Beauty and the Beast). God Help the Outcasts (Hunchback of Notre Dame). I Won't Say I'm In Love (Hercules). When You Wish Upon A Star (Pinocchio). Circle of Life (Lion King). Be Our Guest (Beauty and the Beast). Kiss The Girl (The Little Mermaid). A Whole New World (Aladdin). Reflection (Mulan).
Episode 3: Disney Week
Mike Chang had known at the age of five that he and Matt would be best friends forever. When he was ten, he knew that he wanted to marry Matt one day. And at twelve, he and Matt had finally learned that they felt similarly, and become more than best friends.
Now Mike was fifteen, and he had done something that at first seemed absolutely stupid. After all, he was happy with Matt, incredibly, incandescently happy…
But the moment he'd seen Kurt Hummel dance he knew he wanted him too.
Right after the football game that Kurt had miraculously led to a win, he had confessed everything to Matt.
Mike had told him how he thought about kissing Kurt, about bedding him, about holding his hand and just walking to class together – and doing a dance number with him.
Matt listened calmly, as he always did.
"I do too," Matt said simply.
"Think about Kurt Hummel."
Mike had stared, hardly able to believe it.
"So… what do we do?"
"What do we usually do when we both want something?" Matt smiled kindly, and Mike's heart thudded as his lover took his hand in his own. "We share it."
They made love slowly that night, Mike crying out declarations of love, Matt whispering soft words of affection and approval. Mike was floating in pleasure when Matt reminded him that soon they would have Kurt with them, and something inside him burst, and he surrendered to the image of the three of them – it was perfection.
They had approached Kurt, who had sweetly and adorably welcomed their attentions, and had spent the last month slowly getting to know him. The more they learned about Kurt, the more they loved him.
Mike grinned as he looked to his left and his right, at the two most amazing people he had ever met.
Matt turned to meet his gaze – he always seemed to know when Mike was looking his way – and gave him a soft smile.
Kurt didn't notice Mike's loving look – he was caught up in staring at the front of the room with no small amount of anger on his face.
Startled at Kurt's expression, Mike turned and actually paid attention to what Mr. Schue was saying.
"…Don't worry about losing Rachel's star-power – because now we have April!"
He frowned, glancing at the woman standing by Will. She looked at least forty – what on earth did Mr. Schue mean by having her in the club?
"Excuse me, April," Kurt said firmly. "But we're not looking for a replacement for a member who decided to leave – because we don't need one. We have twelve excellent singers in this room already. Mr. Schue, you would do well to realize that everyone in this room has plenty of the 'star-power' you like to swear by – if you just opened your ears."
Mr. Schue stared at Kurt in surprise, before a look of anger covered his face.
"Don't talk to me like that, Kurt. Rachel had a level of training that none of you have – and April has the same kind of powerful voice…"
"I am speaking frankly," Kurt said coolly. "Which I would do to another student, to a teacher, or the president of the United States. There is a lot of talent in this room! I would remind you that this is a student club."
"April is a student," Mr. Schue corrected him. "I didn't think you'd be so prejudiced, Kurt.
Mike couldn't stand it a moment longer.
"I guess we don't need you to believe in us – because we believe in each other," Mike stood, looking around the room. "If that's the way you treat your students, Mr. Schue, I don't think I want to be in your club."
Matt and Kurt stood as one, supporting Mike.
"Neither do we," Kurt declared.
"Or me!" Sugar cried. Artie nodded in assent.
Tina and Mercedes exchanged sad glances, but they stood as well.
"I thought you guys would be more welcoming," Mr. Schuester glared around the room.
"April, I'm sorry, but this is our time," Kurt addressed the blonde woman. "It's our club, and our high school. We don't need to be forced to follow another star; we need to be able to make decisions ourselves, and take it however it works out."
"I am in charge of this club," their teacher's eyes flashed. He stepped towards Kurt, a glint in his eyes.
Matt stepped in front of Kurt, looking right at Mr. Schuester.
"Then we'll start again," Matt said coolly.
"We'll form a new show choir club," Kurt agreed.
"And find a faculty advisor to advise us, not order us around," Mercedes chimed in.
"Someone who'll support us, and give all of us a chance!" Tina threw in her two cents.
Mike glanced at Matt, and knew he was thinking the same thing.
Sugar cleared her throat importantly.
"I can get my Daddy to pay for our costumes and everything."
"Then its decided," Kurt smiled, grabbing Sugar's hand and squeezing it. "We're starting a new club."
