All Shook Up (Ch. 2/5)
Author:imeldabrandt
Title: All Shook Up
Rating: I'll go with PG-13 for sexual innuendos and slightly mature material
Pairings/Characters: Kurt Hummel, Dave Karofsky, Burt Hummel, Carole Hudson-Hummel, Finn Hudson-Hummel, Sue Sylvester, William Shuester, Rachel Berry, Tina Cohen-Chang, Mike Chang, and others
Warnings: Cross-dressing, sexual innuendos, slight language (nothing to serious)
Disclaimer: I don't own Glee. If I did, Kurt and Karofsky would be together and have lots of threesomes with Puck. Rachel would have been killed in a drive by and Finn would have committed suicide because of Rachel's death... Is it obvious that I don't own Glee? Also, I don't All Shook Up the musical. I just thought that it'd be cute to mash the two up for my selfish purposes. (:
Summary: The Place: Lima, Ohio. The Time: A twenty-four hour period, during the summer of 1955.
A/N: This is for hamhocklover. Still working on it, I promise. Just so much going on lately. I finally got a chance to sit down and type.
Kurt checked his reflection in the mirror. He had never worn anything but his greasy coveralls in a long time. He hoped that this would get Dave to notice him more.
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Mike walked around the town looking for something to take his mind off of this Dave character who pulled into town and started getting the attention of all the women in town. Last night, Mike had taken Dave out for a bite to eat and they had ran into Brittany. The girl fell head over heels instantly. Dave seemed to take notice of Brittany's affection and started flirting back with her. Mike was pretty sure that if he hadn't "choked" on his dinner, Dave and Brittany would have slept together that night.
Mike shuddered at the thought and found himself standing outside the town's new museum that the mayor had ordered be built. He was about to go inside and take a look around when Kurt walked up next to him. Mike nearly fainted at the sight of Kurt in tight black jeans and a tight purple dress shirt. "Holy shit, Kurt. You're not in your coveralls."
"How do I look?"
"Different... Good, but different. Kurt, everything feels different today. I think that's why I've finally worked up the courage to tell Brittany that I love-"
"Hey, Kurt! How's my bike comin'?" Dave walked out of a store next to the museum carrying a bottle of Pepsi. He finished off the soda and tossed the bottle in the trash before walking over towards the two.
"It'll be running better than ever by tomorrow, Dave."
"Really? Wow. You're amazing."
Kurt giggled and swooned at the compliment. "Oh, Dave... Dave, Dave, Dave, Dave, Dave-"
"I think that's my cue to leave." Mike commented as he started to walk towards the bar. At least Finn wouldn't be all love sick.
"Hold on, Asian! I've got a favour to ask of you!" Dave called the guy over and placed an arm around his shoulders.
"Me? Nobody ever asks me for a favour. What can I do for ya?"
"Well, while I'm in town, how'd you like to be my sidekick?"
"Oh, Dave!" Mike's face lit up. He was being asked to hang with the coolest guy ever. He was being ASKED. He chuckled. "Of course."
Kurt didn't like the fact that he was being ignored. He didn't dress up for nothing. Clearing his throat, he spoke up. "Anyway, Dave, I was just wondering what you look for in a girl?"
"Well, I've been with a lot of women- a lot of women- but I always try to look beyond physical beauty and into a women's soul." Dave nodded his head up and down like he was making it all up on the spot and just agreeing with himself.
Kurt was about to reply when the doors to the museum behind them flung open to reveal Tina Cohen-Chang wearing her black pencil skirt and red low cut blouse. "The museum is open."
Dave froze. That woman was fantastic looking. Great legs, ample chest, long black hair that he could just picture his fingers getting tangled in. It was as if time seemed to halt. And Dave really wished that were true so he could shout to the heavens, 'One night with you is what I'm now praying for!'
Dave turned towards Mike, "Sidekick, who is that?"
"That? Oh that's Miss Cohen-Chang. She just moved here from Baltimore to take care of Sue's museum."
