FIC: Lost & Found [5/?]
Title: Lost & Found [5/?]
Rating: PG
Brittany keeps forgetting that something she was suppose to do. What was it again? Brittberry (or Pieberry?)
Chp 4
----------
Disclaimer: I own nothing. The only thing I do own is my imagination of things that will probably never ever happen. Still, a girl can dream.
----------
The meeting approached a definite end the moment Sue decided to grace them with her exit and Tina subsequently fainted from the day's (very) strange events. But no one actually began leaving (or moving) until they heard the slight crunching sounds emanating from the beads inside Rachel's stress ball. That was when everyone noticed how Rachel just stood where she was, constantly pumping her stress ball some more.
"What just happened?" Mercedes finally voiced in her daze. She had managed to get up from her seat but after what she just witnessed she was still kind of out of it.
"I believe it was Armageddon," Kurt surmised before walking over and linking arms with his fellow diva comrade, "Or perhaps the start of one." Walking out the door, and pulling Mercedes along as he did so, Kurt continued on and chatted about the recent - as in it just happened right in front of us - incident. Mercedes could only interject later with a confused 'how exactly did we survive?'.
Before long, the rest (or at least a majority) of the Glee Clubbers followed suit.
Tina, blissfully asleep, was wheeled off while seated on Artie's lap; the bespectacled boy was more concerned with Tina's wellbeing than the current drama. Mike and Matt silently left the room as well. They felt no words were needed.
Santana, however, felt no such thing and quite vocally voiced her discontent. "Coach must be losing her mind," she exclaimed.
Quinn only flexed her fingers before staring at the reddening part of her right hand. She was obviously more focused on other things. Like whether or not the 'little twerp' had her rabies shots.
"I still can't believe Man Hands actually had the nerves to bite me," Quinn commented. If she got sick then Berry was going to disappear from the face of the earth. Quinn hastened in her departure; she needed to get her hand examined.
Finn only shifted about awkwardly before stumbling after his girlfriend. He remembered the crazed look in Rachel's eyes.
Santana only scoffed at Finn's inadequacies before turning to the blonde that was still with her.
"Lets go Britt, before something else happens."
Brittany only got up and slowly headed towards the door. "Rachel would be hot as a cheerleader," she stated offhandedly.
Puck appeared next to her in a flash as he slung an arm around the girl's shoulders. "That she would be," he added as the two left with Santana not far behind to comment on that revolting thought and how their views were definitely skewed.
The Glee Clubbers were definitely all a fluttered.
Most certainly disturbed was one named Rachel Berry, who remained standing at the exact spot a Sue Sylvester had left her at.
Her thoughts were racing, her mind churning different scenarios a minute. She imagined every possible explanation there was to Barry Berry the Bear's disappearance, except for one. Was it feasible that the Cheerios coach had somehow come upon Barry during a helpless state. The idea was ridiculous but still very (frighteningly) possible.
Rachel's arms tensed as the grip on her stress ball increased excessively.
It wasn't long before the stress ball burst and a few small beads trickled onto the floor.
Rachel Berry was not happy.
----------
Sue watched the various reactions of William's little Glee Club predatorily from her spot, easily and naturally hidden. The game had gotten interesting and she just upped the ante. Now to let the pieces - pawns really - fall as they will.
Stupid people tended to do stupid things, especially when threatened or imposed upon. And oh how she wanted SpongeHair SquareChin to do something very stupid. But, she supposed having one of the lowly mouth breathers do something stupid would suffice.
Moreover, seeing the little diva past her boiling point would be amusing. With that last thought, Sue turned and left.
----------
Brittany was alone by the time she got to her locker. Puck had left some time ago citing reasons that he had 'big plans'. Brittany wasn't sure what kind of plans Puck had, but they must have been something with the way he said them and wiggled his eyebrows. Santana followed soon after since she couldn't handle the idea that Brittany thought Rachel would be a hot cheerleader. It's probably a good thing that Santana doesn't know what else Brittany thinks about Rachel.
Brittany paused a little as one of those vivid past thoughts floated into mind.
Blinking a few times as she realized where she was, Brittany continued on with what she was previously doing.
Today was a Friday and she needed to catch up on some stuff; her classes confused her. Now if only she could figure out which books would help so she could take them home with her. After a few minutes of blankly staring at the inside of her locker, Brittany still wasn't sure which books to settle on. So instead she decided to take a little bit of everything.
Things shifted here and there and, as they did, Brittany noticed the object she placed far back in her locker some days ago.
"Oh," she whispered.
Brittany didn't really understand most things but it wasn't like she didn't try. It just took some time before she fully understood what she was trying to figure out. Of course, there are times when Brittany just figured she'd never understand. But there were moments where everything suddenly connected and Brittany understood what was going on.
This was one of those moments.
