Word Count: 5,685/189,000
Rating: PG-13
Summary: After Kurt was rejected from NYADA, we were dying to find out what happened next. We couldn't wait for the September premiere. Here is our take of what happened from the letter opening and beyond.
Author's Note: Well guys, this is such a great journey! We are truly overwhelmed with thanks. I never imagined that my little story would grow so much! The main points are still there, but we have fleshed it out so much! And it is getting even bigger! This could be a season of its own! We still plan on doing s4…Believe me, we have plans…BIG plans. (Thank you, Quinn). This chapter is a fun one, at least at first, cause things are about to get serious. Also a reminder that we are going on hiatus for a week (August 27) since I have surgery. If I feel better before, I will post.
Rating: PG-13
Summary: After Kurt was rejected from NYADA, we were dying to find out what happened next. We couldn't wait for the September premiere. Here is our take of what happened from the letter opening and beyond.
Author's Note: Well guys, this is such a great journey! We are truly overwhelmed with thanks. I never imagined that my little story would grow so much! The main points are still there, but we have fleshed it out so much! And it is getting even bigger! This could be a season of its own! We still plan on doing s4…Believe me, we have plans…BIG plans. (Thank you, Quinn). This chapter is a fun one, at least at first, cause things are about to get serious. Also a reminder that we are going on hiatus for a week (August 27) since I have surgery. If I feel better before, I will post.
Disclaimer time!
Neither KurtsieKalanai nor AlignedStars
own Glee. If we did, everyone would have been seniors and somehow in NYC.
Second, we don’t own the songs in the fic. We do use songs like the show but
they fit into the story. Songs will be explained at the end of chapter. Third,
this is AU so things do not work EXACTLY like canon. We try to stick to canon
the best we can, however. Characters may be OOC, but there are reasons why, as
you will soon see. Evolving characters, FTW!!
Thanks: The
incomparable Wayne Kotke and the Gleekast family. Also, if anyone from the cast
or crew of Glee is reading, thank you so much for this wonderful universe. You
all truly inspire me to be a better person and writer. And of course, all our
wonderful readers. So please, leave feedback if you can.
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After eating the awesome breakfast Carole had made -- well, brunch
really, considering how late it was -- Kurt
and Finn were found in the family room playing on Finn’s beloved X-Box. Blaine was
assisting Carole with cleanup, and while Kurt had tried helping with the tidying,
Blaine pushed him back into the family room telling him to stay out.
“Oh, how romantic. My very own househusband,” teased Kurt,
giving Blaine a small peck on the cheek.
“You wish,” retorted Blaine.
“Actually, I do,” said Kurt with a wicked smile. He turned
and walked away with a wave.
Rachel was upstairs on Finn’s desktop. She was supposed to
log into Facebook and invite the gang over, but she had gotten distracted with
looking at apartments in New York. She was searching for a two bedroom with a
doorman and parking spaces for at least three cars for under a $1000.00 a
month. The search was a bit unproductive, but she knew with perseverance and
positive thinking, the right place could be located. Of course it would also
need a view of Central Park and an elevator. Ah, the perfect picture of
domestic bliss was to be found at the Hudson-Hummel household this early
afternoon.
“Make sure you blow
yourself up several times for me!” called Blaine from the kitchen. Kurt shot
the middle finger to his boyfriend.
Blaine laughed back, said, “Dream on!” and he rejoined
Carole in the kitchen before Kurt could make another comment. “Hah! Got the
last word in this time!” Blaine said to no one in particular.
“What’s that, dear?” Carole asked absentmindedly.
“Nothing,” Blaine replied. He picked up a towel and went to
work drying dishes.
Finn was sitting in Burt’s armchair so Kurt sat on the floor
beside him and grabbed a controller.
“You don’t need to sit on the floor, Kurt. There are seats
everywhere,” advised Finn.
“You play your way and I’ll play mine,” said Kurt haughtily.
Finn rolled his eyes. “Well, aren’t WE testy?” he said with
a smile. “Anyhow, I made you a character, and I gave you some basic equipment.
We can start you off slow. So that button is to shoot your gun, that one is to
throw a grenade, and that one up there is to change your equipment,” he
explained as he pointed out all the buttons on the controller.
