(Glee Characters and the Wizard of Oz and it's characters go to their respective owners)
"You know my coffee order?" Kurt asked, disbelief obvious in his tone, Blaine looked over at him and nearly scoffed
"Of course I do." Kurt's heart fluttered in his chest as the barista handed them their orders and Blaine paid.
"I can pay you know,"
"Yeah, but I like to." Blaine winked, winked at Kurt and then made to go sit at their usual table.
"What do you want to do tonight?" Blaine asked casually, Kurt nearly choked
"We're hanging out?"
"Unless you don't want to?"
"Of course I want to!" Kurt said a bit too enthusiastically, then blushed as Blaine smiled.
"Alright then, what do you want to do?"
"I don't know…I'm kind of tired, how about I help you with some French and then movies?" Blaine groaned
"Why the French?"
" Because you need help."
"I'm fine at French,"
"Blaine, you suck." Blaine put a hand to his heart in mock offence, but laughed as he gave in.
"Fine. A little bit of French, and then a lot of movies?" and it was times like these that Kurt wished Blaine weren't so oblivious.
"Okay, I get that you have to conjugate it different depending on the tenses, but what I don't understand is…Kurt?" Kurt blinked himself out of his thoughts and stared at Blaine for a moment longer.
"Oh! Sorry, I kind of zoned out, I'll help you out once we get back to the dorms. Suddenly, something bright green rolled out in front of them, a child went running towards it, but stopped at the end of the sidewalk.
"Oh, I'll get that." Kurt said checked the stoplight before jogging out into the middle of the street to catch the ball. He had just only stood up when he heard a yell, an awful, terrified yell
"KURT WATCH OUT!" he had time only to turn his head and frown before headlights blinded him and everything went black.
When Kurt woke up, he was somewhere he was positive he'd never been before. On a Broadway stage. A light was shining down on him and he blinked against it's sudden harshness.
"Hello?" he called out, he heard a faint giggle in the distance
"Hello?" he tries again, and this time a girl pops up from behind the curtain. But not just a girl. Rachel Berry. Kurt nearly groaned, she couldn't even leave him alone in his dreams.
"Rachel?" he asked tentatively, she smiled and ran up to him
"Welcome to Munchkin Land!" Kurt rolled his eyes
"Okay, you're not even that short." She only giggled and shook her head, her bangs falling into her eyes.
"I don't think you belong here, Kurt."
"I really don't. And it's starting to creep me out." As if it wasn't creepy enough, he heard a tweet and suddenly a bolt of yellow was flying towards him and landing on his shoulder
"Pavarotti?" he questioned, running a finger down the small birds chest. It tweeted happily and nuzzled his cheek. He giggled and sighed, looking around once more and wondering what in the world he was going to do.
"Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit!" Blaine Blaine repeated like a mantra, head in his hands sitting in the hospital waiting room. Carole and Burt would murder him. His heartbeat doubled in his chest as those exact two people, plus Finn came running through the doors. They were probably still curious as to what they were actually there for, seeing as Blaine had only managed to choke out the words Kurt and Hospital before hanging up and nearly hyperventilating. Carole instantly spotted him and gathered him up in a hug, he clung back for a second until she let him go
"Honey, what happened?"
"Kurt…went to get a ball that was in the street, it was a green light, nobody was supposed to be going by," he looked at her "guy…ran the red light, I'm so sorry, I'm sorry"
Burt's heart broke at the sight; the boy was on the verge of tears, he wanted to be mad, but he knew that wasn't fair, this kid couldn't have prevented anything.
"Now what are you apologizing for?" he asked, "You couldn't have stopped anything, and Kurt's not dead, right?" Blaine bit his lip, "right?" Burt repeated, Blaine's voice broke as he said the words Burt never wanted to hear.
"He won't wake up."
Kurt was seated on the seated on the edge of the stage, Pavarotti on his shoulder.
"Why can't I remember anything?" he asked, Rachel shrugged
"Do you usually remember things in dreams?" Kurt shook his head
"No. But I feel like this is important…like…something bad will happen if I don't remember." Pavarotti chirped worriedly and pecked lightly at his cheek.
"Well…there is one way I think you can remember." Rachel said, taking a seat next to him.
"Really?" Kurt asked, Rachel bobbed her head
"Just take that road!" and suddenly, in front of him appeared a yellow brick road that swirled to the front doors of the theatre and onward. Kurt rolled his eyes
"Yellow brick road, of course." But he stood up anyway and began to walk. He followed all the curves and swirls and finally pushed the doors open, revealing some sort of forest.
"Honestly, is this where my imagination has gone?" he sighed and continued following the road.
"Is this what my life has come to? Cheap imitations of the Wizard of Oz?" he shook his head and continued walking until he heard a voice. A terribly, terribly familiar voice.
"HEY!" it yelled, Kurt twisted around and gaped at what he saw, a girl handing on a stick cross. She was wearing overalls with a tank top underneath and no shoes, she looked up and shook her head, hay falling from her blonde hair.
"Brittany?" he asked, walking closer and squinting, the girl frowned.
"Yes, that's your name."
"I've never had a name…but it could be Brittany." She smiled again "do you think you could help me down from here?" Kurt nodded and began to unhook her straps from the nails they were held up with. Brittany fell to the ground with a thud and an 'oof' but looked up at him and began to brush herself off.
"Thank you!" she cried and hugged him, long and hard.
"Anytime, Britt" Kurt smiled, he was glad to see another familiar face.
"Where are you going?" she asked, Kurt thought for a moment, then shrugged
"Off to see the Wizard I suppose." Kurt supposed that Brittany fit the scarecrow well…she did need a brain after all, he wondered if it was going to be like this the entire time, just seeing everyone he knows that fit the parts. She smiled and hopped up and down
"Oh! I hear she's very beautiful, could I come? I need her help too!" Kurt frowned, 'her'? so the Wizard wasn't Mr. Schue as he was expecting.
"Of course you can come, Brit." He smiled and linked arms with her, they continued walking down the road, Kurt tried to ignore the important something tugging at his thoughts.
(AUTHORS NOTE: So…how did you guys like it? Something that I should continue? Leave a review!)
(Some side notes: I had it be a car crash because I thought a tornado would be a little out there…and I think I've got the other characters set, but I'd love to see your guesses of who everyone else should be!)