Hello, 32-47ishappiness here! Ok so this is my first story…Ever. So it may not be the best but I hope it's good enough. I sort of got the idea after watching a 'How I Met Your Mother' episode. Now, hope you enjoy! :)
EDIT: Ok so I came back to this story and I really didn't like it. So I added in some stuff and hopefully made it more enjoyable... I think, but anyways, it's going to get finished in no time. This is altered a bit. Not drastically just, altered. It is still the same concept though.
I do not own Glee at all... Ryan Murphy does...
Why Do I Have a Watermelon!?
It wasn't the best week for one Kurt Hummel. Not only did he witness the man of his dreams sing to another guy, when in fact he thought said guy was going to be him, but to also be kindly rejected by him also. Did I mention that these events happen to take place on Valentine's Day? So yeah, not a great week for Kurt Hummel. It's a good thing he made plans to go home this weekend. Maybe there he can relax and try to cheer himself up, and boy, did he get more than just that. He just wished he could remember it.
Finn just knew something was wrong the moment Kurt walked in the door. Usually his brother would be gushing about his stay at Dalton with that Blaire guy, but when he walked through the door he looked sad and only got in a meek 'Hi'. He decides this is where he comes in. Big bro to the rescue!
As Finn watched his step-brother make his way to the stairs to their room he knew he needed to do something before he lost his chance. "Hey Kurt! How's it been at Dalton?!" He asked with too much excitement.
"Oh, um fine I guess." Kurt replied unenthusiastically.
"Well how are you and that Blaire guy?"
"It's Blaine Finn, and everything is fine." said Kurt a bit dryly looking at Finn warily. 'What is he getting at?' he thought.
"Are you sure? Did anything happen with Blaire?"
"Yes I'm sure Finn, can you just drop the subject!" snapped Kurt. He didn't mean to make it come out sounding snarky but he couldn't help it. Now the look on Finn's face is making him feel guilty.
"Oh… Sorry Dude." apologized Finn.
"Look, Finn. I'm sorry I snapped at you. I haven't had a good week with Blair- Dammit Finn! Blaine, I mean. You were only trying to help and I appreciate it." Kurt really was sorry. It wasn't Finn's fault the Blaine didn't want him. He knows he sounded fine when he brought up the topic with Blaine in the coffee shop, but really, would anyone be fine after not having the feelings they harbored for their best friend returned.
"It's cool dude! If you want we can um, you know. Talk about it?"
"No it's fine, but I'll keep that in mind though. I'm just going to head to my room and take a nap or something." Kurt then gave his brother a sincere smile and left to his room.
He had been really touched by Finn's words. He really had been trying to live up to the speech he gave at their parents' wedding. Finn has changed a lot for the better. He is glad that he had a brother looking out for him.
That aside, he can't help but think of the week he's had. 'How can he act like nothing had happened?! Just sit there all week and be his handsome dapper self. Damn him! Clearly I made things weird AND a fool of myself. Why would Blaine want to sing to me anyways? I'm so stupid for even thinking that.' He thought while taking a look around his room. 'A nap will probably do me good right now. Despite it being the week of Valentine's teachers still bombarded us with homework.' With that thought he then plugged his Ipod into his speakers, climbed onto his bed, and drifted off to sleep.
Finn was really worried about Kurt. Seeing his own brother really down just isn't something he likes to witness. 'What happened to him at Dalton? I wish I had a button that can, like, make people better automatically. That would be so freaking cool! It would make things easier! Note to self, make this button.' As he started to contemplate this new found idea Burt came into the room and broke his train of thought.
"What are you thinking so hard about?" asked Burt as he headed to sit next to Finn on the couch.
"A button that will change the world like never before imagined." said Finn with a determined look.
Burt didn't really know how to respond to this. Does he even want to know? No, he does not…
"Right… Has Kurt come home yet?" Burt asked deciding to change the subject before it got any further.
"Yeah! He's in his room. He said he was going to take a nap though so he may be asleep."
Burt wanted to see his son before he left but he didn't want to interrupt his rest. He heard how tough the work could be at Dalton and thought his son needed his rest after his weeks there.
"Ok, well Finn, me and your mother are going out of town this weekend and won't be back 'till Sunday morning."
"Why? Where're you guys going?" asked Finn.
"We are heading up to visit your aunt for the weekend. Apparently she has been having some emotional distress lately and asked for us to come by." replied a random Carole walking into the living room with two suitcases. "We are leaving you guys some money and the number to your aunt's house."
"Now we expect you boys to be on your best behavior while we are away. So no parties or any of that stuff alright. Tell Kurt I love him and be careful." Burt chimed in.
"Bye hun. You and Kurt take care now, and ask Kurt's permission before using the stove… Or microwave… Don't want another incident like last time."
"It wasn't that bad! I only lost my eyebrows!" Finn yelled out.
Carole then made a quick kiss to Finn's cheek and headed out the door along with her husband. 'Huh. So what now? Oh right, Kurt. How should I cheer him up? I have no idea how to go about with this… But, I think I may know the right person who does." He then got out his phone and typed in a few numbers.
"Hey it's Finn. I kinda need your help with something…" Finn really hopes that what he's doing is going to be for the better.
Twenty minutes later there was a knock at the door. 'He's here.' Finn got up and went to open the door where he was then greeted by a smirking Puck holding five shot glasses and a weird colored beverage.