“So is there an option to change my person thingie’s outfit?
Cause THAT is ugly!” said Kurt as he pointed to his character on the screen. He
temporarily reverted back to his fashionista way of thinking.
"Kurt, just play the game," Finn said,
exasperated. As an afterthought, he added, “Avatar. It’s called an avatar.”
“Fine! Although I don’t know how you can expect me to kill
things in that getup,” Kurt huffed and started pressing random buttons. “So I
shoot like this?” he asked. He was playing a versus game with Finn and
proceeded to shoot Finn’s avatar right in the face.
“Dude! What the hell? Give me a chance to get into
position!” yelled Finn.
“What?” Kurt exclaimed. “I was just testing out my controls!
It wouldn’t be very fair if I didn’t know what I was doing, right?”
“Whatever. It’s still not cool,” whined Finn and reset the
game. “Okay, let’s try again.”
They loaded into the map and Finn was about to move into
position when Kurt shot him again from behind. Kurt started laughing manically.
Evil Kurt had surfaced. Torturing Finn through video games was so
intoxicating.
“Kurt!” thundered Finn. “I said wait until I get into
position! You’re cheating!”
Kurt put his hands up in mock surrender and said, “All’s
fair in love and war, dear brother…or something like that.”
“Okay, now you’re just messing with me!” accused Finn, and
Kurt just grinned at him.
Finn reset the game yet again and Kurt allowed his brother
to get into position, the big baby.
“NOW can I shoot you?” asked Kurt. He was actually having
fun playing this game. But truthfully, he was having more fun tormenting his
brother. He always wished he could have moments like this. They would have to
schedule more male bonding moments since it seemed they were both going to be
stuck in Lima for a while.
Blaine finished up with the cleaning, bid Carole adieu and
went to join the boys in the family room. He stepped over Kurt on the floor and
accidently-on-purpose brushed against Kurt with his leg. Kurt lost his concentration and complained,
“Hey Blaine, you messed up my shot!”
Finn responded, “All is fair in war and stuff, Kurt.”
“Finn, the phrase is all’s fair in love and…oh, never mind!”
Kurt said, sticking out his tongue at Finn and blowing him up.
“Hey! Not fair, Kurt!” Finn cried.
Blaine laughed and sat in the chair beside Finn. Kurt slid
back so he was leaning against the front of the chair in between Blaine’s
knees. Blaine leaned over and kissed the top of Kurt’s head, taking care not to
mess his spikes. “Having fun?” he asked his boyfriend.
“Kurt’s cheating,” Finn grumbled. “He keeps ambushing me
before I’m ready.”
“Hey, I am simply taking whatever advantage is afforded to
me,” explained Kurt to Blaine. Blaine nodded, completely understanding what his
boyfriend was saying.
“Kurt said what now?” asked Finn.
Kurt rolled his eyes and said, “Home court advantage, Finn.
Jeez.”
“Bro, that’s not home court advantage. THAT is cheating,”
Finn argued.
“You say tomato, I say to-mah-to,” Kurt said nonchalantly. “Right
Blaine?”
Blaine was making a shopping list of food for Carole to buy
for tonight’s cookout. Blaine loved food shopping. He liked planning out the
trip aisle by aisle. He hated it with a passion when his favorite grocery store
changed its layout. It almost felt like a small betrayal to him. Once he
bemoaned the fact to the manager, who explained it was corporate and there was
no control over it. Besides how else could the store market new products to its
customers? Blaine was devastated by this revelation and vowed not to become a
grocery store manager. Well, he was eleven at the time. Blaine was in his
space-out zone and was ignoring Kurt.
Kurt tapped Blaine on the leg, bringing him out of his
reverie, and asked, “Whatcha doing?”
“Oh, nothing. Carole wanted me to make a shopping list of
stuff I liked since I was staying here,” he lied. He didn’t want Kurt to know
the plans for later that day, at least not yet. “She’s going shopping later.”
“Well, that’s nice of her!” said Kurt, squeezing his
boyfriend’s knee. He turned back to the game and found Finn trying to sneak up
to him. “I don’t think so, Big Boy!” he exclaimed and rolled his avatar out of
the way, spun around and threw a grenade. Finn was bested again. Finn threw
down the controller but grinned at his brother.
