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Summary: After Sunnydale sinks, several of its former residents set up in Lima, Ohio and start attending/teaching at William McKinley High.

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Television > Glee(Past Donor)JoyfulFR15619,32977418,9037 Mar 1020 Aug 10No

Prologue and Chapter One

Title: Once More, With Glee.

Author: Joyful

Disclaimer: I own neither BtVS or Glee. Buffy & Co belong to Joss Whedon and Glee belongs to Ryan Murphy.

Summary: Dawn & co get booted after blowing up a portion of their high school in Cleveland. They relocate to a nearby small town high school.

Notes: There should be a law stopping my muses from giving me new story ideas when I've already got so many open WIPS, and I haven't finished my schoolwork yet. But here I go. This bunny bit me after listening to the Glee soundtrack followed by the Once More With Feeling soundtrack.

The time-line is inaccurate. Technically BtVS ended in 2003, and Glee is in 2009. But, I want the teenagers in school at the same time, so try to to think it through too much.

The arrival of the slayers at McKinley happens somewhere between “Vitamin D” and “Throwdown.”

The songs I quote here are “Early One Morning,” of course and “Smooth” by Santana and Rob Thomas.


*****
Prologue
*****


Things were kind of crazy after Sunnydale fell. The group went to LA to recoup, and Dawn was happy to find her friends Kit and Carlos. They'd managed to escape Sunnydale during the exodus, but Kit's parents were killed on their way out, and Carlos' parents were killed in the LA riots after the sun went dark. So Buffy, Faith, Willow, Xander, Giles and Robin found themselves suddenly in charge of a buss full of teenagers, not counting Andrew and Kennedy.


So Giles had suggested they go to Cleveland, far from the remains of Sunnydale and the instability of LA. There was a Hellmouth there, and with Sunnydale scrunched the one in Cleveland was likely to start percolating. So Giles found access to the Council funds, and purchased what was once a hotel. There was more than enough room for everyone, and it wasn't too expensive. Giles and Robin were trying to get the proper paperwork and permits to turn the place into a school, while Willow located new slayers, witches and other supernaturally-inclined teenagers to fill it with. But in the meantime, the teenagers they currently had were attending a local public school.


And it worked for a little while. But the school was less than a mile from Hellmouth, which in Cleveland was under a bank. So, less than a month into the school year, the local public school was filled with zombie football players. And the principal decided he didn't want these transfers from California in his school after they blew up the science wing.


“Giles, I can't stand it. I don't want my little sister and her friends going to a school that's constantly trying to eat them. I understand why we need to be near the Hellmouth, but I don't want them so close.”


“Well,” Giles said. “There are various private schools nearby, and we can always pay to bus them into another district.”


“I have a plan,” Xander said, hanging up his cell. “Do you guys remember Emma Pillsbury?”


“Wasn't she Larry's stepsister?” Buffy asked. She remembered the girl from Larry's funeral.


“She used to baby-sit us when we were kids,” Willow said.


“Yeah. Well, she's a guidance counselor in a school a couple towns from here. They've had a couple of weird happenings in their school lately, nothing huge, definitely not Sunnydale-scale, but things like the girl's locker being damaged. Emma said there's a hand-shaped dent in one of the lockers.”


“Sounds like a new slayer,” Buffy said. “Maybe more than one.”


“She also told me that the shop teacher just lost a hand in an unfortunate accident with a circular saw, and she says there's an opening. I was thinking, I'd rent a place there, take the job, and enroll some of the kids there. Even if it's just, like, one term, you'll have fewer people to look after while you're trying to get this place up and running, Dawn and the others can spend at least a semester on a school that isn't perpetually trying to kill them. And maybe we find a new slayer or a new witch or two.”


“You know, that's a pretty good idea, Xander,” Buffy grinned, and the other “senior Scoobies” agreed with her.


“I've been known to have one, every decade or two,” Xander grinned, winking with his good eye. In the end it was decided that Xander would take the “over-fifteens” with him, and the younger kids, like Jordy Osbourne and about half of the new slayers, would stay in Cleveland with Buffy and Giles, since the middle school and junior high were much further from the Hellmouth. They started making arrangements, and by the weekend they had rented a house, and moved the older teenagers there. With Willow so busy helping Buffy and Giles, Kennedy decided to go with Xander to help the other slayers with their training. With the Watcher shortage, Kennedy had been upgraded to part-time watcher, since she'd been with her watcher for more than ten years. And the drive between Lima and Cleveland wasn't bad.



