After a while, things sort of fell into a routine and it was like Blaine had always been a part of the family. Summer was nearing a close and the boys had just over a week left until school started.

This year, the glee club was having a week of "camp", which basically meant my house was empty from 9-5 all week. Business was slow, so I decided to close up shop early and head home. Maybe surprise Carol by having dinner made when she got home. It should have been easy with the house all to myself. When I pulled into the driveway at 2:30, I realized I wasn't going to be alone. It looked like the boys were home from glee camp early. I walked up to the front door and was surprised to find it locked, but pulled out my keys and opened the door. I walked in expecting to see Finn on the couch playing video games, or the boys watching movies. I was met with silence. But it didn't last long. It was broken by a scream coming from upstairs. I immediately started up the stairs, until I heard something follow the scream.

"Oh my God! Don't stop Kurt!" Blaine said loudly, followed by another scream and a whole lot of bouncing bed springs. I immediately ran down the stairs and out to the front yard. I didn't really know what to do. Rather than deal with the situation at hand, I decided to give myself a minute to calm down and them a minute to... Finish.

I decided on a walk around the block to clear my head before I murdered any teenagers today. I guess I really couldn't stop them at this point in their relationship, and they did think they would be alone for a few hours. But they are still teenagers living in my house. Damn. Where is Carol when I need her to tell me what to do? (Don't tell her I said that.) I also got to thinking about what I heard. I always just sort of assumed Kurt was the... well... girl in the relationship. I didn't realize he was the "top" as those painfully embarrassing pamphlets described. I was surprised to feel a little proud.

I got back to the house and opened my car door. I made sure to slam it shut before "accidentally" hitting the horn. Might as well give them some warning this time. I fumbled with my keys and took my time loudly unlocking the door and going inside. I walked in to silence (which is better than screaming), but then heard hushed voices coming from Kurt's room. All of a sudden, Kurt came out of his room (fully dressed, thank god!) and looked over the banister down the stairs.

"You're home early Dad! We just got home a few minutes ago. Glee club got out early today."

So that's how he's going to play it. I could make this painfully awkward if I wanted to. And I think I wanted to. But I chose to give him that false sense of security. It would be funnier to bring up during dinner anyway.

"That's good they give you a break some times. Where are Finn and Blaine?"

"Finn had to stay after, at Rachel's insistence, to work on their duet. Blaine and I were going to practice in my room."

I could hear Blaine giggle and Kurt kicked his door closed with his foot before I could hear anything else.

"Ok Kurt, I'll just be in the living room watching the game."

Blaine then stuck his head (of thoroughly messy curls) out of Kurt's room.

"What game?"

"No one that great. The season hasn't even started yet."

Blaine looked interested, but Kurt spoke up first.

"Ok Dad, we'll just be up in my room."

"That door better be left open!" I shouted up the stairs before he got a chance to slam it. Dinner was going to be awkward.

I decided on spaghetti and meatballs for dinner, since it was one of the only dishes I was capable of making without assistance. Once Finn and Carol both got home I laid out the table and called everyone down for dinner. I paid close attention to Blaine and my suspicions were confirmed. He sat down very gingerly and still winced.

"So boys, how was glee camp today?"

Finn started first, very eager to talk about his duet with Rachel.

"It was actually pretty great. I got a solo with Rachel, Kurt and Blaine got one too. By the way, where'd you guys go? Mr. Shue was wonder-"

There were two loud thumps from under the table. Both Kurt and Blaine had kicked Finn to stop him from elaborating.

"Ow, what was that for?"

Then I heard Kurt mumble something that included Finn and clueless.

Blaine cleared his throat and tried to cover up what Finn had said.

"We came back here to practice since it's difficult to hear our own thoughts, let alone our voices, over the sound of Rachel's massive ego."

There must have been an issue at practice that prompted the boys leaving in the first place. But I still had my plan to complete before I could feel sorry for the boys, so I started the ball rolling.

"I'm sure you've had a lot of practice. In fact, I could hear how loud you were practicing when I got home. It was so loud I decided to go for a walk and come back later, since you seemed so involved with practicing you didn't hear me the first time I came in..."