“Big Boy?” snickered Blaine.
“Sorry, I guess I need to brush up on my insults, Blainers,”
said Kurt sarcastically. Finn snorted. “I think I’d rather play like this
though,” Kurt added, gesturing to the screen. “I don’t think blowing myself up
all the time would be that much fun. Kicking Finn’s ass is so much better!
Getting you back for sophomore year, brother o’ mine!”
Blaine mumbled something unintelligible and continued making
notes in the notepad. It was fair play. Like Rachel’s shoe to Kurt’s head,
Blaine was never going to hear the end of “blowing himself up.”
Finn looked at Kurt in a new light. He was actually pretty
good at this! Maybe Finn could start a league with his brother, Puck, Sam, and
Blaine. That would be a great way to pass the hot summer days, except Sam was
planning to spend time with his family in Kentucky for summer vacation. So it would have to be the four of them. Or
maybe they could all set up an online league. That was always fun! Finn would
ask his folks to buy Kurt his own X-Box for an early Christmas present. Speaking
of Sam, Finn hadn’t seen him last night. Don’t want to lose any one else. “Guys,
has anyone seen Sam lately? I just realized I haven’t seen him in a while,” Finn asked.
“He spent the night at Rory’s,” informed Carole from the
door. She was drying her hands on a dishtowel.
“Glad someone is
looking out for Sam,” Finn thought. “I
really need to get better at keeping track of things…um, people.”
The men were about to return to their game when they heard
Rachel call from upstairs. “Kurt, dear? Blaine? Can you come upstairs please?”
she said a little too sweetly. “NOW?” she added with a little too much force.
“What did I do now?” asked Kurt, knowing he was about to
feel the wrath of Rachel.
Blaine just tensed behind him. “I don’t think it’s you,
babe. I think I’m in trouble.”
Kurt put down the controller and slowly twisted around to
look at Blaine. He squinted and asked, “What did you do, Blaine?”
“Nothing!” Blaine squeaked and stood up, stepping over his
boyfriend.
“What…did…you…do?” Kurt insisted while grabbing Blaine’s leg.
Blaine shook him loose and darted out of the room. Kurt followed, but not before Finn blew Kurt’s
avatar up with a grenade.
Kurt spun around to face his brother. “Finn!” Kurt shrieked.
“You wait right there! We’re having a rematch!”
“Karma is a bitch, dude,” snarked Finn. Kurt sighed heavily,
rolled his eyes and followed Blaine up the stairs.
Once Kurt arrived up stairs and entered Finn’s room, he
discovered his ever-adorable boyfriend Blaine, and again-best-friend Rachel,
having a bit of a stand-off. Kurt was shocked! Rachel adored Blaine and never
got mad at him. Kurt figured Rachel had a bit of a crush on Blaine and actually
called her on it several times. She denied it, of course, but he knew Blaine
made a better singing partner for the more traditional boy/girl duets. Kurt
never really worried about it much anymore. He had won the curly-haired man,
and he wasn’t letting go. Besides, it wasn’t even an issue anymore. Rachel was
Finn-obsessed lately.
Rachel had just about perfected her “bitch please” look. It
seemed that Kurt was a good teacher. Blaine looked like he was a little boy with
his hand caught in the cookie jar.
Rachel hissed between her teeth, “Blaine, please tell your
boyfriend what you did!”
“I’m sorry, Rach,” Blaine said sheepishly. “Please don’t
slap me or throw a shoe at me!”
She gave a sharp look to Kurt and demanded, “You told him
about the shoe? And what does he mean by slapping him? I have never slapped
anyone in my life! Unlike Santana.”
Blaine looked down and coughed, “Bullshit!”
“Blaine, what did you do?” repeated Kurt. They weren’t
leaving the room without an answer. Blaine blushed a deep pink and shook his
head.
“Kurt, you do remember that little incident this morning,
right?” she asked her best friend.
“Yes…why?” Kurt answered, wondering what she was getting at.
All of a sudden, a look of horror dawned on his face. Blaine tried taking off
but Kurt grabbed onto his arm, holding tight.
“Well, I had to work on a personal project that involved
logging into Facebook…” Rachel started.
“You didn’t!” exclaimed Kurt, looking at his boyfriend
accusingly. Blaine just looked down and tried not to laugh.
