For the last month it was an unspoken agreement that Rachel Berry's house held a sleepover every weekend. Mercedes and Kurt came over every weekend to cook, have sing offs, and gossip. It was the highlight of each of their weeks.

Sometimes the other girls would come too. Tina and Quinn often liked to make appearances when they were allowed. Brittany liked to as well, but Santana usually demanded a more…private sleepover of the two of them.

However, this past weekend had been a finals studying weekend, so they didn't get together. Now it was Wednesday though, and his last final was tomorrow. Even though, his mind wasn't really on his studies now.

See, he knew Rachel had a brother a year younger than her.

"My brother's finally home!" Rachel exclaimed sort of skipping in to Glee club Monday morning.

"He doesn't live with you?"

"Blaine boards at Dalton Academy in Westerville, it's very prestigious, but so very far away. But he just finished his semester so he got home this weekend!"

"Oh, cool."

"Yes, cool. Very cool. Blaine convinced my dads that they really needed to visit my grandparents in Florida. They're gone for the next two weeks until Chanukah!"

"So does this mean-"

"Yes! The Rachel Berry House Party Train-Wreck Extravaganza: Number Two, is in action this Friday night!"

"And your brother doesn't mind a house full of older teenagers causing ruckus during his break?"

"It was his idea."

But Kurt had never seen Blaine. Not at his current age at least. There were photographs (and even paintings) of the young Rachel and Blaine all over the house. And yeah, Kurt could see they were adorable children, but he had no idea what the cheerful curly headed boy he'd seen in their family photographs had become.

So when Rachel changed her Facebook profile to a photo of her and an outrageously dashing sixteen year old boy that Wednesday, Kurt just about fell out of his seat.

This is Blaine? This can't be Blaine. He was, well, a smidge above dreamboat. His hair was…and his eyes and his smile, oh, god his smile. Kurt was done, this was too distracting and he was on the verge of becoming the creepiest Facebook stalker ever. He hit the "x" on the corner of the Facebook tab.

Then Kurt realized, once finals were over, he was going to meet Blaine.

Rachel would be hosting another Rachel Berry House Party Train-Wreck Extravaganza while her dads were out of town again. Last time Rachel ended up getting rejected by Finn several time throughout the night. Kurt had watched, sober as anyone. But this time Kurt would be there, and he decided he wanted to try drinking, and he'd be sleeping over for the whole weekend. He'd be at Rachel's all the time during break as well. And oh god, he hasn't even met Blaine yet.

Pre-Calculus, Kurt, think Pre-Calculus. Or think about Blaine's hair-Permutations. Or possibly his lively eyes-or Combinations. Oh dear, Kurt may fail.

In honor of Kurt being pretty sure he did not fail his last exam, he was treating himself to a trip to the mall with Mercedes, Tina, and Brittany.

"As a fellow committer of unconventional style, I understand the fine delicacy and beauty of black lace, Tina. But I'm sorry; a satchel made entirely of lace is so impractical. It will rip within a day, and I know how sensitive you are."

Tina sighed and Brittany put a consoling hand on her shoulder, "It's alright, Tina. You don't need that, you can use me instead."

"What?"

"I'll carry your stuff for you! See, look, I have this bear backpack," and surely enough Brittany turned around to reveal a furry light brown bear backpack strapped to her back, "See, you can just put your stuff in here."

"But Brittany-"

Brittany raised a hand towards Tina's mouth to interrupt her while beaming brightly, "Oh! I don't mind sharing! My parents taught me that sharing is important last year, so don't worry about it."

"Last year?"

"I didn't want to share my doggy biscuits with Queen Plumpernickel."

Everyone was quiet for a moment, but Mercedes had to ask, "Who is Queen Plumpernickel?"

"She's Lord Tubbington's mom, she's a Rotwieler dog."

"Isn't Lord Tubbington a cat?" Tina looked somewhat distressed at her own confusion.

"Yeah, she laid the egg he hatched out of in the nest outside my window. I totally thought I was pregnant."

Everyone stared at her, absolutely flabbergasted.

"But it was just a false alarm. Phew!" She smiled and waved a hand against her forehead in relief.

Everyone nodded quietly and Kurt broke the silence this time, "So, what are you guys wearing to Rachel's party Friday?"

The next day Kurt had started planning his outfits for the weekend. Kurt hated over packing, he didn't like to seem high maintenance. But a guy's got to have more than one style of black leather chest harnesses, right?

Text From Mercedes Jones:

Omg. I just met Rachel's brother.

Text To Mercedes Jones:

Oh? Does he have a crush on Barbara Streisand like his big sister?

Text From Mercedes Jones:

I think he has a crush on you.

Author Note: Hi guys! So I'm jumping on board with the Anderberry Sibling at Sleepovers fun.
This one will probably have no scheduled updates unlike like my other fic, but I'm having fun, so.
And I'm currently writing the next part.
Review, gracias! :D