He left, Sugar in tow, and Mike and Matt followed close behind. Tina, Artie, and Mercedes followed quickly, and after a moment, Brittany did too, dragging Santana behind her.
Matt paused by the door, holding it open for the others to come through.
"If Sugar's dad is paying for it, then it won't compete with the Cheerios budget, and Coach won't care anymore!" Santana was hissing to Quinn.
"Then we could just leave," Quinn said quietly.
"But I like it!" Brittany had a very loud whisper. "Can't we go with Kurt?"
Santana looked at Brittany and smiled.
"All right then. Anyways, I do have that solo part for Sectionals."
Quinn giggled, and shrugged, following them down the hallway.
"Fine. But I better get one soon!"
Matt glanced back in as Puck and Finn filed out, the latter muttering an apology to Mr. Schue.
Their former advisor stared after them in shock. April looked very teary-eyed.
"They're right, this is no place for me," she whispered.
Matt shut the door.
"Thank you, Miss Pillsbury, for agreeing to be our Show Choir advisor!"
All the students grinned and clapped.
"Thanks for inviting me," Emma Pillsbury said shyly. "I've always loved singing. Now, I've talked with Kurt, and we agree that I'll be here to moderate – help stop any disputes, maybe offer advice, and handle any administrative things that need doing. But you guys are in charge – you'll get to vote on what songs to sing, who gets solo parts, and so on." She sat back, looking kind of relieved.
Kurt sprang up and grinned at the group.
"First order of business – our Invitational performance! I hope everyone still wants to do Somebody To Love, because I've worked on assigning solo parts to everyone!"
The club looked mostly nervous as they accepted the sheet music, but slowly, they began to smile.
"You included all of us on here, didn't you?" Puck sounded surprised.
"I tried to." Kurt beamed, bouncing up and down on his heels. "I thought Tina would really rock this song, so I gave her the biggest part, but we can obviously discuss it!"
"You really think I'll do well?" Tina breathed, not stuttering at all.
"Absolutely!" Kurt danced to her side and hugged her tightly. "Now, our resident Cheerios did us a great favor and got Sue to allow us to use the auditorium. Since we've left the... tutelage of William Schuester, she seems to actually approve of our club's existence. Quinn, Artie, Miss Pillsbury and I met with Principal Figgins to discuss our club - now known as Student Show Choir - although we can come up with a better name for competitions, I hope!
"We are now officially a regular student club, like chess club or chastity club, so we're not asking for a part of the school budget other than the basic hundred dollar grant for starting up a club."
"But of course that's not all we'll have!" Sugar chirped. "I told my dad about us, and he thinks that supporting the arts – and supporting me – is very important! He's going to be our benefactor. So this Saturday everyone needs to come to the mall, 'cause I'll be buying us all our outfits for our next performance!"
"Thank you, Sugar," Miss Pillsbury smiled at the girl. "That is quite generous of your father."
"I like getting things for people I like," Sugar shrugged, tossing her hair. "And I like you guys…"
Kurt looked at Sugar fondly.
"Alright then, do you guys want to run through the song, see if it feels right? I think it would be a great closing number… And we can have two other songs before it. And a serious thanks to the jazz band for being here!"
"You're welcome," the guitarist grinned. He nodded to the drummer, and the beat began.
Finn smiled as he breathed in before crooning the first word of the song.
"Anybody," Everyone sang together. "Find me… Somebody to love?"
Tina looked nervous, but sang her line anyways.
"Oh oh oh oh ohhh…. Each morning I get up I die a little. Can barely stand on my feet…"
"Take a look in the mirror," the group chanted, as Puck sang out – "Take a look in the mirror and cry!"
"And cry! Yeah, yeah…" Mercedes' voice rose to the top of the group, and Kurt beamed at her.
"Lord what you're doing to me," Finn sang.
"I have spent all my years in…" Tina sang deeply, her confidence growing with each word. "Believing you!" The others joined in. "But I just can't get no relief, Lord!"
Matt and Mike exchanged a proud look as Kurt took the next few solo Somebody's. Artie spun around in his wheelchair as he got ready for his part.
"I work hard… Every day of my life!" Artie's voice was strong, and he reached out to take Quinn's hand as she joined in with the next line.
"I work till I ache in my bones!"
"At the end…" Artie sang.
"At the end of the day!"
"I take home my hard earned pay all on my own," Artie grinned as the others backed him.
"I get down on my knees and I start to pray," Quinn sang sweetly, feeling a thrilling sensation as the others quieted backing her so her voice would be in the forefront. "Til the tears run down from my eyes, lord!"
