Kurt was sipping coffee and Sam scarfing down a bowl of corn flakes at the kitchen table when Finn and Puck stumbled down the stairs. Kurt raised an eyebrow as his brother opened the fridge and stared blankly.
"Freezer," Kurt reminded him.
Finn shut the fridge and opened the upper door, only to have Puck snag the Eggos from right in front of his face. Sam snorted as Finn pouted, then dive bombed to grab the box back. "My house, my waffles."
"Dude, I'm a guest, back off."
"You came over last night without asking and then just didn't leave," Sam reminded him. "That's not a guest, that's home invasion." He took another bite. "Where did you sleep anyway?"
Puck grumbled, but didn't give a real answer. Kurt gave it for him. "He climbed into my bed at two in the morning and told me to budge over because Finn was snoring."
"You hit me in the face with a pillow!"
"Your feet were cold!"
Finn took advantage of the distraction to get the waffles back from Puck and pop some into the toaster. At Puck's shocked face, he said, "Dude, you're my bro, but get your own damn waffles."