Blaine was busily tapping away on his laptop while he talked to his brother, and Wes and David were mirroring each other with how they were laying on the couches, tired and nearly asleep. Kurt was up in his room, most likely getting ready for bed.
Blaine was laughing at something his brother had said when suddenly there was a knock at the door of the main entrance to the house.
He looked up from his laptop at the door all the way on the other end of the room, and he raised an eyebrow when no one got up to get it, even though Wes and David were about ten feet away from the door.
Wes looked up. "Blaine, could you get that?" He asked.
"Yeah, Blaine, could you?" David asked, and they both batted their eyelashes innocently.
Blaine sighed, rolling his eyes, and moved his laptop off of his lap and onto the coffee table in front of him. "Yeah, because I'm not all the way across the room or anything..." He mumbled sarcastically, and glared at his two so-called best friends, who only flashed him angelic smiles.
Another knock came just as Blaine reached the door, and he opened it to reveal a tall teenage boy, looking about the same age as Blaine. He had a lost, clueless look in is eyes and his face seemed a bit blank as he stared down at Blaine.
Another thing Blaine noticed. He was freakishly tall.
"Um, can I help you?" Blaine asked, raising an eyebrow.
The taller boy blinked. "Oh, yeah, uh...is Kurt Hummel here?" The boys asked, and Blaine's eyes narrowed immediately and Wes and David shot up from where they were lying down. Was this an old bully from Kurt's school that came to tease him? The three boys braced for a fight as Blaine nodded.
"Yeah, he's...upstairs. Hang on." Blaine said, his voice hard, and he moved over to the stairs as the boy shifted awkwardly in the doorway. "Kurt?" Blaine called.
A groan. "What?" Was his answer, sounding irritated, and it almost made Blaine chuckle.
"You have company." Blaine answered.
Sure enough, Kurt left his room and came down the stairs into the common room, wearing silky, sky blue pajamas under a dark blue robe. He ducked his head around the banister to see who it was, and upon seeing the boy, he fit lit up in a huge smile.
"Finn!" He exclaimed excitedly, and bounded down the stairs and across the room into the Finn's arms.
The three boys raised an eyebrow as the two hugged, and Finn laughed and hugged Kurt tight, spinning around in a short circle before releasing him.
"Hey, bro, how you doing?" Finn asked with a wide smile.
"I'm great, I-" Upon seeing the confused looks on the boys' faces, he laughed. "Boys, this is my step-brother, Finn."
The boys' jaws fell open in realization and they nodded in acknowledgment.
"Finn, this is Blaine, Wes and David." Finn waved at them and they each waved back. Kurt turned back to Finn. "So what are you doing here?" His face fell. "Is everything OK? Is it Dad?" His hand flew to his mouth. "Did he have another heart attack? Do we need to go to the hospital? Oh my God. I'll get my keys and then we ca-"
"Woah, woah, Kurt!" Finn grabbed his elbow gently to stop him from running back up the stairs, and pulled him back, seeing his worry-filled eyes calm a bit. "No, no, Burt's fine, calm down." Kurt sighed in relief. "Actually, he and Mom went on their honeymoon for the weekend." He said with a nervous smile.
Kurt blinked. "Oh, well, good for them. I felt bad that they couldn't at first...but, couldn't've you just texted that to me or something?" He asked.
Finn looked uncomfortable. "Yeah, well...that's the thing. You know what happened last time they left me home alone..."
Kurt groaned. "I had no idea it was possible to set the kitchen on fire by boiling water." He said.
"A towel fell under the pot!" Finn defended. "But anyway, they didn't want me home alone again, so...I need a place to stay..." He winced.
Kurt raised an eyebrow. "What do you mean?"
"I need to stay here." Finn clarified. "They already talked to the principal or headmaster or whatever, and he said that it was fine." He paused. "You know...after Burt threatened to sue the school for discrimination against your sexuality." He mumbled.
The three boy's eyebrows shot up.
Kurt shook his head and rubbed his temples with his thumb and forefinger. "Oh, Dad..." He mumbled, and then looked up. "Fine, sure; make yourself at home." Kurt said, turning.
"Uh, Kurt?" Finn said quickly. "Wait. There's...one more, tiny...little thing." He said, looking uncomfortable all over again.
Kurt stilled, an icy glare taking over his features that made Blaine's eyes widen. He turned. "What is it, Finn?" He asked, his eyes narrowing as he crossed his arms.
Finn stepped back a little. "It's really not that big of a deal..." he said nervously.
"Humor me." Kurt challenged, his eyes narrowing to slits.
"Huh?"
"Finn! What is it?" Kurt demanded, his voice rising a whole octave.
"OK! OK!" Finn surrendered, holding his hands up in front of him. "Um...well, you know how Puck fights with his Mom a lot..." Finn started.
Kurt crossed his arms. "I don't like where this is going, but sure."
"Well, two days ago — before I knew that we were gonna stay here, I swear!" Finn said quickly.
"We?" Kurt asked.
Finn brushed it off. "He and his Mom got into a huge fight and...she kicked him out, so...he moved in with us, and..."
