A/N: I bring you another story that probably only five people will read.

This is kind of sort of inspired by the movie The Change Up

Disclaimer: I don't own Glee. There, I said it. As much as it pains me to say it, I do not own Glee.

"Look Kurt, I'm just implying that Finn and I have a much stronger relationship than you and Blaine."

"I cannot believe you just said that Berry." Kurt screamed. All of the Glee kids were currently hanging out in the basement of the Hudmel home. Everyone was watching the quarrel between Kurt and Rachel with amusement. Even Brittany was focused on the argument.

"Blaine and I have had no fights whatsoever while dating. But you and Finn have been on and off how many times?" Kurt said giving his bitch please look.

"But that's exactly my point. Finn and I have been through so much but here we are, together. You and Blaine have had no arguments which are key to a healthy relationship." She replied as she popped a potato chip into her mouth.

"Blaine and I have had plenty of arguments; they just didn't happen while we were dating."

"Like what?" Rachel asked, challenging the countertenor.

"Like the time when you kissed him and made him think he was bisexual instead of gay. We had a huge fight in which he compared me to the jocks that had tormented me." Kurt said sitting back in his chair with a look of annoyance on his face.

"And that's another thing. Not only have I had a relationship with Finn but I also had a brief romantical period with Blaine before you started dating. That just shows how much better I am at romance than you." Rachel said with a confident smile. But her smile fell when she saw the look of rage on Kurt's face.

"Rachel." He said through clenched teeth. "I can handle your usual smart ass remarks during glee rehearsal. Just barely, but I can handle it. But when you say that the fact that you went out on a date with my boyfriend means you are better at romance than I am, well, that just crosses the line. That is it. I am getting my sai swords."

"You wouldn't." Rachel gasped and started to back away from Kurt as he reached over and pulled his swords out of his messenger bag. He started to twirl them and laughed with malice as Rachel screamed and ran up the stairs. He ran after her, laughing all the way. After a few moments, a door slam was heard.

"Well." Puck said, stretching and standing up. "I better go get them before Rachel dies from the wrath of Kurt Hummel."

"I'll go too." Quinn said, standing up as well. "Kurt will listen to me." The two walked up the stairs, leaving the rest of the group to discuss whether Lady Gaga or Katy Perry was better.

When the two walked out the door they were met with the sight of Kurt chasing Rachel around the front yard in the rain, sai swords abandoned by the front steps.

"Come on back inside guys. It's raining." Quinn yelled but laughed with delight at the sight of Kurt tackling and pinning Rachel to the ground.

"Alright." Puck said grunting. "Time to intervene before Berry gets a black eye." They walked over to the two divas wrestling on the ground. Quinn pulled a struggling Kurt up off the ground while Puck picked Rachel up. A clap of thunder and flash of lightning disturbed the night sky over head.

"Kurt, stop struggling." Quinn yelled over another clap of thunder.

"No." He yelled. "I swear to god Rachel I will-" But they never learned what Kurt was going to do because at that moment, a bolt of lightning struck the ground at their feet, and everything went black.

Kurt was feeling pain like no other. It felt like he was being ripped out of his body and burned in a furnace. All he had to focus on was the pain as it slowly started to fade when suddenly he heard a voice calling.

"Puck! Puck, wake up man!" Was that Finn? Kurt slowly opened his eyes and looked up into the concerned eyes of his brother. It was still raining but less than before.

"Finn?" He croaked out and was taken aback by the hoarseness and the…deepness of it. Finn let out a sigh of relief.

"Thank god you're okay Puck." He said with a smile. "You and the others didn't show up for a while so we came up to see if you were okay and you were all scattered around the yard and-"

"Whoa, whoa wait. Finn, did you just call me Puck?" Kurt asked him. A look of confusion spread on Finn's face.

"Well, yeah. That's your name." He said. Kurt sat up and realized he was in a bush.

"What are you talking about? My name's Kurt." Kurt said as he looked around the yard. He saw several of the New Directions grouped at various points in the yard.

"Puck, what are you talking about?" Finn asked

"Finn, I already told you that I'm Kurt, not Puck. Come on, you aren't that thickheaded, are you?" Kurt smirked but his expression faltered when he saw Finn's shocked face. That's when he noticed what he was wearing: a plain white shirt and loose fitting jeans with holes in them. Then he looked at his arms, his hairy, muscular arms. He slowly reached up to his head with a shaky hand and nearly screamed and felt a wide strip of hair going down the middle of his head.

He was in Puck's body.

But where was his body?

A/N: Please review. It'll help me write stories that aren't complete rubbish.

And I promise to make future chapters longer if you want me to continue the story.