----------
After dumping the last of the spilt beads Rachel tossed the rest of what remained of her stress ball into the trash as well. The day - as well as the previous days - had not started well and now? Now Rachel felt like locking herself in her room and never coming out.
Walking back to her seat to retrieve the rest of her items, Rachel was startled out of her self-loathing when someone spoke.
"Rachel," Mr Schue carefully started. And, beneficial to him, Rachel managed to squash the instinctual impulse to lash out. She would allow him to speak his piece.
"If you ever need to talk. I'm here," he finished.
The room fell into silence once more before Rachel decided on a response. "I'm," she paused before taking a deep calming breath," Fine."
Mr Schue only looked at her hesitantly before she added a 'really' in an attempt to relieve his worries. He only stood watching her for a few more minutes before slowly nodding and started walking towards the door. He figured that Rachel was sensible enough to come to him should anything get too out of hand for her. Well, that and he really wanted to get out the room and put some distance between him and the kind-of-scary-at-the-moment Rachel.
His actions stalled when the door slammed open and he literally had to jump out the way to prevent himself from being hit.
----------
"Rachel!"
Said girl turned to see a slightly disheveled Cheerio leaning with a hand pressed against a now opened door. Rachel would have - should have - been apprehensive that a cheerleader was calling out to her.
But the girl wasn't just any Cheerio, she was Brittany.
And lately the tall blonde had been friendlier than usual: saying 'hi' whenever she could, initiating conversations, and walking with her to classes. Typically, Rachel would have relished the thought that someone was truly being nice to her without any ulterior motive lurking about somewhere. The fact that practically the entire student body used her for some laughs and chuckles instilled Rachel with the habit to become wary of anyone who willingly approached her.
But, again, this girl was Brittany. And Brittany wasn't the type of person to use others, intentional or not. So someone actually paying attention to Rachel should have thrilled her. But, again, right at this moment all Rachel wanted to do was nothing more than to get home. To march up those steps, lock the door to her room, and just lie curled up on her bed. Alone.
It was time to accept the inevitable: Barry was gone and probably always will be.
"I have Barry!" came the sudden shout as Brittany held out the mentioned bear with her left hand.
The response was immediate and Rachel felt as if she was sucker punched in the gut as a breath of air expelled from her body. Following, her grip loosened on the bag she recently picked up, which subsequently fell haphazardly onto the floor.
Brittany almost stumbled backwards from the sudden close proximity she shared with the other girl.
Rachel ever quick on her toes - years of dancing did that - found herself eagerly awaiting Brittany's next move. If it wasn't for the manners Dad and Daddy drilled into her, Rachel might have already tackled the tall blonde in her haste to reunite with Barry. Instead she opted to remain but a few inches away from Brittany. Personal space be damned.
"You... you dropped this some days ago. I found it," the blonde fumbled a bit as she handed Barry over.
Rachel only accepted the item in a calm, reserved fashion before looking down at the once missing bear. Her mind froze with one thought: she was holding Barry Berry the Bear.
"I'm really sorry. I meant to give him to you before, but I kept forgetting," Brittany tried to explain.
However, Rachel continued to remain eerily quiet and Brittany couldn't help but frown slightly at the thought that maybe she had done some great wrong. But before she could say anything else Rachel had reached out and hugged her.
Brittany immediately stilled from the action, and she was pretty sure her heart skipped a couple of beats as well. And when she finally thought about hugging Rachel back, the pint size diva suddenly shifted and gave her an impromptu kiss on the cheek. A 'thank you' is heard from the shorter girl before she rushed past Brittany and out the room.
Brittany, meanwhile, remained standing in a slight daze. The kiss had been short and brief (and oh-so-close-to-her-lips) but Brittany certainly didn't mind.
She also didn't miss seeing the big smile Rachel sported when the other girl left.
Brittany smiled herself as a light shade of pink began to grace her face.
Rachel Berry kissed her. Well, she kissed her on the cheek. But a kiss was a kiss! And Brittany definitely wouldn't mind receiving another one from Rachel.
Of course, the little world she was in shattered when a slam was heard. Blinking a couple of times as she shook the rest of her daze off, Brittany turned and glanced around to see Mr Schue with a look of pure shock on his face. A few feet in front of him laid some of his books on the floor, scattered upon impact.
Brittany could only smirk at the teacher's late reaction to what had transpired earlier before heading over towards the chair Rachel once occupied. She definitely didn't miss seeing the bag the other girl had dropped in her haste. And as she picked up another forgotten Rachel Berry item, Brittany bit her lower lip as an interesting thought came into her head.
If that's what she got when Rachel was really happy, then what would she get when she was 'handsomely rewarded'?
She hoped to find the answer to that soon.
-End Chapter Five-
----------
----------
A/N: Oh, looks like Brittany has an excuse to go see Rachel again. Also, 'SpongeHair SquareChin' is a certified Sue Sylvester trademark.
