Shawn's Outfit:
Shawn's POV:
"Today's assignment is to make fondue. Yes fondue." Ms. DiCaprio said as we sit in cooking class. "I want it to be perfect. I want foods to dip in it. Everything." She drags the word 'everything'. "You have half and hour. GO!" She yelled.
Once again, everyone started freaking out. It's not that hard though. I decided to cook my steak first because that will take the longest. I put some paprika, cayenne pepper, garlic and onion powder, lemon pepper, parsley, basil and oregano seasonings. I put the steak in the pan and place a few whole garlics in there too. I begin to work on the fondue. I grab a fondue pot. I grab a regular bowl. In that bowl, I mix together corn starch, a dash of dry white wine and lemon juice until it's well combined. I rub the inside of my fondue pan with a garlic clove. I pour some more dry white wine and bring that to a simmer. I pour in the cornstarch mixture and mix it well. I add in my Swiss cheese little by little and mix it till melted. I throw in a spoonful of kirsch and mix that in.
"Finally." I sigh out. I gotta work fast though. Your supposed to serve the cheese immediately. I take the steak off the pan and cut it fast. I get some broccoli, mini bread and carrots. "Finished." I tell Ms. DiCaprio. She comes over to me.
"Hmm." She says suspiciously before taking a piece of steak and dipping it in the fondue. Once again, I cannot read her face. "You like full house?" She asked me. I furrow my eyebrows.
"Yeah. I love the show. It's cool, funny and I can rela-" She cuts me off.
"I didn't ask why you like it. I just asked if you like it or not?" She said sternly causing my eyes to go wide. "Anyways, this is... amazing. Like this is the best fondue and steak I have ever had." She with a slight attitude. "I'm taking this home. Good job Hudson." Ms. DiCaprio takes the fondue pot and the carrots, broccoli, steak and mini bread.
"Nice job Shawn." The kid next to me says.
"Thanks, but what is your name?" I asked.
"I'm Caleb." He tells me. I nod. "You wanna come to a party tomorrow night? It's gonna be fun."
"Sure." I smile. Wow. Already getting invited to parties and I don't even officially go here yet.
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Santana's POV:
Me, Sam, Dani, Elliot and Rachel were in the living room talking about random things when the door slides open.
"Oh good." Kurt says as he comes in the door. He puts his bag down. "We're all here." He walks over to us. "Thank you, Team Pamela Lansbury, for assembling on such short notice."
"Okay, well, I rescheduled my dialect session, so what's up with this emergency text?" Rachel asked.
"Yeah, I had to reschedule my new model agency on my first day." Sam tells us.
"What's up is I just booked our bands debut gig!" Kurt says happily and I smile.
"Amazing." Elliot says happy. "Where? When?"
"This Thursday, 7:30 pm, at the Greenwich Village hot-spot, Callbacks." Kurt announces.
"Ooh, NYADA's premier piano bar." Rachel cheers.
"Hold on, is that a Broadway hangout?" Dani asked confused.
"Well, traditionally, but I talked to the manager, and he says that Thursday's are kind of their dead night. So we can go and do whatever we want." He states and I shake my head.
"No, we cannot debut there. That is instant career suicide." I stated.
"Yeah Kurt, look, not to overstep, but I-I follow a lot of bands just starting out, and it's kind of all about the launch." Elliot starts to explain. "You know, getting music critics out to see you, and that's a lot easier with the right venue."
"He's right dude, you need to start out in a small place first. Like the park or an outdoor concert." Sam suggested.
"Oh come on, Callbacks is a real funky place." Kurt snaps his fingers. "You know, they've got tons of history." He drags out the word 'history'.
"Yeah but I can't think of a single band that started out there." Elliot states. "I mean, it's not like The Bitter End or the Mercury Lounge or..." Elliot trails off.
"Yeah, and if people associate that place with show tunes, nobody's gonna come out for..." Dani starts to trail off.
"Our covers of Madonna's greatest hits? I disagree Dani." Kurt says with slight attitude.
"Oh, so we're back to the whole Madonna thing?" Elliot asked.
"Yes, it was my first impulse." Kurt said. "Okay, look guys, I know it's untraditional, but you have to trust me. I was there at Callbacks. I saw it all, a vision of perfect clarity." He starts to do hand gestures. Oh great. "Every seat was occupied. A quiet hush fell over the expectant crowd as Pamela Lansbury made their way to the stage and opening notes of Madonna's 1985 seminal hit 'Into the Groove' begin." Kurt finished, his voice getting lighter with each word he says. I begin to imagine what he just said.
