Disclaimer: I own nothing to do with Glee or AtS. Neither is my toy box and I'm merely playing.
A/N: Written for the tthdrabble challenge: 102: Give Me the Microphone
Lorne sat back as he watched the group of kids squabble over who got to sing to him first. He might have known that telling New Directions of his abilities when it came to hearing a song would spring an impromptu performance. He might have realized that more than one of them didn’t know how to share.
What had their parents taught them?
He glanced at the blonde girl who hadn’t joined in the protesting.
She smiled, “You’re pretty. I like your horns.”
Lorne’s eyebrows shot up. The girl smiled, tossed her hair then announced, “Group number!”