"Blaine, may I speak to you alone in the kitchen?" Kurt said after finally breaking the stare-off with Harmony.

"Uh, sure, Kurt," Blaine said uncertainly.

Following Kurt to the kitchen, Blaine opted to give Harmony a small nod rather than saying anything, in fear of worsening Kurt's mood.

"It's a bit warm in here, isn't it?" Harmony asked no one in particular, shedding her coat and fanning herself.

Rachel emitted a small gasp and bit one of her knuckles.

"What's wrong?" Finn whispered.

"Look at her dress! It makes the outfit all that much better! The coordination… I can't even…" she whispered back in distress.

Finn didn't reply, having no idea what that was supposed to mean.

"Is it okay if I leave this here?" Harmony asked Finn politely as she folded her coat and placed it on the sofa.

"Uh, sure. No problem," Finn said, thrown off by Harmony addressing him.

"Thank you. You have a lovely home," she told him. Turning to the blanket-clutching boy on the floor, she said, "Could I speak to you alone for a moment, Rory?"

"Sure, of course," he said, untangling himself from the blanket and scrambling to his feet.

"If you would excuse us," Harmony said with a small smile, looking straight at Finn and avoiding eye contact with Rachel.

She exited the living room with Rory in tow, finding a hallway and taking Rory down it.

"She seems nice enough," Finn commented to Rachel.

"Seems is the operative word," Rachel replied with a roll of her eyes, not having enough energy to explain to Finn why he was completely wrong or even to whack him for saying such a thing about the Gerber demon.


In the middle of the hallway, Harmony stopped abruptly and turned on Rory, surprising him a bit.

"Why are we here?" she asked in a no-nonsense tone.

Rory explained, "Brittany takes a different way home every day because she believes that there are people following her, so I don't quite remember how exactly to get to her house, but I didn't remember that I didn't remember until you were asleep. Finn Hudson is a good friend, and his house is a lot closer to the school, so I brought us here instead, knowing that he would help."

"She thinks people are following her?" Harmony asked skeptically, finding the whole story ridiculous.

"She really does," he assured Harmony. "Brittany has quite a lot of interesting theories. She's a fascinating girl. You… you'd have to meet her to understand. I think she would like you."

"I'm assuming neither of them got into NYADA," Harmony said, moving straight on to the next subject.

"No, they didn't. How did you know?" Rory asked.

"Well, it appears that Rachel cried herself to sleep on her boyfriend, which I'm hoping wouldn't be how she would celebrate getting into NYADA, and Kurt didn't seem to be in too celebratory of a mood, either," she explained logically. "Did they apply to other schools?"

"Yes, they both applied to all the same schools. There were a number of other schools in New York and a couple here in Ohio, but NYADA was their first choice."

"Of course it was," Harmony said, looking down. Then another question dawned on her. "Do you have a driver's license?"

"No," Rory answered. Seeing her eyes widen and cheeks flush, he added nervously, "But I just found out tonight from Rachel and them that those aren't optional! I swear."

Taking a deep breath, she asked tentatively, "Is my car in one piece?"

"Yes, your car is fine," he said. "It's parked in the driveway. I did have to swerve once when this cat came out of absolutely nowhere and jumped in front of the car, but luckily I dodged it without harming anyone."

Trying to remain patient, Harmony changed the subject again. "So Blaine goes to McKinley with you?"

"Yes, he does. He went to a school called Dalton Academy at the beginning of the year, but he transferred to be with Kurt."

"Is he in the glee club?"

"Yes. He's very talented," Rory told her.

"Good," Harmony replied. After a pause, she said, "I'm assuming you can get to Brittany's house from here?"

"Yes, I can use Finn Hudson's phone, and she'll pick me up. But what about you?" he asked.

"I'm fine now. I can find my way back on my own."

"Oh. But…"

"Rory! You need to put your icepack back on!" Rachel called.

"You better go. She seems pretty demanding," Harmony said, brushing past him and quickly making her way back down the hall.

"Harmony, stay a while longer," he requested as he followed her back to the living room. "You must be hungry. Kurt likes to cook when he's upset, and it looks like your American Thanksgiving in the kitchen there."

Finn was still on the couch when they returned, and Rachel was entering the room from the other door, holding the icepack.

Harmony watched Rory for a moment, but then she shook her head. "I'm sure the last thing Kurt wants right now is for me to stay for dinner. Plus, I'm on a completely gluten-free diet, which is very difficult to cater to. I think I'll just grab my things and be on my way," she told him, throwing her coat back on.

After buttoning her coat, she turned to Rachel and said, "Rachel, I'm really sorry that you didn't get into NYADA, but I'm sure you'll get into one of the other schools you applied to—one of the New York schools. You'll do great there. Best of luck." She then looked at Finn. "Thank you for letting me into your home. Sorry to impose."

Rory protested, "But Harmony, you're welcome-"

"I don't belong here," she said firmly, shutting him down. She scanned the room impatiently and asked, "Where's my purse?"

Before she could accuse him of being a hobo again, Rory went to the side of the sofa and picked the purse up off the floor.

Resigned, he held it out to her and said, "Harmony, thank you-"

Harmony shook her head again, silencing him.

"No problem," she said, taking the purse. "Goodbye, Rory Flanagan."

Harmony left the room swiftly, leaving Finn and Rachel staring open-mouthed after her.

"What just happened?" Rachel asked, looking at Rory.

"I'm not quite sure," he said, frowning.

"Well… come here, let me put this icepack on you," Rachel said quietly.

Rory walked over to her and took the icepack from her hand.

"I think I can hold it myself, thank you," he said.

Rachel just gave a small nod and let him, watching with concern as he plopped onto the sofa Harmony had occupied.

Seeing how sad he was, Rachel knew she had to do something, and fast. That's when she spotted something shiny on the coffee table, half-buried underneath a towel.


"Leaving so soon?" Kurt asked, appearing as Harmony placed her hand on the doorknob.

Looking him up and down, she took her hand away from the door and turned to face him.

"You," she said with all the spite she could muster. "No, my mommy did not pick out this outfit. The first time she tried to put an awful paisley onesie on me, I swatted her finely manicured hand away, and I've been dressing myself ever since. Yes, I can fit my horns under this beret, but it's a shame that your old-school-Billy-Ray-Cyrus-without-the-party-in-the-back hairstyle doesn't fit in that wannabe-Sherlock beast on top of your head. No, this Snow White does not need your help waking up, because that would require you to kiss her, and she would rather hack up all the acid in her pretty little stomach before letting your barely-visible-and-definitely-not-kissable lips touch hers."

Kurt was too shocked to recoil. He just stood there, wondering how on earth she could have heard his string of insults (and compliments) while she was sleeping.

All he could manage to say was, "But you were asleep…"

"I don't care if I am on the other side of the world, if I'm in a coma, or if I just unearthed a screaming baby mandrake—if someone is trying to upstage me, I will hear them."

Kurt's jaw dropped without his permission, which Harmony took as her cue to leave.

"Thanks so much for the hospitality," she said coldly as she disappeared through the front door and shut it behind her.


5 points for you if you got the mullet reference. And 5 points if you got the Harry Potter reference. If you didn't get either, feel free to ask. Lol. Oh, and 2 points if you had to do the simulator for Driver's Ed and had to swerve to avoid hitting a cat.

-Skye