"Oh, it's my fiancé." Kurt says pulling out his phone. "Talk amongst yourselves. Hello?" He answers the call.
Just then the door slides open.
"Hey guys." Shawn says putting her bag down.
"Hey bubbs." I reply. "How was class?"
"Amazing." She states and sits next to Elliot. "My teacher, Ms. DiCaprio, no relation to Leo." She tells us. "She had us make fondue and she said mines was amazing and I heard from a kid that she is usually never has anything nice to say about a students dish." Shawn Sid excitedly. I smile. "That's good right?"
"That's incredible actually." Dani tells her. "That means your food is great. Which it's is. Thanks for breakfast by the way."
"No problem." She said with a smile.
"Oh my god those chocolate pancakes were delicious." Elliot licks his lips. "Your sure they were from scratch?" He asked.
"Yeah, mostly everything I make is from scratch." She tells him.
"And those Belgian waffles." Sam licks his fat lips. "They were delicious."
"And those creamy eggs." Rachel adds. "What was it in?"
"I put sour cream." Shawn tells us.
"Wtf. She is magic." Rachel says amazed. Shawn chuckles.
"And those bacon bowls. Oh my god." I say, remembering those bacon bowls she made.
"I filled mine up with bacon. Bacon in a bacon bowl! What is better than that?" Sam says amazed.
"Well I'm glad you guys like my food." Shawn replies. Just then there is a knock on the door. "I'll get it." Shawn walks over to the door.
"Are your Shawn Hudson?" Some girl asked.
"Yeah." She replied.
"Sign here." The girl tells her. Shawn takes the pen and signs wher
"Oh it must be my package." She says smiling. What package?
"Here you go." The girl hands her a box then leaves. Shawn sits back down next to Elliot.
"What is it?" Rachel asked.
"It's a light saber." She says. I furrow my eyebrows.
"Why would you buy that?" I asked.
"You know. I love Star Wars and the light saber is cool so I had to buy it." She says and opens the box. She pulls out blue light saber and opens it to its full length. She turns it on.
"Wow. Cool." Sam says amazed.
"It comes with two. Here." She takes out a red one and hands it to Sam.
"Nice!! Light Saber war?" Sam asked.
"Definitely." Shawn replies and she and Sam get up and run to their room while fighting with the light sabers.
"They are so immature." Rachel says laughing.
"It's cool though." Dani added.
"Yeah. Their like little babies." Elliot says.
"Yeah. It's cute." I state. It's what I like most about Shawn. She likes to be herself.
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Santana's POV:
We were at the gig but literally no one was here. Only some old man. Me and Dani look at each other and sigh. Rachel and Kurt walk in.
"One person?" Kurt asked with his jaw dropped and eyes wide.
"And he think Angela Lansbury's performing." Rachel tells him sighing
"I tell you stop coming back here!!" We hear a loud voice yell. It was a man with a Italian accent. We turn around and see a man taking Shawn out of the kitchen.
"I was thirsty!!" Shawn defends herself.
"You trash my kitchen. Drinks all over floor!!!" He yells.
"That wasn't me." Shawn lies.
"You only one in there!!" He yells. Then he turns to Kurt. "Kurt, you keep your sister under control! She no allowed back here!!" The guy yells.
"Wait what?" Shawn asked baffled. "Your full of crap man!!"
"I told you so." I tell him. I drag Shawn by her sweater and me, her, Dani, Sam and Elliot leave the bar.
"He didn't even let me finish my drink." Shawn says sadly.
"And it's a good thing he didn't." Sam replied. "Your never the same drunk, always a different one. And I was not dealing with a sad or angry drunk Shawn."
"Oh but there like the best ones." Shawn says as we walk down the street.
"No. There not." I tell her and continue to drag her to the train station.
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Shawn's POV:
I just got to the party and holy shit. It's amazing. People dancing everywhere, making out, doing body shots, beer pong. I think I'm gonna like it here.
"Hey! You made it!" I look behind me to see Caleb.
"Yeah. This looks awesome!!" I yell excitedly.
"Perks of being in college!!" He yells. "Come get a drink."
