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A/N: Wow, what can I say? I was going to post this early next week, but the reviews are so kind and thoughtful and insightful, I had to post! Now, that being said, unless inspiration continues to flow from my noodle, please don't be sad if Chapter 4 doesn't come up until the middle of the week or so, it will be here! Again, the reviews are amazing, thank you all for submitting, you guys are so kind and even get the subtleties I try to incorporate in my fic! As usual, I will take just a few moments to address some things, I hope you guys read these too haha
Some people think that there is a little too much crying, especially on Finn's end, in this fic. I thought about it and I agree with you, on a certain level. There is no need for them to be constantly unhappy, even with all that went down in Chapter Two. It is a bit out of character for Finn to be crying about such things... however, I will point out that he has cried in the TV series, and although we didn't see much of it, we saw him crying. We know he can feel powerful emotions after just a short confrontation, such as the one he had with Kurt. Let's also keep in mind, Finn is a little messed up right now ^_- he has all the baby drama still looming over him, he has that dream he had way back in Chapter One that he is dealing with, and he's confused about why he feels the way he does towards Kurt. He doesn't want to control Kurt's life, but he also is terrified that something will happen to him, and when he walked in on Kurt who had been beaten, he just lost it. It was a blow up, in theatre terms; a sudden surge of uncontrollable emotions when someone's fears and frustrations were sprinting down the street...and into a brick wall, in simplest terms. He lost control and couldn't reign it all back in. I'm still feeling out what it means to write a "Drama" since, that is the first category this fic is listed as. I want there to be great moments, but I was also stuck on the fact that something HUGE had to happen in every chapter... it's all about finding the balance and I'm working on it, thank you for being patient with me while I do that! So yes, we will be trying to find the balance between necessary emotion and over kill haha. I will say, there will be more moments of Finn and Kurt crying profusely in this fic, and we all know Kurt is sensitive, he's cried thousands of times on the show, and I kept that part of his character... so don't be surprised if the "soap-opera"-esque scenes find their way into the plot, there will be tears and it will seem like overkill sometimes, but honestly, think of what these guys have been through in the past, during the start of this fic, and what is going to happen to them in the future of this fic... sometimes, crying is all that can come from things.
On my last note, I'm glad you all liked Quinn's contribution to Chapter Two! Yes, no more of bitch Quinn, I love her character, her journey, and she will play a HUGE part later down the line in Finn and Kurt's relationship. She will continue to be in chapters and I will work hard to incorporate the other characters as well as best I can. I hope you all enjoy Chapter Three, as usual submit a review and don't be afraid to point out something that makes you think, or makes you go "I don't think that would happen" or something, I'm not out to kill all the people who have submitted LOVELY reviews and added constructive criticism, it helps me very much as long as there is a balance between that and the enjoyment you all get from reading, I am grateful.
Chapter Three
After the rather intense display of emotions had mulled over, Finn was staring at his reflection in the bathroom mirror. He had splashed some cold water on his and was drying it off with his towel. He couldn't really explain what had just happened, he still felt very emotionally raw after the happenings of one day, it was insane. Letting out a heavy sigh, Finn walked out of the bathroom, throwing his towel on his bed and headed back to the kitchen to see how Kurt was doing.
Kurt was pouring two cups of tea, a plastic bear jar of honey, sitting out on the counter, begging to be emptied into the mugs. Finn just grabbed a chair and sat down at the counter, saying nothing and watching as Kurt grabbed the bear and added just the right amount of honey to the mug he then passed to Finn. Kurt then turned the bear jar upside down and emptied a liberal amount of the honey into his mug, before returning the bear to its place in the cupboard. Kurt smiled, and for a split second, Finn looked past the bruises and cuts and saw Kurt's smile, what he had wanted to see since he had returned home.
"So..." Finn hesitated. "Do we need to like, talk about this or something?"
"I've said what I had to say," Kurt said, shaking his head. "I'd like to be done talking about it for now, if that's ok. Unless you have something you didn't get to say to me, that is," Kurt said, offering the floor to Finn. "Jeez, man, I don't know," Finn squirmed a little and took a gulp of his tea while Kurt took a dainty sip. "I just, I have been feeling really weird lately and I can't really explain it. I just don't like seeing you hurt, and even though I still can't believe you won't let me go after the punks that did this to you," Finn saw Kurt tense up, but continued. "I'm trying my best to respect your decision, I trust you."