“Our resident gay prankster here decided to take a picture
of the moment a few minutes before that delightful misunderstanding…while we
were asleep,” she continued. “And he uploaded it to our favorite social site.”
“Blaine!” yelled Kurt. “Why would you do that??”
Blaine couldn’t hold it in anymore. He started laughing
heartily and struggled to get free from Kurt’s iron grip. He could be so strong
when he wanted to! Kurt just wrapped his arms around his boyfriend from behind
and held on tight.
“I couldn’t resist! You were both there and so cute and
adorable, and I just couldn’t resist sharing it with the world. Please forgive
me?” Blaine said, trying not to laugh harder.
“Rachel, do you have your phone?” asked Kurt.
Rachel held up her pink bedazzled phone and said, “Yes,
why?”
“Take a picture of Blaine, please,” he asked simply.
“No!” whispered Blaine. He looked terrible! His hair was
sticking up everywhere and he was wearing sweats. Kurt couldn’t do that to him!
He still had another year at McKinley to deal with! The slushies would be
endless! After Rachel took the picture, Kurt let his boyfriend go.
Blaine rubbed his arms and whined, “Seriously, Kurt. You can
be strong when you want to. That hurt!”
“Sorry, Blaine,” said Kurt, feeling terrible that he might
have hurt his boyfriend. “Rachel, have that picture on standby. I need to see
the one that Blaine posted before I make a decision.”
“I said I was sorry!” cried Blaine. He swore to himself he
would never pull another prank on these two again. At least not this month. Next
month, no promises.
Rachel turned Finn’s monitor so Kurt could see it. It showed
Kurt and Rachel very close, with their arms and legs around each other, fast
asleep. At least they looked kinda cute doing it. The caption read “Bosom
Buddies.” There were several comments under the picture and several shares.
Awww…I am about to
barf. – Santana Lopez
My cute little
sexy vampire unicorn likes girls! -
Brittany S Pearce
Klaine is out,
Hummelberry is in! Good one, Hummel! – Noah Puckerman
Aww, that has to
be the cutest thing I have ever seen in my life! – Tina Cohen-Chang
Dude… - Sam Evans
Toooooo cuuuuuute!
– Sugar Motta
I’m taking this
back with me to Ireland! – Rory Flanagan
This is totally
going on my blog! – Jacob Ben Israel
Kurt was about to turn back to his boyfriend when one more
comment popped up:
Hahahahahahahahahahahaha!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! My Brother stole my Fiancée! I want
satisfaction. I demand a duel, X-Box style!! - Finn Hudson
Kurt heard Finn downstairs laughing his ass off. They looked
down the stairs and Finn was looking up holding his phone. “That has to be the
best picture in the history of pictures….ever!” he yelled up the stairs. “Mom! Mom,
come look at this!” he said as left the stairs.
Kurt facepalmed and looking at Rachel said, “Okay, upload
the picture, Rach.” Kurt gave Blaine a dirty look and left the room. Rachel
laughed gleefully and turned to her phone. She uploaded Blaine’s picture with
the caption “Bad Morning.”
Blaine was really worried that he pissed off Kurt. Really,
really, worried. He ran to Kurt’s bedroom and found Kurt sitting on his bed
with his back to him. Kurt had his face in his hands and his shoulders were shaking.
“Oh god, I made him cry again,”
thought Blaine frantically. It was the last thing they needed right now. Would
Kurt see this as a whole new set of traumas he would have to conquer? Blaine felt a new jolt of fear. This wasn’t
supposed to happen. Dammit! He was just trying to cheer everyone up!
Blaine rushed over to his boyfriend and sat on the floor in
front of him. He brought down Kurt’s hands to find him in tears. But they
weren’t tears of sadness or embarrassment. They weren’t even tears of anger.
They were tears of barely suppressed laughter. He was trying to hold it in so
much, it almost looked painful. Blaine let out a sigh of relief.
“Oh my god, Kurt. I thought I made you cry. I’m so glad
you’re okay,” said Blaine, hugging a laughing Kurt.
“I can’t breathe!” cried Kurt, he was laughing so hard.
“Blaine, I love you so much! You know that, right?”
