"Will Schuester, The Superintendent will see you know."
Will stood up and looked in the lobby mirror. He straightened out his bowtie, borrowed courtesy of Blaine, and fixed up his sweater vest. With a smile, he walked right into Superintendent John Jack's office. The middle-aged man in his expensive looking suit turned with a smile. "Will! Nice to see you," He reached out his hand and endured a short, firm handshake with Will before pointing to the chair across from his desk, "Take a seat."
"Thanks for seeing me," Will nodded as he found himself sliding into the plush chair. Sinking in, he did his best to sit up straight, "Oh, and here's my resume."
"So, you're here for the new principal position," He scratched his chin as he stared down at the piece of paper before him, "Well you're more than qualified..."
"Yes and-"
The superintendent held his hand up at Will. "William, William, William. I don't think I can offer you this position."
"Excuse me?"
"I mean, I know of the wedgie antics that go on in that glee club! Funny as it is, it's fine to ignore from a teacher. Especially when no one's complaining? But from a principal? You're far too liked clearly. So, I'm sorry. But, I can offer you a fifty cent raise."
"I'll take that," Will sighed as he stood up, "Thank you for your time."
---GLEE---
"Needless to say, I didn't get the job," Will announced to the children before him. Looking between the kids, he smiled, "But, atleast I can have more time to focus on you guys. And I have an announcement... Drum roll Finn!"
Finn quickly jumped behind the drum set and began to whack the drums hard. As the anticipation grew, Will jumped up with a smile. "Emma and I are trying to conceive a child!"
"Oh my god, really? Mr. Schue, that's so amazing!" Tina smiled, "You're going to make a great father!" It was after a few more similar remarks that Mr. Schue decided to bring up the bad part of this.
"I'm not going to scar you with details, but, me and Emma are taking a short vacation for a week or two to celebrate, in all terms of the word," Will explained, causing a few fake vomiting noises from the peanut gallery. "So, that means I'm once again leaving the glee club in the hands of Finn."
"Thanks, Schue, I'll do good this time," Finn smiled.
"Anyway guys, that's all. We should probably give Finn some time to get his lesson together. Class is dismissed early." Will said.
With all the students leaving the room, that left the two New Directions co-directors. Will crossed his arms as he walked over to Finn. He walked with that little bit of spring in his step people do when they get excited about something. "Thanks for taking over, bud," He placed a hand on Finn's shoulder. "I really appreciate."
"Don't worry about it, Schue..." Finn nodded, "By the way, I have something to give you for good luck."
"Really, what?"
"Good luck wedgie!"
Will was caught off guard as Finn took him by the waistband and flipped him around. All the flailing in the world couldn't stop Finn from jerking his waistband higher and higher up. Will's crack was being rubbed raw as his tighty whities stretched through it, making slight popping noises as they did. He even felt the pressure growing in his crotch. "Finn," He moved to stand on his toes, "My balls, Finn! My balls! This isn't going to help with the whole conceiving thing!"
