"You…are…the only expectioooonnnnnnn." Finn whaled down the halls of his dorm at 2:30 in the morning.

"Finn, I told you I like it when you sing, but I like it more when you are sober." Mercedes groaned as she escorted her boyfriend to his room. "Finn where's your key?"

"That is a good question Merc. Where are our keys? What do they unlock? Where they inside us all along?"

"Great" Mercedes thought. Finn was reviewing for his philosophy exam when all she wanted to do was get him into bed….so he could go to sleep….get your mind out of the gutter.

"Where's your room key Socrates?" Mercedes said impatiently.

"It is in my pants pocket" Finn said with juvenile bliss.

"Which pocket?" Mercedes questioned.

"Oh, not these pants, a different pair of pants."

"Why didn't you bring your key with you Finn!"

"Because Kevin (Finn's roommate) told me he wanted the room to himself so he could get some. What do you think he meant? Do you think he was talking about sex?"

"Don't be stupid. It looks like you'll have to sleep in my room."

"Score!" Finn shouted.

It's a good thing Mercedes' roommate went home for the weekend. The bad thing was now she had to practically carry Finn back down to the first floor where her room was.

"There is way too much purple in this room." Finn declared.

"Yes honey, you told me last time you were drunk off your ass."

"Why are you so mean to me?" Frankenteen said.

"Why do you have to get so wasted? To prove you are a man or something?"

"Exactly, I knew you would understand." Finn said as he took off his shoes and crawled into Mercedes' bed.

"No I don't get it, you were so confident in High School, you never followed the crowd. Why do you feel like you have to prove yourself now?"

"Because." Finn said as if that explained everything.

"Because why?" Mercedes was used to this game and knew how to play it well.

"Damn you and your dentist mind tricks. It's because I'm not top dog anymore. At Mckinley I was king. Now I'm at the bottom, and the guys are putting a lot of pressure on me. I just want to be cool." Finn said sounding extra pathetic.

"Babay…you feel in love with a gleek, you'll never be cool." Mercedes meant for this to be a joke, but judging by the look of horror on Finn's face, he didn't think it was funny.

"The other guys make fun of me, that's never happened to me before. I want to prove I could party just as hard as they can. I don't want to be the same dope I was in high school. I want to be a certified college guy."

"But I liked that high school dope, isn't that enough?" Mercedes inquired.

"Well yeah, but I need guy friends too Merc. I can't hang out with you all the time."

Mercedes thought for a moment and then responded. "Come with me."

"Where are we going?" Finn questioned.

"You'll see."

"Will there be cake?"

"No there won't be cake, and no one told you to close your eyes boy."

15 minutes later, Finn and Mercedes are vandalizing the dean's car.

"There, now everyone will know just how cool you are."

"So…is this what you and Puck did when you dated. Because this kind of put our Breadsticks dates to shame."

"Naw Puck was pretty civil with me. You just bring out the wild side of me you dangerous college man you."

Finn smiled at this. That big dumb goofy smile that Mercedes was powerless against.

From then on Finn was known as "Hardcore Hudson" for damaging the dean's car and Mercedes never confirmed nor denied her involvement.