Pleasantville

Pleasantville

A/N: There is a lot of OOCness in this oneshot. Also my version of Pleasantville is different in some ways to the one showed in the movie. Anyway, hope you enjoy reading the story :)

 

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Glee or Pleasantville; I am just a big fan of the TV show and the movie.

Kurt awoke lying in a soft bed, staring up at a grey ceiling. Strange, because the ceiling of his room was lower and definitely not grey. As he sat up, he saw that everything was shades of grey. To his absolute horror, he saw that he was in shades of grey too and wearing a hideous striped pajama set. Everything was in black and white; the world was devoid of color. His room looked like it had gone through a time warp back to the fifties. There was not much that Kurt would have personally picked out. Although he had never been in this room before, he knew it was his. It felt familiar to him. There was a framed photo of him and his mom Elizabeth lying on a side table. Elizabeth had her arms wrapped around Kurt and they were both smiling happily at the camera. It looked like a photo Kurt had kept in his room since he was a little boy. Except there were some differences to this photo. Here, they were both dressed in a fifties style. Kurt was wearing corduroy dungarees over a striped t-shirt. Elizabeth had shoulder length hair set with curls and her lips were a dark grey, which meant she was wearing lipstick. She was wearing a dress which had a flower pattern and short sleeves, with a full skirt and fitted at the waist. The background of the photo was a plain light grey. In Kurt’s original photo, his mom was wearing a simple, flowing white dress and her hair was long and straight. She wore no make up, only a touch of tinted lipgloss. Kurt was in a powder blue shirt and black shorts with a dark blue bowtie attached to his shirt. The background of the photo had been a park. Kurt wondered what was going on, and why the room felt so familiar to him. He slowly climbed out of bed, and as he took a good look around, he remembered where he had seen the room before.

It was a set from an old fifties era TV show called Pleasantville. Kurt had not been a fan of the show, but his mom had loved it. Every once in a while it would come on TV, and he watched a few episodes here and there. In a way, it made him feel closer to his mom. Although he had not bothered to sit down and watch every episode, because he thought it was boring. Nothing ever seemed to happen. There was no drama or fights because everyone was nice to each other. It was a world that was just too perfect and dull at times. It was crazy, but if he was in Pleasantville than this would have been Mary Sue’s room, and somehow Kurt had replaced her. Mary Sue was the daughter of the main characters in Pleasantville, a perfect family with a son and a daughter. He had a dressing table that was like her one, except his held no make up and simply had a comb with a round container holding Brylcreem and another container which held a lotion. Kurt really wished he had some moist towelettes, but at least he had some lotion to moisturize with. He walked over to the closet, and when he opened it found that he had a Pleasantville cheerleading outfit hanging up on the back of the door. It was comprised of a long sleeved sweater which had a large capital P in black placed on the front. Instead of the long, full skirts that he knew the girls wore for cheerleading, there was a pair of shorts in the same color as the skirts would be. He also had some hi-top Converses which were exactly like the ones used by the basketball team. With everything he discovered, the world seemed stranger. Mary Sue had not been a cheerleader in the show, as far as Kurt could remember. And they would never have dreamed of having boys as cheerleaders in Pleasantville.