a/n: DAMN YOU RYAN MURPHY! BRING BACK MATT!

Ahem. Sorry. Expressing anger. Also, apologies for no updates in a while and sappy chapter. I'm a bad person, I know. But I had halo marathons, woman! Oh, Artie. Oh, and I promise next chapter will be more BBT based.

Kurt sank. Going onto his knees(not even wanting to think about that damage it might do to his designer pants) and putting his head in his hands. Penny immediately rushed to him and squeezed his shoulders.

"Oh, sweetie…" Kurt shrugged her off.

"I'm fine," he chirped, but you could hear his throat closing up. "I'm used to this. People call me 'fag' all the time." Raj quickly pulled a flask out of his jacket pocket, unscrewed the top, took a deep swig, then sat on the ground next to Kurt.

"I know what you mean, dude," Raj said solemnly. "I was once accused of being in an 'ersatz homosexual marriage'."

"You're talking?" Kurt asked, managing to peek his head out . "But Penny's here…" Raj waved the flask a bit, indicating it was full of alcohol. Penny sat down on the parking lot gravel too.

"Sweetie, I've been there too. I once wore sweatpants with ballet flats and was called a lesbian for the whole day," she said. Kurt stared at her, appalled and disgusted.

"Good thing we took you to the mall," he said, and shivered a bit. Penny bit back an insult, smiled, and rubbed Kurt's shoulder. And they sat there, in the parking lot. Waiting for Kurt to finally stand up, take a depressed look at the hole in his windshield, and start the car.

Rachel sat in the backseat of Leonard's rent-a-car.

"Wow, I had the best time being controlled, poked, prodded, and demanded of," Rachel said, rolling her eyes.

"Well, I'm glad," Sheldon said. "I think-" He stopped when he saw Leonard hold up his SARCASM sign. Sheldon just looked down at his hands. Leonard grinned as he stared at the road ahead. He knew bringing that sign was a good idea. He got a text from Penny as they pulled into a restaurant to eat.

Penny: Will b l8 for dinner, we have a "situation". C u soon J

Penny's bad spelling and grammar whilst text bugged Leonard to no end. But, being a good friend, he put up with it and sent a quick 'okay' back.

"Penny's going to be a little late," Leonard said. Sheldon flew his hands up in the air.

"What? Is time no longer an element in our society? Are we all going to just runloose, naked on the streets, showing up whenever we want? What has this world become?" Sheldon crossed his arms. Rachel raised an eyebrow.

"Well, I'm getting the vegan special. I think he wants the nuts," Rachel said. Leonard laughed at her lame joke. They walked into Lucky China Food Restaurant, which isn't owned by Asians, by the way. Howard waved them over to the table he had gotten, and they sat down. After they had ordered their drinks, Raj, Penny, and Kurt shuffled in. Penny immediately sat next to Sane Leonard, Raj with Howard, and Kurt…Kurt went to Rachel.

"Kurt….?" Rachel asked, seeing his red nose and bloodshot eyes. "What happened?"

Kurt sniffled. "Are you taking interest in your fellow being?"

Rachel ignored the comment. "What happened?"

"Nothing," he grumbled. Rachel was about to say something, when their waiter approached the table.

"Hello, welcome to the Lucky China Food Restaurant, what will you have?" The waiter asked. Kurt looked up. And he almost choked on his own spit.

"Yes, I would like to inquire about the cup of noodle soup," Sheldon began. "Is that cup a regular cup for drinking? Do I have to drink from it?"

"Well, uh-"

"Sam," Kurt said, interrupting him.

"Oh, hey Kurt. Hey Rachel." The blonde boy said, giving a small wave. Kurt, embarrassed, sipped his iced tea a little more. Sheldon went back to his constant pestering about the menu options, before they all finally had plates of steaming food set in front of them. Kurt picked at his chow mein silently, and Penny kept giving him sympathetic looks from across the table. Finally, he mumbled a lame excuse that he needed to make a call, then went outside and sat on the curb.

He pulled his legs up to his chest, hugging them. What was wrong with him? Kurt was strong. He could handle all of the crap thrown at him. But why is this bugging him so much?

Sam was walking out of the restaurant, shift over, and stopped when he saw Kurt.

"You okay?" he asked, sitting next to the tear stained boy. Kurt sucked in a deep breath.

"I'm absolutely fine!" He said, his voice going up an octave. "Everything's great! Why would think I'm NOT okay?" Sam raised an eyebrow.

"Tell me the truth."

Kurt sighed, stood up, brushed off his designer jeans, went to his car, picked up the rock, and showed it to Sam.

"Gaf," Sam said. He squinted. "No, fag." He looked up at Kurt's teary eyes. "Oh."

Kurt nodded. "Yeah. Fag."

Sam hesitated, but finally gave a small pat on Kurt's back. Then Kurt finally couldn't hold back the sadness.