"And..." Kurt prompted.
"Well, he, uh—"
"PRINCESS!" Puck's voice boomed through the common room as he came running through the door, a backpack slung on one shoulder.
Kurt's eyes widened. "Oh dear God." He managed to say before Puck grabbed him and pulled him into a spine-crushing hug.
"I missed you, Kurt!" Puck said with overly-exaggerated sadness, squeezing his eyes shut as he nestled into Kurt's chest.
"Oof, yes, hello, Noah." Kurt grunted out, patting the teen's Mohawk.
Blaine, Wes and David looked at each other with one eyebrow raised.
Puck finally released Kurt, and then smiled hugely, looking around. "Oh my God, this place is amazing! It's so big and homey and...and red. Why is it all red? It looks like Hogwarts He gasped. "Kurt? I didn't know you went to Hogwarts! I can't believe you were a wizard this whole time!" He said, spinning around, and then stopped, putting a hand to his forehead. "Woah. That was dizzy. Catch me, Kurt!" He said, leaning back, and fell when Kurt didn't make an attempt to catch him. "Wow. This rug is really soft. I think I could sleep here!" He announced, snuggling into the floor. He pawed at Kurt's leg. "Come cuddle with me, Kurt..." He pouted.
Kurt looked down at him, and, crouching down, ran a hand through his Mohawk. "Noah, sweetie, are you drunk?"
Puck giggled. "You called me sweetie." He pointed out. "And no...no I'm not drunk. If I was drunk I would be acting all...drunk. It's weird." He said.
Kurt sighed stood up. He looked at Finn. "Is he drunk?" Kurt asked.
"Nope." Finn said with a grin. "Vitamin D." He said, nudging Kurt, who gave a dry laugh. Suddenly, Finn's face fell. "Oh, hey, dude. Where's Sarah?" He asked Puck, but he was asleep.
"Who?" Kurt asked.
"Puck took his little sister with him." Finn clarified.
"Little si..." Kurt trailed off, his eyes widening. "Finn! You left a six year old girl alone outside in the middle of a blizzard?" Kurt screeched.
"I thought Puck had her!" Finn defended.
"Puck was drugged, Finn! Oh my..." He cut himself off and ran outside into the thick snow.
Finn looked at the three boys awkwardly. "'Sup?" He asked, jerking his chin up, and the three returned the gesture before Kurt stumbled in, returning with a little girl with short brown hair down to her shoulder, shivering violently and pressing her face into the crook of Kurt's neck.
"Oh God, she's freezing." Kurt said worriedly; sitting her on one of the couches and wrapping a blanket around her, pushing her hair behind her ear. "You alright, Sar-Bear?" He asked Sarah, who nodded, her teeth chattering.
"Th-thank you, K-Kurtie." She forced out.
Kurt's blood boiled. He stood up. "Finn! he screeched. "How stupid can you possibly be to leave a six hear old girl out in a blizzard and trust her alone with a drugged teenager?"
"I thought that Puck would be OK with her!"
"You thought. You thought? No, you didn't! You don't think!"
"Hey, I can be smart when I want to be!"
"Says the boy who thought he grilled the face of Jesus into a grilled cheese sandwich!" Kurt accused.
"My wishes came true!" Finn claimed.
"Yeah, your wishes to win a football game. Become quarterback again and get to second base to Rachel, when you could've wished for my Dad to get out of the hospital!" Kurt yelled.
"Your Dad turned out to be fine!"
"That's not the point!"
"Ugh! I can't believe we came from the same womb!"
"We didn't come from the same womb, you idiot!"
"Fine, then! I can't believe that you don't have a womb!"
Everyone's jaw dropped.
"That's it!" Kurt screeched, charging at Finn, and tackled him, knocking him over.
Kurt went to punch him, but Puck, who had recently woken up, wound his arms around Kurt's petite waist and pulled him back.
"Woah, woah, hey! Hummel, calm down, little dude!" Puck said, holding back a thrashing Kurt. He set him down and held him back with one arm.
Finn got up and walked forward. "What's the point, Puck, he probably wouldn't even be able to get a good punch in!" He accused, and Puck held an arm out in front of him, too to keep him from getting any closer.
Kurt fumed. "Yes, actually, I would! And either way I wear Doc Martens and can kick well above my head!"
"Yeah, a move you learned from cheerleading!" He sing-songed the word.
Blaine's eyebrows shot up to his head.
Kurt tried to charge him again, but Puck held him back.
"Hey! You guys! Stop it!" Puck said, holding them back. "What the hell is wrong with you guys?"
"He is!" The two yelled at the same time, pointing to each other.
Puck sighed. "You guys are acting like five year olds."
"I'm not! He is! Who asked you? He did! No he didn't! Ugh!" They both yelled at each other, crossing their arms and facing away from each other.
Puck rolled his eyes and dropped his arms. "I feel the love, guys." He turned to Kurt and smirked. "But in the meantime..." He trailed off and grabbed Kurt around the waist from behind, pulling him into a backwards hug. Kurt smiled at him and laughed.