Dave left them standing there as he climbed the ten steps to the open door and the beautiful intellectual. "Afternoon, ma'am."
Tina glanced over him and sneered. "Afternoon."
"I was hopin' you could give me a tour of your fine museum here."
"Really? I've been in town for a week, and you're the first person who's shown any interest in the museum." Tina's expression softened and actually looked a little hopeful as Dave leaned in closer.
"Well, I dig hot art, and I dig hot women, and when I see a hot women who digs hot art, I say hot-diggity." Dave wiggled his eyebrows and did a slight pelvic thrust forward hoping to capture this lady quickly.
Instead, she just seemed repulsed. "You mostly marry your cousins around here don't you?"
"Mhhh... Everything you say makes me sweaty."
"Okay, tour's over. Excuse me." She started down the stairs towards Kurt and Mike.
"Whoa, where you goin', honey?"
She looked back at him with a disgusted face. "Are you standing over there?" She pointed towards the store that Dave had come out of earlier.
"No."
"Then that's where I'm going."
Dave began to follow her down the steps. "But wait! Won't you at least hear me out?"
She again turned around. Sighing heavily and crossing her arms over her chest she questioned him. "And what could you possibly have to say?"
Dave wasn't very good at the whole confessions of love thing so he relied on his hero, Elvis. "Baby, let me be your lovin' teddy bear. Put a chain around my neck and lead me anywhere. Oh, let me be your teddy bear." She rolled her eyes. Dave continued. "Baby, let me be around you ev'ry night. Run your fingers through my hair and cuddle me real tight. Oh, let me be your teddy bear."
Tina laughed cruelly. "Sir, let me put this in a language you'll understand. You ain't nothin' but a hound dog snoopin' 'round my door. You ain't nothin' but a hound dog snoopin' 'round my door. You better wag your tail 'cause I ain't gonna feed you no more." She turned and continued wakling towards the store.
Dave felt his happiness leave him and called out one more time. "I just want to be your teddy bear!"
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Carol couldn't believe the day she was having. First, some roustabout rides into town and turns on her old jukebox that she'd been trying to get Burt to fix for ages, and then she's shaking away to Elvis Presley! What would her mother say? Oh lord, her mother. She entered her bar just in time to see Finn trying to sneak a glass of whiskey from behind the bar. "Hey! Knock it off!"
Poor kid nearly dropped the glass and broke it before scampering off to get Mercedes another drink. Carol shook her head and turned back to the bar to see Burt sitting at the other end of it. "What on earth is going on around here?"
Burt opened his mouth to speak but was cut off by Kurt bursting through the back doors. "Hey, dad, you mind if I take the rest of the day off?"
"Sure, I- Oh my God,Kurt, what are you wearing?" Burt looked his son over from head to toe.
Carol looked up and saw the ensemble of black and purple. She rolled her eyes and chalked it up to that damn rebel. "Something's going on in this town." She muttered so neither of them could hear her.
Burt continued on. "I didn't know you owned regular clothes!"
Kurt struck a pose. "How do I look?"
"Do you know you've got a grease stain on it the size of Alaska?" Carol commented carelessly as she poured a drink for a man in the back.
"Does it really show?" Kurt looked down at the offending stain. He had only used the shirt once to clean an engine...
Finn put an arm around Kurt's shoulders and led him towards the upstairs where he and Carol lived. "C'mon, Kurt. I've got plenty of dress shirts mom makes me wear to church. Let's go see if one of them fits you."
Burt watched as Finn led Kurt upstairs. "Why on earth would he be wearin' anything but his coveralls?"
Carol chuckled. "Only one reason a girl, or in this case Kurt, dresses up- and begins with a 'b' and ends in a 'y.'
Burt coughed as he choked on his bourbon a little. "You think it's for some boy?"
"Oh yeah."
"But he's never dressed up for a boy before- not even that Blaine kid. Hey, you don't think it's for that roustabout do you?"
