Glee | The Home Wall: 2. Home Boy | Brittany (2 of 6)
Started my daily ficlets to make the hiatus pass, then decided to keep going with a 2nd cycle, and then a 3rd, 4th, 5th, 6th, 7th, 8th, 9th, 10th, 11th , 12th, 13th, 14th, 15th, 16th, 17th, 18th, 19th, 20th, 21st, 22nd, 23rd, 24th, and 25th, 26th, 27th, and 28th cycle. Now cycle 29!
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TOP 16, TAKE 2: Okay so a couple cycles back, I did my second 'top of Glee at the moment' cycle. Now since I was still in university and such at the time, those were planned a while back, before the second half of the season every started. This made it that by the time that cycle rolled around I realized that some things had changed... Things were added, removed, bumped up... Point is it didn't really reflect where I was anymore. So I decided 'what the heck, I'll do another one ASAP!' And so here we are :) This is my revised Top 16 (of course I HAD to plan before the finale, so there are still a couple things missing like Samcedes, Unholy Trinity, etc, but let's assume they're there ;) They'll get some love in coming cycles ;)) So off we go!
Coming in at number one... (like last time, I'm splitting the number one's chapter story throughout the cycle, five normal days then two chapters from number one, five days, two chapters, five days, two chapters)
"THE HOME WALL: 2. HOME BOY"
Brittany
Sequel to Got Dancing Shoes to Fly Away
There were three of them living in that same room, with one set of bunk beds and one single bed. As she had transferred mid-year, the other two had already lived there together for a time. From what she learned soon enough, the third spot had been occupied up until a few weeks ago by another girl, who had left due to some personal issues. This left the top of the bunk beds open - though she had a feeling Tessa, the girl on the bottom bunk, had moved down from that top bunk as soon as Sarah had left. This was just fine by Brittany, who would have chosen the top bunk even if the choice hadn’t already been made for her. In the single bed was Aimee, her other roommate.
It hadn’t taken long for Brittany to pick up on a thing or two about her roommates. Aimee, originally from Florida, was not a morning person by a long shot. For sure, she wasn’t the kindest of people most of the day, but in the morning it was like… Hurricane Aimee… at the very least it gave Brittany some kind of clue as to why she was the one with the single bed; heaven forbid that she should be woken up by someone waking up and climbing off the top bunk. She hadn’t taken too kindly to the new arrival in the room in the first days, didn’t talk to her at all. But then they’d had their first class together, where Aimee had seen what she could do… From there at the very least she’d started acknowledging her presence. It took a couple of weeks, but now Brittany felt maybe they had a chance of becoming friends… eventually. She still seemed to give her those looks like she didn’t understand a word Brittany said at times. But Brittany knew one day she’d get her to crack a smile… only a matter of time.
Tessa, from Indiana, was as different from Aimee as could be. Where it had taken Aimee days to speak word one to the new arrival, it had taken Tessa all of a few seconds to spout a cheerful and wordy welcome. She had this kind of burst of energy that reminded Brittany of Mr. Schuester’s friend April, and about the same stature. She also had this tendency to start singing along as soon as she heard music, the only problem was she had… well… Aimee would say fire trucks made more appealing sounds. She would usually be the one to stop Tessa singing, which would get the tiny girl pouting, but even that couldn’t last long before she was back smiling and bouncing about. By that knowledge alone, it would have seemed she and Brittany would have gotten along fine. And maybe Tessa had tried, but Brittany hadn’t noticed because she was still busy thinking of those she’d left behind. Now it looked like Tessa had just stopped trying. It wasn’t like she minded, either way, because there was something else…
Brittany had known from day one, she’d seen it… there was something going on between Aimee and Tessa. They could be as discreet as they thought they were, but Brittany knew better. At least it made some things make sense to her. However long it was between the time Sarah had departed the room and when Brittany had moved in, they had had the room to themselves… Now they’d been invaded by a new element, and things had to change. It was no wonder Aimee could get so crabby with her. And Tessa, well, maybe she thought if they could be friends enough, then they could come to some sort of understanding, compromise…
Except Brittany was still in a place where she needed her room, needed the place where her home comforts rested. And as much as she could want to open up to them, she just… couldn’t. She had become a creature of habits in this place, and that was the only sort of leeway she could grant her roommates for the moment, something she’d guessed at the way she’d almost be escorted out of the room when she’d go down to get her mail and they’d toss her their mailbox keys too before shutting the door behind her.
