to daisy head (i almost wrote 'dairy head' and went all like: well, Sammy, why aren't you so sweet), YES. Kurt sees -Finn- but hears -Kurt-. Kurt can enter the world because of a device Afesat made. i forgot which chapter do I explain that they're trying to 'fix' everything so according to what Kurt said (i'm sure Kurt said that), that they were going to build something that can make them see into the actual world instead of a fragment (like Kurt). :) Kurt...well, he begins to psychopathically analyse why he can/can't see/hear Finn/Kurt, so... ;) and i can't laugh and point at you. that'll be hypocritical since my head is like WOOOOOOSHWATERFALLSEBLAINEKU RTBASTIANKLAINETHEBOXSCENEWH AT.

36 – the rhyme and reason

Being in Finn's subconscious memory made Kurt feel strange, almost as if he was expecting something big to happen, but up until now, it was just tiny little scrawny Finn, except this time he wasn't noticing Kurt. He can't notice Kurt. This was beyond Finn. This was a projection of memories he can't talk to, that he can only observe from a far off distance. He knew it must've been real. It was mere intuition. Now, Kurt was thinking of Sebastian again. His idea of intuition and the idea of Fate. He didn't need any validation that this was Finn's subconscious memory, he just knew – making him reflect.

There was poor validation that there was a God, but at least now Kurt understood it for the fact that maybe no validation was required. It was built-in, or supposedly it was supposed to be. Kurt turned to stare at the small child that was eating a huge bowl of Frosted Flakes with a tonne of milk and five pieces of buttered toast and found himself smiling. Even back that, the scrawny childish Finn had a raging love for food. Finn had of actually appreciating the food. It was hard to get Finn out of concentration when he was eating, almost as if he was deciphering the flavour in his mind – Kurt would never know, but he'd finish a bite before Kurt can even ask anything, even now.

Finn dropped the spoon when he heard something, and looked around silently. Kurt's stomach dropped because the look on Finn's face was nearly traumatic, hearing something normal ears wouldn't be able to hear, attentive, and cautious. Finn looked nervously from the doorway to the plate, and picked up a piece of toast hungrily, but this time, his concentration was more towards his environment as the hungry boy ate his toast so slowly, and so silently that Kurt swore he can hear a pin drop if it would ever come to it.

Finn looked past his bowl, and then his Mother would walk inside, and Finn's smile would appear, but it was faltering, almost as if Finn was still half-cautious. Kurt then realised that only explained why Finn noticed little details, because he had to as a child. For some reason, Finn had to notice the little things. He had to see and hear things other people didn't. Finn heard a tip-tap rhythm of shoes, and relaxed slightly, apparently that wasn't the person or thing that Finn was looking out for.

"Finnegan, don't spill your chocolate milk on your trousers, honey. They're new." She warned him, as she herself had gotten a few eggs out of a fridge. "Do you want me to make you an omelette, Finn?"

Almost as if she was blind to the amount of food he was already consuming or almost as if Finn had nine stomachs, he nodded his head intently. Now, Kurt was thinking. Did Finn heat up a bowl of milk – Kurt knew Finn always liked his milk warm with cereal – and pop up a few slices of toast all by himself? Of course, they were menial tasks, but because of Finn's height, he'd have to stand on chairs and have to operate machinery and equipment. What small child knew how to operate a microwave was beyond Kurt's area of knowledge.

Kurt noticed that Finn was very immobile, as if the slightest excess movement would cause his body to shut down on him. He went back to being attentive. Kurt then deciphered it. Finn seemed to be focused on 'one thing at a time' but he was actually focused on everything, such as eating, such as the environment, such as Carole. Kurt can almost feel the little boy's anxiety just by seeing the big, brown eyes. Kurt would sit down beside him. It didn't tamper with the memory at all, because nobody noticed anything was out of place, except for the fact that it was helping Kurt because his feet were killing him.

When she settled the eggs in front of them, Finn dove right into it and was then again, blocking out whilst being still so attentive of the world around him, two opposite things becoming. Actually, it was just like Sebastian's drawing – he would block out the world when he drew, but was attentive of what he was drawing. With Finn, it was like he was blocking out the world, whilst still being attentive of certain aspects of the world, things that Finn was looking for. What was Finn currently looking for when he told him that Blaine was thinking? Finn noticed bodily movements, physical characteristics. These were things that made Kurt confused now.