"It's never going to go away Finn," Kurt said. "The teasing, the names, the physical altercations... they will always happen, one way or another. I'm not saying I should have to get used to it, or that you should either for that matter...but you can't stop them, not here, not in this town. If I can be an example to people about being proud to be different, who cares if I have a few battle scars?" "They make you look macho and tough," Finn laugh, reaching over and ruffling Kurt's hair. "I definitely wouldn't mess with you looking like that." Kurt giggled and looked at Finn, before averting his gaze to the clock behind Finn.
"10:00 already..." Kurt sighed. "This long weekend is going by too quickly, it's almost Sunday. Thank God we have Monday off..." Finn nodded and smiled, looking out the window, gazing up at the night sky.
"Hey, let's go sit out on the deck," Finn said, getting up and taking Kurt's hand in his and leading him out to the deck area, where they pulled up two chairs and looked up at the stars in the sky. "Sometimes, I just like to look up at the stars and just chill." Finn said, taking a deep breath.
"That's pretty cheesy, Hudson," Kurt laughed, but gave Finn a smile when he turned to him. "I'm kidding, it's cute...I mean, it's cool..that you do that." Kurt tried to recover from his slip of the word cute, he was failing miserably, Finn just chuckled.
"What can I say?" Finn grinned. "I'm adorable, I can't help it."
"That's an awfully smug look for you Hudson," Kurt commented sarcastically on Finn's sideways grin. "I'd bash you over the head with my mug to change that... if only Mr. Honey-Bear hadn't left me a marvelous gift in this cup..." Finn laughed
"Mr. Honey-Bear? That's what you call that thing?"
"I've called him that since I was a kid," Kurt defended himself, but with a smile on his face. "Give me a break I was a kid."
"He looks like a Harvey to me," Finn half-joked, laughing when he saw that Kurt was actually deep in thought about the matter of naming a plastic honey container.
"Harvey the Honey-Bear..."Kurt trailed off, staring at the stars, before turning to Finn giving him a smile that gave Finn that warm sensation again.
"Harvey the Honey-Bear," Finn nodded, as if he approved, smiling back at Kurt. "Dude, if we were married and had kids, we'd be bangup at naming them." Kurt tensed slightly at the mention of ever having a family with Finn, his face warm. Finn, processing what he had just said, turned to Kurt. "Do you even want kids?"
"Are we getting married all of a sudden?" Kurt joked, nervously. "I must have missed the memo."
"I mean when you meet the...guy of your dreams," Finn almost said 'girl of your dreams' but luckily, he caught himself. "Do you want to get married and do the whole family thing? Like go all out with the kids, the dog, the garden and the white fence?"
"Wow, so many questions," Kurt said. "Well yes, when I meet that special someone, I want to get married. Kids would be nice, and it would make my dad happy that I'm passing on the family name. I hardly doubt there is such a place that we could have the whole picture with the white fence though," Kurt shrugged. "I just don't know that it will work out that way for me."
"Why would you say that?" Finn shifted in his chair. "You can do anything you want with your life Kurt, it's your life. Who cares what everyone else says? So what if you want to marry a dude and have little kids and live happily ever after, why shouldn't you? You deserve it same as me."
"And what do you want Finn Hudson?" Kurt smiled. "After you sweep your princess out the window onto your valiant steed, what goes on after that in the Hudson household?"
"Dude, I don't even know," Finn said, chuckling slightly. "I wish I had a better answer...I think I just have to meet the right person first." Kurt almost got excited when Finn said "person" instead of "girl" but remembered that what he had with Finn now was just as good, and better than being alone. Finn's phone suddenly vibrated on the arm of his chair, he picked it up and put it on speaker phone.
"Hey dude, what's up?" Puck's voice was on the other line. "What are you doing tonight?"
"Staying in," Finn breathed. "Sorry dude it's been a long day and I just need to chill." He smiled over at Kurt.
"That's cool man, you at Hummel's house?"
"Yeah, but-"
"Cool, I'll be over in a few." Puck hung up the phone, and Finn looked at Kurt.