Mercedes took the next few somebodys, and Tina's voice rose beautifully as she followed 'can anybody find me'…
"Somebody… to love…" Tina beamed as she released the note. She began to dance with Sugar as Artie led the next bit, and then Tina took her next line.
"But everybody wants to put me down! They say I'm going crazy…"
Mike began to dance, letting the music fill him as he sang the next few somebody's. Soon enough, Finn got a solo line, and then Santana.
Brittany clapped excitedly at Santana's beautiful voice resounded through the auditorium.
"I'm okay, I'm alright," Santana sang….
"Ain't gonna face no defeat," Santana smiled over at Brittany. "I just gotta get out of this prison cell," she sang with her best friend. "Someday I'm gonna be free, lord!"
"Find me somebody to love…"
Emma Pillsbury smiled in her spot in the front row, marveling at how beautifully all twelve voices sounded when blended together.
As the song grew to a close, she rose to her feet, applauding loudly.
"That was beautiful!" Emma declared, dabbing away her tears with a tissue.
As everyone began to laugh and cheer in their excitement, Mike and Matt caught Kurt in a fierce hug.
"You're a born leader, love," Mike whispered to Kurt fondly.
Kurt blushed and looked pleased.
"It's true," Matt chuckled.
"Welcome to today's Disney Competition!" Kurt declared at their next meeting. "I hope everybody has a song that they're going to sing. Afterwards, we'll all write down our top three choices, the votes will be tallied, each of the top three will perform once more, and everyone will vote for placement – one will be performed at Invitationals this Friday, one at the pep rally next month, and one at Sectionals in December. All right then, who's going to be first?"
Miss Pillsbury pulled a slip of paper out of her hat.
"First, we have Quinn Fabray."
Head held high, Quinn walked up the stage.
"This isn't technically a Disney song, I know, but I still think it counts."
Light, tinkling music, as if from a music box, began. She looked out at the audience, breathing in, before exhaling with the first words.
"Dancing bears… Painted wings… Things I almost remember…"
Kurt clutched a hand to his heart, smiling broadly.
Quinn was smiling as well, her eyes closed as she sang in her smooth, ethereal manner.
"And a song someone sings, once upon a December…. Someone holds me safe and warm, horses prance through a silver storm…"
Mike squeezed Kurt's hand when he saw the tears in the boy's eyes.
Quinn pirouetted across the stage, a talented ballerina even with her eyes closed.
"Figures dancing gracefully, across my memory…. Ahhh….."
She leapt and danced about the stage, elegant and beautiful as ever.
"Someone holds me safe and warm, horses prance through a silver storm, figures dancing gracefully, across my memory! Far away, long ago – glowing dim as an ember… Things my heart used to know, things it yearns to remember…. And a song someone sings…"
Quinn slowly opened her eyes as she finished the song.
"Once upon a December."
Kurt buried his face in Mike's shoulder and sobbed.
The clapping was tremendous, and drowned out the sounds of Kurt crying. Matt looked at his boyfriend with concern, wondering why this song seemed to affect him so.
Kurt's tears seemed to have subsided as the applause did. Mike gave him a quick kiss and promise to talk afterwards – and hurried onstage to join Puck.
"Mike Chang and Noah Puckerman!"
Puck stomped onstage, raised a fist, and glared at the audience.
"Who does she think she is? That girl has tangled with the wrong man!"
"Darn right," Mike agreed, dancing nervously across the stage.
"No one says 'no' to Gaston!" Puck roared. "Dismissed! Rejected! Publicly humiliated! Why it's more than I can bear."
"More beer?" Mike suggested.
"What for? Nothing helps." Puck sank into the stool onstage, putting his head in his hands. "I'm disgraced!"
The club was having a hard time not laughing already.
"Who, you? Never!" Mike shouted dramatically. "Gaston, you've got to pull yourself together."
The music began as Mike approached Puck's side.
"Gosh it disturbs me to see you, Gaston… Looking so down in the dumps. Every guy here'd love to be you, Gaston – even when taking your lumps. There's no man in town as admired as you – you're everyone's favorite guy…. Everyone's awed and inspired by you, and it's not very hard to see wh-hhy!"
Mike began to dance as he extolled Puck's so-called virtues.
"No one's slick as Gaston! No one's quick as Gaston! No one's neck's as incredibly thick as Gaston's!"
Puck puffed out his chest and his neck as large as he could – and with that, everyone burst into hysterical laughter.