Carol rolled her eyes. Sometimes men were just so stupid in the love department. "Now why would she be interested in him? Just 'cause his sultry eyes or his pouty lips or those tight, tight jeans that make a woman go, 'Oh, baby, oh, baby, oh...!" She looked over at Burt and noticed his repulsed look. "No, I doubt it's him."
"Gosh, my little boy is dressin' up for some boy. Some day he's gonna leave me, isn't he?"
"What're you talkin' about?"
"You know what you need, Jim? A new wife... Or a dog." Carol poured him another drink as he downed the last little bit in his glass.
"I don't know, Carol, maybe I should discourage all this-"
"Look, Burt, do I ever butt into your business?"
"About once an hour."
"Well, that's 'cause you make a lot of mistakes. Now when he comes back out here, just be sure to tell him how nice he looks."
At that moment, Finn came bounding down the stairs. "And here he is folks! He's awesome! He's adorable! He's amazing! He's-"
"Finnigan, just bring him in here already!" Carol shouted at him. God, the boy could ramble.
"Ta-da!"
Kurt walked down the steps and stopped at the stares he was getting. He still wore his skin tight black jeans, but he now had a plain white button up with the sleeves rolled up and a black dress vest on over top. He looked simply dashing.
Burt stared at his little boy. It seemed like only yesterday he was replacing his first engine and now he looked like a gentleman. "Kurt, my god. You look..."
"Stupid?"
"No! You look just like..."
"Like?"
Carole slowly inhaled. "You look just like your mother, sweetheart."
Kurt bit his lip to keep from tearing up. "Thanks, Carol. Thanks, Finn. I'll see you later, dad." He hugged his dad before heading out.
"You're son looks so handsome."
"I just wish his mother could've seen him like this."
"Burt, did I ever tell you you're a good man?"
"No."
She smiled and laughed lightly. "Well, you are."
"You know what, Carol? I think that's the first compliment you've ever given me."
"Really? And how long have we known each other?"
"Twenty years."
"Well, twenty years from now I'll give you another one."
Burt shuffled nervously on his bar stool. He nervously looked up at the woman, "Say, how long has it been since you kissed a fellah?"
"Sixteen happy years."
"You ever miss it."
Carol sighed heavily and put down the glass she was drying. She looked right into his eyes. "Burt, every morning when I wake up and there is no man on the other side of my bed, I know it's gonna be a good day."
"Well, I haven't kissed a woman since Katherine died and that's nearly ten years now."
"You reach a certain age and you realize, it's better to be alone."
Burt slumped down and rested his forehead on the bar. "Yeah. Sleeping alone, eating alone, for the rest of my life- alone."
The doors to the bar opened and Tina walked in. "Excuse me."
Burt lifted his head and time froze. She was beautiful, radiant. It was as if they were the only two in the room and he could shout to the heavens, 'One night with you is what I'm now praying for!'
She came nearer and sat next to him. She addressed Carol, "Does this establishment serve food?"
Carol looked her up and down. This chick was nuts. Where was the conservative women nowadays? "Nothin' I would eat."
Burt turned towards the stunning vision. "I, uh... I, uh..."
"Spit it out, Burt." Carol prompted.
Burt had nothing. His mind went blank so he ran out.
Tina scoffed. "This town makes me miss Cincinnati." With that she walked right back out.
Carol sneered at the woman as she left. "That woman is gonna make a fool out of him."
Finn came up to the bar with a tray of dirty glasses. "Well, that's what love does."
Carol whipped her head to stare at him. Her loud rose in pitch. "Love?! He ain't in love!"
Finn jumped back a little. "Mom, why are you shouting?"
"I'm not shouting! Now get back to work!"
Finn scampered off to go wipe down a table that had just been vacated.
"Love? Ha! Burt would never fall in love with a hoity-toity female like that..."
"You're talking to yourself."
"I am not! Oh, the lip on that boy! I can't believe he thinks I'm talking to myself. Kids got no respect nowadays. No re-... Dammit, I am talkin' to myself!" She stomped up the steps to take her break.
