A/N: Here's some Halloween excitement. The costume idea came from what my boyfriend and I dressed up as this year, keeping in mind that he is a foot taller than me, which is why Blaine was in my costume. It was just too funny the first time around, so I thought the boys would do it justice.

Enjoy!

For once all three boys were enjoying school. It took a month to get into the swing of things, but the daily slushies stopped and everyone was busy with glee club and cheerios/football. One night I overheard (alright I was eavesdropping, but it's my house, I can do that if I want to) that the homecoming game was that upcoming weekend. Homecoming is a big deal for a small town. It's a chance to recognize the seniors and their contributions to the school. Finn was planning on mentioning it at dinner tonight, since the senior football parents escort their kid out on to the field. They also did this for senior cheerleaders. From the way the conversation was going I could tell Kurt and Blaine weren't too excited. I'm not quite sure why though. This was their time to shine.

Once dinner started, Finn took the chance to talk when the other two boys had their mouths full of food. Luckily, neither of them were as bad as Finn and wouldn't talk with their mouth full.

"This weekend's the homecoming game and all the seniors who are in football or cheerios get introduced with their parents."

Carol was overjoyed at the prospect of walking onto the field with Finn. I could tell she's been waiting years for this game. After all, her son was the star quarterback. What she said next took me by surprise.

"That's wonderful. I'm going to go call the coach to try and get you three announced at the same time so we can go out as a family! Do they announce cheerios or football first?"

Finn looked a little clueless for a minute before responding.

"Um. I think cheerios."

"Ok, then we'll try and get Kurt and Blaine announced last and you announced first for the football players! This is going to be wonderful. I need to go find what I'm going to wear! Burt, start charging the video camera. We can have one of the glee kids in the stands tape it for us."

And with that she rushed out of the room mumbling under her breath about getting a new dress, while I sat at a dinner table with three dumbstruck boys who had no idea what just happened.

"I guess we have to go now..."

Blaine said while looking down at his plate.

"You're damn right, all three of you better be there. Carol is looking forward to walking all three of you out onto that field, so you better not try and get out of it."

And with that I went upstairs to our bedroom to try and talk Carol into wearing a dress she already had instead of buying a new one.

The day of the big game rolled around and we were ready and waiting in the stands. Coaches Beiste and Sylvester both agreed to tweak the line up so we could walk out with all three boys together. It would have been better if they each had their own moment, but with two of us and three of them, we really couldn't leave anyone out. Once halftime rolled around, we were waiting by the track waiting for our names to be called. I don't know if it was a good thing or a bad thing that Coach Sylvester was the one announcing the senior cheerios. She made comments about each one, many of which were not appropriate.

"And finally we have our last two senior cheerios, my stars, even if they act like rabbits, Curls and Porcelain." Then there was the sound of the microphone being pulled back and forth before the voice changed to that of Coach Beiste.

"Here are senior cheerios Blaine Anderson and Kurt Hummel and starting off our football players is our star quarterback Finn Hudson, with their parents Burt and Carol."

All three boys walked out holding a flower which they each in turn gave to Carol, who couldn't stop crying, as we all walked off the field together. There weren't any incidents, probably because all the football players were busy waiting in line with their parents.

The second half of the game went well, but Kurt and Blaine were no where to be found. I know they didn't normally cheer during football games, but they were already here and in uniform. Once the game was over (a crushing, but not surprising defeat), we had planned to meet at the car. By the time Carol and I got there, Kurt and Blaine were already sitting in the backseat in regular clothes.

"Where were you guys for the second half of the game?"

"We decided to sit in here and talk since there are no Neanderthal homophones sitting in the back of the car."

Oh great, this couldn't be good.

"What happened?"

"Nothing more than the usual. A few insensitive slurs and general idiocy. I'm just so sick of it. I've gotten used to it during school hours, but this is the weekend and I don't want to deal with it."

After Kurt's small tirade, Blaine finally spoke for the first time.

"It only confirms out decision about our plans for tonight. We have decided to stay in, eat ice cream and have a movie marathon. I'm thinking all the Harry Potters in order."

"I think Disney cartoons instead." Kurt added, clearly not as big a fan of Harry Potter as Blaine is.

I was a little confused about why hateful names would confirm their movie plans. But Carol was always one step ahead of me.

