Glee | Brothers at Arms: 2. Ante Mortem | K&Co, Matt (2 of 7)
Started my daily ficlets to make the hiatus pass, then decided to keep going with a 2nd cycle and then a 3rd, all through to a 29th. Now cycle 30!
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"BROTHERS AT ARMS: 2. ANTE MORTEM"
Kurt & Co, Matt
Chapter 2 / Follow up to "They Keep Killing Brittany
Kurt arrived at McKinley that Saturday afternoon with a mission. He had four rooms to set up and a dinner to finalize. Carole had offered to prepare the food and bring it in, but Kurt wanted to handle it himself. He had planned everything down to the last detail, wanting to make Matt’s going away go down without a hitch. This was going to be their biggest evening yet. They had the space, and they were going to use it.
The first room, the Glee room, would be a communal play area, where the two groups would interact, and where they’d have their dinner. All he needed to do there was to clear the way, set the table in place, with the chairs, and then add settings, glasses, utensils… He set up a sign outside each of the two doors, then moved to the second room, Ricky’s crew’s place, where they could get together away from the others. He arranged the desks, left costume and prop pieces they might need, placed the sign outside the door, then went two doors down and did the same for Johnny’s crew. For the fourth room, he went closer to the home economics class/kitchen. This room wouldn’t be marked by a sign; no one would know about it, not until the end: this would be for them, as themselves, New Directions, saying goodbye to one of their own. Instead of setting up props, there were snacks and the likes.
With his rooms set, he went across to the kitchen and began to unload everything: plates, ingredients, things he’d prepared beforehand. He’d been spared from packing pots and pans, knowing he’d find them in this room. He looked at the clock and, satisfied with the time he was making, he carried on.
“Pulling out all the stops?” the voice startled him and he almost dropped his spoon on the floor. He looked up to find Quinn, standing at the door, costume and all. She pulled off her sunglasses with a smirk. “Am I ‘muscle’ enough?” she asked, cool voice.
“You knocked Matron Murder out of the park last time, now I’m wondering why it took so long before I had you join us,” he shook his head with barely concealed amazement at her transformation into Sophia Willis. She just smirked, which brought him back to reality. “You’re early.”
“I know; I thought you might need a hand.” He looked around to the counter, working his inner checklist.
“Well, if you could chop these,” he pointed to a heap of vegetables, “and keep an eye on this,” he indicated the oven, “I should go change.”
“Right, got it, go,” she moved to the counter, picking up the knife. Kurt paused, taking in the image of Quinn as Sophia, with a knife in hand.
“Genius casting,” he muttered to himself before taking his bag and heading out to change. He was straightening up his suit as he came back into the hall to find… his brothers, ‘Bill’ and ‘Mac,’ or until the game would start, Finn and Artie. There was a pause, all of them knowing the story of the Reynolds brothers from their envelopes. Artie wheeled himself just a hint closer to Kurt, away from Finn. “Hey, if you’ll just wait here, I’ll be back,” Kurt told them before returning to the kitchen. Quinn wasn’t alone; the vegetables were in peril.
“Hands!” Quinn tried to shoo off Brittany and Santana, who would sneak off bits of what she’d chopped so far. Her scolding didn’t seem to bother them. Brittany, as none other than Ricky’s girlfriend, had dressed the part, much to the liking of the boys who would be in attendance, as well as the girl at her side. ‘Bella Moore,’ as Ricky’s right hand was both a lady and a quiet agent of trust.
“You two get back there before I run out and have to send someone out for more,” Kurt warded off the two girls, not paying attention to the comment Santana made as they reached the hall.
They found their way back to the hall by the Glee room, where Artie and Finn waited, just as Mike and Puck arrived. Mike, as Wyatt Ames, another of the ‘muscle’ characters, was looking very much the part, but this in no way compared to Puck, their Johnny Stone, who looked like a man in charge… at least, desiring to be more in charge than he currently was. Mike gravitated toward Brittany, something they’d later understand had to do with their characters and how it was his personal job to look out for his boss’ girl.
“So where is Big Brother?” Puck spoke up with an inflection in his voice like he was stretching out into his Johnny persona, testing the waters.
“He’s not here yet,” Santana was the one to answer, and bringing up the subject only served to ground them all in their own personas, not those of their characters.