Finn watched his mom stomp up the steps. He knew his mom was crushing on Burt hard. Kurt and him had discussed it on numerous occasions. Honestly, he just wanted the two to get together soon so he could call Kurt his brother. That would be awesome.
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Rachel quietly walked into the bar and looked around. She soon spotted the tall boy from earlier wiping down the counter. She smiled and marched over towards him. "Rachel. Rachel Berry."
Finn jumped at the sudden noise behind him. He looked over to see the military girl from earlier. "What?"
"That's my name. Rachel Berry. You asked me before." Rachel stood for a second before biting her lip and continuing. "I just have to tell you something. Can I tell you something?"
"I guess it depends on what it is."
"I think you're really, really, really, cute."
Finn smiled lightly. "Okay. You can tell me that."
"I think you're really, really, really cute... Okay bye!" Rachel turned and started to leave, but a hand caught her wrist.
"Wait. You're leaving?"
"I have to met my mother at 1500 hours."
Finn looked down. Weren't there only twenty-four hours in a day? "Oh well... I think you should stay."
Rachel's eyes lit up. "You really want me to?"
"More than anything. By the way, Rachel Berry, have you ever been in love?"
"No... Have you?"
"No, but I really want to be. And just think, Rachel- you're the daughter of our mayor, and I've been raised in a bar, so our love would be a forbidden love. That's okay though- forbidden love is the best. Did you ever read Romeo and Juliet? Theirs was a forbidden love, and it's the dreamiest story ever."
"No... Have you ever read it?"
Finn laughed. "No. My mom just talks about it a lot."
Rachel laughed with him. "So how does it end?"
"Not good..." Finn awkwardly looked around to take the focus off failed forbidden love. "Wanna dance?"
Rachel took a step back from the boy. "Are you crazy? Here, with everyone looking?"
The doors to the bar flew open and in walked Dave followed by Mike. "All right! Listen up!"
Finn placed himself between Rachel and the door. "It's the roustabout." He whispered to her.
Mike popped up next to him. "I'm his sidekick! Hi, how are ya?"
"Anyone sen the beautiful Miss Tina?"
Finn rolled his eyes. First Burt, now this guy? "She went that-a-away." He pointed back out the door.
"Thank you kindly." Dave started to head in that direction when he spotted Rachel behind the kid. "Hey, don't you two make a sweet couple."
Rachel's eyes bugged out. "We're not a couple!"
Finn agreed. "She's right."
Dave laughed. "Ah c'mon kids, ain't nothin' wrong with it. See ya around."
Mike smiled. "Thank you very much." He dashed out the door following Dave.
Finn looked over at Rachel who was looking back at him. He smiled. "My mama's gonna tell me, her friends will tell me too, boy, that girl you're foolin' with she ain't no good for you. But that's all right." He grabbed her hand and led to the middle of the bar floor. "C'mon let's dance."
"But I don't know how!"
"It's a good thing we met."
Finn spun her in a circle and showed her how to do the sugar foot. Rachel was just starting to get the hang of it when she felt a hand on her shoulder. She turned around and was face to face with Carol.
Carol was pissed. She looked over at Finn. "This ain't all right with mama! This ain't all right, that's true! Boy, that girl you're foolin' with she ain't no good for you!"
Rachel stepped back as Carol yelled at Finn. "See ya!" She made her escape.
Finn looked back just in time to see Rachel running from the bar. "Rachel!"
"She ain't all right with mama, that's not the girl for you." Carol headed bar towards the bar to serve her customers.
"Mo-om! You ruin everything! I'm leavin' town tomorrow, leavin' town for sure!"
"What!?"
"Then you won't be bothered with me hangin' 'round no more."
"You're not leavin'! Finnigan! Back back in here!" Carol ran to the door and stood in front of it, blocking the exit that Finn as heading for. "I've been workin' since forever. I gave and gave and gave. Say goodbye to mama, I'm going to my grave. Now, you better listen to your mama. That girl- she just won't do."
