Chapter 60: Pizza
Kurt paid the delivery girl, and he and Sam carried the boxes down to the basement. They stood in the doorway quietly, listening to their friends talk about them.
"I bet you fifty bucks they've already done the nasty." Santana said.
"No way. Hummel's to prissy to allow that right now. Most they've done is give each other blow jobs." Puck said.
"Oh, I know you didn't just call my boy Kurt PRISSY!"
"Mercedes." The two whispered at the same time, gigging silently.
"Come on, admit it. Hummel couldn't be less ready for sex." Puck said.
"How would you know that?" Quinn said.
"Yeah, has Kurt told you that himself?" Rachel said.
"He doesn't have to." Puck answered. "You can tell by the way he acts. If it ever came down to him and Evans screwing around, Hummel would be the on to top."
"Dude, come on!" Finn complained. "The guy's gonna be my brother soon. I don't need to hear if he's gonna top or bottom during sex!"
"Let's go down." Kurt whispered. "We have to set our payback plan in motion."
"Alright. Let's get it going." Sam smirked.
Puck had no idea what was going to happen to him in just a few minutes.
"We got the pizza!" Sam called out, leading the way down the stairs.
As soon as they heard Sam and Kurt, everyone quieted down.
"You guys talking about us?" Sam asked.
"Nope, not at all." Tina said quickly.
"Okay, well, dig in." Kurt said. "Then once we eat, we can get the game going."
Everyone gathered around and grabbed at the pizza, eating right from the box.
"Kurt, do you have any napkins?" Mercedes asked.
"I'll go get them." Finn said, heading up the stairs.
"He knows where you keep the napkins?" Mike said.
"Yeah, he's here with his Mom a lot, so he knows the layout of the house." Kurt shrugged.
"Wanky." Puck said, his mouth full of pizza.
"Puck, don't talk with your mouth full." Kurt said, wrinkling his nose.
"What are you, my Mother?" Puck retorted.
"It's common courtesy, Noah." Rachel said, taking a dainty bite of her pizza.
"Okay, okay. Jeez." Puck said.
Finn came back down with the napkins.
"About time." Santana griped grabbing them from Finn's hand.
"Okay, let's just eat." Artie said. "I wanna get the game going."
"You get someone good, Artie?" Mike teased.
"Something like that." Artie said, a slight tinge of red crossing his face.
"Hopefully everyone is fine with who they got." Kurt said, looking directly at Finn.
"Dude, I'm fine with who I got." Finn insisted, shoving pizza into his mouth.
"Don't call me 'Dude'!"
