Chapter 55: Party Plan

After the meeting in the office, Burt asked Kurt if he still wanted the party that night.

"Definitely. I'll take my mind off what just happened." Kurt said as he, Sam and Burt walked to the parking lot.

"Okay. Sam, you get permission to stay over tonight. I already told Kurt it's fine." Burt said.

"As long as there's no 'monkey business'. " Kurt whispered not so quietly.

"I heard that, Kurt." Burt said, holding back a laugh. "But he's right. Absolutely NO monkey business."

"Ooh ooh. Ah ah ah." Kurt said, nudging Sam.

"Very funny, Kurt." Burt said to his son, as he climbed into his car. "I'll see you two at the house later."

"Okay, Dad." Kurt said, as his Dad pulled out of the parking lot.

"So, ready to go get some of your stuff?" Kurt said, turning to Sam.

"Party?" Sam quizzed.

"Part of the plan to get back at Puck." Kurt said. "And partly because I want you to spend the night."

"Sounds good. How about you tell me this plan?" Sam said, climbing into the passenger seat beside Kurt.

"Only if you text everyone about the party." Kurt said, handing his phone over to Sam. "Tell them it's at seven, and there will be pizza. And wine coolers are allowed to be brought over, but no hard liquor. Send it in a group message, and make sure you specify the 'no hard liquor' especially to Puck."

Sam typed in the message and sent it to all the Glee kids as Kurt drove them to Sam's.

"Okay, sent." Sam said, lifting his head. "Now, how about telling me that plan?"

"Gladly." Kurt said, smirking as he watched the road.


A few minutes later, they were pulling into the Evans' driveway.

"I like this plan, but I wish you didn't have to be the one to do it." Sam said.

"Yeah, but someone has to get the proof. And you're the sneakiest." Kurt said, stepping out of the car.

"True." Sam agreed.

Kurt's phone suddenly buzzed from incoming text messages from the Glee kids group text that Sam sent.

Brittany S. Pearce: Party at my Dolphins? I'm so there! :D

Satan: If Brittany's going, I'm going. Someone has to watch her alcohol consumption.

Puck: I'll bring the coolers. I'm guessing we'll need a lot. If only I could bring something better.

Finn: Burt's rule, right? Nothing harder than the coolers? Guess we can make due. I'll be there with Rachel. She's bugging me about going to Kurt's.

Artie: I'll come, but someone's gonna have to pick me up to go.

Mercedes: I'll pick up Artie. We'll be there.

Tina: I got Mike with me now. We'll both be there.

Quinn: Sounds interesting. Guess I'll come.

"Looks like everyone's coming." Kurt said, glancing at Sam as they approached the house.

"Sounds good. Now we just gotta figure out the pizza's they want." Sam unlocked the door, and ushered Kurt in, following.

"KURTIE!" Kurt was almost bowled over when Stacey flung herself at him.

The little girl had grown really fond of Kurt, and even told him she loved him. He was an honorary sister to Stacey, Sam had once said.

Sam made his way to the kitchen to his Mom.

"Hi, Mom." Sam said, leaning in to kiss mary's cheek.

"Hi, Sweetie." Mary said, her hands sudsy from washing the dishes.

"Since it's Friday, do you have a problem with me staying the night at Kurt's place?" Sam said, listening to Stacey laugh from the living room. He peeked out to see Kurt giving her a piggyback ride around the room.

"I don't believe there should be a problem, as long as Kurt's father agrees with it."

"He already did." Sam said, turning back to his Mom.

"Then I guess it's fine. As long as you two behave yourselves." Mary gave her oldest son a look.

"Mom, don't worry." Sam said. "We haven't even had sex yet, and even if we were going to, we would get a hotel room. We have the courtesy not to do it under your roof, or Burt's."

"That's sweet, Honey." Mary said, turning off the water and drying her hands. "But I know you both have been experimenting otherwise-and don't you dare try to deny it."

Sam closed his mouth when his Mom said that.

"I trust you two to be responsible. I know neither of you can get pregnant, but you still need to be safe." Mary went on, turning to face her son. "I care for Kurt, the same as I care for you. He's like another son to me. And I don't want either of you to get hurt somehow, or sick."

Sam tried to ignore the redness he felt starting on his face.

"Okay, Mom. Thanks for the talk." Sam said, backing out of the kitchen, his Mother following him. "I'll keep what you said in mind."

"You do that." Mary said, lightly snapping the dishcloth at her son when he turned around. "Hi, Kurt."

Kurt turned, out of breath as Stacey clung to him, her arms around his neck, and legs around his waist. Kurt walked over, his arms supporting the little girl's weight. Sam held back a chuckle as he looked at his boyfriend's messy hair.

"She got you good, didn't she?" Sam said, finally breaking out in laughter with his Mom.

"Yeah, yeah. Laugh at the fact that the little monster messed up my hair." Kurt smiled as he rolled his eyes for what felt like the hundredth time that day.

"But you love me anyway, right?" Stacey craned her head back to peer into Kurt's face.

"You know I do." Kurt gave Stacey a quick peck on the cheek before setting her onto the floor and letting Mary give him a hug.

"I already told Sam this, but you two behave yourselves tonight." Mary whispered in Kurt's ear before pulling back.

"Kurt, come on, we gotta get what I need before we can go." Sam said, seeing the redness on Kurt's face. Sam knew his Mom had just said something to Kurt, as she hugged him.

Kurt followed Sam to his room.

"I don't think I need much." Sam said, pulling out a small duffel bag from his closet before heading to his dresser. He pulled out a set of clothes for the next day, along with pajamas's. He walked past Kurt, and he took the chance to give Kurt's ass a quick smack.

"Good Gaga! What was that for?" Kurt said, spinning around.

"Just 'cause I can." Sam winked, making Kurt shake his head.

"You keep that up, and you're not getting anymore 'favors'." Kurt said, talking about him giving Sam head. Sam blushed. He still hadn't given head to Kurt, and it was starting to gnaw at him. A thought popped into his head, and he turned to Kurt.

"Can you grab my shaving kit over there?" Sam asked, pointing at the black bag he forgot to grab off his dresser.

"Sure." Kurt walked over to get it, and Sam opened his side table drawer quickly, grabbing a bottle. He snuck it into his bag before Kurt turned around. Kurt brought the bag over, and handed it to Sam.

"Here, Babe." Kurt said.

"Thanks." Sam stuffed it into his small duffel bag. Sam looked around his room.

"I think that's it." He said, thinking if he missed anything.

"Then do you wanna go?" Kurt asked. "We gotta get home soon, and order those pizza's before everyone gets there. Especially Finn."

"Yeah, let's go." Sam grabbed Kurt as he turned. He spun Kurt back and popped a quick kiss on Kurt's unsuspecting lips, before striding past.

"Coming, Babe?" Sam smirked, looking back. "You're the one with the car."