To be continued.
Title: All Shook Up
Rating: I'll go with PG-13 for sexual innuendos and slightly mature material
Pairings/Characters: Kurt Hummel, Dave Karofsky, Burt Hummel, Carole Hudson-Hummel, Finn Hudson-Hummel, Sue Sylvester, William Shuester, Rachel Berry, Tina Cohen-Chang, Mike Chang, and others
Warnings: Cross-dressing, sexual innuendos, slight language (nothing to serious)
Disclaimer: I don't own Glee. If I did, Kurt and Karofsky would be together and have lots of threesomes with Puck. Rachel would have been killed in a drive by and Finn would have committed suicide because of Rachel's death... Is it obvious that I don't own Glee? Also, I don't All Shook Up the musical. I just thought that it'd be cute to mash the two up for my selfish purposes. (:
Summary: The Place: Lima, Ohio. The Time: A twenty-four hour period, during the summer of 1955.
A/N: This is for hamhocklover. Still working on it, I promise. Just so much going on lately. I finally got a chance to sit down and type.
Kurt checked his reflection in the mirror. He had never worn anything but his greasy coveralls in a long time. He hoped that this would get Dave to notice him more.
***********
Mike walked around the town looking for something to take his mind off of this Dave character who pulled into town and started getting the attention of all the women in town. Last night, Mike had taken Dave out for a bite to eat and they had ran into Brittany. The girl fell head over heels instantly. Dave seemed to take notice of Brittany's affection and started flirting back with her. Mike was pretty sure that if he hadn't "choked" on his dinner, Dave and Brittany would have slept together that night.
Mike shuddered at the thought and found himself standing outside the town's new museum that the mayor had ordered be built. He was about to go inside and take a look around when Kurt walked up next to him. Mike nearly fainted at the sight of Kurt in tight black jeans and a tight purple dress shirt. "Holy shit, Kurt. You're not in your coveralls."
"How do I look?"
"Different... Good, but different. Kurt, everything feels different today. I think that's why I've finally worked up the courage to tell Brittany that I love-"
"Hey, Kurt! How's my bike comin'?" Dave walked out of a store next to the museum carrying a bottle of Pepsi. He finished off the soda and tossed the bottle in the trash before walking over towards the two.
"It'll be running better than ever by tomorrow, Dave."
"Really? Wow. You're amazing."
Kurt giggled and swooned at the compliment. "Oh, Dave... Dave, Dave, Dave, Dave, Dave-"
"I think that's my cue to leave." Mike commented as he started to walk towards the bar. At least Finn wouldn't be all love sick.
"Hold on, Asian! I've got a favour to ask of you!" Dave called the guy over and placed an arm around his shoulders.
"Me? Nobody ever asks me for a favour. What can I do for ya?"
"Well, while I'm in town, how'd you like to be my sidekick?"
"Oh, Dave!" Mike's face lit up. He was being asked to hang with the coolest guy ever. He was being ASKED. He chuckled. "Of course."
Kurt didn't like the fact that he was being ignored. He didn't dress up for nothing. Clearing his throat, he spoke up. "Anyway, Dave, I was just wondering what you look for in a girl?"
"Well, I've been with a lot of women- a lot of women- but I always try to look beyond physical beauty and into a women's soul." Dave nodded his head up and down like he was making it all up on the spot and just agreeing with himself.
Kurt was about to reply when the doors to the museum behind them flung open to reveal Tina Cohen-Chang wearing her black pencil skirt and red low cut blouse. "The museum is open."
Dave froze. That woman was fantastic looking. Great legs, ample chest, long black hair that he could just picture his fingers getting tangled in. It was as if time seemed to halt. And Dave really wished that were true so he could shout to the heavens, 'One night with you is what I'm now praying for!'
Dave turned towards Mike, "Sidekick, who is that?"
"That? Oh that's Miss Cohen-Chang. She just moved here from Baltimore to take care of Sue's museum."
