"Finn, why are we in your, um, auto shop?" Ryder raised a brow as he walked into the barren shop. One single car, an old rusty mess far behind repair sat in the middle of the small, extra work room.
Finn banged his fist on the old car, smiling as he heard the clunking that occurred as a result. "You're the greasers, this is greased lightning," He smiled, "Now, what do you see here? Sam?"
"A car?" The blonde responded with a simple headshake.
Finn nodded slightly, "To the average eye... but what does Danny Zuko see? Ryder?"
Ryder crossed his arms and stared at the car for a second before opening his mouth. "Danny would see a car with potential. One that could become a real hot shot kind of vehicle."
"Exactly," Finn smirked, "And what better place to rehearse than in an actual auto shop."
Finn turned around to the table behind him and began to place a speaker where he was able to clear space.
Meanwhile, a vicious and spiteful Jake sat in the crowd with his eyes staring at Ryder's loose fitting jeans. Being the usual rulebreaker he was, he snuck up behind the newest addition to the glee club and yanked the jeans all the way to the floor. Jake couldn't even stop himself from laughing at his tighty whities, being exposed to the entire club. "Dude!" Ryder yelled as he tried to pick up his jeans. Unfortunately, Jake had his foot standing there to keep him from lifting them back to where they belong.
Turning around Finn let out a chuckle, joining the rest of the guys. "You know that's actually a good idea."
"What?" Ryder turned, his pants still around his ankles.
"Everyone should take their pants off." He shrugged.
"Why?" Puck laughed, "Trying to get us out of their pants?"
With a sarcastic laugh, Finn shook his head. "Actually I'm thinking of it like the whole imagining the audience in their underwear but in reverse. You get comfortable in your own, then it isn't as scary on stage."
"That doesn't make any sense," Puck admitted, "Except I'm not one to turn down an opportunity to go pantless so I'll second that suggestion."
Jake began to look around as the other guys let their pants slip to the ground, even Blaine doing so.
"Wait, d-do we really have to take our pants off?"
"You heard him," Ryder grinned devilishly as he threw his jeans aside, "Everyone has to."
Begrudgingly, Jake began to unzip his jeans and let the button pop open. "Come on, let us see those thighs," Ryder teased. Jake was annoyed, frustrated even. And embarrassment crept in as he let his jeans fall down to his knees. Today was the day Jake wore his dalmatian briefs, the tightest pair that crept up his ass and between his cheeks more than any other pair he had.
"Dalmatian?" Ryder snickered, "Wanna play fetch too?"
His thick thighs just on display for a group of gays just staring at his natural wedgie just nearly made him freak, but he couldn't let Ryder get the better of him. "No, but I'll kick your ass," Jake threatened.
"Sure you will," Ryder patted him on the chest before turning around.
---GLEE---
"Pretty good rehearsal." Finn smiled as he sat down at his couch that night. Next to him was Sam, with their movie on pause. Finn slipped the bowl of chips between them.
"I know," Sam smiled, "Just glad I don't actually have to perform in my underwear. That would actually freak me out."
"Well you are for a minute in one scene, but not too bad." Finn shrugged.