*****
Chapter 1
*****


Carlos got out of the car and stretched. He, Kit, Dawn, Vi and Rona had gone together in the car that Giles and Buffy had bought Dawn over the summer, to make up for missing her last three birthdays due to apocalypses. Xander had driven his own car, and Caridad, Shannon, Chao-Ahn and Mary had ridden in with him. Carlos looked over 'his girls.' Dawn was wearing black leather pants, black high-heeled boots and a t-shirt which proudly proclaimed she'd been sorted into Slytherin. She had a matching green headband holding back her long, wavy brown hair. Kit was wearing a black and gray dress over fishnet stockings and black boots. Vi had followed Dawn's lead today, though her leather pants were a rich brown that matched her shoes, and she wore a blue peasant top and had a matching blue silk scarf in her hair. Rona was wearing blue jeans and a plain pink cotton shirt, but Carlos had to admit she filled them out in all the right places.


A bus backfired as it pulled away from the school and Kit let out a shriek as she fell to the ground, her hands over her head reflexively, and Dawn reacted the same way, dropping to the ground in response to the noise. Carlos jumped, and the two slayers were instantly on alert.


“Hey, hey, querida,” Carlos said, putting his hand on Kit's arm, “It was just a bus.”


“I thought,” Kit said, gasping for breath, “LA...” she felt like there was no air in her lungs. Her hands were shaking.


“It's okay, Kit,” Dawn said, her hand on Kit's other arm. “No guns, no demons. It's just an old bus with indigestion."


“Is everyone staring at me?” Kit asked, nervously.


“Just a few, but it's no big deal,” Vi said. “Of course they're going to stare at us. We're smokin' hot.”


Kit giggled a little, and the others could see her panic attack was wearing down. A man, presumably a teacher, was making his way over to them.


“Excuse me, are you okay?”


“Yes sir,” Dawn said, standing up. She and Carlos helped Kit up. “We were just startled when the bus backfired.”


“Are you the new students starting today?” the man asked.


“Some of them,” Vi said. “There's four more coming with our guardian. He's the new shop teacher.”


“Yes, Em—Miss Pillsbury mentioned something about that. I'm Mr. Schuester, the Spanish teacher. Most of the kids call me Mr. Schue. Why don't I show you to the office?”


“Thanks Mr. Shue,” Rona said. “You okay, Snow White?” she asked Kit.


“I'm good,” Kit said, smiling at Rona's nickname for her. They all grabbed their bags and followed Mr. Schue to the office. They bumped into the other four slayers there, picked up their schedules & locker combinations and went off to class.



*****


“Have you heard?” Kurt Hummel asked his BFF Mercedes.


“Have I heard what?” Mercedes asked, double checking her make-up in her locker mirror.


“There are nine new students today, and eight of them are girls,” Kurt said. “They're all, like, refugees from that town in California that sunk into the ground.” He was eager to spread the gossip.


“Think any of them can sing?” Mercedes asked. “If more people joined glee, maybe the jocks and cheerios would quit.”


“Well, Santana and Quinn are pretty wretched, but Brittany isn't so bad. And Puck can be an ass, but Mike and Matt are tolerable,” Kurt said.


“And we need Finn,” Mercedes said. “That boy can really sing.”


“Hey, have you seen the new shop teacher?” Brittany asked as she walked over to them.


“There's a new shop teacher?” Kurt asked. It wasn't an elective he ever signed up for.


“Yeah. He looks like a pirate. He has an eye patch,” Brittany said.


“Are we talking about the new people?” Santana asked, sidling up next to Brittany.


“Yeah. You know anything about them?” Mercedes asked.


“I know that they had a totally freakout in the parking lot this morning. The freaky goth chick fell down and covered her head like a baby, 'cause of a loud noise,” Santana said. Without any warning, Santana found herself pinned against a locker by a pretty brunette with a silk scarf around her neck.


“Don't you ever say anything like at again,” The girl hissed, her face inches from Santana's, her forearm holding Santana against the lockers. “You have no idea what Kit has gone through. Maybe if you'd been in LA during the Midnight Riots, you'd understand why somebody might freak at something that sounded like a damn gunshot. But a perfect little cheerleader like you wouldn't know a damn thing about pain, would you?”


“Shannon,” a tall redhead in leather pants said, putting her hand on the brunette's shoulder. “Chill. They don't know us, and Kennedy'll make us do double drills if we get in trouble on the first day.”


Shannon looked at Vi and sighed, releasing Santana and stepping back. Grumbling, Shannon walked away.