“I’m going to miss him,” Brittany spoke, and there were quiet agreements all around.
“It’s always been all of us, for a while now,” they turned at the sound of Quinn’s voice as she joined the group; Kurt had dismissed her, once he had things under control. She ended up by Artie’s side, her partner in the game.
“We can’t stay like this tonight,” Finn spoke up. “All sad and everything; it would be right.”
“No, it wouldn’t.” They turned, and there was Matt. There was a burst of hellos, as everyone went up to greet him.
“You look amazing,” Brittany grinned.
“Thanks,” he looked down at himself. “Is everyone here?”
“We’re still missing three, I think,” Artie replied. “Rachel, Tina, and Mercedes. Kurt’s off in the kitchen.” Brittany looked in the room at the table, saw the sign, then looked around and spotted more signs.
“We have our own rooms,” she pointed out. The others looked and, without really deciding one way or the other, they split off and went in their assigned areas. Ricky’s group was nearly complete, save for Mercedes, while Johnny’s group only had half of what it was supposed to, with just Puck, Artie… and Quinn. After everything the two of them had just been through, together and apart, it left nothing but a weighted silence, begging for arrivals. This wish was granted when Rachel turned up, looking almost classy as she got set to play Jules Watts, who took care of a little more than Johnny Stone’s money. She stepped into that room with just that notion in mind.
“Is Tina here yet?” she asked, and got three negatives. “Good, good, that’ll give us time to talk,” she moved up to Puck, who stood from the desk he’d been sitting on.
“Oh, this should be good,” Quinn chuckled.
“What should be good?” They turned, and there stood their last two missing players. Mercedes, as Rachel’s counterpart in Ricky’s crew, Gwen Cobb, had a bit of a similar look, though slightly more business-like. Tina, as Johnny’s wife, had some of the same aspects as Brittany’s costume, only with an added layer of confidence brought by marriage.
“Nothing, it’s fine,” Quinn played like she didn’t know… she didn’t know whether the ‘affair’ between Johnny and Jules was in Mae’s information. “You should go on two doors that way,” she told Mercedes, indicating where her group was.
“Yes, this is Johnny’s house, now,” Puck pointed, and got a fair share of eye rolls for his troubles.
“Fine, see you guys later,” Mercedes moved off to the other room, where ‘waiting for Mercedes’ turned into a session of ‘try and teach Finn how to dance.’ Matt stood on one side of him, Mike on the other, while Santana and Brittany faced the boys, and all together they moved, careful, so he could keep up.
“Do you have a third left foot hidden in there somewhere?” Santana asked him, which got a snort of laughter out of Brittany, then the boys… even Finn. Mercedes didn’t even have time to announce her arrival before Kurt popped his head in.
“Guys? Hey, Mercedes. Guys, if you’ll follow?” he addressed the group, Mercedes, and then the group again. They filed out, saying hello on the way. Matt was the last out, and Mercedes gave him a quick hug, escorting him to the Glee room.
“How are you doing?” she asked him.
“I’m just glad to be here. The house is a mess, boxes everywhere, and my mother’s just losing it,” he shook his head. She tried not to laugh, despite the image he’d put in her head.
As the twelve of them had gathered, Kurt went to speak, but then stopped and looked to Matt. “Well, the floor’s all yours.” Matt looked nervous, but he nodded and everyone looked to him.
“So Johnny’s invited… well, me, and my crew over for dinner, to discuss the family business, then the Johnny group should go in first,” his statement nearly rose into a question as his eyes flicked to the side to check with Kurt; he got a discreet nod. “Okay, so the game starts when you step in the room. We’ll follow in a minute.” With the rules set, Puck, Tina, Rachel, Kurt, Artie, and Quinn walked in, disappearing into their roles. A minute later, Matt, Brittany, Finn, Santana, Mercedes, and Mike followed. The game was officially on.
TO BE CONTINUED (TUESDAY)
* 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]
[Cycle 30]
[610] [611] [612] [613] [614]
[615] [616] [617] [618] [619]
Suggestion Drop Off
Title: "Brothers at Arms: 2. Ante Mortem"
Pairing: None; Kurt & Co, Matt
Rating: G
Summary: Matt is moving away, and Kurt sees no better send off than one last Murder Mystery, all 12 of them.
