AN: I live in London and I went to London's Gay Pride Parade and I started singing along when they started playing 'Born This Way' and my mum developed a crush on Duncan James.
Anyway…
This one was (sort of) prompted by MusicalEscape and all I can say is…
AWESOME! THANK YOU FOR PULLING ME OUT OF MY SPIRAL OF DEPRESSION ALSO KNOWN AS WRITERS BLOCK! O.o
http: / www. tvline.com/2011/07/ glee-scoop-chord-overstreet-leaving/
Remove the spaces and READ. Then review and say what you think. Or PM me. But for some reason, PM's make me scared. But do whatever.
Disclaimer: Read the above. Now, if I was Ryan Murphy and had writers block, thousands of Gleeks would come and kill me. And I'm still alive…so…I don't own glee.
Finn trudged into his room and almost fainted.
On his walls were the words, 'I'M COMING FOR YOU, FINNIGAN HUDSON. DON'T SLEEP TONIGHT' printed on his wall in blood.
He didn't recognise the handwriting and he didn't get any sleep.
'Hey, do you want some cookies? It might calm you down.' Kurt said to Finn. He nodded enthusiastically.
Half an hour later, Kurt pulled out some cookies and covered them in olive oil, whipped cream and finely chopped carrots, which he cleverly hid into the whipped cream.
'Enjoy,' Kurt said, setting the cookies in front of Finn.
He grabbed three cookies and stuffed them in his mouth, before choking.
'Oh my grilled cheesus, what did you put in these cookies?' Finn spluttered.
'Oh, they're my new vegetarian cookies.' Kurt said innocently. 'Olives, carrots, broccoli, olive oil, whipped cream and cabbage.'
'ARE YOU TRYING TO POISON ME?'
'I'm insulted, Finnigan. To answer your question, no, I'm not trying to poison you. I'm trying to kill your taste buds.'
'Hey, Wes, thanks for writing that on Finn's wall.' Kurt said to Wes. Blaine chuckled slightly.
'No problem. My kryptonite is pranks, anyway.' Wes smiled.
'Oh no. Oh no. Oh no. Oh no. Thunderstorm. Thunderstorm. Thunderstorm. Oh no. Oh no. Oh grilled cheesus. I hate thunderstorms.' Finn chanted, pacing his room. Kurt took advantage of the situation and grabbed his Xbox and ran outside, knocking furiously on Blaine's window.
'Can I come in?' he mouthed. Blaine nodded and opened the door. Hey shared a chaste kiss before Kurt revealed his plan.
Finn looked through his closet to find it mysteriously empty. All that was in it was a suit.
'What happened to my clothes?' Finn mumbled. He looked in his drawers and found a pair of pants that smelt of cheese and…Finn quickly picked them up and threw them away.
'KURT!'
'Qu'est-ce?' Kurt groaned. (AN: What?)
'STOP SPEAKING FRENCH AND TELL ME WHAT YOU DID WITH MY WARDROBE!'
'Que voulez-vous dire?' (AN: What do you mean?)
'STOP SPEAKING FRENCH!'
'Blaine est venu aujourd'hui. Habiller bien.' (AN: Blaine coming today. Dress well.)
The only outfit Finn could wear was his suit that he wore to the Furt/Barole wedding. Burt and Carole had left for a so-called work related trip, so it was just Finn, Kurt and Blaine. Unfortunately, Finn had absolutely no idea what the pair were saying about each other.
'Il mio molto caldo ragazzo non conosce l'italiano ... potrei parlare pensieri interessanti nessuno saprebbe ...' Blaine said to Kurt happily. (AN: My very hot boyfriend does not know Italian...I could think interesting thoughts and no one would know...)
'Not you as well.' Finn moaned.
'Perché stai indossando un vestito?' Blaine asked. (AN: Why are you wearing a suit?)
'You dudes are mean.'
'Culo di Kurt appare possente bene oggi.' (AN: Kurt's ass looks might fine today.)
'Blaine, pensez-vous mon cul?' Kurt interrupted. (AN: Blaine, are you thinking about my ass?)