Kurt immediately turned bright red while Blaine paled to white. It was actually pretty funny. I was slowly becoming less mad, and quickly deciding I was going to enjoy tormenting them.

Finn joined in on the conversation, helping me, even if he didn't know what he was talking about. "You guys must be great by now! Especially with all that extra practice!"

Both boys were still silent, looking horrified at their plates. By now, Carol had caught on, based on their reactions, even though Finn still hadn't. Carol helped me out a bit.

"I'd love to hear your duet. It must be amazing if you've had all afternoon to practice."

"What song are you doing?" Finn asked excitedly.

"Um... We're doing... that song... by that... guy... Um... I forget." Kurt said in a manner very unlike his own, and much more like Finn.

"How could you practice all day and not know what song you're supposed to sing. Whatever you were doing, I don't think you were doing it right." Finn replied with a slightly accusing tone. I can't believe he still hasn't caught on. Carol gave me a look that said this has gone on long enough. I gave her my puppy dog eyes (hey- Kurt had to get them from somewhere), and silently begged to continue. She nodded her head slightly but gave me a look that said I only had a little while longer till she intervened.

"It sounded like Kurt was doing something right. Blaine seemed very vocal about that."

Now Blaine went from white as a sheet to redder than Kurt. If that was even possible. But then he finally spoke.

"May I please be excused?"

"Sorry, but I don't think so. Don't we have rules in this house about you two being home alone, in the same room, with the door closed?"

Finn finally caught on to what happened.

"Wait, you got home and found them doing it?"

Finn was once again kicked underneath the table. I decided to intervene on Finn's behalf.

"Ok, you two stop kicking Finn under that table. I can hear it every time, so you really aren't being subtle about it."

Carol giggled a little and raised her hand up.

"That may have been me that last time." I couldn't help but roll my eyes.

"That's it. Everyone go to your rooms!" All three boys started to walk up the stairs, but not before Finn tried protesting.

"Why do I have to go to my room, just because Blaine's a screamer and Kurt can't keep it in his pants?"

Carol smacked him in the back of the head and said

"That's why!"

Based on hand holding I saw, I decided to add something.

"Your own rooms!"

I went back to the table and sat down with my head in my hands.

"What am I going to do with them?"

Like I said before, Carol always knows what to say.

"They're teenagers. What do you expect? We're the same age. You can't have a 17 year old at 35 years old and say you didn't have sex in high school. I had Finn exactly nine months after my high school graduation. Christopher was scheduled for boot camp two days after school got out."

"Kurt was born 5 months after graduation. Elizabeth told me she was pregnant the night our prom. Luckily she wasn't showing till after graduation."

We smiled sadly at each other. We loved each other dearly, but it's still difficult to talk about our dead spouses.

"Let me go talk to the boys. You did enough damage during dinner."

"Thanks Carol."

She walked upstairs, and a minute later I tiptoed up to hear what was being said. I know, it probably makes me a terrible person, but I had to know. She was in Kurt's room first.

"I know sweetie, he's not really that upset, more surprised. Maybe you two could just be a little less touchy-feely for the next few days. And be a little more careful next time. I don't know how many more awkward sex talks his heart can take. Just make sure you are both in your own rooms before Burt comes back upstairs."

Then I heard both boys thank her.

She came out and found me on the top step. She looked a little mad at finding me eavesdropping, but she didn't really look surprised.

"Before you even start, they were in separate rooms when I got up here, but I asked to speak to them together."

I couldn't really respond quickly enough before she went on.

"They are both sorry you had to hear that. But I don't think it's going to stop a repeat performance. They'll probably just be a little less loud. And no, you can't kill them."

Then she said something that made me love her even more. Rather, she yelled it, so all the boys could hear it.

"We are going for ice cream. Everyone get your asses in the car in the next five minutes!"

I gave her a big bear hug before we started to walk downstairs to get the car keys. I shouted one last command upstairs while I could hear the boys scurrying to find shoes.

"Oh, and Finn is sitting in the middle!"

That was met with three identical groans.