“Hi,” the perky redhead said. “I'm Vi, we're new here,” she held her hand out to Santana.


“Whatever,” Santana said, slipping out sideways an walking away.


“I'm Brittany,” the blonde cheerleader said, shaking Vi's hand.


“Nice to meet you,” she said, then turned to the other two.


“I'm Mercedes, and this is Kurt. Your friend's a little scary.”


“We can all be a little jumpy sometimes,” Vi said. “So, are we the topic of all the gossip yet?”


“Yeah,” Kurt said. “Not much happens in a one-Starbucks town like Lima.”


“Is there anything fun to do around here?” Vi asked.


“Well, there's glee club,” Mercedes said, “And sports and stuff.”


“Ooh, cool,” Vi said. She tried to continue a friendly conversation with the three people in front of her, to try and dissipate Shannon's outburst, and also because making new friends was supposed to be a good thing, or so she had heard.



*****



Emma Pillsbury was pouring herself a cup of coffee in the teacher's lounge when she heard he name called from behind her. She turned, happily to see a man who resembled the boy she used to baby-sit, was all grown up, and battle-scarred.


“Xander!” Emma said. “It's good to see you.”


Xander walked over and pulled Emma into a hug. He felt her flinch a little, and remembered that Emma was always a little OCD.


“What happened to your eye?” she asked.


“Evil preacher stuck his thumb in it,” Xander said. “So, this is where you settled, huh? The anti-Sunnydale?”


“Yep. Absolutely no teachers have ever been eaten, and nobody's ever been turned into their Halloween costume.”


“Sounds wonderfully boring,” Xander said.


“Yep. Have you seen your classroom yet?”


“Yeah, I came in yesterday to check it out, when nobody was here. I have my first class in about half an hour.”


Will Schuester approached the man who was talking animatedly with Emma hesitantly. He felt a little tug of jealousy in his heart, and he wasn't sure why. He never felt this way when he saw Emma with Ken. Of course, when Emma was with Ken, her smiles never looked as genuine as they did right now.


“Hi Emma, who's your friend?”


“Will Schuester, meet Xander Harris. He's going to be the new shop teacher.”


“Nice to meet you,” Will said.


“You too. Em's told me a lot about you,” Xander said.


“Do you know each other?” Will asked.


“Yeah, I used to baby-sit for him. He was friends with my little brother.”


“If by friends you mean he beat me up every day from kindergarten until the eleventh grade, then yes, we were friends,” Xander said.


“Xander, you know Larry only beat you up because he liked you,” Emma said.


“I know,” Xander said. He looked at Will, who looked confused. “Larry was gay, but he was also the star football player.”


“Oh. I didn't know you had a brother,” Will said.


“He died,” Emma said.


“Oh,” Will said, feeling a little awkward.


“Anyway, I am off,” Xander said, kissing Emma on the cheek. “I must teach teenaged boys how to saw wood, hammer nails and fix a carburetor.”


As Xander exited the lounge, Ken Tanaka entered, irritated that another man was kissing his Emma. It was bad enough he had to deal with Emma's weird fixation on Will. Now there was another guy around too?


“Who was that?” Ken asked, trying to mask his irritation.


“Xander Harris, the new teacher,” Emma said. “Remember? I told you I got an old friend of mine a job here?”


“Yeah, I just thought it was a chick,” Ken said, still visibly irritated.


“I've got a class,” Will said, not wanting to get involved in a lovers' spat. Ken Tanaka was a good friend, but he was still surprised that Emma had agreed to marry him. They didn't really seem a good fit to him, but she must see something in him, so he wasn't going to get in the way. Besides, he was married to a wonderful woman who was having his baby.



*****


“Glee club? Seriously?” Mary asked the other girls at lunch.


“I think it sounds like fun,” Dawn said, “I like singing. Besides, you know Giles told us to join extracurriculars to try and ferret out the slayers and witches and stuff.”


“Yeah,” Mary was a tall girl with corn-silk blonde hair and light blue eyes, and the figure of a viking princess. “I just don't like singing.”


“I'm joining art club,” Kit said. “You could join that with me.”


“Okay,” Mary said.


“I try out for cheerleader,” Caridad said. “It look like fun.”


“I'm not trying out for anything,” Rona said. “It's the first day.” Chao-Ahn nodded in agreement, having followed about a third of the conversation. Dawn translated the rest as best as she could into Cantonese, and Chao-Ahn seemed to understand.


“Now we've got to get Carlos to try out for glee club,” Dawn said with an evil glint in her eye.


