Soooo, I thought this was longer than usual, but it really isn't. Oh, well. It will either clear some things up or confuse you more.
I don't own Glee.
Happy New Year!
Blaine, Kurt and Antony sat in the latter two boy's dorm room. They silently contemplated separate subjects. Kurt thought about how complicated his life had just gotten; his life was filled with crazy teachers planning to legitimately take over the world using students with magical powers, while back in America his only worries were whether his new scarves would be damaged by slushies or dumster tosses. Antony thought about how he could defeat the evil arising and become a hero to the entire world, earning him fame, fortune, and plenty of hot guys. Blaine thought Kurt was pretty.
"Umm, Kurt," the curly haired boy began, but was interrupted, as he often was.
"Yes." Antony stated calmly. He received two questioning glances.
"Yes What?"
"Yes, he'll go out with you. Jeez. It's obvious you two are attracted to each other- you each mentally undress the other whenever you see each other." He said bluntly. Kurt and Blaine flushed and stuttered, trying to come up with some sort of intelligent response. None came to them, so Antony continued. "I can only hope that someday you'll allow me to join. That would be one hot manage-a-tois." Kurt choked on his own spit and Blaine readjusted himself while crossing his legs, hiding his newly appearing problem.
"Now guys," Kurt began, "this has gotten extremely awkward and out of hand. Everyone just needs to relax and calm down." All three boys instantly felt soothed and satiated, as though they had gotten a massage. Their heart rates decreased and they found themselves decreasingly drowsy.
"I'm really tired. I think I'm just going to crash here if that's okay with you guys." Blaine yawned, snuggling into Kurt beside him.
"No!" he shouted, feeling odd. "Snap out of it!" And instantly, they did. Something weird had just happened.
"That was strange." Antony voiced Kurt's thoughts. The three boys stared between each other for a few silent seconds before hesitant chatter about what was for dinner that night began.
When Antony, Kurt and Blaine got over their awkward feeling, Blaine retreated to his own room instead of staying until dinner. He cast a longing look towards Kurt and then departed in order to get ready. As Antony and Kurt were getting ready, someone knocked on their door.
"Can you grab that?" Kurt called to Antony, working on his mid-evening moisturizing. The person knocked again.
"I'm busy!" Kurt groaned and left the bathroom attached to the main area. He looked at Antony, a hand down his pants, eyes closed. Kurt shrieked and covered his eyes.
"Oh my gosh! What are you doing!"
"Masturbating to the thought of you and Blaine having sex." He stated calmly and completely amused.
"Ugh! Well, go to the bathroom. I need to answer the door." He did just that.
"привет (hi), Kurt!" Duff said cheerily.
"Oh, hi, Duff." Kurt replied, surprised by the boy's appearance. "To what do I owe this pleasure?" The door to the bathroom swung open and Antony walked out.
"He probably wants an image to masturbate to, too." Kurt and Duff remained silent, mouths gaping. The boy whose morals were questioned flopped on his bed, lounging across it, supporting his head with his hands. He grinned. Duff cleared his throat.
"Здравствуйте (hello), Antony." He greeted the self pleased boy on the bed.
"Hola, Senor Awkward!" Kurt remained standing in mortified shock until Duff handed him a sheet of paper.
"What's this?" Antony was handed one as well.
"It's your new schedule with the combat class." Kurt groaned.
"Why do I need that class? It's not like I have to train any powe-"
"Not like he has to work on his powerful guns like me!" Antony interrupted, shooting Kurt a cautious glare.
"Um, yeah." He agreed with the taller boy's story. "I have unpowerful guns…" Duff laughed awkwardly.
"Okay. Well, I guess I'll see you at dinner in a few minutes." Duff kissed Kurt on the cheek and whispered into his ear. "до свидания (goodbye), handsome." Kurt shivered. Once the Russian boy had gone, Antony ran over to Kurt gleefully.
"Looks like you have two boyfriends!" He giggled excitedly as Kurt groaned and lay down onto his bed with his face in the pillow.
"Come in!" Raina shouted, irritated by the interrupting knock.
"It's just me." Duff smiled as he entered the girl's room. He sat on Rhiannon's bed and slung an arm around her shoulder. "Hey, beautiful." They shared a hard kiss. Raina watched them interact, totally amused.
"So how's it going with Kurt?" She cut off their sickeningly lovey dovey moment. The boy bit his lip.
"I think he knows." Raina scoffed.
"We're already aware of that, dumb ass." She snarked. Rhiannon patted her secret boyfriend's hand. "What else?"
