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NOTES: Sometimes, I just feel so effing bad for Kurt. I mean, dude can take a hit and keep on truckin', but in reality, some bullied teenagers have taken their lives over lesser things. I love all the glee guys and I really wish they saw Kurt the way I see Kurt and I really wish they would include him more in some of their escapades because I think he'd make it funny as all get out. And then this story happened. OMfriggin'G you guys. My first multi-chaptered fic. I didn't think this one would be the first one to make it to multiple chapters, but it appears it is. It started one way and ended somewhere else, but I like it. I hope you guys do too.

Operation: Brothers

Season 2 Episode 6 – Never Been Kissed

Kurt: Now, obviously for this medley to work I'm going to have to sing lead and, of course, when you're singing Diana Ross, Bob Mackie-esque marabou feather boas are a must.

Artie: Isn't this lesson about opposites? I mean, you in a sequined gown and a feather boa is exactly what you'd expect.

Kurt: OK, who said anything about a gown?

Puck: Uh, dude. Why don't you make yourself useful and go put some rat poisoning in them old folks Jell-O or visit the Garglers.

Kurt: The Warblers.

Puck: Whatever. See what they're up to and you can wear all the feathers you want. You'll blend right in.

Looking at the boys surrounding him and realizing that they didn't care about anything he had to say, Kurt sighed dejectedly. "Fine."

Kurt resignedly picked up his presentation board and began to walk away, intent on the job awaiting him. He didn't notice Mike look to Finn worriedly, or Puck looking curiously over at Sam and Artie.

Finally, Finn called out "Wait!" stopping the closest thing he has to a real brother from walking out of the choir room door. "Are you serious?"

Kurt turned back to the room and shrugged, answering "Why not? You guys obviously aren't listening to me, like always. I might as well go do something 'useful.'" Kurt made air quotations, quoting Puck. Once again, he turned towards the door to walk out, before he felt a hand on his shoulder.

"Hold on," said Finn. "I'll go with you."

Kurt flinched when the hand clapped down on his bruised shoulder from that morning's dumpster toss, before shrugging it off. He scoffed. "Please Finn. I am more than capable of handling a little spying mission."

"I don't think you are," interjected Puck. He crossed his arms. "It takes serious stealth and I was totally joking before. No matter how gay this school is, you'll still probably stick out like a sore thumb. I mean, you're you."

Kurt sighed once more, looking at the other guys. They were all nodding their heads. Kurt moved to sit back down, resigning himself to the fact that the boys didn't realize how offensive they were being. He honestly didn't think they would ever get it. Laying his board against the desk, he turned to look at Puck. "Well then, Puck. What do you propose I do?"

"Well first off, it's not as easy as just sticking on random clothes that look like their uniform." Kurt looked down at the desk. He hadn't exactly had the time to put much thought into what he was going to do, but thinking on it now, creating a fake uniform didn't sound like too bad of an idea. Puck was saying not to though. Not noticing Kurt's hesitation, Puck continued. "You've got to be the actual picture of stealth and the closest to stealthy that you can get in this situation is if you dress in your interview best, and pretend to be checking out their school for an immediate transfer." Kurt looked back up at Puck as all the other guys gasped and marveled at his brilliance. "Artie, get out your laptop."

Artie did so immediately, wanting to see where the master was going with his plan. Puck sat beside Kurt as Artie searched for Dalton Academy's website. Finding it quickly, he then handed his laptop over to Puck, letting him take a look at the site himself.

"Ok, let's see," Puck began. "When you get home later, go onto this page and take a look into their school system, just so you can be a little informed. Like, click on the 'About Us' page." Puck clicked on the tab and started scrolling down, not really reading it, but showing Kurt. He turned away from the webpage then to look at Kurt's face. "Then from there, look over the information, but what you really want is the 'Contact Us' page. Once you get that information, set up an appointment by phone by pretending to be your mom. Your voice is so high, it shouldn't be a problem, and then go from there and check out the school."

Kurt felt even more offended by Puck's remark about sounding like a girl, but he couldn't help but let it go after having glanced at the 'About Us' page of Dalton's website hovering in the background. Kurt stared more closely at the page and read what looked like the words "No Bullying Harassment Policy." That would definitely have to be something Kurt would look more into. He flinched as Puck shut the laptop sharply and handed it back to Artie.

"Got it, Hummel?" Kurt looked at the closed laptop Artie was sticking back into his bag.

"Got it," he managed to quietly say. His mind was still with the website and its words.

"Good, because if you get caught…" Kurt looked up at Puck, waiting for more stupid to come out of his mouth. "Well, there'll already be a bunch of dudes over there to beat your tail."

Kurt sighed. He doubted that would be the case if there was a no bullying policy, but then again, was it even possible to enforce such a thing?

"Don't worry, Puck," Finn interjected assuredly. "Kurt and I have got this."

Kurt sighed again. He certainly hoped they did.

"This is going to be the best thing ever!" exclaimed Finn. The boys were sitting in Kurt's Lincoln Navigator, with Kurt driving them home. "It's going to be like one big, badass, brotherly, bonding moment. It's going to be totally awesome!" Finn paused for a moment and then gasped in excitement once again. "Actually, we should totally call it that! Operation: Quadruple B! Big. Badass. Brotherly. Bonding…AWESOME!" Finn put his hand up and out expecting to get a high-five from his almost-brother, but instead he received a deadpan stare and quietness. Kurt turned back to look at the road.

Finn started feeling a damper being put on his good mood and dropped his hand. "Dude, what's wrong? This is going to be great. You'll see. Puck's plan is practically fool-proof."

Kurt snorted derisively. "Yeah, because that's exactly what I think when I think of Noah Puckerman: Fool-Proof. This is the idiot boy who tried to steal an ATM; not money, but an entire ATM, Finn and you all act like he's the smartest person alive when it comes to any type of rule breaking. I just think he's a complete moron. We shouldn't be doing this."

Finn, who was about to protest and stick up for his best friend, then had to change directions and stick up for Operation: Quadruple B. "Dude, No! We totally should. Those Dalton guys may look like perfect prep boys, but I'm sure that on the inside, they're just like us: mean, nasty dudes who play hard and sing even harder." Finn paused for a moment before goofily smiling for a moment and commenting, "Rachel would be proud of our plan."

Kurt snorted once more. "But of course, if Miss Berry approves."

Finn shoved Kurt gently before reaching for Kurt's head. Kurt batted the hand away as hard as he could, but considering he was driving, he was quite unsuccessful. Finn went ahead and ruffled Kurt's hair. "NO! Finn!" Kurt tried to put his hair back to the way it was, but Finn let out an evil laugh and just did it again. It wasn't long before both boys were chuckling at each other's silliness.

"You suck so much," said Kurt laughingly.

"No, that would be you." Finn said straight faced.

Kurt's mouth fell open at his sheer audacity. "FINN!" Kurt laughed his brother's name incredulously. Finn laughed too and ruffled Kurt's hair once more. "Oh my Gaga, STOP!"