"Okay." I shrug and we walk to the kitchen.
30 Minutes Later:
"Chug, chug, chug, chug!!!" People around me chant as I drink a mixture of drinks. I finish it, throw the cup on the floor and crush it.
"It taste like sex!! Sex!!" I yell, drunk as yell.
"Yeah!!" Everyone around me yells.
"You are the life of the party!!" Caleb slurs.
"This is amazing. I can't wait to come here!!" I slur as well. I stumble to the kitchen to go make a drink. I decided to make my favorite one. It's called jungle juice.
It contains Hawaiian Punch, sprite, vodka, any kind of candy, and popsicles.
I am currently adding in the last ingredient, candy, when I hear a voice.
"Hey." I turn around and there is a girl. She has blue eyes, curly brown hair, she had golden brown skin, cute dimples and a beautiful smile. She looked drunk too
"Hi." I slur and take a sip of my drink. She stands next to me.
"You go here?" She slurred, sipping her drink.
"Not yet. You?" I asked, my eyes half closed.
"Yeah. It's my first year." She replies. After a couple minutes of silence, I decided to just cut to the chase.
"Do you want to have sex?" I slur. "Cause I'm not gonna remember anything in the morning so."
"What the heck." She shrugs and grabs my hand. We make our way upstairs.
The next morning:
I wake up with a massive hangover.
"Fuck." I groan rubbing my head.
"Morning." I look to my side and see a girl to my side. And she was naked. My eyes widen and I look down at myself. I am naked too. I notice I had a condom on. "I know you have a penis and I have to admit, it's kinda hot." She tells me and I laugh but groan from my headache. "It surprises me how you managed to get a condom on."She tells me.
"I guess drunk me remembered to be safe." I state. "How old are you?" I asked.
"I'm eighteen. How old are you?" She asked.
"I'm 17." My eyes widen.
"I won't tell if you wont." She says and I nod. "What's your name?"
"I'm Shawn." I tell her.
"Im Phylicia." She tells me.
"Nice to meet you. But I got to get home." I say to her, putting on my underwear that was on the bed. I put my underwear on while laying down. I stand up and put on my sports bra.
"Nice to meet you too. Get home safe." She tells me. I put on the rest of my clothes.
"Thanks. Bye." I reply and run out the room.
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Santana's POV:
Everyone is sitting in either the living room or the kitchen. Shawn wasn't here for some odd reason.
"Where's Shawn?" Rachel asked puzzled.
"I don't know. She wasn't asleep on her bed when I woke up." Sam tells us. Just then the door opens. Shawn comes in. She looks like a hangover.
"Where the hell were you?" Dani asked confused.
"I don't really remember. I remember going to a college party, drinking a lot and the next thing I know, I'm in bed next to a cute girl." Shawn states. "Oh I like the new hair color Dani." She points at Dani's newly dyed blue hair.
"Thanks Shawn." Dani says with a smile.
She slept with someone else?? Wtf!!!
"You went to a college party??!!" Kurt yelled as she went to sit down at the table.
"Please don't yell. My head is killing me." She groans.
"They could get arrested for having a minor at their party!!" Kurt scolds her.
"Cry me a fucking river Kurt. Nobody's gonna know. I didn't tell them my age." Shawn states throwing her head back. "I did tell that girl I slept with my age though. She said she won't tell anyone."
"What if she's lying?" Kurt asked.
"Think about what you just said." Shawn started. "Why would SHE tell someone when she is in risk of getting arrested?" Shawn asked Kurt like he was stupid.
"Point taken." Kurt says through gritted teeth.
"I'm going to take a nap." Shawn gets up and walks to her room.
I can't believe she slept with someone else. Wait what am I saying? We aren't together. Plus I have a girlfriend. Why am I mad though?
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Shawn's POV:
Its been a couple of hours since I woke up from my nap. Me, Santana, Sam and Elliot were sitting on the couch because Kurt wanted to talk to us. Dani wasn't here because she went to go visit some of her friends.
"Look, I know we don't know what Kurt called this meeting." Rachel said and walked over to us. "It's probably to retire the band, but we can't rub it in and say I told you so." Rachel sits next to me. Now I was in the middle of her and Santana. "That would be devastating."
"I still don't know why I'm here cause I wasn't even in the band." I asked and threw my head back. Just then I felt someone poke my neck, causing me to jump. I turn my head and see Santana smirking. "What'd you do that for?" I asked rubbing my neck.