Mike and Puck began to dance together towards the front of the stage. It was a brilliant performance, and both of their voices fit perfectly!
Kurt was nearly in tears when Mike winked at him and sang –
"Not a bit of him's scraggly or scrawny – "
"That's right! And every last inch of me's covered with hair!"
With that, Kurt was on the floor, howling with laughter. Somehow, despite the hilarity, Mike and Puck managed to get through the rest of the song.
"No one shoots like Gaston, makes those beauts like Gaston – then goes tromping around wearing boots like Gaston!"
"I use antlers in all of my decorating!"
"My what a guy, that Gaston!"
The second it finished, the club was roaring its approval.
"That was awesome, man," Finn high-fived Puck. Kurt leapt right into Mike's arms, kissing him swiftly.
"Too funny," he gasped. Mike laughed and wiped away Kurt's tears of laughter.
Emma didn't bother to restore order for a while, seeing as she couldn't stop laughing herself.
"Alright… Tina, you ready?"
"One minute," Tina gasped. "I just… need to stop laughing… first."
It was at least five minutes before Tina took the stage, still looking quite entertaining.
Soft music began, and Tina closed her eyes, centering herself.
"I don't know if you can hear me, or if you're even there. I don't know if you would listen to a gypsy's prayer… Yes, I know I'm just an outcast. I shouldn't speak to you... Still I see your face and wonder – were you once an outcast too?"
It was a quiet song, full of meaning, and Mike wondered at how well Tina was singing, despite her stutter. Singing really seemed to give her confidence.
"I ask for nothing," Tina sang, sweet and clear. "I can get by. But I know so many, less lucky than I! Please help my people, the poor and downtrodden. I thought we all were… the children of God."
She stepped forward, her arms raised as if in prayer.
"God help the outcasts - children of God!"
Kurt gave her a standing ovation, quite impressed with Tina's singing.
"Next, Sugar Motta!"
Kurt beamed up at his newest friend. Sugar's voice had a certain tone that at first he doubted would sound good, but he had quickly realized that she was a fantastic dancer, had a great sense of rhythm, despite her lack of voice training, and was quite fun to work with in Cabaret.
As Brittany, Santana, and Quinn also hopped up onstage, Kurt's mind started whirring. What Disney song could she be singing that required backup?
Then the music started and he knew – he had seen every Disney movie at least a dozen times, after all.
"If there's a prize for rotten judgment," Sugar sang plaintively. "I guess I've already done that. No man is worth the aggravation…. That's ancient history, been there, done that!"
The Cheerio trio stepped forward, wagging their fingers at Sugar.
"Who'd'ya think you're kidding? He's the earth and heaven to you… Try to keep it hidden…. Honey, we can see right through you! Girl, ya can't conceal it... We know how ya feel and who you're thinking of…"
"No chance, no way!" Sugar sang, twirling as she shook her head. "I won't say it, no no!"
"You swoon, you sigh," the Cheerios chorused. "Why deny it, uh-ohh…"
"It's too clichéd!" Sugar shrugged. "I won't say I'm in love!"
Kurt was astonished at the clarity of voice Sugar demonstrated when she really tried. She might not be as lyrically beautiful as Quinn, as powerful as Tina or Mercedes – but she did have her own unique feel.
"Girl, don't be proud, it's okay you're in love!"
"Ohhh…." Sugar sighed, coming to the front of the stage. "At least out loud, I won't say I'm in love!"
Sugar hopped offstage, climbed into Artie's lap, and kissed the astonished boy right on the lips.
"Take me to Breadstix tonight," Sugar commanded. Artie could only nod breathlessly.
It was Artie's turn next, and he wheeled up the ramp with Sugar in his lap. Finally, she got up and ran back into the audience, where she waved merrily. Artie waved happily back and got ready for his performance.
"When you wish upon a star, it makes no difference who you are…." His voice was deep and rich, and absolutely perfect for the song. "Anything your heart desires… will come to you. If your heart is in your dream, no request is too extreme! When you wish upon a star… As dreamers do…"
Sugar took out her phone and raised it above head, swaying slowly, causing a smile to break through Artie's concentration.
"Fate is kind, she brings to those who love… The sweet fulfillment of their secret longing, like a bolt out of the blue, fate steps in and sees you through. When you wish upon a star, your dreams come true…"
Somehow, as chance would have it, Kurt mused, the songs the club had chosen seemed to alternate between quiet, melodic numbers and lively, spirited numbers.
