Hello, La Princesse Morte here. I'll be your writer for this fic.
This fic is generally Glee to the general plotline of How To Train Your Dragon. I've tweaked the storyline a whole lot, so elements of both seasons are here, set to the major plot-points of How To Train Your Dragon. You don't need to have watched the movie or the series (though having done both might help just a tad).
In other words, this fic is about two communities who just want to destroy one another, but one person from each community befriends the other and kind of... ends the competition.
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I don't own Glee or How To Train Your Dragon. Wouldn't it just be confusing if I did?
Chapter One: This Is New Directions
"All right, kids, are we ready to bring them all down?" Mr. Schuester asked, looking around at his kids. The others were nodding as they walked into the showroom that was hosting Sectionals. They had just missed the first group up: a bunch of preppy kids from a school on the other side of town. The next group up was… uch! The Dalton Warblers. New Directions hated them with a passion. The reason? Well… even though Will Schuester was quite new, and the last student-led council of the Warblers had passed along into college by now… well… William McKinley High School and Dalton's Glee Clubs just didn't get along… still.
As soon as the all-boys' choir (all-boys' school as well…) went up, the New Directions had to sit on their hands and clench their teeth to keep from screaming and waving their arms in protest to listening to them. They would win this time. (Last year they couldn't compete due to having only eight members. The four they were missing had graduated, and they couldn't have auditions for new members before Sectionals happened.)
The Warblers, however, hadn't even gotten to Regionals. They had lost against another great Glee Club that, for some odd reason, had been disqualified this year.
As the other team began to sing, a new face came to the front. They hadn't seen this new soloist. Kurt Hummel, sitting in between Rachel Berry and Mercedes Jones, whispered, "Who's the hottie leading the lame birds?"
Rachel flipped her hair. While the Warblers were in their school uniforms, New Directions had opted for white dresses for the girls and black button-up shirts and black pants for the boys. While the boys also wore white silk flowers in their shirt pockets, the girls wore black silk flowers in their hair. Kurt had protested the separation between the boys and girls (being gay), but in the end, Mr. Schuester had stressed that it looked awesome.
"If it looks awesome, then I'll make it work," Kurt had sighed.
"I think that's Blaine Anderson. Why do you care? He's a Warbler," Rachel told him, sneering when she had to under the dreaded 'W' word.
"I just want to know who we're up against," Kurt said, his palms sweaty.
The song they were singing was "Hey Soul Sister," a uniform performance, and the only real interesting bits were the looks the Warblers' soloist gave the rest of his group, and also some interesting details in the way Dalton sang with very little instrumentation.
"They could have done better," Rachel simply stated as they left towards the end of the Warblers' performance to get ready for their own performance, "I mean, they had little choreography, and since its an all boys school, they had no higher range voices. I mean, they could have at least had a Kurt thrown in there for a little flavor…"
"I'm glad you think that all great Glee Clubs deserve me," Kurt said, straightening his tie as they made it to the backstage area, watching as the curtain came down on the Warblers.
All too soon the New Directions' band was getting situated, and Rachel and Mercedes were separated to the other side while Kurt was soon surrounded by the other men of the show choir.
And they were off, singing their rendition of Katy Perry's "Firework," the deeper voices of the men acting like bass guitars. Kurt would have been perfect as one of the girls, but for continuity and patterns, he was shoved off to the back with Brittany, until the pretty blonde girl was pulled to the front into an elaborate dance.
Finally, the kicker came, and Kurt was pushed to the front with Sam Evans, of all people. Quinn, knowing Kurt's sexuality, had bitingly let the two boys sing to each other for only a few lines before Kurt was shoved back, and Quinn took her spot. Everyone got a little section to sing solo, and then they had a large finale as they all posed and belt out the last few notes.
The audience cheered louder than they had for the Warblers, but that was a given (as both Kurt and Rachel nodded to each other: partners in crime this time around).