“No way,” Carlos said. “No, no, no.”



*****



Girls weren't fair, Carlos decided. There was something horribly wrong here. Carlos Trejo was a tough guy, and tough guys didn't join the glee club. He started muttering to himself in Spanish.


“I'll not have language like that,” Mr. Schue said, walking in.


“Lo siento,” Carlos said. “Sorry. Didn't expect you to understand me. This is Ohio after all.”


“Yes, well, I am the Spanish teacher. Are you here for glee club?” Will asked.


“They are,” Carlos said, pointing to Dawn, Vi and Shannon.


“Oh, come on, Carlos, we know you can sing,” Vi said.


“Fine,” Carlos said.


“Yay!” Dawn, Vi and Shannon all said together, grabbing Carlos in a group hug.


The glee club was watching the four new arrivals with hesitant scrutiny. The tall girl with the scarf around her neck had pushed Santana against a locker earlier, and was now giggling and joking around with her friends like she hadn't been a total freak earlier.


“How does one guy get to hang out with so many hot chicks?” a mohawked boy whispered to the boys around him.


“So, you guys want to join the glee club?” Mr. Schue asked. “Let's hear you sing.”


Being once engaged to Sweet, Demon Lord of the Dance, Dawn knew how to sing. She looked at Shannon and Vi, and they both nodded. They knew what song to sing.


“Early one morning, just as the sun was rising,
I heard a maid sing in the valley below:
"Oh don't deceive me, Oh never leave me,
How could you use a poor maiden so?

"Remember the vows that you made to me truly;
Remember how tenderly you nestled close to me.
Gay is the garland, fresh are the roses
I've culled from the garden to bind over thee.

"Here I now wander alone as I wonder
Why did you leave me to sigh and complain?
I ask of the roses, why should I be forsaken?
Why must I here in sorrow remain?

"Through yonder grove, by the spring that is running,
There you and I have so merrily played,
Kissing and courting and gently sporting,
Oh, my innocent heart you've betrayed!

"How could you slight so a pretty girl who loves you,
A pretty girl who loves you so dearly and warm?
Though love's folly is surely but a fancy,
Still it should prove to me sweeter than your scorn.

"Soon you will meet with another pretty maiden,
Some pretty maiden, you'll court her for a while;
Thus ever ranging, turning and changing,
Always seeking for a girl that is new."

Thus sang the maiden, her sorrows bewailing;
Thus sang the poor maid in the valley below:
"Oh don't deceive me, Oh never leave me,
How could you use a poor maiden so?"”


Will looked at his glee kids, who were all looking quite impressed. These girls were pretty decent singers, even if the song they were singing was a little old-fashioned.


“How about you?” Will asked Carlos.


Carlos took a breath, and started singing. Almost immediately the boy in the wheelchair recognized the song ans started playing it on guitar.

“Man it’s a hot one
Like seven inches from the midday sun
I hear you whisper & the words melt everyone
But you stay so cool
My munequita, my Spanish Harlem Mona Lisa
Your my reason for reason
The step in my groove

And if you say this life ain’t good enough
I would give my world to lift you up
I could change my life to better suit your mood
Cause you’re so smooth

And just like the ocean under the moon
Well that’s the same emotion that I get from you
You got the kind of lovin' that can be so smooth
Gimme your heart, make it real
Or else forget about it

I’ll tell you one thing
If you would leave it would be a crying shame
In every breath and every word I hear your name calling me out
Out from the barrio, you hear my rhythm from your radio
You feel the turning of the world so soft and slow
Turning you round and round.”


“Told you he could sing,” Vi said.


“Looks like the glee club has four new members,” Will said. “I'm going to go grab the new sheet music from the office, and leave you all to get to know each other.”


“I'm sorry I shoved you against the lockers earlier,” Shannon apologized to Santana. “I can get a little touchy. You don't know us from Adam, and I can't expect everyone to understand our sitch straight-up, so, I'm sorry for flipping out.”


“It's okay,” Santana said. She'd probably never trust the girl, but Sue had given her explicit instructions to destroy glee club. Of course, that was before she realized she actually enjoyed it.


The newly expanded glee club spent some time getting to know each other before Will returned with the sheet music and they had practice. Eventually practice ended, and it was time for everyone to go home.


*End Chapter 1*



So, good start? Bad start? There's more to come, as soon as I can sort out the plotlines in my head.

Who do you think should be the local Lima slayer(s)? Should there be more than one witch? A seer? Every town has its oddballs.
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