Sam followed Will's direction.
"Take the bunny ears, make an x, go under the bridge, and pull."
Sam copied the demonstration, then grew wide eyed, gasping, "I just tied my shoe! Look, I just tied my shoe! Just look!"
Will pulled the laces apart, and asked Sam do do it on his own.
Sam confidently took the two laces, muttering the steps as he did them.
Will was very impressed, his eyes following the laces.
"...Take the bunny ears, make an x, uh..." He paused for a moment, and resumed. "Go under the bridge, and pull." Once realizing what he had just done, once again, he celebrated, bright faced and cheerful.
"Good, buddy."
"I tied my shoe! I tied my shoe!"
"Now tie the other one."
This was easy! Sam repeated what Will had tought him.
Will praised Sam, smiling.
Santana hissed, passing by, "Seriously, guys?!"
Will shook his head. "Santana, Santana, Santana..." He then spotted Puck, who was smashing buttons on an Xbox controller.
"Puck?" Will said, walking up to him, "Puck?"
The boy continued to play his video game.
"Puck? Puck?"
He continued to not respond.
"Noah."
He dropped the controller, running a hand on his Mohawk, looking at the tall man behind him. "Don't call me that."
"Well, it seems like it's the only way to get your attention."
"What?!"
"Your room's a mess. I asked you to clean it two days ago."
"Why do I have to clean it?"
"Because it's your room. And it's your mess. Also, Artie can't go in there until the floor is clean."
"Why doesn't he clean it? It's his room too."
"It's not his mess."
"I don't like cleaning."
"Just stop arguing, and get it done. Sooner you start, the sooner you finish, and the earlier I'll stop bothering you. Come on, everyone else already cleaned their rooms. I think you can do it, too."
Puck sighed, standing up from his spot on the rug.
"And I don't mean push things under the bed or in the closet, I mean clean."
"Fine."
"Atta boy." Will patted the boy's shoulder as he stumbled to his room.
"Whatever..."
Rory closed his comic book, and roved around before stopping in the living room.
"Honey?" he heard Emma's voice say. "We need to talk."