"Ready?" Finn asked with a proud, excited smile. He had led Rachel and Kurt- both with their eyes closed- into the Hummel-Hudson living room for a surprise.
"Finn, what is this nonsense?" Kurt asked with a frown. He wasn't up to any of Finn's strange games right now. Rachel sniffed the air blindly.
"And what is that smell?" She complained.
"Alright," Finn completely ignored both of them, and moved to stand to the side of them and his surprise. "On three…one…two…three!" Rachel and Kurt removed their hands from their eyes and opened up their lids to see Finn pointing down at something on the ground with his arms. Finn's eyebrows were practically in his hair and his smile could light up a haunted house at night.
A small, black dog with fluffy black hair and a white stomach was standing there, wagging its tall and its tongue sticking out. Finn expected either one of his friends to squeal at how cute it was, but both singers just stared with confusion. Rachel was tilting her head to inspect the puppy while Kurt just had an eyebrow up in the air with judgment. "What is that?" Kurt asked, not taking his eyes off the dog.
"It's a puppy," Finn said proudly, kneeling down to pet the dog. He rubbed the dog behind its neck, making it wag its tail faster.
"It's wearing a bowtie." Rachel pointed at the red ribbon on its neck. Finn stood up and placed his hands on his hips, his smile never fading. The dog tilted it's head at Finn's voice.
"Yeah!" Finn looked down at the dog; they had a little stare off before Finn looked back at his stepbrother and fiancé. "I named him Blaine." Finn said with all seriousness. Kurt felt his eye twitch.
"Why on earth would you do that?" He asked. Finn scuffed as if it was obvious.
"So I can do this; watch," Finn stepped to the side so that he was between Kurt and Rachel, facing the dapper looking dog. "Blaine," Finn said with authority. The dog tilted it's head once more. Finn lowered his eyebrows and pointed to the floor. "Sit."
"Oh, dear god." Kurt groaned, rubbing his forehead tiredly. Rachel fought off a laugh as the dog sat its butt to the ground.
"You get it?" Finn asked excitedly. Kurt rolled his closed eyes.
"Yes, Finn; I get it."
"Isn't it great?" Finn asked his friends, looking from one person to the other and then down at his new pet. Kurt just walked off, mumbling something insulting against Finn. The dog barked, as if he knew what Kurt had said. Rachel shook her head, her smile no longer on her face. She had her hands on her hip as she stared at the dog. Finn frowned a bit at Kurt's reaction. "Well I thought it was funny."
A/N: He-he! I couldn't resist! : )