"You aren't going to go to your homecoming dance? I thought the whole glee club was going together than going out afterwards."

"They are. We just don't feel like dealing with all the crap or causing more problems then we have normally. I don't want a repeat of what happened at prom. I can handle some jocks hating me, but to know most of the school felt that way just hurt too much. We will go to our senior prom, they can't keep us away from that, but a homecoming dance isn't worth the time and energy." Kurt just looked so sad by the time he finished, but once Blaine puts his arm around his shoulders, he brightened up a bit.

"Fiiiiiine, I guess we can watch Disney movies."

"Don't be so melodramatic Blaine. You like them just as much as I do."

And just like that, they were back to being happy and arguing about movie choices. We decided this was one issue best left alone. If they chose not to go to a dance where they knew they'd be targeted, I wasn't going to force them.

Once Finn was all ready to go in his dress pants, black button down shirt and a light pink tie, he came downstairs.

"How'd you pick that color tie Finn? Blaine or I could pull it off, but pink really doesn't suit your skin tone."

"Or your sexuality." Blaine added in a voice meant to be too low for me to hear, but I pretended I didn't for now.

Finn looked down at the tie draped over his shoulders as if it were going to bite him.

"Rachel picked it to match her dress. But I can't tie it. Could one of you maybe do it for me?"

Kurt was about to walk over when Blaine beat him to it.

"I had to wear a tie every day at Dalton. I think I can handle a gaudy pink tie. I may not know as much as Kurt does about fashion, but I already know this color will clash terribly with her skin tone too."

I finally left my eavesdropping spot and walked into the living room, immediately backing out to grab the camera. Luckily I got a picture before they moved or noticed me. Blaine was standing on the couch with Finn standing in front of him, facing away. I guess he can only tie a tie if it's like he's wearing it, and Blaine needs to stand on the couch to be taller than Finn.

In spite of all the texts from New Directions asking where they were and telling them how much fun they were missing, both boys seemed to have a nice night in, watching movies. They were alone in Blaine's room, but Carol kept stopping me from going and checking on them. Finn got home and told us about some drama between Rachel and Quinn (undoubtedly something to do with him).

"And I don't get why they were both so mad. I'm allowed to dance with who ever I want."

"Finn, sweetie, the point of bringing one date is to dance with your date. Not leave her alone and dance with previous girlfriends."

Carol dealt with that better than I would have. I probably would have just smacked him in the back of the head.

"Where are Kurt and Blaine? They missed a couple of good fights. Rachel and Quinn were yelling and Santana started a fight with Artie. She actually climbed onto his wheelchair and started pulling his hair!"

"They're upstairs Finn. On your way up, let them know it's getting late and time to go to their own rooms."

"Will do. Good night mom, good night Burt."

Carol sighed. "It could be worse. We could have Santana too!"

Then we heard Finn yell from upstairs.

"Dudes! Put some clothes on! And Burt says it's time to go to your own rooms."

Now it was both our turns to sigh. What are we supposed to do with them?

"Hey Dad? Can we ask you a huge favor?"

I looked up from my morning paper to see all three boys in their pajamas looking at me. They were all trying to give me the sad puppy dog eyes. Kurt and Blaine were succeeding, but Finn just looked like he was in pain.

"That depends, what is this huge favor?"

This time Finn took over.

"The glee club is having a Halloween party at Rachel's house. Can we go? Also, it's a sleepover."

The last time the glee club had a party at Rachel's house there was a lot of drinking.

"Are Rachel's dads going to be there? And is there going to be alcohol?"

"No. I mean yes. Wait. I think I mean no."

Kurt pushed Finn out of the way and tried to clear things up.

"Yes her dads will be there and there will be no alcohol."

I knew I'd let them go, but I decided to let them stew for a few minutes.

"I guess you can go. As long as all behavior is appropriate and none of you drink. Did you pick out costumes yet?"

"Rachel told me I'm going to be Frankenstein so she can be the bride of Frankenstein."

"I already started making our costumes, but they're going to be a surprise. You'll just have to wait till Halloween to see them!"

Kurt has made all of his Halloween costumes since he learned to sew, and they've all been pretty good.

"Ok. As long as it's something appropriate."

"Oh don't worry. It's very appropriate." Blaine responded, before wiggling his eyebrows at Kurt.