Rating: PG
Brittany keeps forgetting that something she was suppose to do. What was it again? Brittberry (or Pieberry?)
Chp 4
----------
Disclaimer: I own nothing. The only thing I do own is my imagination of things that will probably never ever happen. Still, a girl can dream.
----------
The meeting approached a definite end the moment Sue decided to grace them with her exit and Tina subsequently fainted from the day's (very) strange events. But no one actually began leaving (or moving) until they heard the slight crunching sounds emanating from the beads inside Rachel's stress ball. That was when everyone noticed how Rachel just stood where she was, constantly pumping her stress ball some more.
"What just happened?" Mercedes finally voiced in her daze. She had managed to get up from her seat but after what she just witnessed she was still kind of out of it.
"I believe it was Armageddon," Kurt surmised before walking over and linking arms with his fellow diva comrade, "Or perhaps the start of one." Walking out the door, and pulling Mercedes along as he did so, Kurt continued on and chatted about the recent - as in it just happened right in front of us - incident. Mercedes could only interject later with a confused 'how exactly did we survive?'.
Before long, the rest (or at least a majority) of the Glee Clubbers followed suit.
Tina, blissfully asleep, was wheeled off while seated on Artie's lap; the bespectacled boy was more concerned with Tina's wellbeing than the current drama. Mike and Matt silently left the room as well. They felt no words were needed.
Santana, however, felt no such thing and quite vocally voiced her discontent. "Coach must be losing her mind," she exclaimed.
Quinn only flexed her fingers before staring at the reddening part of her right hand. She was obviously more focused on other things. Like whether or not the 'little twerp' had her rabies shots.
"I still can't believe Man Hands actually had the nerves to bite me," Quinn commented. If she got sick then Berry was going to disappear from the face of the earth. Quinn hastened in her departure; she needed to get her hand examined.
Finn only shifted about awkwardly before stumbling after his girlfriend. He remembered the crazed look in Rachel's eyes.
Santana only scoffed at Finn's inadequacies before turning to the blonde that was still with her.
"Lets go Britt, before something else happens."
Brittany only got up and slowly headed towards the door. "Rachel would be hot as a cheerleader," she stated offhandedly.
Puck appeared next to her in a flash as he slung an arm around the girl's shoulders. "That she would be," he added as the two left with Santana not far behind to comment on that revolting thought and how their views were definitely skewed.
The Glee Clubbers were definitely all a fluttered.
Most certainly disturbed was one named Rachel Berry, who remained standing at the exact spot a Sue Sylvester had left her at.
Her thoughts were racing, her mind churning different scenarios a minute. She imagined every possible explanation there was to Barry Berry the Bear's disappearance, except for one. Was it feasible that the Cheerios coach had somehow come upon Barry during a helpless state. The idea was ridiculous but still very (frighteningly) possible.
Rachel's arms tensed as the grip on her stress ball increased excessively.
It wasn't long before the stress ball burst and a few small beads trickled onto the floor.
Rachel Berry was not happy.
----------
Sue watched the various reactions of William's little Glee Club predatorily from her spot, easily and naturally hidden. The game had gotten interesting and she just upped the ante. Now to let the pieces - pawns really - fall as they will.
Stupid people tended to do stupid things, especially when threatened or imposed upon. And oh how she wanted SpongeHair SquareChin to do something very stupid. But, she supposed having one of the lowly mouth breathers do something stupid would suffice.
Moreover, seeing the little diva past her boiling point would be amusing. With that last thought, Sue turned and left.
----------
Brittany was alone by the time she got to her locker. Puck had left some time ago citing reasons that he had 'big plans'. Brittany wasn't sure what kind of plans Puck had, but they must have been something with the way he said them and wiggled his eyebrows. Santana followed soon after since she couldn't handle the idea that Brittany thought Rachel would be a hot cheerleader. It's probably a good thing that Santana doesn't know what else Brittany thinks about Rachel.
Brittany paused a little as one of those vivid past thoughts floated into mind.
Blinking a few times as she realized where she was, Brittany continued on with what she was previously doing.
Today was a Friday and she needed to catch up on some stuff; her classes confused her. Now if only she could figure out which books would help so she could take them home with her. After a few minutes of blankly staring at the inside of her locker, Brittany still wasn't sure which books to settle on. So instead she decided to take a little bit of everything.
Things shifted here and there and, as they did, Brittany noticed the object she placed far back in her locker some days ago.
"Oh," she whispered.
Brittany didn't really understand most things but it wasn't like she didn't try. It just took some time before she fully understood what she was trying to figure out. Of course, there are times when Brittany just figured she'd never understand. But there were moments where everything suddenly connected and Brittany understood what was going on.
This was one of those moments.