"It's fine, I don't mind," Kurt smiled hesitantly. "I wonder what he'll say when he sees me like this?" Kurt tried to laugh about it
"He'll be scared shitless and never mess with you again," Finn smiled and the two shared a laugh. "And he'll say how adorable you look, even with the battle scars." Kurt laughed and Finn draped his arms on Kurt's shoulders, before pulling him in and resting his head on Kurt's. He was happy enough to just be here with Kurt right now, he'd worry about the future family plans later.
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"Holy shit, Hummel!" Puck's eyes widened, as he gazed upon Kurt's face. "What happened to you? Did you pick a fight with half the football team?"
"No," Kurt laughed slightly, but Finn saw the frown on his face. "Just two of them." Puck looked at Kurt, confused.
"Two jerks from the team beat Kurt up in the park today." Finn said, a certain edge to voice. Puck looked at Finn, then back at Kurt, as if he was trying to figure out some large puzzle, putting together the pieces one at a time.
Then, before he knew it, Kurt was back inside, sitting on the kitchen counter again. Puck was checking out all the various injuries.
"Dude, where are your bandages and stuff?" Puck asked, Finn brought them to him, very confused as to Puck's sudden interest in Kurt's well-being. "What?" Puck caught Finn's questioning look. "I took a nursing course to be ready when the baby gets here."
Finn and Kurt exchanged a look, then looked back at Puck, Kurt even put his hands on his hips in that manner of his.
"Ok, fine!" Puck threw up his hands. "So I've been forced to watch a lot of doctor shows with Quinn!" Kurt giggled, and Finn laughed, surprised he wasn't thinking about the whole drama with Puck and Finn.
Puck was rifling through the medical supplies, frustrated that he couldn't find a band-aid large enough for the cut above Kurt's eye. Finn had done a good job cleaning it, but Puck insisted that it had to be covered to prevent infection, the way he said it made Finn feel slightly inadequate as someone who could have been the father of Quinn's baby, but Kurt saw the look on Finn's face and reached over, putting Finn's hand in his...Puck didn't seem to care.
Puck gave up on trying to find something and took some liquid band-aid out of his coat pocket, apparently he always carried some around now. Puck was applying the liquid as carefully and gently as he could, but Kurt still squeezed Finn's hand a few times, and Finn gave gentle squeezes back. When Puck was done, he just smiled, a confident, look-what-I-can-do smile. Finn looked at Kurt, under the lighting of the kitchen, and even though he had been trying respect Kurt's decision to leave the punks that do this to him alone, he couldn't help feeling a burning sensation inside. He let go of Kurt's hand and walked out of the room in a huff, heading out to the deck, he needed to kick something. Back in the kitchen, Kurt went to go after Finn, but looked at Puck hesitantly. Puck arched an eyebrow at him, standing up straight.
"I...I don't know what to do.." Kurt stuttered. Puck sighed
"It's alright Hummel," Puck walked past Kurt, placing a hand on his shoulder. "I got this. Give me 5 minutes before you come outside." Kurt nodded and Puck sighed again before going out to see Finn tense, pacing around on the deck. "Dude, what the hell was that about?" he asked, but calmly.
"Kurt," Finn began, pacing still. "Kurt doesn't want me to go after the shitheads who did that to him. And I get why, I get it...but still..." Finn as usual was having trouble putting what he felt into words. "I don't know why man, it just makes me so mad!"
"Well he's your brother dude, you guys are tight," Puck shrugged. "You don't like seeing him get the shit beat out of him... but how would he feel if you went out there and got yourself beat up?"
"He wouldn't let me leave the house for days," Finn nodded, suddenly beginning to comprehend. "He'd stay by me the whole time until I was better." Finn looked at Puck, when had his friend suddenly become so empathetic and knowledgeable?
"I've had to watch a lot of Dr. Phil, too," Puck answered Finn's question. Finn laughed and Puck chuckled, and then Kurt was outside with them, looking first at Puck who nodded at him, then he turned his attention on Finn.
"I'm trying, Kurt," Finn said, seeing the look on Kurt's face. "I'm really trying to think of every good reason not to do what I want to do. I know that you don't want me to get hurt, but I'm just trying to look out for you. Something even worse could have happened to you today, and I wouldn't be able to live with myself if I had to be visiting you at a hospital or anything." Finn shrugged, but Kurt nodded. Kurt knew that it was taking every ounce of Finn to stop himself from exploding again.
"You guys need to get away from all this shit," Puck observed, Kurt and Finn both nodding with the "you think" face on. "How about we try to act like normal people here and do something fun...how about a movie?"
