"$2.79"

The cashier's voice shook Dave out of his thoughts as he grabbed his wallet from the pocket of his letterman jacket and paid for the slushie.

"Haven't seen you here in a while," the cashier remarked as he took the bills Dave had handed him.

"Yeah. I just got tired of them for a bit I guess," he said, remembering the stinging of his eyes when he himself was slushied only a few months ago.

"Well good to see you again. Have a nice day," said the cashier as he handed Dave his change and a receipt.

Dave knodded and thought to himself, 'He is the only one who would be happy to see me buy a slushie'. He exited the 7-11 and walked out to Azimo's car.

"Yeah dude!" Azimo said as Dave opened the passenger side door and slid into the seat. "We are back in business. Lopez won't know what hit her!"

"Do we really need to do this?" Dave asked quietly as Azimo put the car in gear and pulled out onto the road.

"Hell yeah we do man. Don't puss out on me. We got to keep those glee kids in line. Show them that no one is safe in Homo Explosion."

Dave couldn't help but think that Homo Explosion sounded like an indie gay action flick. He could even star in it. No. He wasn't gay. Or was he? Ever since that day in the locker room with Hummel he just didn't know. Somewhere deep inside he always knew something about him was different. He pushed Hummel without knowing why he really wanted to. It wasn't until they both in that locker room, screaming in each other's faces that something clicked inside him and he cracked, reaching out to Hummel in the only way he could think of at the time. But that didn't mean he liked Hummel or anything or that he was even gay. One kiss didn't mean anything. And Hummel was so girly anyway it couldn't really count as kissing a guy so it didn't matter. Did it?

"Earth to Karofsky! You with me, man?"

"Yeah," Dave answered still a little caught up in his mind. "Let's do this."

He still didn't understand why he had to slushie Santana. Even after his arm reached out, letting the cold, chunky substance fly from the cup and toward her face, he still didn't get it. He didn't even understand why they had to slushie anyone to begin with, but he had to admit that he used to get a thrill. It wasn't even seeing the shocked faces of his victims that thrilled him. It was the praise he received from his fellow team mates afterward. Slushie-ing was the only thing he was ever praised for. He was a good hockey player back during his sophomore year, but his dad never noticed. He always said that Dave could improve his game. Skate harder. Be faster. It wasn't that his parent didn't love him because they did. They just always thought that Dave could be …better. Dave had finally given up on hockey and picked up football in the hopes he would be a little bit better and finally earn his parents attention, but he was wrong again. They hadn't even gone to the championship game. The only time Dave's dad showed concerned was that day in the principal's office. After Dave had threatened Kurt…

He didn't mean it. Kurt just made him so angry! There was Hummel, walking around with his gay pride taunting Dave. Dave couldn't be gay. He wouldn't be gay. It would just be one more thing his parents would be disappointed about. Last year his cousin had a baby and his aunt had been flaunting the grandmother card ever since then. After they visited the hospital to see the baby for the first time, Dave's mother mentioned how she couldn't wait to be a grandmother, but that didn't mean he needed to go off make that a reality just yet. He didn't think anything of it at the time, but ever since the kiss when Kurt Hummel flitted across Dave's mind all he could think of was the disappointed look his mother would have if he told her he was gay and wouldn't have grandchildren.

Which is why Dave Karofsky was most certainly not gay. He dated girls! He even got to second base with a couple of them. So what if he spent the time thinking about wanting to play XBOX whenever he would make out with a girl. That just meant that he hadn't found the one yet. Right? Though there was that one time he thought of Kurt when he was making out with one of the girls from the Cheerios. He had forgotten her name, but it was totally her fault because she insisted that they listened to music when making out and one day '4 Minutes' came onto the shuffle on her iPod. Dave couldn't help but think of the time that Kurt and Mercedes had done the number when they were both Cheerios. Kurt looked so gay dancing around the gym and singing, his Cheerio uniform fitting him in a way that was very flattering on his small lanky frame as his hips swayed to the beat of the music… But David Karofsky was not gay! It was Hummel's fault for being so girly. This was why Dave gave him such a hard time. He hated Kurt for making him even think about other boys that way. Well, technically not other boys. It was just Hummel. Always. Fucking. Hummel. The shoves and the slushies were Dave's way of punishing Kurt. If Dave had to suffer then so did Hummel.

Still as he slushied Santana and walked away he could help but feel… sorry. After he got back to the rest of his team mates he was once again met with pats on the back and praise for his aim. This time he didn't feel good about the praise though. After all the slushies he had dealt out to the glee club members he felt sorry about this one.