"Step away from the homosexuals!" Okay so maybe Kurt didn't remember all the details from the fairy tales his mother use to read him late at night before her passing, but he was pretty sure the knight in shining armor wasn't suppose to wear a track suit and have an aggressive lesbian haircut. But if it saved his Dave from unnecessary blood spill than Kurt would happily bow at her Nike clad feet.
And if he gets to see Azimio shaking in his walmart brand tennis shoes? Well lets just call that an added bonus. Sue lowers the megaphone from her mouth and squares herself toe to toe with Azimio and maybe if he wasn't an all around tool who had just harmed Kurt and threaten his boyfriend, Kurt might have felt sorry for him. That's a big maybe.
"You listen to me fat boy slim and you listen good, Sue Sylvester doesn't not stand by and watch useless dough-boy punks like you make a mockery of my former Cheerio. That boy has a high kick like no ones business and I would not hesitate to have him demonstrate this fact on your tiny, steroid shrunken testicles." She looks him up and down with a malicious grin. And even Kurt can appreciate the amount of self-control it must be taking Azimio not to cover his crouch.
"You and your new heterosexual life partner are going to walk away before I show you the one thing Chuck Norris is afraid of. One Sue Sylvester." Neither boy had to be told twice, they run away with their tails between their legs like dopey puppies who just tinkled on the new carpet.
Dave ducks down close to Kurt, rubbing his sore back softly and the wince he receives in return drains some of the color from his face. It hurts but he's had worse. Much worse.
"And for God sakes Ladyface! Get up off that floor. You're no buxom blonde. I see no fireplace for you to pose your milky virgin hide in front of. Get to class!"
The rest of his afternoon classes go off with a hitch, unless you count to death glare he receives in French from Azimio and his band of not-so-merry men. Lunch comes quick enough for the fashionista,
he hasn't seen Dave since this morning and to say he wanted a little alone time with his new favorite athlete was the understatement of the century.
A smile graces his angelic face as a tall muscular body leans itself up behind his locker day and he makes haste in putting the remainder of his books away. A small shiver of anticipation passing through his small frame. He turns to close the locker door and suddenly... Puckerman?
Alright so maybe not the jock he was expecting but as long as Puck wasn't planning on giving him a dumpster dive for his 'just come out already' tirade from yesterday a conversation couldn't hurt. Maybe even Kurt could offer a small apology. He takes a deep breath and tries to jumble together a quick 'I'm sorry' but he's stops when he catches sight of the trademark sex-shark grin. 'Oh here we go' Kurt thinks while giving himself a mental facepalm.
"Kurt." Puck practically purrs in what Kurt can only assume is suppose to be in a seductive manner.
"Puck." He replies coldly.
"So listen," he begins, eyes traveling down Kurt's body and back up again. "I know you're with Karofsky and everything but I just wanted to let you know that the Puckerman express? Feel free to take a ride anytime. Anytime." And with one lick of his self-dubbed whore lips Puck turns and leaves and Kurt may or may not be imaging the over-exaggerated swing of the hips as he departs. And oh god, does he ever feel like he needs a shower. He feels like he received an STD just from sharing the same air as the other boy. 'I swear to Gaga, if it burns when I pee or I get a rash in my fun zone Puckerman is going down!' he thinks shuddering one last time before wiping any thoughts of the boy from his mind.
A/N: I know I said you'd get some Glee club redemption this chapter but I was wrong lol Next chapter definitely! Hope you enjoyed, I had a really hard time writing Sue but overall it was kind of fun.
So about 5 or so more chapters before the end of this story. I have no idea how it'll end but it'll work it's self out I guess. I'm always up for suggestions but usually ideas hit me when i'm doing weird things like brushing my teeth or letting my dog out to pee so hopefully inspiration with strike soon. Hopefully.
I tried to pay homage to "Suddenly Karofsky" trend that's been quickly spreading through the Kurtofsky comms (didn't you guys catch it?). I wish I could remember off the top of my head the username of the captioner over on LJ who started this hilarious phrase with their screen caps. I check karofsky_hummel religiously and let me just say they are brilliant. Even a reviewer has pointed out this fact.
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