"At this hour?" Kurt asked.
"What, you got a bedtime?" Puck looked over at him. "We can go to the drive-thru, if you fall asleep at least it will be in the car."
"I'm in," Finn said, looking at Kurt. "You don't have to go, but I need to go out and do something."
"Fine," Kurt said, smiling. "On one condition... we have to invite Quinn."
"She's probably asleep," Finn said, looking at the floor, trying not to look Puck in the face.
"Nah, she'll be up for it," Puck chuckled. "Being pregnant makes her schedule all messed up, trust me. We'll pick her up on the way."
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"Whose idea was it to let them pick the movie?" Quinn looked at Kurt as Puck and Finn let out another loud rawr of approval at the large explosion in the action movie they were watching. Kurt shrugged, he had tried to get into the movie, but it was just such a typical guy movie, and even though there were half naked men on screen, their pants didn't match their eyes. Needless to say, his interest was waning terribly an hour and half in.
"I need to stretch my legs," he said, tapping Finn on the shoulder.
"I'll join you," Quinn said, happy to have any excuse get up and move around.
"Ok, well don't go too far," Finn started, but seeing the look on Kurt's face, "Just meet us back here when you are done." Kurt and Quinn nodded and got out of Puck's car.
They walked past a bunch of cars before finding a nice spot by the vacant concession stand. Quinn sat on the bench nearby while Kurt found a nice rock to rest on.
"Did you see everyone staring at me when we walked up here?" Kurt asked, trying to joke about it. "I think I even heard car doors lock when we passed... I must pass as a pretty good thug."
"How do you know they weren't staring at me?" Quinn stated. "You do have some pretty bad marks on you, but it's not like you have suddenly become a different person entirely. Trust me, after getting my share of stares from everyone, I've learned that the best way to approach it is that they stare because they're afraid. They don't want to believe that girls my age can get pregnant, or that sweet guys like you can be assaulted because you're different."
"We're too good for them," Kurt nodded, looking at Quinn. "I don't know how or why, but I can't help but think that after all that's happened, we're on a higher ground because we've been where most people haven't." Quinn nodded in agreement, before she and Kurt turned towards a noise. Of course, they would be here, Kurt hadn't even wanted to turn around to face them anyway.
"Nice face, Hummel," One of the jocks who had beat him up stepped closer to him and Quinn, followed by his goon-ish friend. "I think we missed a few spots, though. And Quinn, what happened to you? You used to be cool, and we even though you were hot when you were pregnant, but now you're hanging around with this queer and his boyfriend?"
"Finn's not my boyfriend," Kurt said abruptly, swallowing the lump in his throat as if he had to swallow his own words and accept that Finn was straight. "Why can't you just go find something constructive to do with your lives? I hear the gas station down the road is hiring idiots to scare away underage kids from buying beer and porn, isn't that what you guys live off of?"
"They'd never get the job," Quinn hissed. "You have to be able to spell your name on a name-tag just to get an interview."
"Big talk for two losers," the jock retorted. "So how about it Hummel? You want another round?" He took a plastic cup from his friend and removed the top, it was their weapon of choice before their fists, a ice cold slushie. "Quinn, you can stand next to my buddy here and watch, we can't hit a pregnant bitch." He spat out the word 'bitch' and Quinn seemed to flinch just slightly. "But maybe we can convince you that hanging with the right crowd can only help you." He reached over to try and touch Quinn's arm, but Kurt smacked his hand away and got between him and Quinn.
"You assholes don't have the sense God gave a goat," Kurt spat. "You won't touch her, I swear I'll-"
"Give us the 'gay'?" the jock taunted. "You gonna recruit us for your gay army Hummel, we'll start with you and get you out of the way." the jock leaned forward to pour the slushie all over Kurt, the jock next to him tensing up and curling his hands into fists. Kurt braced himself, but didn't move an inch, keeping his body between Quinn and the icy terror coming for his face, he squeezed his eyes shut.
When nothing happened, Kurt opened them to see a strong hand clasped around the jock's wrist, rendering him unable move his arm at all. The jock looked over to see the glaring face of Puck, who took the slushie out of his hands.