Blaine looked at him oddly. Ummm, that wasn’t the reaction
he was expecting. He thought Kurt would make him take down the picture as soon
as he found out about it or maybe would yell at him or something. “Oh my god! I made Kurt snap!” Blaine
worried. “Crap! Crap! Crap!”
Screwing up some major courage, Blaine asked, “Babe, are you
okay?”
Kurt brushed the tears from his made up eyes and said, “Of
course I am! The last couple days have really sucked, and you did that to cheer
me up. It worked! I think Rachel might be a little miffed, but she’ll get over
it.”
“No I won’t!” yelled Rachel from the next room. She popped
her head around the door to Kurt’s room and started laughing hysterically. “Oh,
Blaine!” she said while holding on to
her side.
“What’s up with these
crazy people?” Blaine wondered as he looked from Rachel to Kurt.
Kurt walked up to Blaine and put his arms around his
boyfriend. “Oh yeah,” he whispered in his ear. “I saw the picture after I took
my shower, and I showed Rachel on my phone when you weren’t looking. We just
wanted to get back at ya. All that?” He gestured at the other room.
“Preplanned. You’re welcome,” he said, kissed Blaine on the cheek, and walked over
to Rachel.
“You got got!!!” She said mockingly as she pointed at him.
Rachel and Kurt went into Finn’s room and locked the door.
Blaine was impressed. He was going to have to step up his
game for next time. Kurt didn’t know it yet, but he had unintentionally started
a prank war he was going to lose. “Blaine
for the victory! Yes! Game on,” Blaine thought, shaking his head. He was so
going to get them back. Wait! What about the picture they just took of him? His
hair!
“Guys? Guys? Umm, guys?” Blaine called, going over to Finn’s
door and upon finding it locked, gave it a few bangs.
Both Rachel and Kurt opened the door, “WHAT?” they yelled at
Blaine together.
“The picture of me?” Blaine asked looking a little forlorn.
“Oh, it’s already gotten several comments,” Kurt cheerfully
assured him. “Everybody loves it!”
Blaine groaned. “Really?”
“Yep. I’m going back
downstairs to play X-Box with Finn. I suggest you get showered and fix your
hair! And then I might have Rachel take your picture back down,” Kurt promised,
giving a Blaine a quick hug and a hair ruffle, where Kurt found a hidden gem.
“Oh look, more popcorn!”
“You should see what’s in my pants, Kurt! Thank you very
much,” Blaine responded sarcastically.
“I’ve seen it, and it’s very nice Blaine,” Kurt answered
back with a smarmy look.
“That’s not what I meant at all, Kurt!” Blaine answered,
clearly flustered.
Kurt started down the stairs. Blaine yelled after him,
“Fine! I’m going to hit the showers now.”
Kurt turned around and laughed at him, asking, “A cold
shower, Blaine?”
Blaine turned red but refused to answer. “Okay, enough!” he thought. “I’m not going to win this war of double entendres.”
Blaine turned around and ended up right in Rachel’s arms. That
was kinda spooky! Blaine didn’t hear her creep up behind him. Rachel gave him a
big hug. “Sorry, Blainers, but I couldn’t resist. I knew it would help cheer up
Kurt,” she apologized. She looked to make sure Kurt had gone back downstairs to
play X-Box with Finn. “I sent the invite to everyone for later today before I
called you up. Operation: Kurtervention starts at 5:00 pm tonight!”
“Kurtervention?” Blaine asked, confused.
“A Kurt Intervention! I mean, it’s not like he’s on drugs or
anything, but I wanted him to know how much we loved him.” She showed him her
phone and said, “See? The invitation is even called Operation: Kurtervention. I
have it set to secret so Kurt can’t find out about it and I told everyone to
keep their mouths shut. I even have the perfect song! I need you to sing lead.”
Rachel explained her plans to Blaine and left him with a new
song to learn. Finally, Blaine was able to take his shower! When he undressed,
tiny crushed up pieces of popcorn scattered all over the floor. Blaine debated
over leaving them there to torture Kurt, something he would never do at home
because he would get into big trouble, or clean them up. His good nature won, and he gathered them all
up, saving them for a future purpose. He couldn’t stick with his vow to not
pull any more pranks. Kurt started it, after all! The Warblers always told him
it was imperative that he win the prank war at any cost, or at the very least
have the last move. There was honor at stake!