Luckily, on that day, when she opened her box, the first thing she saw sticking out was the Lima stamp… Her face lit up instantly, more so when she saw it was a letter from Mike. She closed her box, retrieved the envelopes from Aimee and Tessa’s boxes, and she started on her way back up. When she reached the door, she didn’t want to go in, not with a brand new letter from home. So she sat on the ground in the hall, the other envelopes at her side before she opened the one from Mike. This one had pictures, too. One showed Mike surrounded by the kids from the dance class they’d teach together, all of them smiling back at her. There was another one, of Mike and his little brother Joey, doing their best weird faces, which always made her laugh. And there were a few from Glee Club… one of Artie, Tina, and Puck, one of Santana, Quinn, Kurt and Mike… She kept them in hand as she unfolded the letter.
Greetings from Lima!
As promised, you’ll find the picture from our class. I was going to include it with the last letter, but Angelica was out sick and the others wanted to wait until she was back. So now that she’s back on her feet with us, everyone dressed up for picture day. A few of them asked if they could write you, too, and I told them if they got their letters to me I’d send them to you, so expect that in the next week or two. The director asked if I’d need a new partner to teach the class, but I told them I’d continue on my own. The truth is there just wouldn’t be anyone out there who could make that class as fun as you did. The kids still do your warm-up run around the studio.
I think it’s starting to dawn on everyone how different things are without you in Glee Club. It’s like sometimes they won’t say it, but they’re thinking about it. Rachel looks like she’s about to lock half the club in dance boot camp, and Santana shuts down about every candidate anyone tries to bring in to take your place. Some quit on their own, so they say, but we’re pretty sure she had something to do with it. At least I think they understand why she does it, but at some point we’re going to have to find one that sticks or else we won’t be able to compete.
Santana hadn’t written yet. Well, she had, but only by e-mail. She’d ask how things were, and she’d complain about whichever person they had brought in at the time to fill that twelfth spot in the club. But that was all. Brittany didn’t complain, though she wondered why she hadn’t received a letter from the one she really wanted one from…
Some of us are talking about taking a field trip up to Boston in a couple of weeks to see you. It’s still in the early stages, trying to convince our parents, getting the money for our tickets and possibly a place to stay. Artie’s trying to see if his aunt and uncle might be able to take us in for the night. We’ll keep you posted as soon as we know more. It gives us something to focus on instead of dodging Coach Sylvester. We’ve never seen her like this. She hasn’t done anything, but with the way she’s sulking around the halls it’s like she’s preparing something big. Tina calls it the Impending Suepocalypse.
Hope you’re doing alright over there. Your classes sound amazing, you’ll have to tell us more when we come up there! Take care of yourself, Boston girl.
Mike
She wasn’t even thinking about their promise of a visit. Everything else faded away the moment he mentioned her mother. He didn’t know what was making her the way she was, but Brittany did. She would have just told him if it wasn’t that she’d told herself she’d broken her silence with enough people after Santana and Quinn.
“What are you doing out here?” She looked up to find the door had opened and Aimee stood there, looking at her. Brittany stood handing the mail and keys from her roommates’ boxes.
“Reading. Can I have the room for a bit?” she asked, absently tugging at the key on the chain around her neck. Aimee looked at her, then back into the room.
“Tess, come on, let’s go get coffee,” she called before looking back to the blonde. Was it so clear on her face, how much she missed home in that moment? Whatever it was, for the first time, Aimee’s face showed some kind of compassion, sympathy, a silent ‘it’s all yours.’ Brittany smiled at her, and the girl nodded before trailing off with Tessa. Brittany watched them go before going in to record her message to Mike. She’d tell him thanks for the pictures, that she was anxious to see them… nothing else.
THE END
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Suggestion Drop Off
Title: "The Home Wall: 2. Home Boy"
Pairing: Brittany
Rating: G
Summary: Now that she's in Boston, she can't wait to get letters from home and reply to them.
Spoilers: None really, AU-ish
if you have things you would like to see get written, pleeease drop by the suggestion box. The link is further down!