Dave left them standing there as he climbed the ten steps to the open door and the beautiful intellectual. "Afternoon, ma'am."
Tina glanced over him and sneered. "Afternoon."
"I was hopin' you could give me a tour of your fine museum here."
"Really? I've been in town for a week, and you're the first person who's shown any interest in the museum." Tina's expression softened and actually looked a little hopeful as Dave leaned in closer.
"Well, I dig hot art, and I dig hot women, and when I see a hot women who digs hot art, I say hot-diggity." Dave wiggled his eyebrows and did a slight pelvic thrust forward hoping to capture this lady quickly.
Instead, she just seemed repulsed. "You mostly marry your cousins around here don't you?"
"Mhhh... Everything you say makes me sweaty."
"Okay, tour's over. Excuse me." She started down the stairs towards Kurt and Mike.
"Whoa, where you goin', honey?"
She looked back at him with a disgusted face. "Are you standing over there?" She pointed towards the store that Dave had come out of earlier.
"No."
"Then that's where I'm going."
Dave began to follow her down the steps. "But wait! Won't you at least hear me out?"
She again turned around. Sighing heavily and crossing her arms over her chest she questioned him. "And what could you possibly have to say?"
Dave wasn't very good at the whole confessions of love thing so he relied on his hero, Elvis. "Baby, let me be your lovin' teddy bear. Put a chain around my neck and lead me anywhere. Oh, let me be your teddy bear." She rolled her eyes. Dave continued. "Baby, let me be around you ev'ry night. Run your fingers through my hair and cuddle me real tight. Oh, let me be your teddy bear."
Tina laughed cruelly. "Sir, let me put this in a language you'll understand. You ain't nothin' but a hound dog snoopin' 'round my door. You ain't nothin' but a hound dog snoopin' 'round my door. You better wag your tail 'cause I ain't gonna feed you no more." She turned and continued wakling towards the store.
Dave felt his happiness leave him and called out one more time. "I just want to be your teddy bear!"
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Carol couldn't believe the day she was having. First, some roustabout rides into town and turns on her old jukebox that she'd been trying to get Burt to fix for ages, and then she's shaking away to Elvis Presley! What would her mother say? Oh lord, her mother. She entered her bar just in time to see Finn trying to sneak a glass of whiskey from behind the bar. "Hey! Knock it off!"
Poor kid nearly dropped the glass and broke it before scampering off to get Mercedes another drink. Carol shook her head and turned back to the bar to see Burt sitting at the other end of it. "What on earth is going on around here?"
Burt opened his mouth to speak but was cut off by Kurt bursting through the back doors. "Hey, dad, you mind if I take the rest of the day off?"
"Sure, I- Oh my God,Kurt, what are you wearing?" Burt looked his son over from head to toe.
Carol looked up and saw the ensemble of black and purple. She rolled her eyes and chalked it up to that damn rebel. "Something's going on in this town." She muttered so neither of them could hear her.
Burt continued on. "I didn't know you owned regular clothes!"
Kurt struck a pose. "How do I look?"
"Do you know you've got a grease stain on it the size of Alaska?" Carol commented carelessly as she poured a drink for a man in the back.
"Does it really show?" Kurt looked down at the offending stain. He had only used the shirt once to clean an engine...
Finn put an arm around Kurt's shoulders and led him towards the upstairs where he and Carol lived. "C'mon, Kurt. I've got plenty of dress shirts mom makes me wear to church. Let's go see if one of them fits you."
Burt watched as Finn led Kurt upstairs. "Why on earth would he be wearin' anything but his coveralls?"
Carol chuckled. "Only one reason a girl, or in this case Kurt, dresses up- and begins with a 'b' and ends in a 'y.'
Burt coughed as he choked on his bourbon a little. "You think it's for some boy?"
"Oh yeah."
"But he's never dressed up for a boy before- not even that Blaine kid. Hey, you don't think it's for that roustabout do you?"