----------
After dumping the last of the spilt beads Rachel tossed the rest of what remained of her stress ball into the trash as well. The day - as well as the previous days - had not started well and now? Now Rachel felt like locking herself in her room and never coming out.
Walking back to her seat to retrieve the rest of her items, Rachel was startled out of her self-loathing when someone spoke.
"Rachel," Mr Schue carefully started. And, beneficial to him, Rachel managed to squash the instinctual impulse to lash out. She would allow him to speak his piece.
"If you ever need to talk. I'm here," he finished.
The room fell into silence once more before Rachel decided on a response. "I'm," she paused before taking a deep calming breath," Fine."
Mr Schue only looked at her hesitantly before she added a 'really' in an attempt to relieve his worries. He only stood watching her for a few more minutes before slowly nodding and started walking towards the door. He figured that Rachel was sensible enough to come to him should anything get too out of hand for her. Well, that and he really wanted to get out the room and put some distance between him and the kind-of-scary-at-the-moment Rachel.
His actions stalled when the door slammed open and he literally had to jump out the way to prevent himself from being hit.
----------
"Rachel!"
Said girl turned to see a slightly disheveled Cheerio leaning with a hand pressed against a now opened door. Rachel would have - should have - been apprehensive that a cheerleader was calling out to her.
But the girl wasn't just any Cheerio, she was Brittany.
And lately the tall blonde had been friendlier than usual: saying 'hi' whenever she could, initiating conversations, and walking with her to classes. Typically, Rachel would have relished the thought that someone was truly being nice to her without any ulterior motive lurking about somewhere. The fact that practically the entire student body used her for some laughs and chuckles instilled Rachel with the habit to become wary of anyone who willingly approached her.
But, again, this girl was Brittany. And Brittany wasn't the type of person to use others, intentional or not. So someone actually paying attention to Rachel should have thrilled her. But, again, right at this moment all Rachel wanted to do was nothing more than to get home. To march up those steps, lock the door to her room, and just lie curled up on her bed. Alone.
It was time to accept the inevitable: Barry was gone and probably always will be.
"I have Barry!" came the sudden shout as Brittany held out the mentioned bear with her left hand.
The response was immediate and Rachel felt as if she was sucker punched in the gut as a breath of air expelled from her body. Following, her grip loosened on the bag she recently picked up, which subsequently fell haphazardly onto the floor.
Brittany almost stumbled backwards from the sudden close proximity she shared with the other girl.
Rachel ever quick on her toes - years of dancing did that - found herself eagerly awaiting Brittany's next move. If it wasn't for the manners Dad and Daddy drilled into her, Rachel might have already tackled the tall blonde in her haste to reunite with Barry. Instead she opted to remain but a few inches away from Brittany. Personal space be damned.
"You... you dropped this some days ago. I found it," the blonde fumbled a bit as she handed Barry over.
Rachel only accepted the item in a calm, reserved fashion before looking down at the once missing bear. Her mind froze with one thought: she was holding Barry Berry the Bear.
"I'm really sorry. I meant to give him to you before, but I kept forgetting," Brittany tried to explain.
However, Rachel continued to remain eerily quiet and Brittany couldn't help but frown slightly at the thought that maybe she had done some great wrong. But before she could say anything else Rachel had reached out and hugged her.
Brittany immediately stilled from the action, and she was pretty sure her heart skipped a couple of beats as well. And when she finally thought about hugging Rachel back, the pint size diva suddenly shifted and gave her an impromptu kiss on the cheek. A 'thank you' is heard from the shorter girl before she rushed past Brittany and out the room.
Brittany, meanwhile, remained standing in a slight daze. The kiss had been short and brief (and oh-so-close-to-her-lips) but Brittany certainly didn't mind.
She also didn't miss seeing the big smile Rachel sported when the other girl left.
Brittany smiled herself as a light shade of pink began to grace her face.
Rachel Berry kissed her. Well, she kissed her on the cheek. But a kiss was a kiss! And Brittany definitely wouldn't mind receiving another one from Rachel.
Of course, the little world she was in shattered when a slam was heard. Blinking a couple of times as she shook the rest of her daze off, Brittany turned and glanced around to see Mr Schue with a look of pure shock on his face. A few feet in front of him laid some of his books on the floor, scattered upon impact.
Brittany could only smirk at the teacher's late reaction to what had transpired earlier before heading over towards the chair Rachel once occupied. She definitely didn't miss seeing the bag the other girl had dropped in her haste. And as she picked up another forgotten Rachel Berry item, Brittany bit her lower lip as an interesting thought came into her head.
If that's what she got when Rachel was really happy, then what would she get when she was 'handsomely rewarded'?
She hoped to find the answer to that soon.
-End Chapter Five-
----------
----------
A/N: Oh, looks like Brittany has an excuse to go see Rachel again. Also, 'SpongeHair SquareChin' is a certified Sue Sylvester trademark.