Falling (A Sam Evans Fan Fiction)

Extraordinary Merry Christmas

CHAPTER 3: Extraordinary Glee Christmas
(SEASON 3 EPISODE 9)

{ALL I WANT FOR CHRISTMAS-SUNG BY MERCEDES JONES & NEW DIRECTIONS}

Throughout the song, Haley and Quinn sat wrapping gifts. At one point Haley went up to hang with Sam, wrapping tinsel around him and teasing him while she walked back to help Quinn with gift wrapping.
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"Hey, everybody, listen up. My man, Rory Flanagan here, wants to say a few." Finn announced.

"Thanks, Finn Hudson. So guys, my mummy was going to come visit for the holidays, but plane tickets are expensive, so it's my first Christmas without my family. I'd like to cheer myself up by dedicating this song to them...And the King." Rory said.

"Jesus?" Kurt questioned, confused, as Blaine shook his head.

{BLUE CHRISTMAS-SUNG BY RORY FLANAGAN}

"Gosh, that song was depressing. I may actually be dead right now." Santana spoke up, causing Haley and Quinn to send her pointed looks.

"I-I think, what Santana means is, although that...That was mournfully beautiful, now that the whole glee club is back together, I think that we should focus on the more joyous and the pageant aspect of this holiday season." Rachel reformulated Santana's comment.

"Rachel's right." Agreed Tina. "Last Christmas was super sad. Kurt was at another school, Coach Sylvester trashed everything, and Artie got a pair of magic legs that broke the next day. We were the island of misfit toys. This year is going to be..."

"This year, it's a whole new sprig of mistletoe." Mr. Schue interjected. Guess who's not getting coal in their stockings for once. Us. Rory have a seat. I just got off the phone with Don Borowski, the local station manager at Lima's PBS affiliate. Turns out their annual broadcast of the Yule long burning has been canceled."

"The hell?" Puck asked.

"Yeah, they can't afford the licensing fees anymore. But thank you, Scrooges who own that copyright, because Don came to Sectionals, he loved what we did and he is offering us..."

"A Christmas special featuring all of us? Okay, please say you said yes." Rachel asked.

"Not only did I say yes, but when Don said that they were looking for a director for the special, I nominated you, Artie."

"Me?"

"Yeah. He saw West Side Story, loved your work, and he wants to take a meeting."

"But I...I swore I would never sell out and do television. I'm really going to have to think about this, Mr. Schue."
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{RIVER-SUNG BY RACHEL BERRY}

After Rachel performed, everyone clapped. Although Rachel seemed extremely content and proud of her performance, Artie seemed to think the contrary.

"Rachel, could come see me?" He asked.

"Yes, Artie, of course. And if this about my ears, I know that they're a little naked right now, but that's because I'm waiting for something special. Something that's really gonna sparkle and, you know, catch the light. So what's up?" She asked.

"It's not about your ears, it's about your song. It makes me want to kill myself." Artie explained."

Haley couldn't help but giggle, making Sam watch her fondly. He then whacked her playfully, getting her to stop. In return, she whacked him back.

"I'm sorry, Joni Mitchell is not depressing, she's emotional." Rachel said.

"It doesn't fit my vision for our Christmas spectacular."

"And what is that exactly?" Sam asked.

"We begin in the Swiss Alps, in the village of Gstaad, in the perfectly-appointed living room of Kurt Hummel and Blaine Anderson's chic swank chalet. The tree towering and opulent. The fireplace draped in garlands. The stockings bejeweled. Kurt and Blaine, the perfect hosts have invited their friends to drop in for an evening of Noel Coward-esque banter and fun, happy, cheer filled songs." Artie explained laying the whole idea out.