"Baby," Puck's voice had a slight growl to it. "Hold this for a sec." He handed her the slushie, returning his attention to the jock. "So you think you can slushie my man Kurt because he tried to protect my baby mama?" The jock opened his mouth to say something, but before he could blink, Puck had landed a mean punch on his face. Lifting him up off the ground, Puck laid another punch, and another. While this was going on, the other jock came over and shoved Kurt, who fell backwards as Quinn clumsily tried to catch him with her free hand. The jock raised his fist, when suddenly Finn came out of nowhere and tackled him to the ground. The two boys proceeded to beat the crap out of the jocks, only Finn didn't stop when Puck let up on his target, who immediately turned and ran, Puck yelling after him, "If I find out your sorry ass has even looked at Kurt or Quinn the wrong way again, I'll make your life a living HELL!" Finn was still laying punch after punch on his target, when Puck came over and tried to pry him off.
"Get off me!" Finn yelled. "This fucker is going to feel what pain is!"
"Finn!" Kurt's voice suddenly rang clear in Finn's head. Stopping, he looked over at Kurt who was walking towards him, looking a bit frightened, or maybe it was excited. "I-I think you've made your point." Kurt placed a gentle hand on Finn's shoulder, and Finn let go of the jock who fell to the ground, moaning in pain. Quinn came over, slushie in hand.
"You look like you're in pain," she smirked. "You should ice that." She proceeded to slowly pour the slushie all over the jock, who coughed and sputtered as the drink went all over him. "You jackass." Quinn hissed as she threw the empty cup at him. The jock struggled to his feet, limping off in the same direction as his friend.
"Yeah, you better run!" Puck yelled after him, as Quinn came over and took his hand, leading him back to the bench. "I'm fine baby, no scratches I promise." Quinn laughed and stroked his arm.
Kurt was standing in front of Finn now, who seemed to be looking past him, wanting to go after the punk who had just ran away from a fight.
"Finn," Kurt said, snapping him back to attention. At first, Finn thought Kurt looked upset, after all, he didn't want them to have to resort to beating anyone. "Thank you." Kurt finally said, breathing.
"No problem," Finn nodded. "I know it's not what you wanted-"
"Forget what I wanted," Kurt said, shaking his head. "I was selfish to think I could stop you from following your heart. I may not like what has happened...but I can't tell you how grateful I am."
"I know you would do the same," Finn said, staring at the ground. "You think you need to shoulder so much of the weight of the world, Kurt," He looked at Kurt, giving him one of those heart-melting smiles. "I'm just hear to help you understand you don't have to do it by yourself." Kurt nodded, hesitantly stepping forward and wrapping his arms around Finn, who looked at Quinn and Puck as if he wasn't sure if they cared to see his and Kurt's unconventional show of brotherly love.
"Hug him back you dumbass!" Puck said, pointing out the obvious answer. Finn held Kurt tight, there were no tears this time, it was just him holding Kurt, protecting Kurt.
"How did you guys even know we were up here?" Quinn broke the silence.
"Um..." Finn hesitated, but Kurt looked up at him, curious as well about the answer he was going to give. "We sort of.. followed you." Quinn rolled her eyes but smiled, and Kurt's mouth dropped open. Finn tried to salvage what was left of their moment. "It just really boring and quiet in the car without you!" he said, defending himself. "We saw you guys at the concession stand so we followed at a safe distance!"
"And it's good we did," Puck was addressing Kurt now, who still had his mouth hanging open. "Hummel, you put yourself on the line for Quinn when I wasn't around, and you know I appreciate that and I got your back too from now on.. but let's be honest, you wouldn't have been able to take on both of them by yourself and you," he turned to Quinn because he knew she'd have something to say. "You aren't supposed to be doing anything too stressful while you're pregnant. Finn and I just took care of business is all."
"Well, I can't be angry with you," Kurt said, looking at Finn who had a nervous grin on his face. "But your stalker level has definitely gone up at least 10 points for following me around at a drive-thru." Finn laughed at Kurt's joke, reaching out to playfully swat Kurt's arm. Kurt promptly reached up, grabbed a fistful of Finn's hair, and gave it a little tug. "We've talked about that, Hudson," Kurt smiled. "Remember when we tried to watch Braveheart?" Finn ruffled Kurt's hair.
"I love you, dude," Finn said and Kurt froze. Every nerve in his body was on edge. "You are the coolest, and I love you." "I...I love you too, Finn," Kurt said, and Quinn could see the meaning in his eyes, she had to smile.