"I was bored." She shrugs. I roll my eyes.
"Well, I wouldn't do that, and I'm not gonna let Kurt disband Pamela Lansbury." Elliot says. "Look, I might not agree with all of his decisions, but he is our leader and he's an artist, and artist show be allowed to fail." Just then the door slides open.
"Who says we failed?" Kurt walks in with a pink box in his hand. "Cronuts, anyone?" He waves around the box. He walks over to us and puts the box on the coffee table.
"Hi." Rachel greets him. "Oh this? No big deal." He gestures to the box. Santana and Rachel sit up. "Just a little torn from the booking agency of the Williamsburg Music Hall, which is the location of our second gig!" He cheers.
"What? Are you serious?" Rachel asked happily while laughing.
"How?" Elliot asked.
"Okay, true, we only had two audience members at our last show, and one of them was busy destroying the kitchen," Kurt throws shade at me.
"Really who?" I say with a smile and pretend to be clueless.
"I think it's you." Sam says and I throw a pillow at him.
Kurt scoffs. I smirk to myself. Then he starts speaking again. "Anyways, our other audience member, was the right audience member, because not only was he a devoted Angela Lansbury fan, but he also liked who he saw, made a secret bootleg and passed it along his nephew, who works at..." Kurt states and trails off.
"The Williamsburg Music Hall." Elliot and Kurt say at the same time.
"Which also just happens to be..." Elliot continues.
"One of the hottest venues in Brooklyn." Santana finishes for them. "Good work, fearless leader."
That is amazing Kurt!! This is gonna be awesome!!" Sam yells excited.
"Well, it wasn't just me. It was also a lot of luck and-and you guys." He points at us. "Because you know, whether Pamela Lansbury implodes or explodes, I really have to thank you guys for sticking by me." He finishes.
"This is a cute moment and all, but I'd still like to know why the hell you called me here." I asked.
"Well, we like spending time with you." Kurt shrugs.
"Aww. Your too kind." I dramatically say and everyone giggles.
There is a knock on the door. I turn to the door and see a delivery man with a big package in his hand.
"Uh, package for Kurt Hummel." The guy says. Kurt goes over and signs a paper. The guy leaves and Kurt picks the big box up.
"Oh, it's from Blaine. He sends a gift to say sorry for missing the performance the other night." Kurt puts the box on the table.
"That's so nice!" Rachel cheered as we all stand up and stand over the box. Kurt opens it and we look inside.
"Okay, that is creepy as hell." Santana says as we all look inside.
"Cool puppets." I say as I pull one out. It looked like Santana for some odd reason.
"Hey. This looks like you." I show Santana the puppet.
"And that is disturbing." She says weirded out.
"Oh this one looks like me." Sam picks up one that looks like him. "Hey!! My lips are not this big!!" Sam yells, angry at how big the puppets lips are. We all laugh.
"Yes it is trouts." Santana says laughing.
"Is there one for each of us?" Rachel asked still looking in. We all look at each other.
"I guess so." I say shrugging and stsrt annoying Santana with the puppet.
"Leave me alone Shawn." She said as I put the puppet in her face.
"I just wanna play." I mimicked Santana's voice while moving the puppets mouth. She rolls her eyes with a smile.
(Shawn and Sam are with Elliot, Kurt, Rachel and Santana. Shawn's puppet is yellow, has blond curls, converse, jeans and a shirt)
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Santana's POV:
"You slept with someone?" I asked Shawn as we were in the kitchen.
"Yeah. Why?" She kissed puzzled.
"I don't want another Angel situation for you." I tell her.
"She's not gonna tell anyone. She said she liked it actually." She tells me and I start to get mad.
"Oh does she?" I say with a fake smile and voice.
"Uh yea. But I'm not gonna date her. I'm not dating anyone for a while. I need a break from dating." She tells me. I nod.
"Good. Because I don't want to see you hurt again." I tell her.
"Thanks Santana." She replied.
"You wanna help me make some cookies from scratch?" She asked me. I hesitated when answering because every time we cook together alone, it always ends up turning sexual and we always end up having sex.
"Sure." I reply. Let's hope nothing happens.
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So nothing actually did happen. Thank god. We just made the cookies while laughing, talking and just hanging out.
This episode was weird as hell.😭