As Mercedes' name was announced for the next number, Kurt hurried onstage with Matt and Finn, waving to Tina, Brittany, and Sugar, who were the rest of the background chorus. He had heard Mercedes sing the song several times now, but he knew she always sang even better when performing.
"Nants ingonyama bagithi Baba!" Matt sang, his deep voice resounding in the auditorium. The sound of his voice gave Kurt pleasant little shivers.
"Sithi uhm ingonyama," Kurt called in response, joined by Tina, Brittany, Sugar, and Finn.
Mercedes breathed in and began to sing.
"From the day we arrive on the planet, and blinking, step into the sun. There's more to see than can ever be seen. More to do than can ever be done!"
Kurt smiled as he continued to chant in the background. Mercedes sounded amazing.
"It's the Circle of Life! And it moves us all, through depair and hope, through faith and love… Till we find our place… On the path unwinding… In the Circle… The Circle of Life!"
"Ingonyama nengy' enamabala," Kurt chanted, grabbing hands with Matt and Tina. The chorus had joined hands and began to circle around Mercedes, who was twirling slowly.
"It's the circle of life," Mercedes belted, her voice filled with emotion and raw power. She repeated the verse, building up to a strong finish.
"Till we find our place! On the path unwinding…. In the Circle… The Circle of Life!"
There was a stunned silence as Mercedes' last note slowly faded. Then came the cheers, and Miss Pillsbury had a sudden feeling that this song would be one of the ones chosen.
Matt and Brittany took the stage next, warming up their limbs a bit before gesturing for the music to begin.
Matt strode downstage, opening his arms in a welcome.
"Ma chere Mademoiselle!" He boomed. "It is with deepest pride and greatest pleasure that we welcome you tonight. And now we invite you to relax, let us pull up a chair as the dining room proudly presents – your dinner!"
Brittany stepped up, taking his left hand in her right, as she began to tap-dance with him.
"Be. Our. Guest. Be our guest!" They sang together. "Put our service to the test! Tie your napkin 'round your neck, Cherie – and we'll provide the rest! Soup du jour, hot hors d'oeuvres – why, we only live to serve!"
"Try the grey stuff!" Matt suggested.
"It's delicious!" Mike shouted from the audience, and Kurt giggled.
"Don't believe me?" Matt shrugged. "Ask the dishes! They can sing, they can dance – after all, Miss, this is France!"
Brittany and Matt shared most of Lumiere's lines, but Brittany got her own solo moment as Mrs. Potts lines came up. She leapt forward, shaking her arms in mock fright as she tapped even faster…
"It's a guest! It's a guest! Sakes alive, well I'll be blessed! Wine's been poured and thank the Lord, I've had the napkins freshly pressed! With dessert, she'll want tea – and my dear that's fine with me! While the cups do their soft-shoein' I'll be bubbling, I'll be brewing! I'll get warm, piping hot…
"Heavens sakes! Is that a spot!" Brittany shrieked. "Clean it up, we want the company impressed!"
"We've got a lot to do," Matt sang.
"Is it one lump or two? For you, our guest!"
"She's our guest!"
"She's our guest!"
"She's our guest! Be our guest! Be our guest! Be our guest!"
It was a fast-paced, entertaining number, and the entire club seemed to love it by the end.
Brittany and Matt gave a deep bow. They headed down to receive hugs and high fives from their impressed friends.
Before they realized it, music was starting again, and Kurt looked up to see Finn onstage, grinning at them.
"First, we've got to create the mood," Finn murmured. "Percussion! Strings! Winds! Words!"
He looked right at Quinn as he began to sing.
"There you see her, sitting there across the way. She don't got a lot to say, but there's something about her…. And you don't know why – but you're dying to try…. You wanna kiss the girl!"
Quinn giggled happily, looking at her boyfriend, quite starry eyed. Matt didn't miss the look of frustration that shot across Puck's face.
Finn hopped offstage, taking her hand and pulling her to her feet.
"Yes, you want her – look at her, you know you do." He beamed down at her. "It's possible she wants you, too. There is one way to ask her. It don't take a word, not a single word, go on and kiss the girl!"
Quinn beamed and leaned up – but Finn twirled her away mischievously as he continued to sing.
"Sing with me now – sha la la la la la, my oh my, look at the boy too shy, he ain't gonna kiss the girl!"
It was a sweet song, and Kurt had to admit that his former crush sang it well. He glanced over at Santana, the only one beside him not to go yet – and wondered which of them would get to finish the evening. It was common knowledge that the first and last performances were usually best remembered.
"Next – Kurt Hummel!"
