A gleeful reality

Chapter 12

'Off with your head, Dance, dance, dance till you're dead…' he sang Thriller/Heads Will Roll in his head as the cosmetics lady began his make up process. He winced a little as she applied some cover up over his healing bruises.

The make up artist pursed her lips. "I'm sorry Cory but I have to cover up these bruises. You can't exactly be Finn with them."

"Yeah, because there's no story line for that." Cory joked, trying to take his mind off the soreness of every touch.

She laughed. "Exactly." She gently applied more skin toned make up to Cory's jaw and lower eye.

"So how long do you think doing the zombie make overs will take when we film for it?" he questioned.

She shrugged as she tested some new cover up shades on her wrist. "It depends on how extensive everyone's zombie look is. For example, I know you'll be getting 'zombified' by Kim and since you need to look really real with fake skin peeling…"

Cory smiled at the thought of how cool he would look as a zombie.

"Yours will most likely take a couple hours to make you look perfectly undead." She finished with a chuckle while doing her last touch ups to Cory's bruises.

"So that means sitting in a chair for two hours?" he groaned.

"Hey, you gotta do what you gotta do."

"Well I guess I look forward to it." He told her with a smile on his face.

She smiled back at him. "Good well, you're done."

He thanked her and made his way to his dressing room.

As he walked out of the make up trailer, he ran into Dianna.

"Hey Cor." She greeted, smiling at him.

"Hey!" he smiled even bigger at seeing her.

"You look really good." She stared up at him.

The corners of his mouth arched and he forced his brow down in confusion while he looked down at himself. He was only wearing a pair of sweats and a v-neck. "Um thanks. I mean, they're only lounging types of clothes but I guess these sweat pants are nice."

She giggled and put her hand over her mouth to attempt to stifle them a little.

"I meant your face. It doesn't even look like you ever had bruises. The make up ladies work miracles but I suppose those are lovely sweats."

Cory placed his hand over his face in embarrassment. "Oh right… That's what you meant."

She bit her bottom lip and smiled sweetly at him. "Aw, don't be embarrassed. You're just too cute."

Cory couldn't help but smile at her compliment. "Gee thanks. I try to be."

They kept on smiling at one another like love struck teens for a few more seconds before Dianna looked at the watch on her wrist.

"Actually Cory, I was on my way to my dressing room to change into my Cheerios costume and to be fitted for my wig."

Cory smirked upon hearing this. "Oh you mean your smurf wig?"

Dianna playfully shook her head at him while giving him a little push. He just loved to tease her. "Yes that wig but I like to think of it as my beautiful Katy Perry look."

"Right well, Katy can pull it off and make it look awesome but can you?" he teased her again which in turn earned him a cocky grin.

"Even more." She stated with heavy confidence. She was not letting him win this battle between them.