Disclaimer- I own nothing.
Okay, so I got some PMs asking if I was saying that Brittany and Mike would be together. I was in no way meaning that, so I'm sorry if I confused anyone. They are just siblings, nothing else.
Puck .
I held the first badass training session in weeks for my four little siblings. I hadn't been able to do this for a while, because I had been in juvenile hall.
This was the first thing that my siblings asked about when I arrived.
"Is listening to you going to land me in jail?" asked Rachel. "I don't care if you're my brother- I'll still sue."
"Relax," I said. "I'm out, aren't I?
Mercedes scoffed. "But you were in jail."
"Aren't you listening? I got out!"
Rachel, Mercedes, Tina, Artie, and Kurt started to whisper among themselves.
"What are you doing?" I asked.
Rachel smiled. "You're fired."
"What? You can't fire me!"
"Why not?" asked Mercedes.
'I'm your brother, and I'm helping you."
"Yeah, helping land us in jail," said Artie.
"Whatever. In a week you'll come crawling back to me!"
They walked out of the garage, one by one. How could they be so ungrateful? I had only been trying to help them.
I thought about this, and I came to a realization. Maybe I need my siblings more than they need me.