"So, the Puckzilla's assistance has been called?" Puck proceeded walking into the house without being asked in.
"Yeah hey! So I need your help with Kurt. He got home today and he looked sorta down. I figured he could use some cheering up and you are usually great with that man!" replied Finn.
"You know what Hummel is in need of right now?" asked Puck like it was the most obvious thing in the world.
"A scarf?" replied Finn with a confused look.
"That was a hypothetical question Frankenteen but no, what our boy needs is a bro's night out!" exclaimed Puck with a fist bump to Finn. "Hummel needs to have a night out with us. One night with the Puckzilla and he will forget all about that hobbit."
"You're not going to have sex with him are you?" asked Finn grossed out.
"What? No! Although I wouldn't fully object to it, your brother has a nice ass."
"Dude!"
"Kidding, kidding! … Or am I?" Finn then tried to punch Puck in his arm but was then caught off guard when Puck tackled him to the ground. They continued to wrestle a bit until they heard a voice from the stairs.
"What in the world is going on here? Puck? What are you doing here?" asked Kurt. Kurt woke up to loud thumps and grunting. So he decided to check out what was going on, only to be greeted with his brother and his friend wrestling on the ground when he reached the foot of the stairs.
Puck got in one last punch to Finn's arm, got up off the ground, and walked over to where Kurt was with the five shot glasses and weird looking drink from earlier.
"Look, Hummel, I got a call from Finn who said you had a crappy week back at Dalton. I figured what better way to get your mind off of this shit is by having yourself a testosterone filled night getting shit-faced with the bros!"
"Finn you told him!?" screeched Kurt a pitch higher than his normal voice.
"Dude I'm sorry but I didn't know how to make you feel better and I thought that Puck could help out best in this situation."
"How could you possibly think that!?" Kurt really was amazed by Finn's way of thinking. 'There must be something wrong with him if Puck was his first choice.' Kurt thought.
Finn shrugged his response back at Kurt who was now pinching the bridge of his nose trying to calm down and not smack his brother in the head.
"Whatever, he told me, blah blah blah, so are you in?" Puck asked getting bored with the scene taking place.
"I don't know Puck I have to think about it."
"That's where you're going about it all wrong. You need to stop thinking and start doing! This night is all about being out there and having some fun after a crappy week! And this is definitely the kind of thing you need right now." Puck said while filling up the five shot glasses he had with him.
Well, Puck wasn't entirely wrong. He did come home to get his mind off of things and maybe he's right. 'Wow. Never thought I'd ever let myself think that.' Maybe this is what he needs. 'But should I seriously go with these guys? I was just going to call up Mercedes and have a night of watching chick flics with her, but maybe I should have a boy's night. These guys hardly ever invite me to these things, which I don't complain about, and maybe they are just trying to make up for not being entirely there for me… I am thinking way too much on what should be an easy answer to…"
"Well….. Fine, ok." Kurt said uneasily not sure if he made the right decision.
"This night is going to be awesome!" shouted Finn.
"Alright Hummel!" Puck high-fived Finn and started filling up the shot glasses with the alcoholic beverage, "Now, to get this night started drink these five shots right here, right now."
"Wait, what!? This is not what I agreed too." Puck can't be serious! He was definitely not drinking. After what happened the last time he drank he definitely didn't want to repeat that.
"C'mon Hummel! I had to go through a lot to get this kind of liquor! I am not letting it go to waste! Like I said, you need to have fun tonight and just not think about what you'll do or how you do it. Finn and I will stay sober just to watch out for you alright. Now drink! Drink, drink, drink, drink, drink." Puck started chanting while pushing the drink in front of his face.
"Finn! Please tell me you're not for this!" Kurt asked hoping his brother will talk some sense into their moronic friend.
"Yeah I don't agree with getting my lil' bro shit-faced here."
"I'm older than you." Kurt chimed in.
Finn ignored his step-brother. "But, Puck is right and this is what you need so…. Drink, drink, drink, drink!"
As they both started chanting 'Drink' Kurt got to thinking…. But then stopped. Oh what the hell! And with that, Kurt downed the first shot. It had sent a burning in his throat but it felt strangely good.
"Wow, this is strong. What's in this?" Kurt asked.
"The guy who sold this to me said that they just put their two strongest drinks into one." said Puck reading the label on the bottle that didn't have much information.
After taking the second shot Kurt was starting to feel more than funny.
"You know, this isn't half bad! This is great actually!" He exclaimed.
Third shot.
"You are right Noah! I do need this night! All thoughts of Blaine and his dapperness to erase from my mind! Like I should be stuck here moping about him!"
After the fourth shot Kurt then staggered onto the couch and made a pose with one leg stepping on to the top of the couch and a hand on his hip while the other was holding his fifth shot glass.
"Men. We are going to have ourselves the most amazing night ever! We will sail out into the open night sky creating memories and then this story shall be told to our unborn children of how we totally turned this town upside down. I AM GOING TO REMEMBER THIS NIGHT FOREVER!" Kurt then downed his fifth shot.
He wished he remember what happened after that, because the next morning he woke up back in his dorm at Dalton with a HUGE headache, a stinging soreness in his lower back, and a….. watermelon?
'Why do I have a watermelon?'
So this is the starting off point to my story and I most likely continue it. Please review and tell me what you think I would very much appreciate it.
