Fanfiction: Happy Days

Author notes: Mostly Rachel, background Kurt. Imagined scenes from Grilled Cheesus and Duets. I don't own Glee!

Grilled Cheesus

The door opened, but Rachel ignored it, rehearsing at the piano. "The moon is twice as lonely and the stars are half as bright…" Rachel's Papa put his suitcase and coat away, as she finished practicing the song. "Papa how I miss you kissing me good night."

"What's this?" her Papa asked. "Is something wrong?"

Rachel looked up from her practice. "Kurt's dad, he's in the hospital. He's in a coma, we don't know if or when he'll wake up. I don't know what else to do, but I thought I could sing for him." Papa stepped closer and opened his arms, and Rachel stood up to complete the hug.

"That's a good song. I'm sure he'll appreciate it."

"Thank you, Papa. I just can't imagine…"

Duets

Rachel opened the door and put her backpack and jacket away. "How was Glee this afternoon?" her Papa asked.

"Oh, it was wonderful! Kurt sang Le Jazz Hot, it was amazing!" Rachel answered.

"Wait, I thought you were doing Duets this week? Wasn't that why you and Finn were practicing together?" Dad spoke up.

"Oh, Kurt did this on his own, he sang both parts. He was going to partner with Sam, but Finn talked him out of it."

"Why would Finn do that?" Papa asked.

"Well…" Rachel hesitated. "We need Sam to stay in Glee, so we can win Nationals. If he sings a duet with Kurt, the whole school will turn on them."

Papa and Dad looked at each other. "Because they'll think he's gay?" Rachel nodded slowly. Dad continued, "And the jocks would bully Sam for being gay?" Rachel nodded. Papa and Dad sat down next to her.

"Rachel, how many gay kids are out at McKinley?"

"Just Kurt."

Papa asked "Do the jocks bully Kurt?"

"I… I don't know. I've never noticed."

Dad took a different approach. "How is Kurt's father doing?"

"He's better. He woke up, Kurt's taking care of him at home now."

"Kurt's taking care of him." Papa repeated. Rachel looked at him. "How do you think Kurt's feeling right now?"

Rachel thought about it. "Sad. Scared. Lonely."

"And Glee left him to sing a solo? Instead of a duet?" Dad followed up.

Rachel thought some more. "I could sing a duet with him. I'll talk to him tomorrow."

"That's our girl."

A/N

First fanfiction in a long time. I've revised it once already.