After the shower and the ever important
tame-at-least-some-of-the-curls hair ritual, Blaine dressed. He scooped the
broken popcorn pieces, deposited them in Kurt’s pillow case and listened to the
song Rachel picked out a few times to get to know his part. It really was a
good song, perfect for the situation! Rachel required him to get Kurt out of
the house before the gathering, and he knew the perfect place to go.
Blaine ran down the stairs to join the rest of kids in the
family room. Kurt was legitimately kicking Finn’s ass in the game. There was no
sneaking or cheating involved. Kurt took to the game like a fish in water.
“Blaine! Come play! You can help me beat Finn!” exclaimed
Kurt. “Rachel can play on Finn’s team.” He pressed some buttons and Finn’s tank
blew up. “Gotcha again! That’s 5-0!”
Finn cursed and looked over to Blaine. “Your boyfriend is a
killing machine!” He grinned and added, “I can’t wait to get him to play
against Puck. He won’t know what hit him.”
“Less talk, more play, Hudson,” growled Kurt. Blaine grinned
at them. He never expected Kurt to play video games and play well. Maybe he had
discovered some sort of hidden talent. Carole left to do her shopping, and the
three men passed around the controller, taking turns playing each other. Kurt
tried to get Rachel to play, but she only succeeded in blowing herself up.
“It seems you have adopted the Blaine Anderson style of play,
Berry!” laughed Kurt.
“It was so nice to see
Kurt in such a good mood. Maybe we are finally coming out of the woods,”
Blaine thought optimistically.
Around 4:30, Rachel gave Blaine a knowing look and said,
“Kurt, you know what would be lovely? A tea, one of the herbal ones, from the
Lima Bean.”
“We have lots in the kitchen, Rach. Go help yourself!” said
Kurt, trying to concentrate on the game.
“But I want a Lima Bean tea!” she informed him with a cute
pout in her voice. “And I bet Blaine would love to get a medium drip.” She
stared hard at Blaine, prompting him further.
Blaine paused the game to the protest of the other two men.
“What a great idea, Rachel!” he said with a little too much enthusiasm. Kurt looked
at him like he had three heads. “I’ll go get us one! Kurt, come with me! I’ll
buy you a mocha.”
“I’m busy, Blaine!” said Kurt, unpausing the game. Rachel
gave Finn a look and Finn paused the game again to the chagrin of a protesting
Kurt.
“That’s a good idea, Rachel and Blaine!” Finn spoke in a
strange halting voice like he was reading a script or something. “I want to
take a break anyhow. Kurt, why don’t you go on a coffee run with Blaine, then
we can continue later. I’ll even invite Puck over. How does that sound?”
“Sure, I guess,” said Kurt, shrugging. Everyone was acting
really weird. Sure, he could take a
break. However, he was really enjoying the game. It was a good outlet for his
frustrations. Well, if Finn could get Puck to come over and play then he was
all for it. Kurt was looking forward to showing off his new skills to Puck.
As Kurt and Blaine left, Carole returned from shopping.
Perfect timing! Rachel and Finn got to work setting up the Kurtervention.
Everyone was going to arrive shortly and there was so much to do!!
**********
“So you say that I’m a massage chair addict, Kurt. Shall I
start calling you a gaming addict? Next thing I know, you’re going to start
playing those Online Role Playing games and I’ll become an MMO widower,” teased
Blaine as they returned to the house. Blaine had taken his time driving back
from the Lima Bean, buying a little more time for guest to arrive. Naturally
Blaine and Kurt talked about Kurt’s newly discovered talent. Well, Kurt did.
Blaine, for the most part, listened.
“Don’t be silly, Blaine. I have room in my heart for all of
you! And what’s an MMO? Maybe Finn can show me,” replied Kurt. He noticed all
the cars in the driveway and looked around, asking, “Why are all these cars
around here?”
Blaine ignored him and said nervously, “Why don’t we go in
the backyard and lay on the hammock. It’s such a nice day out!” He had texted
Rachel as they were pulling into the driveway so they would know that the
couple had arrived.
“Ooooh, what are you proposing, Blaine?” asked Kurt and
raised his eyebrows suggestively.