Spoilers: Season 1
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"BROTHERS AT ARMS: 2. ANTE MORTEM"
Kurt & Co, Matt
Chapter 2 / Follow up to "They Keep Killing Brittany
Kurt arrived at McKinley that Saturday afternoon with a mission. He had four rooms to set up and a dinner to finalize. Carole had offered to prepare the food and bring it in, but Kurt wanted to handle it himself. He had planned everything down to the last detail, wanting to make Matt’s going away go down without a hitch. This was going to be their biggest evening yet. They had the space, and they were going to use it.
The first room, the Glee room, would be a communal play area, where the two groups would interact, and where they’d have their dinner. All he needed to do there was to clear the way, set the table in place, with the chairs, and then add settings, glasses, utensils… He set up a sign outside each of the two doors, then moved to the second room, Ricky’s crew’s place, where they could get together away from the others. He arranged the desks, left costume and prop pieces they might need, placed the sign outside the door, then went two doors down and did the same for Johnny’s crew. For the fourth room, he went closer to the home economics class/kitchen. This room wouldn’t be marked by a sign; no one would know about it, not until the end: this would be for them, as themselves, New Directions, saying goodbye to one of their own. Instead of setting up props, there were snacks and the likes.
With his rooms set, he went across to the kitchen and began to unload everything: plates, ingredients, things he’d prepared beforehand. He’d been spared from packing pots and pans, knowing he’d find them in this room. He looked at the clock and, satisfied with the time he was making, he carried on.
“Pulling out all the stops?” the voice startled him and he almost dropped his spoon on the floor. He looked up to find Quinn, standing at the door, costume and all. She pulled off her sunglasses with a smirk. “Am I ‘muscle’ enough?” she asked, cool voice.
“You knocked Matron Murder out of the park last time, now I’m wondering why it took so long before I had you join us,” he shook his head with barely concealed amazement at her transformation into Sophia Willis. She just smirked, which brought him back to reality. “You’re early.”
“I know; I thought you might need a hand.” He looked around to the counter, working his inner checklist.
“Well, if you could chop these,” he pointed to a heap of vegetables, “and keep an eye on this,” he indicated the oven, “I should go change.”
“Right, got it, go,” she moved to the counter, picking up the knife. Kurt paused, taking in the image of Quinn as Sophia, with a knife in hand.
“Genius casting,” he muttered to himself before taking his bag and heading out to change. He was straightening up his suit as he came back into the hall to find… his brothers, ‘Bill’ and ‘Mac,’ or until the game would start, Finn and Artie. There was a pause, all of them knowing the story of the Reynolds brothers from their envelopes. Artie wheeled himself just a hint closer to Kurt, away from Finn. “Hey, if you’ll just wait here, I’ll be back,” Kurt told them before returning to the kitchen. Quinn wasn’t alone; the vegetables were in peril.
“Hands!” Quinn tried to shoo off Brittany and Santana, who would sneak off bits of what she’d chopped so far. Her scolding didn’t seem to bother them. Brittany, as none other than Ricky’s girlfriend, had dressed the part, much to the liking of the boys who would be in attendance, as well as the girl at her side. ‘Bella Moore,’ as Ricky’s right hand was both a lady and a quiet agent of trust.
“You two get back there before I run out and have to send someone out for more,” Kurt warded off the two girls, not paying attention to the comment Santana made as they reached the hall.
They found their way back to the hall by the Glee room, where Artie and Finn waited, just as Mike and Puck arrived. Mike, as Wyatt Ames, another of the ‘muscle’ characters, was looking very much the part, but this in no way compared to Puck, their Johnny Stone, who looked like a man in charge… at least, desiring to be more in charge than he currently was. Mike gravitated toward Brittany, something they’d later understand had to do with their characters and how it was his personal job to look out for his boss’ girl.
“So where is Big Brother?” Puck spoke up with an inflection in his voice like he was stretching out into his Johnny persona, testing the waters.
“He’s not here yet,” Santana was the one to answer, and bringing up the subject only served to ground them all in their own personas, not those of their characters.
“I’m going to miss him,” Brittany spoke, and there were quiet agreements all around.