Finn screamed in anger and ran outside, screaming about perverted old badgers and lost Xboxes.
'Oh,' Finn said when he saw Burt and Carole look at him in shock. 'Hi Mom, Dad.'
'Did you just call me Dad?' Burt asked. Finn's eyes widened and he ran inside, to see Kurt and Blaine half making out, half watching a Disney film.
'Mom and Dad alert!' Finn shrieked, before he rushed upstairs and grieved about the loss of his Xbox.
(AN: Sorry if the French and Italian are incorrect. I just used Google Translate..)
'What the heck?' Finn muttered. It was 6 o'clock in the morning and he just received a new text from…Wes.
Did he know a Wes?
He flipped open his phone and looked at the text. There was a picture of his Xbox and a caption. It said: Well, Finny, I said I was coming to get you.
The picture of his Xbox broke Finn's heart. It was being used by an Asian boy and a black guy. They appeared to be stacking gavels, bird cages and sheet music on the Xbox, which looked like it had been drenched in water.
Finn rushed to Kurt's room and slammed the door open.
'Who. Is. Wes?'
'Wes? No idea. Now lemme and the llama sleep, Finny.'
'No. Way. Who is Wes?'
'GET OUT OF MY DAMN ROOM BEFORE I RIP YOUR EYEBALLS OUT AND FORCE YOU TO EAT THEM!' Kurt threatened loudly. Finn glared at Kurt, before stomping out and he jumped into his car.
(AN: Kurt in the morning is based on me in the morning. Well, the first ten minutes. I'm ultra scary. ;D)
Mike woke up at a reasonable hour to find Finn Hudson sleeping on his floor.
He screamed and Finn reached out and slapped him, half asleep. Mike kicked Finn, using his dancing/ninja skills, in the privates and Finn rolled over before waking up. His first words were, 'Is the Asian community very tight?'
'Yes, but that doesn't explain why you're in my room.'
'Do you know Wes?'
'Wes? Yeah, he's cool. The Gavelator.'
'He's got my Xbox.'
'I know. I've got it in my basement.'
Finn looked at Mike before bolting out of Mike's room and running down to the basement. Finn looked around to see that Mike didn't have his Xbox. Instead, there was Wes, sitting on a chair.
'I've been expecting you.'
'Where's my Xbox?'
'You're more concerned about your Xbox then your clothes? Jeez, man, you're messed up.'
Kurt drove to Mike's house and walked down to the basement. Blaine had ordered Mike to lock the basement door and Mike happily agreed to.
Kurt opened the door and said, 'I hope this experience allows you too to come out of the closet…or the basement, in this case.'
'Why would we need to come out of the closet?' Finn asked.
'Because I said so.' Kurt retorted, pulling Wes up. He was sporting a magnificent black eye, courtesy of an angry Finn. Finn appeared to have bite marks on his wrist.
'Dude, we're not gay.'
'Dude,' Kurt mimicked Finn, 'you needed to come out as Xbox-sexual and gavel-sexual.'
'What's a gavel?' Finn questioned. Wes gaped at Finn, before dragging Finn to the nearest chair and began talking about the history of gavels and Dalton Academy.
'That's what happens when you imply that Kurt Hummel's a girl.' Kurt whispered to Finn as he left. Mike kicked Wes out of his house, saying something about Tina and Finn sulked as he drove home.
'Kurt is not a girl.' Finn reminded himself, then summoned up all of his courage and entered the Hummel-Hudson household again to see-
Oh. Okay. Kurt and Blaine were making out.
Maybe he would go and visit Rachel. Yeah.
AN: Hope you enjoyed.
GAY PRIDE FOREVER!
By the way, there was a little group of homophobes preaching weird stuff about gay people and holding up quotes from the bible…about adultery. They confused gay with cheating.
There were only seven homophobes and one of them appeared to be holding a sign back to front.
'SOME PEOPLE ARE GAY. GET OVER IT.'
'LOVE IS A HUMAN RIGHT!'
Oh yeah, Finn got his clothes back. Blaine just hid them in his car/bedroom.
