The Hummel Games

Chapter 8- Hair

Competitors:

Unique Adams

Blaine Anderson

Sam Evans

Sebastian Smythe

Matt Rutherford

Chapter 8: Hair

Sebastian was caught off guard by Blaine's attack, but he still put up a decent fight. Both boys were unarmed, and were almost evenly matched in strength. The fight went on for quite some time, with no conclusion in sight.

It may never have ended, if not for Sebastian deciding to pull out his secret weapon. He whipped it out from under a table, pointing it menacingly at Blaine. Blaine's eyes widened in terror as he stepped back with his hands outstretched, surrendering.

"Please," he whispered. "Anything but that..."

Sebastian lowered his can of instant hair remover, and smiled. He had won the fight, even if they were both still alive. 

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Sue shook her head, an incredulous expression on her face. "How? I thought I taught them to be bloodthirsty! They've killed before, their own friends! Why are they being all friendly? I DON'T GET IT! SOMETHING ISN'T GOING MY WAY! CANCEL THE WHOLE DAMN GAMES!"

Kurt and Will watched the outburst with identical looks on their faces. A combination of "oh dear god, she's insane", "why is this happening to me?" and a simple "WTF???".

Sue pulled off Kurt's hat and ate it, her mind addled with rage. Her skin started to tinge green, and break off into scales.

"Wait, what?"

I don't get it either, Kurt. Just go with it.

The coach swelled to three times her usual size, her appearance growing more and more reptilian. Before long, Sue Sylvester was revealed in her true form: a dinosaur.

The dinosaur roared, eating Will in one bite. It started on Kurt next, it's enormous jaw leaning down further... its shrill, ringing roar getting closer... Kurt's ears were ringing with the roar that was sounding more and more like an alarm clock...

RRRRIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNNNGGGGGG!!!!!

Kurt woke up with a start, his eyes wide. He jumped out of bed and right to his closet, frantically searching through his hats.

There it is. It's okay, baby. You didn't get eaten by a dinosaur.

The Games were making him crazy, he knew it. He had never wanted this, almost all of his friends were dead now. Killed by his other friends. With so many members dead, there would be no more glee club. And then, he would have nothing.

He had to stop the games.

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Matt tiptoed into the home economics room, hoping there was some food left. He had run out yesterday, and Brittany had never come back from her wandering. The cannon shot the next morning had caused Matt's heart to sink, but he still clung to the hope that it had been for someone else.

He knew there were people occupying the room, so he had to be careful, and strike in the afternoon when everyone was resting.

Slowly... quietly... quietly... slowly... there! He made it to the food cupboard.

After stocking up on cupboard food, Matt moved over to the fridge. He hadn't had refrigerated goods since the Games started, and he missed them. The fridge was huge, big enough for a person to fit in.

As Matt picked up a jar of jam, he heard footsteps echoing down the corridor, and a door open.

They're coming back!

Matt frantically looked for somewhere to hide, anywhere close enough. But there was nothing. Left with no other option, he jumped into the fridge, closing the door on himself. It was freezing, but hopefully he wouldn't have to stay long.

Seconds turned into minutes, minutes to hours. And as night fell, a cannon fired as it detected Matt's heartbeat hit zero.

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"Hey Unique, you want sandwiches for dinner?"

"Sure! Can I have a jam one?"

"You bet. Just let me open the fridge... ummm..."

"What?"

"Look."

"Did you put him in there?"

"No. Did you?

"No. ...Weird."

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Sebastian turned over again, hoping that finding a comfortable position on the floor would help him sleep. It was hard enough ignoring Blaine's quiet sobbing.

He had scoured the school for hair gel all day, and found nothing.

"If only I hadn't used my spare bottle," he kept saying. "If only I'd just kicked Mike in the throat instead! Now my hair's a disaster!"

"Blaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiiine," Sebastian whined, unable to take it anymore. "Shut up. I promise I won't laugh at your hair, and who else will see it?"

"People are watching," Blaine whispered. "There's hidden cameras. I saw one in the auditorium when I was swinging on the spotlights! Who knows who might be watching?"

Sebastian blinked, half-asleep and not in the mood to deal with conspiracy theories. "Blaine, go to sleep."

"Or what?"

"I still have that can of hair remover. One more word and you're getting sprayed."

Within seconds, the only sounds in the room were snores.

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Kurt watched the pair, smiling. "Awwww, look at them getting along."

Sue raised an eyebrow. "I'm pretty sure What's-his-name just threatened to scalp Hobbit. They've been at each other's throats, I'm surprised they're still alive."

Will was still laughing. "Watching... people watching from hidden cameras! Oh, wow... that Blaine. The things he comes up with! People watching..."

Kurt and Sue turned to Will at the same time, wearing the same "Are you kidding me?" expression.

"Mr. Schue... we're watching them. Through hidden cameras."

"No way..."

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