“Kurt, I appreciate your new spontaneous world view, but I
don’t think your neighbors would appreciate the show,” laughed Blaine. He
looked in the backyard and could see that everyone was trying to hide around
the corner. Luckily, Kurt wasn’t paying attention.
“You’re such a party poop,” Kurt mumbled, pretending to
pout.
As they entered the backyard, Kurt leaned in to give Blaine
a kiss. It was a bit awkward as he was carrying both his and Rachel’s drinks.
“SURPRISE!” came a yell from the crowd in the backyard!
“HOLY SHIT!!!” screamed Kurt and tossed the two drinks in
the air. They landed with a splat on the lawn. Kurt and Blaine jumped out of
the way just in time, before the splash of the drinks could stain their pants.
Kurt looked around to see all his friends smiling at him.
Even some of the adults were there! “If you all are trying to kill me today, I
think you’ve almost succeeded,” panted a slightly peeved Kurt. If there was
nothing else in the world Kurt disliked more, Kurt hated to look stupid and the
surprise put him in a bizarre position. Was he to be happy that everyone was
here or annoyed they had caught him screaming out an obscenity while sounding
like a little girl at the annual Halloween Haunted House Hayride? Everyone looked at him, shocked. Rory did a
quick sign of the cross, totally scandalized at Kurt’s outburst. Puck and
Santana looked at him like proud parents.
“I think our little gay is growing up,” said Santana to
Puck, pretending to wipe away a tear. Puck just let out a chuckle but
completely agreed with his ex.
After catching his breath and allowing his pulse and voice to
come down from the upper stratosphere, Kurt said with a grin, “What’s this all
about?”
Rachel walked up to him and said, “We all wanted to let you
know how much we loved you, Kurt. So I called everyone together for this little
gathering of friends.”
Sue Sylvester walked forward from the back of the crowd.
Carole had invited all the adults she knew who were close to Kurt. Even though
the school year was over, Coach Sylvester donned her signature track suit, this
time in a dark purple with white stripes. She had made a few adjustments to
allow for her ever expanding pregnant belly. She put her hand on Kurt’s
shoulder and said, “Porcelain, Little Miss Drama Queen called us all here for
this ‘Kurtervention,’ as she called it, to show you how much we care. And I
think it’s needed, since you look like the love child of Freddy Mercury and
Adam Lambert.”
Kurt was surprised, because Sue referring to him as a love
child of that pairing was a compliment. But then Kurt mentally went back over
all of Sue’s words to the one that bothered him. Kurtervention. Uh oh. That did
it! Kurt’s smile melted, and everyone else pretended to do something else. They
knew what was coming. “What are you talking about? What’s a Kurtervention?”
Kurt demanded while turning to Rachel and Blaine for an explanation.
Rachel stepped up proudly, ready to take credit. “A
Kurtervention! A Kurt intervention. It was a clever name I thought up. We all
know you are going through this phase, and the New Directions are here to help
you get through it!”
Kurt’s eyes flashed angrily. “You think this is a phase?” he
asked. He could feel the anger rising. He had to do something so he wouldn’t
blow it again. This time he was not going to run, at least not yet. He was
going to face this head on.
Rachel tried to put her arm through Kurt’s, but he yanked
away angrily. Rachel sensed another fight was brewing, and she was ready for it.
“Now you listen here, Kurt Hummel! We know who you really are, and this isn’t
it. We are here to do whatever it takes to turn you back to the talented and fashionable
Kurt we all love and adore.”
Kurt shot her a dirty look and Rachel realized that might
have been the wrong choice of words. “Does everyone else feel that way?” he asked
angrily, staring at his friends. They all looked at the ground, refusing to
answer and leaving a taken-aback Rachel to answer Kurt.
Rachel looked around, shocked to learn the rest of her team
wasn’t there to back her up. “What I mean to say is…”
“Rachel, I really thought you learned your lesson yesterday,
but I guess you haven’t. The Kurt you knew before?” he said, pointing back to
the house. “He is gone. Forever! He was a wimp. Everyone walked over him, and
it caused him nothing but pain and misery. This is a much more confident, sure
Kurt. I’m taking shit from no one! If you can’t accept it, I don’t need you.”