"Hi, Noah." He said.
"Still calling me that?" Puck asked with a wince, releasing Kurt.
"Always will." Kurt said, turning around and hugging him properly. "When'd you sober up so fast?"
Puck shrugged. "Guess the five minutes of sleep helped it wear off." He pulled away. "How're you doing? Everyone treating you alright, right?" Puck asked, narrowing his eyes at the three boys. "'Cause just say the word and I'll be kicking some prep school ass."
"Noah." Kurt warned, laughing. "They're fine. Everyone's nice. Much nicer than at McKinley, at least." He said.
Puck put a hand to his chest in mock offense. "Ouch. That hurt, Hummel."
Kurt rolled his eyes. "Says the boy who threw me into dumpsters for two years straight and then told me that I was asking for it because my last name rhymes with 'pummel.'" He joked, poking Puck's chest hard. He turned to the three Warblers. "But, yes, this is Wes, David, and Blaine. They've really been the ones helping me to adapt to a new environment, but Blaine's really the only sane one."
"Hey!" The two mischief makers yelled. Blaine only laughed, and Kurt winked at him, making him blush a little.
"Oh, wait, is this the Blaine you never shut up abou—" Puck cut himself off as Kurt elbow connected with his stomach, and he hunched over in pain. "Oof! OK, forget I said anything." He grunted out.
Kurt and Blaine both blushed.
"Noah?" A small, tired, high-pitched voice came from across the room. They all turned to see Sarah rubbing at her closed right eye with her fist as she yawned, showing a set of small, pearly white teeth, a few missing. "I'm tired." She said, but it came out as 'I tiyerd.'
"You're tired?" Puck asked. Standing up. "It's not even late!" He crossed over to her and picked her up, tossing her into the air a bit first and making her giggle. "I know what'll wake you up! Rawr!" He said and proceeded to tickle her senseless.
Kurt watched them with a smile and rolled his eyes before Blaine crossed over to him.
"So you never shut up about me, huh?" Blaine asked with a smirk, and Kurt turned to him to hit him playfully on the shoulder, unsuccessfully trying to hide his blush. Blaine laughed. "Hey, I don't blame you; I am pretty awesome." He said, earning a laugh from Kurt.
"And modest, too." Kurt said sarcastically.
"Kurt! Kurtie!" He suddenly heard, and looked over to see Sarah running towards him. "Guess what happened today!" She said excitedly, tugging at his robe.
He chuckled and knelt down so that he was eye-level with her. "What happened, sweetie?" He asked, tucking a lock of short brown hair behind her ear and stroking her cheek.
"I lost another tooth! See?" She said, opening her mouth wide for him to see.
"Wow, that's the third one!" Kurt exclaimed excitedly, trying not to laugh.
"I know!" She cheered, jumping up and down with excitement. "Soon I'll have big girl teeth!"
"You sure will." Kurt chuckled, ruffling her hair. He looked up Blaine, who was grinning fondly at the little girl, and grabbed his hand. He looked back to Sarah. "Hey. You wanna meet a friend of mine?" He asked, raising his eyebrows in temptation.
Sarah's smile fell and she blinked, and turned to look at Puck for approval. He smiled crookedly and gave one short nod, and she turned back and smiled, nodding eagerly.
Kurt tugged on Blaine's hand, motioning for him to crouch down, and he did.
Once eye-level, Blaine held his hand out and smiled charmingly. "Hello there. I'm Blaine, what's your name?" He asked.
Kurt practically saw hearts in the little girl's eyes as her jaw dropped, revealing all of her teeth, either there or missing.
"I'm Sarah." She stuttered, taking Blaine's extended hand, and Kurt intertwined his fingers with Blaine's other hand, smiling at him.
Blaine lifted her hand up and kissed the back of it. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Sarah." He said, and Kurt had to bite back hysterical laughter from the immediate blush that spread across her face.
Kurt stood up. "Alright, well, I'm ready to head to bed." He looked to Finn and Puck. "There aren't any extra beds or rooms you can sleep in so you'll each have to take a couch, and I think Sarah's small enough to sleep in the reclining chair. I hope that's alright?" Kurt asked, wincing a little.
"Of course." Finn said with a nod.
"So...we can stay?" Puck asked.
Kurt smiled and gave a single nod. "You can stay." The two fist-pounded and Sarah jumped up, clapping her little hands together excitedly. "Just one question." Kurt said. "How long will this be for?" He asked.
"Just a day or two, I swear." Finn promised.
Kurt sighed. "Alright, then." He started for the stairs. "Goodnight boys. Goodnight Sarah." He said with a wave, and headed up to his room, Blaine, Wes and David following behind him.
"Why do I have this horrible feeling that you just signed us up for a weekend of wild antics?" Blaine asked after he walked Kurt to his room.
"Simple." Kurt replied with a sigh. "Because I did."
And with that, he bid Blaine goodnight and went to bed.
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So, there's the first chapter. Like it? Hate it? Let me know:) This idea has been bugging me to be written for a while now, so I did.
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