TOP 16, TAKE 2: Okay so a couple cycles back, I did my second 'top of Glee at the moment' cycle. Now since I was still in university and such at the time, those were planned a while back, before the second half of the season every started. This made it that by the time that cycle rolled around I realized that some things had changed... Things were added, removed, bumped up... Point is it didn't really reflect where I was anymore. So I decided 'what the heck, I'll do another one ASAP!' And so here we are :) This is my revised Top 16 (of course I HAD to plan before the finale, so there are still a couple things missing like Samcedes, Unholy Trinity, etc, but let's assume they're there ;) They'll get some love in coming cycles ;)) So off we go!
Coming in at number one... (like last time, I'm splitting the number one's chapter story throughout the cycle, five normal days then two chapters from number one, five days, two chapters, five days, two chapters)
"THE HOME WALL: 2. HOME BOY"
Brittany
Sequel to Got Dancing Shoes to Fly Away
There were three of them living in that same room, with one set of bunk beds and one single bed. As she had transferred mid-year, the other two had already lived there together for a time. From what she learned soon enough, the third spot had been occupied up until a few weeks ago by another girl, who had left due to some personal issues. This left the top of the bunk beds open - though she had a feeling Tessa, the girl on the bottom bunk, had moved down from that top bunk as soon as Sarah had left. This was just fine by Brittany, who would have chosen the top bunk even if the choice hadn’t already been made for her. In the single bed was Aimee, her other roommate.
It hadn’t taken long for Brittany to pick up on a thing or two about her roommates. Aimee, originally from Florida, was not a morning person by a long shot. For sure, she wasn’t the kindest of people most of the day, but in the morning it was like… Hurricane Aimee… at the very least it gave Brittany some kind of clue as to why she was the one with the single bed; heaven forbid that she should be woken up by someone waking up and climbing off the top bunk. She hadn’t taken too kindly to the new arrival in the room in the first days, didn’t talk to her at all. But then they’d had their first class together, where Aimee had seen what she could do… From there at the very least she’d started acknowledging her presence. It took a couple of weeks, but now Brittany felt maybe they had a chance of becoming friends… eventually. She still seemed to give her those looks like she didn’t understand a word Brittany said at times. But Brittany knew one day she’d get her to crack a smile… only a matter of time.
Tessa, from Indiana, was as different from Aimee as could be. Where it had taken Aimee days to speak word one to the new arrival, it had taken Tessa all of a few seconds to spout a cheerful and wordy welcome. She had this kind of burst of energy that reminded Brittany of Mr. Schuester’s friend April, and about the same stature. She also had this tendency to start singing along as soon as she heard music, the only problem was she had… well… Aimee would say fire trucks made more appealing sounds. She would usually be the one to stop Tessa singing, which would get the tiny girl pouting, but even that couldn’t last long before she was back smiling and bouncing about. By that knowledge alone, it would have seemed she and Brittany would have gotten along fine. And maybe Tessa had tried, but Brittany hadn’t noticed because she was still busy thinking of those she’d left behind. Now it looked like Tessa had just stopped trying. It wasn’t like she minded, either way, because there was something else…
Brittany had known from day one, she’d seen it… there was something going on between Aimee and Tessa. They could be as discreet as they thought they were, but Brittany knew better. At least it made some things make sense to her. However long it was between the time Sarah had departed the room and when Brittany had moved in, they had had the room to themselves… Now they’d been invaded by a new element, and things had to change. It was no wonder Aimee could get so crabby with her. And Tessa, well, maybe she thought if they could be friends enough, then they could come to some sort of understanding, compromise…
Except Brittany was still in a place where she needed her room, needed the place where her home comforts rested. And as much as she could want to open up to them, she just… couldn’t. She had become a creature of habits in this place, and that was the only sort of leeway she could grant her roommates for the moment, something she’d guessed at the way she’d almost be escorted out of the room when she’d go down to get her mail and they’d toss her their mailbox keys too before shutting the door behind her.
Luckily, on that day, when she opened her box, the first thing she saw sticking out was the Lima stamp… Her face lit up instantly, more so when she saw it was a letter from Mike. She closed her box, retrieved the envelopes from Aimee and Tessa’s boxes, and she started on her way back up. When she reached the door, she didn’t want to go in, not with a brand new letter from home. So she sat on the ground in the hall, the other envelopes at her side before she opened the one from Mike. This one had pictures, too. One showed Mike surrounded by the kids from the dance class they’d teach together, all of them smiling back at her. There was another one, of Mike and his little brother Joey, doing their best weird faces, which always made her laugh. And there were a few from Glee Club… one of Artie, Tina, and Puck, one of Santana, Quinn, Kurt and Mike… She kept them in hand as she unfolded the letter.