“It’s always been all of us, for a while now,” they turned at the sound of Quinn’s voice as she joined the group; Kurt had dismissed her, once he had things under control. She ended up by Artie’s side, her partner in the game.
“We can’t stay like this tonight,” Finn spoke up. “All sad and everything; it would be right.”
“No, it wouldn’t.” They turned, and there was Matt. There was a burst of hellos, as everyone went up to greet him.
“You look amazing,” Brittany grinned.
“Thanks,” he looked down at himself. “Is everyone here?”
“We’re still missing three, I think,” Artie replied. “Rachel, Tina, and Mercedes. Kurt’s off in the kitchen.” Brittany looked in the room at the table, saw the sign, then looked around and spotted more signs.
“We have our own rooms,” she pointed out. The others looked and, without really deciding one way or the other, they split off and went in their assigned areas. Ricky’s group was nearly complete, save for Mercedes, while Johnny’s group only had half of what it was supposed to, with just Puck, Artie… and Quinn. After everything the two of them had just been through, together and apart, it left nothing but a weighted silence, begging for arrivals. This wish was granted when Rachel turned up, looking almost classy as she got set to play Jules Watts, who took care of a little more than Johnny Stone’s money. She stepped into that room with just that notion in mind.
“Is Tina here yet?” she asked, and got three negatives. “Good, good, that’ll give us time to talk,” she moved up to Puck, who stood from the desk he’d been sitting on.
“Oh, this should be good,” Quinn chuckled.
“What should be good?” They turned, and there stood their last two missing players. Mercedes, as Rachel’s counterpart in Ricky’s crew, Gwen Cobb, had a bit of a similar look, though slightly more business-like. Tina, as Johnny’s wife, had some of the same aspects as Brittany’s costume, only with an added layer of confidence brought by marriage.
“Nothing, it’s fine,” Quinn played like she didn’t know… she didn’t know whether the ‘affair’ between Johnny and Jules was in Mae’s information. “You should go on two doors that way,” she told Mercedes, indicating where her group was.
“Yes, this is Johnny’s house, now,” Puck pointed, and got a fair share of eye rolls for his troubles.
“Fine, see you guys later,” Mercedes moved off to the other room, where ‘waiting for Mercedes’ turned into a session of ‘try and teach Finn how to dance.’ Matt stood on one side of him, Mike on the other, while Santana and Brittany faced the boys, and all together they moved, careful, so he could keep up.
“Do you have a third left foot hidden in there somewhere?” Santana asked him, which got a snort of laughter out of Brittany, then the boys… even Finn. Mercedes didn’t even have time to announce her arrival before Kurt popped his head in.
“Guys? Hey, Mercedes. Guys, if you’ll follow?” he addressed the group, Mercedes, and then the group again. They filed out, saying hello on the way. Matt was the last out, and Mercedes gave him a quick hug, escorting him to the Glee room.
“How are you doing?” she asked him.
“I’m just glad to be here. The house is a mess, boxes everywhere, and my mother’s just losing it,” he shook his head. She tried not to laugh, despite the image he’d put in her head.
As the twelve of them had gathered, Kurt went to speak, but then stopped and looked to Matt. “Well, the floor’s all yours.” Matt looked nervous, but he nodded and everyone looked to him.
“So Johnny’s invited… well, me, and my crew over for dinner, to discuss the family business, then the Johnny group should go in first,” his statement nearly rose into a question as his eyes flicked to the side to check with Kurt; he got a discreet nod. “Okay, so the game starts when you step in the room. We’ll follow in a minute.” With the rules set, Puck, Tina, Rachel, Kurt, Artie, and Quinn walked in, disappearing into their roles. A minute later, Matt, Brittany, Finn, Santana, Mercedes, and Mike followed. The game was officially on.
TO BE CONTINUED (TUESDAY)
* 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]
[Cycle 30]
[610] [611] [612] [613] [614]
[615] [616] [617] [618] [619]
Suggestion Drop Off
Title: "Brothers at Arms: 2. Ante Mortem"
Pairing: None; Kurt & Co, Matt
Rating: G
Summary: Matt is moving away, and Kurt sees no better send off than one last Murder Mystery, all 12 of them.
Spoilers: Season 1