Carol rolled her eyes. Sometimes men were just so stupid in the love department. "Now why would she be interested in him? Just 'cause his sultry eyes or his pouty lips or those tight, tight jeans that make a woman go, 'Oh, baby, oh, baby, oh...!" She looked over at Burt and noticed his repulsed look. "No, I doubt it's him."
"Gosh, my little boy is dressin' up for some boy. Some day he's gonna leave me, isn't he?"
"What're you talkin' about?"
"You know what you need, Jim? A new wife... Or a dog." Carol poured him another drink as he downed the last little bit in his glass.
"I don't know, Carol, maybe I should discourage all this-"
"Look, Burt, do I ever butt into your business?"
"About once an hour."
"Well, that's 'cause you make a lot of mistakes. Now when he comes back out here, just be sure to tell him how nice he looks."
At that moment, Finn came bounding down the stairs. "And here he is folks! He's awesome! He's adorable! He's amazing! He's-"
"Finnigan, just bring him in here already!" Carol shouted at him. God, the boy could ramble.
"Ta-da!"
Kurt walked down the steps and stopped at the stares he was getting. He still wore his skin tight black jeans, but he now had a plain white button up with the sleeves rolled up and a black dress vest on over top. He looked simply dashing.
Burt stared at his little boy. It seemed like only yesterday he was replacing his first engine and now he looked like a gentleman. "Kurt, my god. You look..."
"Stupid?"
"No! You look just like..."
"Like?"
Carole slowly inhaled. "You look just like your mother, sweetheart."
Kurt bit his lip to keep from tearing up. "Thanks, Carol. Thanks, Finn. I'll see you later, dad." He hugged his dad before heading out.
"You're son looks so handsome."
"I just wish his mother could've seen him like this."
"Burt, did I ever tell you you're a good man?"
"No."
She smiled and laughed lightly. "Well, you are."
"You know what, Carol? I think that's the first compliment you've ever given me."
"Really? And how long have we known each other?"
"Twenty years."
"Well, twenty years from now I'll give you another one."
Burt shuffled nervously on his bar stool. He nervously looked up at the woman, "Say, how long has it been since you kissed a fellah?"
"Sixteen happy years."
"You ever miss it."
Carol sighed heavily and put down the glass she was drying. She looked right into his eyes. "Burt, every morning when I wake up and there is no man on the other side of my bed, I know it's gonna be a good day."
"Well, I haven't kissed a woman since Katherine died and that's nearly ten years now."
"You reach a certain age and you realize, it's better to be alone."
Burt slumped down and rested his forehead on the bar. "Yeah. Sleeping alone, eating alone, for the rest of my life- alone."
The doors to the bar opened and Tina walked in. "Excuse me."
Burt lifted his head and time froze. She was beautiful, radiant. It was as if they were the only two in the room and he could shout to the heavens, 'One night with you is what I'm now praying for!'
She came nearer and sat next to him. She addressed Carol, "Does this establishment serve food?"
Carol looked her up and down. This chick was nuts. Where was the conservative women nowadays? "Nothin' I would eat."
Burt turned towards the stunning vision. "I, uh... I, uh..."
"Spit it out, Burt." Carol prompted.
Burt had nothing. His mind went blank so he ran out.
Tina scoffed. "This town makes me miss Cincinnati." With that she walked right back out.
Carol sneered at the woman as she left. "That woman is gonna make a fool out of him."
Finn came up to the bar with a tray of dirty glasses. "Well, that's what love does."
Carol whipped her head to stare at him. Her loud rose in pitch. "Love?! He ain't in love!"
Finn jumped back a little. "Mom, why are you shouting?"
"I'm not shouting! Now get back to work!"
Finn scampered off to go wipe down a table that had just been vacated.
"Love? Ha! Burt would never fall in love with a hoity-toity female like that..."
"You're talking to yourself."
"I am not! Oh, the lip on that boy! I can't believe he thinks I'm talking to myself. Kids got no respect nowadays. No re-... Dammit, I am talkin' to myself!" She stomped up the steps to take her break.