"Umm… he doesn't wanna take the combat class."
"Why not?" His girlfriend asked.
"He began to say that he didn't have powers, I think, but Antony cut him off with his loud mouth." Raina cackled.
"He doesn't think he has any powers? Ha! Why does he think Krackurna gave him a scholarship here?" Rhiannon and Duff shared a look.
"Do you know something we don't?" The girl asked. The other girl just smirked and lay down.
"Does Kurtie have a crush on you yet, Duffy?" She batted her eyelashes mockingly. Duff looked at his feet.
"I don't know, but I don't like toying with his feelings either way." He admitted. Raina looked delighted by that information.
"Welcome to the dark side."
When Kurt sat down at his table for dinner, he was greeted with absolute chaos. Everyone was fighting. Duff was in a screaming match with Rhiannon. Blaine and Antony were in a disagreement and Wes and David wouldn't stop poking each other. Raina looked like she was going to cry.
"Guys, stop fighting." He said calmly, attempting to mediate the heated teens. The disputes continued and Kurt got fed up. "Shut up, everyone! Stop fighting! Calm down! Be nice to each other and let's have a good dinner." Immediately, the table was silent and peaceful and the teens began eating their food. Kurt continued staring at them. "What the…"
"Hey, Kurt!" Duff called to him amiably. "Come over here and sit by me." Kurt looked from Blaine to Duff. Blaine's previously cheerful eyes now filled with sadness as he stared at the floor. Blaine and Duff were on opposite ends of the table.
"Umm…." He bit his lip in regret. "I'm sorry, but I'm going to sit by Blaine." The mentioned boy smiled brightly at him.
"But you always sit with him!" Duff complained with a put, secretly glad he wouldn't have to force himself to flirt with the boy all dinner. Kurt shrugged in reply and sat.
After dinner Raina and Rhiannon sat in their dorm room. Rhiannon read a magazine as Raina paced back and forth heatedly.
"Your boyfriend isn't doing a very good job."
"Give him a break. He's trying!" Rhiannon pleaded with the other girl to be understanding.
"All he has to do is get in Hummel's pants, break his heart and leave him easier for us to destroy." She said as though that were an easy feat. "You'd think being the boyfriend of a seductress would help him…"
"He's not gay! Or even bisexual!" She was on the verge of tears.
"That doesn't matter to Krackurna. She just needs the deed done. The sooner he's vulnerable, the sooner we can dispose of him." Raina stared at the wall with hard eyes.
"I don't want to hurt him." Rhiannon admitted softly. "I really like Kurt." Raina let out a harsh laugh.
"Better let your boyfriend know you're cheating on him with the gay boy."
"Raina, that's not even close to true." Raina stormed over to the girl sitting on her bed and brought their faces very close. They stayed there, tense and eyes to eye.
"We must kill him."
"Why?"
"We must do what Krackurna tells us to."
"Why?" Raina let out a frustrated yell, threw her arms into the air and took a few heated steps away from the other teen.
"You know why." She remained facing away from the other girl.
"We can escape! We can run away. We'll take Duff and get away from here." Rhiannon pleaded desperately and excitedly. She got up to touch the other girl's shoulder.
"No!" Raina yelled and flinched from the hand on her. The other girl cowered a bit, but she didn't care. "This conversation is over. We do what Krackurna tells us and that is that."
"This place works kind of like a college." Kurt remarked to Blaine as they walked to breakfast the next day.
"How so?" The other boy asked him, gazing at him adoringly.
"Well," Kurt scrunched up his nose in thought, "our classes are randomly spaced throughout the week without consistency, we have dorm rooms, there's a mess hall, a music wing and we have plenty of time to fill with whatever our hearts desire. It's so… different from other schools."
"Really?" Blaine asked. He knew it was different because of the whole students with magical powers aspect, but he had never thought that something else might be different.
"Oh, yeah. Most high schools don't work like this at all." Kurt nodded absentmindedly, staring off into the distance at something non-specific.
"I've gone to St. Dalton my entire life. It has younger grades in separate facilities around the world." He began to recall his experiences in the past but was pulled back into the present by an amusing thought. He snorted and Kurt looked at him curiously.
"What's so funny?" Blaine shook his head, smiling brightly.
"I bet you've never had a headmaster who plans on taking over the world." He mused out loud.
"Actually, you'd be surprised." Blaine, in fact, did give him a surprised look. "The head coach of the Cheerios could definitely take over the world if she wanted to." Kurt giggled cutely at the thought and Blaine frowned questioningly.
"You have someone at your old school who coaches a breakfast cereal?"
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