It would mean that he knew that Quinn was lying simply based on mere body language, then why would he believe her? Now, it was just a battle of denial.

Finn's dismay erupted when Carole had disappeared to go to work after giving him a kiss on the forehead and saying something about spare money if he wanted to buy any food to just ask his Father. Finn's complete body language changed when he was around his Father. Then Kurt noticed – he noticed things when he was looking for them, Finn's fear, the bruising on his neck, the dark red cuts that were just below the ankle, and the paleness that he turned to when he saw his Father.

Kurt didn't need any more clarification or validation. Finn was attentive because he had to be, because he wanted to know how many more minutes he can spend being safe whilst still attentive that it may not last, two conflicting actions. Kurt would watch through newly attentive eyes as Finn would tense up near that man, eat slowly, almost too slowly – was this what Finn remembered? Had he forgotten this? He was a child. He wouldn't have remembered this in ten years' time. It would be a blur, just nothing more than…

Intuition, that was the need to pay attention still persistent, even if Finn didn't know what he was looking for, just that when it came he had to be ready for it. Maybe that was why football or Glee was a strong suit. In football, he noticed little things that helped him with the game, and in Glee, he would sing and sing until he found whatever it was he was looking for – usually an answer.

That was all so strange, Kurt finally realised. Then he realised it was probably because Finn must've known then, by Quinn's body language the first time when she told him that she was pregnant. He probably didn't know that a girl can't get pregnant by a hot tub, but he would spot out when she lied. That was too strange. The day went by smoothly, silently. Everything was so quiet that it made Kurt feel sick.

Then Finn accidentally broke something. Now, he was looking petrified, his eyes looking here and there. "Dad, please, don't!"

"Kill you. I'll kill both you and your Mother, what did I tell you, boy?"

That was more than a little harsh for a child that had just broken something. Now, Finn was running, running and hiding.

"No, Dad, don't! You're really sick! You're sick! You're sick!" it took a while for Kurt to realise that he'd heard this before..

"Kurt, please, don't!" the hallucination was crying.

Kurt shut his eyes… "Kill them," Finn would whisper.

"KILL THEM. ALL OF THEM." Finn screamed, and now, tears were filling his eyes too. Kurt's arms were wide, and Finn curled up into them.

Kurt was now full-on screaming. "No! Kurt, don't! Finn is really bad! Finn is sick. Finn is sick!" Kurt was warning him, his eyes wide with alarm.

The memory Finn was dropping to his knees, now, cupping his head into his hands. "Please help me. I'm really good. I'm really, really good. Just help me. Just…believe me. Save me now." It took a while for Kurt to realise Finn was praying in that innocent way of his, trying to block out the word by not seeing anything because if he saw something, he'd be cautious again.

"I'll kill the both of you," the man gruffly said.

Kurt knew what was coming next from memory… Finn was staring at Kurt. "Kill them. Just kill them all," his voice was soft. "I never loved you."

That. Finn now remembered all of that.

Kurt didn't realise he was back in his real world until he realised that he was staring at a ceiling for twenty minutes. He pulled off the band, almost flinching as he did as he pulled himself out of the room, except the band was glowing again. Kurt tried to decipher the new cherry red colour. All he really had to do was touch it, like a child allured by new things before he found himself somewhere else again. This time, he heard a beautiful laugh. Kurt didn't know why it was so beautiful. It was just another laugh.

Then he was staring straight into the face of his Mother. This wasn't his memory. This was definitely someone else's. It took a while for him to realise that he'd never seen his Mother so happy before. He'd seen pictures and videos of her laughing but not like this. Never so…young, so beautiful, so vibrant, so invincible, so amazing. Kurt was swooned until he realised that she was clutching a hand and then he was staring into something unreadable, someone else who looked like he was on top of the world and nothing can weigh him down.

In that one moment, Kurt Hummel realised that Jean Smythe wasn't always so cold. In that moment, Kurt Hummel realised that Jean Smythe was the only reason a genuine smile would be plastered on her face, and in that moment, Kurt suddenly felt wrong for being born to the wrong couple, as Jean and Nathalie's lips enclosed in dark secrecy. It took a moment for Kurt to realise that Nathalie was staring at them, and her eyes were nothing more than cold contempt.

xo Peanut Butter/Sam