Greetings from Lima!
As promised, you’ll find the picture from our class. I was going to include it with the last letter, but Angelica was out sick and the others wanted to wait until she was back. So now that she’s back on her feet with us, everyone dressed up for picture day. A few of them asked if they could write you, too, and I told them if they got their letters to me I’d send them to you, so expect that in the next week or two. The director asked if I’d need a new partner to teach the class, but I told them I’d continue on my own. The truth is there just wouldn’t be anyone out there who could make that class as fun as you did. The kids still do your warm-up run around the studio.
I think it’s starting to dawn on everyone how different things are without you in Glee Club. It’s like sometimes they won’t say it, but they’re thinking about it. Rachel looks like she’s about to lock half the club in dance boot camp, and Santana shuts down about every candidate anyone tries to bring in to take your place. Some quit on their own, so they say, but we’re pretty sure she had something to do with it. At least I think they understand why she does it, but at some point we’re going to have to find one that sticks or else we won’t be able to compete.
Santana hadn’t written yet. Well, she had, but only by e-mail. She’d ask how things were, and she’d complain about whichever person they had brought in at the time to fill that twelfth spot in the club. But that was all. Brittany didn’t complain, though she wondered why she hadn’t received a letter from the one she really wanted one from…
Some of us are talking about taking a field trip up to Boston in a couple of weeks to see you. It’s still in the early stages, trying to convince our parents, getting the money for our tickets and possibly a place to stay. Artie’s trying to see if his aunt and uncle might be able to take us in for the night. We’ll keep you posted as soon as we know more. It gives us something to focus on instead of dodging Coach Sylvester. We’ve never seen her like this. She hasn’t done anything, but with the way she’s sulking around the halls it’s like she’s preparing something big. Tina calls it the Impending Suepocalypse.
Hope you’re doing alright over there. Your classes sound amazing, you’ll have to tell us more when we come up there! Take care of yourself, Boston girl.
Mike
She wasn’t even thinking about their promise of a visit. Everything else faded away the moment he mentioned her mother. He didn’t know what was making her the way she was, but Brittany did. She would have just told him if it wasn’t that she’d told herself she’d broken her silence with enough people after Santana and Quinn.
“What are you doing out here?” She looked up to find the door had opened and Aimee stood there, looking at her. Brittany stood handing the mail and keys from her roommates’ boxes.
“Reading. Can I have the room for a bit?” she asked, absently tugging at the key on the chain around her neck. Aimee looked at her, then back into the room.
“Tess, come on, let’s go get coffee,” she called before looking back to the blonde. Was it so clear on her face, how much she missed home in that moment? Whatever it was, for the first time, Aimee’s face showed some kind of compassion, sympathy, a silent ‘it’s all yours.’ Brittany smiled at her, and the girl nodded before trailing off with Tessa. Brittany watched them go before going in to record her message to Mike. She’d tell him thanks for the pictures, that she was anxious to see them… nothing else.
THE END
* IN CONSTRUCTION! *
PREVIOUS DAYS
[Cycle 01] [Cycle 02] [Cycle 03] [Cycle 04] [Cycle 05]
[Cycle 06] [Cycle 07] [Cycle 08] [Cycle 09] [Cycle 10]
[Cycle 11] [Cycle 12] [Cycle 13] [Cycle 14] [Cycle 15]
[Cycle 16] [Cycle 17] [Cycle 18] [Cycle 19] [Cycle 20]
[Cycle 21] [Cycle 22] [Cycle 23] [Cycle 24] [Cycle 25]
[Cycle 26] [Cycle 27] [Cycle 28]
[Cycle 29]
[589] [590] [591] [592] [593]
[594]
Suggestion Drop Off
Title: "The Home Wall: 2. Home Boy"
Pairing: Brittany
Rating: G
Summary: Now that she's in Boston, she can't wait to get letters from home and reply to them.
Spoilers: None really, AU-ish