Just a really silly story, won't be a one-shot, though. I'm going to rewrite the story with different people every chapter. ^^ So, this is chapter Finn. Enjoy. (:

Disclaimer: I don't own Kurt, Blaine, Finn or any of the Glee characters.

"Please, Blaine? Pretty, pretty please?"

Kurt's pleading was almost enough for him to just say yes, almost enough though. The pair of tweezers Kurt was wielding didn't speak of any agreement. After his first encounter with them, he was convinced they were evil, and didn't want anything to do with it.

"No, Kurt. They hurt, they're evil."

"But they will make you so very pretty." Kurt said in a very stubborn voice.

"I'm a boy, I don't need to be pretty. I need to be handsome."

"Fine, handsome then. Will you now sit still?"

The tweezers came closer again, but instead of plucking his eyebrows, they were knocked to the ground as Blaine pounced on Kurt. Kurt fell back on his bed, Blaine's mouth glued to his, hands clutching onto his shirt, trying to find any stability in this hazy state.

And just like that, Blaine was gone again, having scooped up the pair of tweezers as he edges towards Kurt's door, then gave Kurt a mischievous grin, darting out onto the hallway, yelling.

"'Help, Finn, Kurt's trying to chop off my eyebrows."

That sure got Finn's attention, he abandoned his Xbox immediately and ran out onto he hallway, effectively knocking Blaine off his feet, since he had been running towards Finn's room.

Finn quickly helped Blaine to his feet, really confused about what was all happening now. Blaine quickly handed him the tweezers.

"Quick, hide these before Kurt..." Blaine's voice trailed off, as he saw Kurt mere feet away from them, his hair disheveled and his blue eyes burning. Personally, Blaine thought Kurt had never looked sexier before.

"Finn, give me those tweezers -now- or I swear I will tell Dad and Carole that you are Rachel are getting married. And I'm not kidding, Finn."

That convinced Finn quickly and he moved slowly towards Kurt, giving Blaine an apologetic look as he stretched out his hand, the tweezers laying on the flat of his palm.

Kurt quickly snatched the tweezers away from Finn, his eyes now focussing on Blaine.

"And you... Finn, grab his arms, Blaine needs to learn a lesson about listening to his boyfriend, who only wants the best for him."

Finn figured he had no choice, but to obey, if he wanted to keep his secret a secret. So, he moved back towards Blaine again, hands outstretched to grab him.

"I'm sorry, Blaine. But Rachel will freak if my mom and Burt know."

"I get it Finn, I'm sorry, too." Blaine said, a glint in his eyes.

This puzzled Finn, and this momentary confusion allowed Blaine to force all his strength into his right arm, pulling back and WHAM. Finn doubled over, clutching his stomach in pain, allowing Blaine to dart past him, down the stairs and out the door, calling to Kurt.

"'See you at school tomorrow, Kurt. Love you."

Which left Kurt leaning against his bedroom doorpost.

'And there goes to boy who has enough courage to get out of the closet, wear too short, bright colored capris to school, and wears bow ties and sunglasses to school. But is afraid of getting his eyebrows plucked. Ladies and gentlemen, Blaine Anderson."

Then Kurt went over to help a still doubled over Finn, who was groaning in pain by now, still clutching his stomach.