[Glee belongs to Ryan Murphy and FOX, not me]
Kurt pulled up outside his family home and smiled as he switched the radio and the car engine off and walked round to the boot to get his cases out – he had six weeks worth of washing in one and clean clothes that Reed had given him in the other. He heaved them out of the boot and set them on the ground panting slightly he then shut the boot and locked the car. He then went to pick up both of the cases only to find one of them gone "What the-?" he then saw a shadow on the ground which he followed to find his step brother, Finn Hudson, standing there with a lopsided smile on his face
"Hey Kurt! I didn't realise you were back today; here let me take those for you. Burt's in the garage fixing up a car and my mum's in the kitchen making lunch so, take your pick of parent!" he walked towards the house leaving Kurt go decide which way to go.
Kurt decided he'd go and see his dad first so he walked to the garage and found Burt putting the finishing touches to a customer's bill so he waited. Eventually Burt had finished and was walking around the desk so that he could lock up when he spotted his son leaning on the frame of the garage door smirking at him.
"Kurt, hey, I didn't think Dalton shut until tomorrow?"
"Yes, well that –was- the original plan, but seeing how I'm only 16 and am not due to leave for another year or two they let us go a day early… So, here I am!"
Kurt gave his dad a broad smile and walked into the garage, he wasn't planning on telling him the fact that him and Blaine may have had a bit of a falling out, and went to sit on the counter and crossed his legs right over left.
"Is Carole cooking tonight or would you like me to do it?"
"Oh! Well as you're offering to cook then could I possibly leave it up to you and Finn?"
"Sure you can, like me to run inside and tell her?"
"No it's OK, kiddo, I've got that one. Just go upstairs and unpack and get freshened up, yeah?"
"Sure Dad, see you later!"
Kurt then jumped off the counter and ran into the house and up to his room, nearly falling over his suitcase at the bottom of the stairs
"FINN!" He yelled "Why did you dump my suitcase here? It's a tripping hazard you know!"
Finn came running from the lounge and just stared at Kurt "The last time I went into your room you told me to get out so I just assumed the same thing would go now that you're home for eight weeks…"
Kurt rolled his eyes and picked up the suitcase and slowly walked up the two flights of stairs to his room and threw it lightly onto the bed and then sitting down on it he took his shoes and socks off and finally collapsed onto his duvet and shut his eyes.
~Two and a half hours later~
Kurt was awoken by a loud knock on the door and a couple of annoyed voices, belonging to his dad and Finn, so he heaved himself off of the bed and staggered over to the door and threw it open
"Yes? Can I help you?"
Finn merely looked at the floor while Burt stood there holding a tray of food
"This is most likely cold by now, I thought you said you were going to help cook tonight, what happened?"
Kurt blushed slightly and looked at his feet
"I was so tired and I collapsed onto the duvet and before I knew where I was you and Finn were trying to break the door down…"
Burt grumbled slightly and handed Kurt the tray of food
"Finn and I are off to watch a game so it's just you and Carole. So, yeah you know the drill. Make sure all of this washed up when you've finished and if Carole needs help well, help her, seeing how she had to cook dinner…"
Kurt sighed, nodded and shut the door slightly then sat down at his desk to eat.