Best friends brother- Quinn fabray x Male Reader

Funk

Y/N Pov
We all currently got rushed to the auditorium where we saw Jesse with the Vocal Adrenaline, our Glee Club enemy, pretty sure we all figured out that Jesse used Rachel. Once the rest of the glee club turned up Jesse got right into what he wanted

Not going to lie I actually feel bad for Rachel, she maybe annoying, self centred, always needing attention but what Jesse did was horrible

As we were walking in the hallway Artie decided to do research

"It's a Carmel High tradition, they psych out the competition a few weeks before the big show, they call it a "funkification", meaning they show us what they've got and we spiral into a deep, black funk." He said which reminded that we did that in football

"Yeah, we used to do the same thing to other football teams." Finn started

"Try to get inside their heads, pull little pranks to intimidate them." I added on

"Difference was, our football team sucked. Those guys are golden." Pick also added

"Keep your heads up, guys. It's gonna take more to..." Kurt started but when we walked into our choir room, it was all tp up. "Get us into a funk"

"Oh hell nah, this means war" I shouted

"I feel so violated." Tina said as we were cleaning the choir room. "It's like someone broke into our home."

"Look, it was just a lame little prank." Mr Schue said. "The fact that they're trying to get to us means maybe we got 'em spooked."

"Uh-uh, Mr. Schue. They aren't afraid of anything. That number they did was fantastic. Which doesn't make any sense. They had all that equipment. How did they even get in?" Mercedes said

"I gave 'em all keys. Helped 'em do a sound check over the weekend. Hey, this way, fellas. Let's punch out this wall here, open up the space a little bit." Coach said and of course she did

"Sue, what are you doing?" Mr Schue asked

"I can't talk now, William. Drafting class is helping me redecorate around here. You see, I have nationals over the weekend and expect to return with a comically large first-place trophy for which I have absolutely no room in my trophy case." Sue started. "As soon as you hurry up and lose at regionals this choir room will become my official trophy annex.You know what it has to look like Elvis's gold record room at Graceland.Except I'll be wanting far fewer morbidly obese white women waddling around and crying."

"Sue, get out of my room." Mr Schue said

" Glee Clubbers, for those of you whose hearing has not been damaged by massive doses of Accutane, listen up. In a few weeks Glee Club will be finished. Now, how do I know that? I recently checked the odds with my Vegas bookie who told me that you're You are going to lose and your dreams will be crushed." Sue said tormenting us

"Sue, can I see your trophy?" He asked

"Sure, Will. Hope and dream." Sue started again but this time Mr Schue threw Coach Sylvester's trophy which caused it to break

"We dropped your trophy, Sue." Mr Schue said madly

" You know, for me trophies are like herpes. You can try to get rid of'em, but they just keep comin'. You know why? Sue Sylvester has hourly flare-ups of burning, itchy, highly contagious talent. Enjoy your last few days here. This room is mine." Sylvester said before walking out as the bell rang meaning it was time to go other lessons