A/N ... EllaBellaDaniella. I blame you for this. :D x
'Kurt?'
'Yes Finn'
'I need to use the laptop, like right now.'
'and why may that be?'
'Puck just sent me a link to this weird site, said I HAD to check it out.'
'but I'm working.'
'facebooking Blaine is hardly wor-'
'FINE. What's the address?'
'Kurt,let me type it..'
'Finn, what's the address?'
'But Kurt I-'
'FINN.'
'Fine, it's...hang on... it's Fanfiction dot com no, wait... dot net.'
*types and clicks*
'Kk, wait two seconds...'
'...'
'okay, here it is. What do I do now?'
'go onto TV shows'
*clicks*
'Okay. now?'
'Scroll down...'
'...'
'further'
'...'
'further.'
'...'
'NO stop, back up.'
'Which one do I click?'
'The one called Glee.'
'Err...okay?'
*clicks*
'...'
'Woah. Finn what is this?'
'I don't know dude, Puck just said there was some crazy shit on this site.'
'Too right there is. What the hell, these stories all have our names in them. Wha- WHAT?'
'Dude, this is creepy.'
'You're telling me Finn.'
'...'
'...'
'Hey, what's Furt?'
*clicks*
'Finn, I am actually freaking out now, they even have my dad and Carole's names here.'
'Hey, this is about us. Holy Crap, this is at our parents wedding! Who the hell wrote a story about us at a wedding?'
'Finn, who the hell writes stories about us full stop. This was under TV shows Finn. TV SHOWS. Seriously, we aren't on TV, so what the hell is going on here.'
'I don't know man... Hey did I really cry?'
'SUBJECT FINN. We are being stalked by crazy writers. I am not particularly bothered by your crying at the moment.'
'...'
'HEY FINN. GIVE ME BACK THE MOUSE.'
'NO WAY. I just saw a Klaine story. We are so checking this out.'
'NO. Give that ba-'
'...'
*cough* 'FINN, you can't just stuff poptarts in people's mouths. For a start, do you know how many calories there are in these things?'
'SUBJECT Kurt.'
'Don't give me that look Finn. Only 'Cedes and I can use that look.'
'...'
'...'
'EWW. GROSS. MY EYES.'
'OH MY GOD.'
'THIS IS PORN.'
'BACK FINN. GO BACK.'
'AHH, IT WON'T STOP.'
'JUST MAKE IT GO AWAY FINN.'
'...'
'...'
'...'
'Now. Now I'm scared.'
'Dude. I just saw you and Blaine getting your groove on. Who do you think is more scared right now.'
'Firstly, you didn't see it. And secondly, no, I am definitely more scared. Someone is writing PORN, about ME. This is all kinds of WRONG.'
'...'
'...'
'Bad mental images dude. Really really bad. I am never gonna see you in the same light'
'Your fault for clicking on it.'
'You could have warned me that's what you and Blaine did at the weeken-'
'FINN. We have been dating for less than a month. WE HAVE NOT HAD SEX.'
'...that's not what this say's.'
'FINN. This is a story. It's not real... (no matter how much I wish)'
'Didn't catch that last bit bro.'
'IT DOESN'T matter'
'Geez calm down dude.'
'Call me dude one more time.'
'Sorry du- Kurt. Sorry.'
'Good, now let's find something else to look at.'
'...'
'...'
'What's Pummel?'
*clicks*
'...'
'...'
'NO. NOT AGAIN. NO.'
'You and Puck? DUDE what the he- OW'
'Shut up and just get out of the story.'
'Okay Okay,'
'...'
'...'
*clicks*
'Ooh, Santtitany. I can guess what this is about.'
'No Finn.'
'...'
'Finn, don't scroll down... I warning you...'
'...'
'OH DEAR LORD,'
'Kurt, Give me the mous- HEY- Don't go back yet.'
'Finn.'
'But I-'
'But nothing. You are NOT going to go all pervy on our friends.'
'but-'
'NO. Now we are going to get off this website right now, and call Noah and give him an absolute bullshitting about the mental scarring he has just put us through.'
'Agreed. I'll still never see you guys the same though, seriously, strawberry flavour-'
'FINN.'
'Fine, fine, I'll leave it.'
'Good, I am off to book myself a therapy appointment, my mind may never be the same.'
'Okay bro, you go do that...'
'...'
'...'
'Finn?'
'Yeah?'
'What are you doing?'
*adds to web favourites*
'Nothi-'
'...'
'OW.'