Title: Aliens 5: No Not Really Author: MollyAnnice Rating: 14-A Pairing: one-sided Kurt/Dave Spoilers: Up to Sue Sylvester`s Shuffle Episode
Word Count: 931/931
Summary: Something weird is happening to Dave Karofsky. The guys on the Football Team think he has an alien in him like from the movies. Most of the girls from Nude Erections think he has a weird Tumour. Brittany thinks he's pregnant. Only one of them is right. Guess?
Warning: MPreg Warning
Prologue
"Mom, Dad, I'm going to the Rink," Dave yells up the stairs. He winced at the silence, "Forgot they went out." Dave didn't know if he was happy they weren't there or not. One moment they were psychoanalyzing him about his bullying Kurt and his drop in grades. But at other times they couldn't seem to look at him and that fucking hurt. At the moment he also couldn't stand being around them and their incessant badgering him of why he did the things he did.
But truth was that he couldn't even look in the mirror sometimes. He admits he is completely the reason for his temporary expulsion from school. Why did it have to be guys? Why did it have to be Hummel and not chicks like Santana or that pretty blue eyes girl with light brown hair in his physics class who insults the teacher in some eastern Europe language? He couldn't say he bullied Kurt Hummel because of said sexual attraction. He couldn't say that he started failing because of the overwhelming need to hide that part of him.
Sighing to himself, he turns around, slamming the door shut. No one's home, no one's going to yell at him for not shutting the door properly or locking it. He heads for his truck. In the corner of his eye he could see a strangle light in the sky that was shaped like a line. Dave looks up and notices it's gone? "Weird," he mutters to himself before getting into his truck and starts it. Looking down at his watch, the time reads 8:27 PM.
As he drove down his street he looked in his rear mirror to see that odd light he saw before following him. Dave felt a chill run down his back as he sped up his truck as he sped up his truck. He turned his car out on to another street. Dave glanced back into his rear view mirrors the lights were still following him but getting closer.
Dave could feel his breath quicken as he sped up breaking the speeding laws but he doesn't care as sped up and went through a red light. No one was around which was odd.
Dave looks into his rear view mirror and the lights are gone. He breathes a sigh of relief that he didn't notice he was holding in. "This can't get any weirder," he muttered as some unknown force decided to take control of the wheel and where they are going.
"What the fuck," said Dave as he tried yanking control back from who knows what but the wheel wouldn't listen. Dave couldn't breath as he tried yanking the door open to find that he couldn't. He grabbed at his seat belt buckle and as hard as he tried to push it to open. It didn't budge.
"Jesus, this is not the good time to take a hold of the wheel," said Dave, he could here the patheticness in his voice. His old Ford truck was kidnapping him.
It was then that he remembered his phone. He grabbed it from his pocket and saw it had no service as he drove right by a cell phone service pole as his vehicle started driving out of town. Dave let out a hysterical giggle. His old Ford was kidnapping him and he had no way to get help.
As they drove Dave sat in his seat and tried several times to slam on the breaks. It was 10 minutes out of town that finally his car stopped. "This is not my life," he begs to himself looking up at the ceiling before turning his head to look out his door.
Beside him are 4-5 humanoid looking figures. They were gray looking and creepy. He gulps and pales. His car door was pulled open and he felt them yanking him out.
Dave punched one but it didn't stop them as he is yanked from the car. As he fights with them he shuts his eyes and when he opens them. A bright shiny light was against his eye lids. Then there arms were gone off him.
He opened his eyes He stares out from his family's front porch swing. Dave stands up, and looks out at his yard. His truck sitting in front of it and everything looking like it should be.
"What the Fuck happened," he whispers as the door opens.
"Hey you're up early," his Dad says in greeting, "Couldn't sleep, again?"
"Uh yeah," Dave said licking his lips, "I couldn't sleep." His Dad nods his head patiently looking at his son like he does one of his patients. He soon feels his Dad's hand on his shoulder when he comes to stand beside him.
"Is there anything you want to talk about, son?"
Dave quickly shrugs his Dad's hand off his shoulder. "No Dad, there is nothing I want to talk about."
"Son, You know that if you every need us, your mother and I will always be there for you, Right?"
"Yeah, Dad, I do," Dave said, nodding his head at his Dad.
"That's good," Paul spoke, "want to come back inside?"
"In a while from now," Dave said, "Is that okay with you?"
"Yes, Son, it is," his Dad said, nodding his head, "take all the time in the world." His Dad turned around and head for the door.
"Thanks, Dad."
"You're welcome, David," his Dad said in return before heading into the house.
Dave stared out at his front porch, "last night was a dream. A very weird sleepwalking dream."