"A tie? How the hell do you get tied at Sectionals?" Will asked as they packed up and changed to get back home. It was Friday night, and several members of New Directions were just itching to get away and go out somewhere for a late night snack, but to also strategize about how to win against the dreaded 'lame birds' (as the Warblers were so endearingly called at William McKinley).
"We just do, okay?" Santana replied bitingly.
Most of the members were pretty pissed about the situation as well. Suffice to say, Mr. Schuester dropped the subject, as a new face had peered in the doorway.
"Mr. Schuester," the very same Blaine Anderson asked.
His face was soon joined by five others. Two were Asian, two were framed by blond hair, and one was African-American. All were still in uniform, and looking quite calm for being in enemy territory.
"What is it… uh…"
"Blaine Anderson," Blaine replied, going to shake the teacher's hand. Will took it with a grain of salt and dropped it suddenly. Blaine cleared his throat. "Well… since we tied today, the Warblers' and I agree that we both need practice if anyone's going to beat anybody at Regionals next Spring…" he said. "So… we were hoping that we could schedule a couple of song-offs. Solo against Solo…"
Will turned to his kids, who looked hopeful at the prospect, "Go on."
"Every Friday or so, we would congregate at each other's auditoriums and perform against each other. You would pick a different soloist for each time, of course, we would switch locations every other month, and we would have three judges: a person from our council, you, Mr. Schuester, and one outsider, who would deliberate and pick a worthy winner…"
"Sounds good," Mercedes said, glaring at the other boys. "I vote that Kurt's dad be the outsider judge. He's fair when it comes to competition."
"All right," Blaine said, smiling at the big-boned girl. "And… Aleksey will be our councilmen judge," he said, pointing to the taller blond.
Aleksey pushed up his glasses up the bridge of his nose and looked to Blaine, "Next week, we've decided that Blaine will sing for us at Dalton's auditorium. We leave in five minutes, so if you could send a messenger to us telling us who you've picked, that would be great," he said, turning his head slowly to stare at Will.
Will nodded, "All right… then we'll see you next week at Dalton's auditorium…"
And with that, the seven Warbler's left to get ready to leave to go back to their school.
"The air in this room just loosened a little," Tina said as New Directions breathed out.
"It took a lot not to pound those guys," Puck said, crossing his arms and sitting down hard on a couch.
"Now, now," Will said, calming the now rowdy bunch. "We have to pick out our soloist for this round of the song-off."
"I vote for myself, since Mr. Anderson is the soloist for the Warblers, and I am the soloist for New Directions," Rachel said, her hand shooting up.
"Hey! What about Finn?" Sam asked.
"They're both boys. A girl singing would be refreshing to the majority of them," Rachel pointed out. Most of the girls could agree to that, but then again, most of them were nervous about the whole song-off idea.
"Yes, but Hummel could be refreshing as well," Puck said, "What with his voice and all."
"While that's true, Puckerman," Kurt said, "What if I pulled another 'Defying Gravity?'"
"Then choose another song," Santana put in.
"Guys! As much as I love the idea of my darling Kurt singing for us, I would like to show the Warblers why they need to bring in girls to their enterprise," Rachel told them.
Kurt pointed to Rachel and grinned, "I'd be much too nervous, and Rachel has considerably more confidence. Plus, this is something we all want, right? Rachel is the best way to set the stage for our first song-off, and then we can all squabble in peace because she can't do another song-off until we've all done one."
That made everyone a bit nervous, but it was best to go into these friendlies with a bang.
"All right, Rachel it is," Will said after a slow deliberate nod from everyone in the group.
"We'll tell them, Mr. Shuester," Artie said, looking back at Mike, who stood to puch Artie out the door.
Will nodded him along, and Mike slowly wheeled Artie out of there.
Preview For The Next 'Scene': Rachel and Blaine face off at Dalton's exquisite auditorium. But when Mercedes and Kurt break off from the rest of the group, what sorts of injury can the casue to the Warblers and their soloist-quite by accident?