He turned to everyone else and yelled, “I don’t need any of you! What kind of
friends are you anyway? You can’t even stand with your friend and former
teammate,” he added bitterly.
For once, Rachel didn’t want to cause a scene so she turned away
and started to walk towards her friends, who all looked uncomfortable. Kurt
wasn’t done with her.
Kurt followed her and grabbed her shoulder, spinning her
around. “Rachel, I wanna talk to you.”
Rachel spat, "The last time we talked, Mr. Hummel, you
reduced me to tears. I promise you it won't happen again."
All of a sudden Kurt started to sing while walking around
Rachel:
“Do I attract you? Do I repulse you with my
queasy smile?
Am I too dirty? Am I too flirty?
Do I like what you like?
I could be wholesome. I could be loathsome
I guess I'm a little bit shy
Why don't you like me? Why don't you like me without making me try?”
Am I too dirty? Am I too flirty?
Do I like what you like?
I could be wholesome. I could be loathsome
I guess I'm a little bit shy
Why don't you like me? Why don't you like me without making me try?”
He started walking around the backyard, singing to the
rest of the New Directions and adults, avoiding Carole and Blaine. They all
looked at him uncomfortably:
“I tried to be like Grace Kelly. But all her
looks were too sad
So I tried a little Freddie. I’ve gone identity mad!
I could be brown. I could be blue. I could be violet sky
I could be hurtful. I could be purple
I could be anything you like
Gotta be green. Gotta be mean. Gotta be everything more.
Why don't you like me? Why don't you like me?
Why don't you walk out the door!”
So I tried a little Freddie. I’ve gone identity mad!
I could be brown. I could be blue. I could be violet sky
I could be hurtful. I could be purple
I could be anything you like
Gotta be green. Gotta be mean. Gotta be everything more.
Why don't you like me? Why don't you like me?
Why don't you walk out the door!”
Rachel stomped up to him and
grabbed his arm. “Kurt, getting angry doesn't solve anything." He pushed
her away and continued:
“How can I help it. How can I help it
How can I help what you think?
Hello my baby. Hello my baby. Putting my life on the brink
Why don't you like me. Why don't you like me
Why don't you like yourself?
Should I bend over? Should I look older just to be put on your shelf?”
How can I help what you think?
Hello my baby. Hello my baby. Putting my life on the brink
Why don't you like me. Why don't you like me
Why don't you like yourself?
Should I bend over? Should I look older just to be put on your shelf?”
He sang the chorus one more time, getting in everyone’s
face, but not touching them. He challenged each one of his friends and not one
of them was willing to step up to the challenge. They were frankly a little bit
scared. Even Puck, the resident badass, was a little freaked out.
Blaine was ready to give up. They had come so far and he
was reverting back to day one again. Kurt moved to the bottom of the steps and
finished the song with another chorus:
“Say what you want to satisfy yourself
But you only want what everybody else says you should want.”
But you only want what everybody else says you should want.”
As he finished, he stood at on the bottom step, glaring
at everyone. “So before I leave this ‘Kurtervention’,” he said using air quotes
for the Kurtervention, “is there anything else I should know from my so-called
friends?”
Rachel decided she wasn’t going to go down alone. She
marched up to him and exclaimed, “Well, Blaine thought it was a good idea!
Didn’t you, Blaine?” She looked back, expecting backup from her second best
friend. Several people in the crowd murmured, “Oooooh.” Blaine looked mortified
and put his face in his hands in defeat.
Kurt looked at his boyfriend, feeling betrayed. The one
thing he feared would happen just did. Blaine had turned on him. Rather than
screaming, he said simply, “I hope everyone has a pleasant evening. I have to
go.” He calmly walked up the stairs while a shocked New Directions looked on.
He entered the house and slammed the door shut. Once he was inside, Kurt
stomped upstairs to his room, perceiving it as his last sanctuary. He had to
get away. Not just to his room. He needed to get out of there. Blaine chased
after Kurt into the house, slightly terrified of the new and unknown direction
Kurt was taking.
***************
A/N Finn loves his exclamation marks. Who
knew? Song is Grace Kelly by Mika. I heard this song and instantly thought of
Kurt. Next chapter: New Directions Battle Royale time!!! And yes, I (KK) am a
gamer.
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