Finn watched his mom stomp up the steps. He knew his mom was crushing on Burt hard. Kurt and him had discussed it on numerous occasions. Honestly, he just wanted the two to get together soon so he could call Kurt his brother. That would be awesome.
***********
Rachel quietly walked into the bar and looked around. She soon spotted the tall boy from earlier wiping down the counter. She smiled and marched over towards him. "Rachel. Rachel Berry."
Finn jumped at the sudden noise behind him. He looked over to see the military girl from earlier. "What?"
"That's my name. Rachel Berry. You asked me before." Rachel stood for a second before biting her lip and continuing. "I just have to tell you something. Can I tell you something?"
"I guess it depends on what it is."
"I think you're really, really, really, cute."
Finn smiled lightly. "Okay. You can tell me that."
"I think you're really, really, really cute... Okay bye!" Rachel turned and started to leave, but a hand caught her wrist.
"Wait. You're leaving?"
"I have to met my mother at 1500 hours."
Finn looked down. Weren't there only twenty-four hours in a day? "Oh well... I think you should stay."
Rachel's eyes lit up. "You really want me to?"
"More than anything. By the way, Rachel Berry, have you ever been in love?"
"No... Have you?"
"No, but I really want to be. And just think, Rachel- you're the daughter of our mayor, and I've been raised in a bar, so our love would be a forbidden love. That's okay though- forbidden love is the best. Did you ever read Romeo and Juliet? Theirs was a forbidden love, and it's the dreamiest story ever."
"No... Have you ever read it?"
Finn laughed. "No. My mom just talks about it a lot."
Rachel laughed with him. "So how does it end?"
"Not good..." Finn awkwardly looked around to take the focus off failed forbidden love. "Wanna dance?"
Rachel took a step back from the boy. "Are you crazy? Here, with everyone looking?"
The doors to the bar flew open and in walked Dave followed by Mike. "All right! Listen up!"
Finn placed himself between Rachel and the door. "It's the roustabout." He whispered to her.
Mike popped up next to him. "I'm his sidekick! Hi, how are ya?"
"Anyone sen the beautiful Miss Tina?"
Finn rolled his eyes. First Burt, now this guy? "She went that-a-away." He pointed back out the door.
"Thank you kindly." Dave started to head in that direction when he spotted Rachel behind the kid. "Hey, don't you two make a sweet couple."
Rachel's eyes bugged out. "We're not a couple!"
Finn agreed. "She's right."
Dave laughed. "Ah c'mon kids, ain't nothin' wrong with it. See ya around."
Mike smiled. "Thank you very much." He dashed out the door following Dave.
Finn looked over at Rachel who was looking back at him. He smiled. "My mama's gonna tell me, her friends will tell me too, boy, that girl you're foolin' with she ain't no good for you. But that's all right." He grabbed her hand and led to the middle of the bar floor. "C'mon let's dance."
"But I don't know how!"
"It's a good thing we met."
Finn spun her in a circle and showed her how to do the sugar foot. Rachel was just starting to get the hang of it when she felt a hand on her shoulder. She turned around and was face to face with Carol.
Carol was pissed. She looked over at Finn. "This ain't all right with mama! This ain't all right, that's true! Boy, that girl you're foolin' with she ain't no good for you!"
Rachel stepped back as Carol yelled at Finn. "See ya!" She made her escape.
Finn looked back just in time to see Rachel running from the bar. "Rachel!"
"She ain't all right with mama, that's not the girl for you." Carol headed bar towards the bar to serve her customers.
"Mo-om! You ruin everything! I'm leavin' town tomorrow, leavin' town for sure!"
"What!?"
"Then you won't be bothered with me hangin' 'round no more."
"You're not leavin'! Finnigan! Back back in here!" Carol ran to the door and stood in front of it, blocking the exit that Finn as heading for. "I've been workin' since forever. I gave and gave and gave. Say goodbye to mama, I'm going to my grave. Now, you better listen to your mama. That girl- she just won't do."
To be continued.