"Let's get you home," Finn smiled. "You look so tired." Kurt was still frozen on the spot, and Finn had to wave his hand in front of Kurt's face and snap his fingers to get Kurt to come back to reality. "Dude, you need to get some sleep." Finn said laughing.
"The car isn't that far away, let's get out of here." Puck said as he took Quinn's hand in his and the two began to walk back to the car, followed by Finn, who looked back to see Kurt trailing behind, a smile on his face.
"Come on, Kurt," Finn chuckled, reaching out his hand to Kurt, who was very hesitant all of a sudden. Finn took the initiative and grabbed Kurt's hand, lacing their fingers together, and pulling Kurt along in his stride. Finn gave Kurt's hand a tight squeeze. "I'm glad you're ok," he said gently. "Just remember that you don't have to deal with this shit all alone. I'm always going to be there for you, I think you're kind of stuck with me for life." Finn smiled down at Kurt.
"You're impossible, Finn Hudson," Kurt shook his head, smiling back. "I like that about you."
Finn chuckled and helped Kurt into the back of Puck's car.
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Finn turned on the sink water downstairs in his and Kurt's bathroom, running his hands under it, his knuckles had started to bleed slightly from the fight earlier, he winced as the water ran over the painful spots.
"I don't want to see your hands," Kurt said as he got under the covers in his bed. "I don't do well with seeing other people's blood." Finn came out of the bathroom and plopped down on Kurt's bed, putting his entire hand over Kurt's face.
"Ahhhh, the bloooooood!" he joked as Kurt struggled to take his hand off. "It's so bloody and disgusting!" he laughed as Kurt shoved his hand away, then took it back, examining it.
"You must pack a mean punch, Hudson," He said, eyes widening. "Either that, or you're just a weakling who bleeds easy."
"Oh a weakling huh?" Finn laughed and grabbed Kurt by the waist, yanking him from his bed and throwing him on to Finn's bed. "Oh no! Gravity!" Finn fell almost on top of Kurt, who moved away at the last second, leaving Finn to laugh uncontrollably.
"You have too much energy for this late," Kurt said, making his way back to his bed and getting back under the covers.
"You know you love me anyway," Finn said, laughing. "Goodnight, Finn," Kurt said, waving a hand at him. "You will not get me to say that again." Finn giggled and stared at the ceiling. He had done a good thing tonight, he had proved to Kurt that he wasn't out to control his life, even at the expense of becoming Kurt's stalker. Not to mention all those feelings he kept bottled up were let out and he finally got what he wanted out of the situation. Kurt's light snore reached his ears, and he turned to look at him. Kurt wasn't joking about being tired, he was out cold within 5 minutes of getting in bed. Finn chuckled and turned on his side, watching Kurt sleep was like watching a puppy dream about chasing bunnies in a meadow, he thought. Every once in a while, Kurt would twitch or move in his sleep, and then he had the cutest smile on his face as he went back to snoring ever so softly. Finn got up quietly, and headed over to his desk. He found two note cards and a pen and wrote separate things on them. Heading over to Kurt's mirror area, he set down the card that said: You are loved. Right next to it, he put the continuation on the second card: You are crazy, obsessive, and sometimes frightening...but above all else, you are and will always be loved. I promise.
Taking out his phone, he sent a message to Quinn.
Glad we were all able to go out tonight...will be coming over within the next few days to work on the present.
It didn't take her long to answer.
Take your time, it will be here when you need it. Is Kurt asleep yet?
Finn arched an eyebrow. Yeah, fell asleep like 5 minutes after he got in bed. He snores like a mouse sucking on helium...it's adorable.
A/N: Woot for chapter 3! I hope you all enjoyed it! It was very much a filler chapter for me, I wanted to still deal with what went on, but add a lighter side to the situation. And let's face it, I had to give Finn what he wanted, he needed to get rid of that excess rage haha. Puck will be used more often as well, I think he has his good moments, he definitely comes through for his friends when he has to! Please submit a review! Chapter 4 will be coming soon, I still have to sort through a few things for it, but it will probably be longer than this chapter. Reviews help the inspiration flow, so if you want Chapter 4 sooner, leave one! It means so much to me that you guys take the time to leave reviews, I can't thank you enough!
Until next time!
~BlueRain26