Disclaimer: I don't own Glee. Or AVPM. Hah. That just gave it all away!

A/N: WARNING: Crack!fic. This is a Glee/AVPM crossover of sorts. So if you haven't seen that, this won't be nearly as funny. Well, it might be. I don't know how some of you twisted people think. Well, I kinda do because I'm a twisted person, but that's a whole other story. ANYWAY, crack-ness will commence in 5…4…3…2…1! Now's when you go read it. Or not. Whatever you'd like. Reading would be nice. Reviewing would be nice-er. I'm sorry. I'm wasting your time. Just read the fucking story.

Finn, Puck and Rachel were sitting in the choir room when an impeccably dressed boy stormed in.

"Puck! You were supposed to take me to Macy's to buy that first day of school outfit like your mom told you to!"

"Who's this?" Finn asked, looking at the boy he'd never seen before.

Puckerman shrugged before gesturing to the boy.

"Oh, this is my stupid dumb little gay friend, Kurt. Kurt, this is Finn. Hudson."

"You're Finn Hudson! You're the star quarterback!" Kurt's eyes lit up.

"Yeah, and you're Kurt." Finn awkwardly said.

"Oh, it's Kurt Hummel." He explained.

"I'll just stick with Kurt." Puck rolled his eyes and clapped his hands over Kurt's head while making a jazz hand motion.

"Stupid gay friend, don't crowd the Frankenteen!" Rachel resisted the urge to laugh as Finn, Puck, and Kurt all turned their heads to watch a group of girls walk into the room, a beautiful blonde leading the pack.

"Whoa! Who's that?" Kurt asked, eyes wide.

Finn continued staring with a dreamy look on his face.

"That's a- that's Quinn Fabray." Puck rolled his eyes yet again before declaring to Kurt,

"That's the girl Finn's been totally in love with since freshman year."

"Yeah, but he won't say anything to her." Rachel butted in.

"Well yeah, you never tell a girl you like her! It makes you look like an idiot!" Puck argued. Kurt decided to leave the group and approach the blonde girl at the front of the pack.

"Hello, Quinn Fabray, it's good to meet you. My name is Kurt Hummel." He went to kiss her hand, but she pulled away.

"Bitch, I ain't Quinn Fabray! I think." The blonde half-yelled, before turning to a latino girl to see if she was right. The latino nodded in response.

Puck walked over to Kurt and clapped his hands over the smaller boy's head again. Kurt grabbed his ears.

"That's Brittany Pierce! Stupid gay friend!"

Another blonde girl appeared from within the pack.

"Oh that's all right, I'm Quinn Fabray ya'll." Finn sighed.

"Oh. She's perfect."

"Yeah, it's too bad she's dating Sam Evans though." Puck declared. Finn turned to glare at him before exclaiming,

"Who the hell is Sam Evans?" Puck shrugged. Sam had just transferred.

"He's like huge and muscular…" As he spoke, a bleach-blonde haired boy entered the room, arms spread wide.

"Quinn! I am so in love with Quinn! From New York to Berlin! I'll sing my love aloud for Quinn!" Quinn giggled before running out of the room with him.

"Ugh, I hate that guy!" Finn exclaimed.

"Did someone say Jesse St. James?" A tall, curly haired boy entered the room dramacticaly.

Finn made a face before groaning.

"Ugh, Jesse what are you doing here?"

"So Hudson, back for another year at McKinley? Maybe this year you'll wise up and hang out with a higher caliber of glee club member." Jesse waltzed around the room, leading around a couple of soulless automaton Vocal Adrenaline members.

"Lay off Jesse, Puck and Rachel are my best friends in the whole world. I wouldn't trade them for anything."

Jesse scoffed before looking pointedly at Kurt and laughing.

"Have it your way. Wait, don't tell me. Quaffed hair, stylish clothes, and a flawless complexion! You must be a little gay boy!" Puck glared at Jesse, then approached him, pointing a finger at his chest.

"Hey lay off Jesse! He may be a little gay boy, but he's my little gay boy."

"Oh, isn't this cute! It's like a little loser family! McKinley has really gone to the jocks, but luckily next year I'll be in California!" Jesse laughed heartlessly one more time before sitting down on a bench. As he sat, Artie wheeled into the room before exclaiming,

"I think we're ready for- Will Shuester!"

Another curly-haired man entered the room dressed in a high-school musical tee shirt and plaid Bermuda shorts. He smiled.

"Welcome all of you to Glee club! I welcome all of you to Glee! Did you know that here in Glee club, we have a secret jazz band? Oh, welcome welcome welcome glee kids! Welcome Cheerios, handi-capped, and Goths! Now that I've got you here in Glee club, I'd like to go over just a couple of rules! My name is Will Shuester and I am the leader of Glee club. But you can all call me Shue. I s'pose you could also call me Will if you want a detention. Nah, I'm just kidding. I'll expel you if you call me Will!" He proceeded to sit down in a chair near the piano.

The rest of the students in the room proceeded to stand and sing,

"We're in glee club, glee club." Shuester made a face.

"I'm sorry, what's its name?"
"Glee club, glee club." The kids sang again.

"Look, I didn't hear you teenagers!" Shuester threw his hands in the air.

"Are you fucking deaf?" Santana yelled. Finn ignored her before singing,

"Man I'm glad I joined."

A/N: Yeah. I don't even know. I was bored. Again. What is it with me and posting random shit nowadays? This whole not-being-in-school-for-three-fucking-days thing is really getting to me. Stupid snow.

Anyway, tell me if I should do this for any other scenes. It was actually kind of fun.

-Max