Stifling a grimace, Kurt looked over at his boyfriends, who were both giving him grins of approval. Feeling a little better, even if he'd almost gotten to have the final performance, but not quite… He walked up the stairs, and found his spot center stage.
He was nervous, but also thrilled.
"I can show you the world…" Kurt sang strongly. "Shining, shimmering, splendid. Tell me, princess, now when did you last let your heart decide? I can open your eyes, take you wonder by wonder – over, sideways and under, on a magic carpet ride!"
Mike and Matt joined hands, watching Kurt proudly.
"A whole new world, a new fantastic point of view – no one to tell us no, or where to go – or say we're only dreaming – "
"A whole new world!" Kurt switched seamlessly into his soprano octave, sounding sweeter. "A dazzling place I never knew. But when I'm way up here, it's crystal clear – that now I'm in a whole new world with you – "
"Now I'm in a whole new world with you!"
Kurt barely took a breath between his octave switches. Mike marveled at Kurt's breath control.
"Unbelievable sights, indescribable feeling! Soaring, tumbling, freewheeling – through an endless diamond sky." Kurt felt the emotion of the song rushing through him. Just in a few weeks of dating Matt and Mike, he had already felt an enormous wealth of emotions previously unknown – and experienced so many things he'd never dreamed of being able to experience before going to New York.
"A whole new world… don't you dare close your eyes!" He breathed for a millisecond, and launched into Jasmine's line, then back and forth yet again. "A hundred thousand things to see! – Hold your breath, it gets better – I'm like a shooting star, I've come so far, I can't go back to where I used to be…"
Kurt's capacity to sing almost anything, in almost any octave, reminded Matt of Kurt's strength to get along with almost everyone. Matt had had very few close friends in his life – Mike being the only exception. He was friendly with plenty of people, but given his tendency to only speak when he felt he had important to say – he hadn't talked with many of the people in glee club, or anyone outside it either.
Kurt, however, was already building strong friendships with Mercedes, Tina, and now Sugar. Matt knew Kurt and Artie had been friends since childhood, and their camaraderie was still obvious at times. Kurt even seemed friendly with Quinn, which surprised Matt, who had never found Quinn to be particularly likeable. Brittany and Santana even seemed to like Kurt – something that Matt noticed happening when they practiced their roles as two of Kurt's dancing girls in Cabaret.
But for a song where any of the girls in the club would have been delighted to perform with Kurt, he had chosen to blow them all away with a stunning rendition where he sang both Aladdin and Jasmine's parts, showcasing his amazing range.
"A whole new world – every turn a surprise! With new horizons to pursue – every moment red-letter!" Kurt's voice changed once more, to a strong alto, as he sang the part usually chorused. "I'll chase them anywhere, there's time to spare – let me share this whole new world with you! A whole new world… That's where we'll be…. A thrilling chase... A wondrous place… For you and me!"
As Kurt finished, looking almost wondrous, the girls shrieked and rushed onstage, gushing over his performance. Matt and Mike waited until Kurt was free, and each gave Kurt a deep, meaningful kiss.
"Perfection," Mike whispered.
Matt couldn't agree more.
They cuddled together in the front row, Kurt accepting everyone's praise with a big smile.
"And finally – Santana Lopez!"
Santana walked onstage, her face unreadable.
"Look at me…" Her voice was longing, beautiful yet seemingly in pain. "I will never pass for a perfect bride, or a perfect daughter. Can it be I'm not meant to play this part?"
Her eyes were closed as she continued the introspective song. Mike and Matt exchanged startled glances – Santana had never shown such depth of emotion in public before. She was always so witchy with anyone besides Brittany and Quinn…
"Now I see that if I were truly to be myself, I would break my family's heart."
Kurt stared at Santana, tears welling in his eyes, feeling inspired by her heartfelt words. Her eyes flickered open, dancing over to Brittany for a split second, only enough for Kurt to realize it, before they were back on the ground.
"Who is that girl I see? Staring straight back at me? Why is my reflection someone I don't know? Somehow I cannot hide who I am, though I've tried. When will my reflection show who I am inside? When will my reflection show who I am… Inside?"
Her voice nearly broke with emotion at the end, but stayed true and clear.
Brittany, then Quinn, hurried to take their friend in their arms. Santana let out a sob and raced off-stage, pushing her friends away and leaving the auditorium.
The others watched in absolute astonishment.
Kurt bit his lip as he watched Brittany follow Santana out. It looked like the vote would have to be postponed until the next meeting.