Halloween rolled around and Carol and I were sitting on the couch waiting for the unveiling of the costumes. Finn walked into the room doing his best Frankenstein impression, and I have to admit, he was pretty convincing. It doesn't hurt that he's 6'4". Next we heard giggling from the top of the stairs. Then we heard both boys start singing the theme from the old batman TV show before they ran into the room. They looked a little silly, since Kurt was dressed as Robin even though he was taller, but otherwise they fit the parts.

"You boys all look great! And good job on those costumes. Have fun at the party, be safe and don't drink." Carol said as she walked down the line giving each boy a hug and kiss on the cheek.

"Have fun and behave. Remember you are in a house full of people, so all behavior should be appropriate." I added, glaring at the two shorter boys to make sure my point got across.

A few hours later, when the door bell rang, I found out I did not get my point across. I opened the door to find Batman and Robin, along with an angry looking Frankenstein. Blaine tried to break the obvious tension.

"Trick-or-treat?"

I opened the door more widely so they could come in.

"What now?"

"It's not my fault! It was all those two. I'm going to bed. I've had a traumatizing night in which my childhood was ruined." and with that Finn trudged up the stairs to bed.

I turned on the two boys left standing by the door. Then Carol came out and directed us all into the living room. Once we were all seated I just looked at them, waiting for the reason they were home from a sleepover by 11pm.

"Let me start out by saying we didn't get Finn kicked out. He just happened to get kicked out at a similar time by his own doing. Rachel suggested spin the bottle, but Santana turned it into seven minutes in heaven. When it was our turn, they locked us in Rachel's room. And I swear all we did was kiss. Nothing inappropriate. For the first seven minutes at least." Blaine was about to continue with his story, but Kurt jumped in.

"After seven minutes we tried to go back to the party, but the door was still blocked, by the time thirty minutes rolled around, we started to get bored. Then Rachel and Santana finally opened the door and everyone was standing there and they thought it was funny we were locked in so long, but then when they realized what we were actually doing they ran away to the basement. Once we fixed our costumes and went downstairs, Rachel said we had to leave for defiling her room, because now she can't have sex in there without thinking of us." Then Blaine went back to telling the story.

"Finn said something about it not making a difference since she wouldn't have sex with him anyway and she told him he could leave with us. Every body else started to leave too since Rachel started to get crazy and yell at everyone."

After a minute of awkward silence, Carol spoke up.

"Why did Finn say his childhood was ruined?"

"Everyone seemed to say the same thing. Apparently, no one ever thought of the possibility Batman was gay, so walking in on him and Robin may have been what ruined their childhood memories."

I just tried to even out my breathing before responding. I was mad at them, but not surprised. In all honesty, what bothered me the most was that now I'd probably have to deal with a phone call from the Berry's, which was always a torturous experience.

"Just go to bed."

Once I saw them starting up the stairs, and I saw Blaine's hand reach for the bowl of Halloween candy I yelled out.

"Hey! That candy is for the trick-or-treaters!"

"But it's 11 at night and there aren't going to be any more kids. Please."

He was now speaking in a combination of whining and begging

"Fine, but if you get sick from eating all that candy, it's not my fault."

Around 3 in the morning, I heard a lot of noise coming from the boys' bathroom. I knocked on the slightly open door and went it. It wasn't a pretty sight. Blaine was bent over the toilet and Kurt was rubbing circles on his back.

"Are you sick Blaine? Want me to go get Carol?"

Kurt responded for him since Blaine was too busy puking again.

"I think he just had too much candy. I'm pretty sure he finished that whole bowl even though he denies it. He was really hyper and running around and all of a sudden he ran into the bathroom."

I sighed. I haven't had to deal with Halloween candy induced sickness since Kurt was seven. It happened once and he learned his lesson.

"Blaine, you're 17, why would you eat so much candy that you have to spend the night puking your guts out? Kurt hasn't done that in ten years."

Kurt blushed a little at being called out for the same behavior, even if it was a long time ago. When Blaine finally finished and was leaning against the wall near the toilet, he finally answered me.

"I didn't realize how much candy was in the bowl. I usually can eat anything without getting sick. I guess I can't eat a lot of candy. Growing up, I was never allowed to have a lot of candy for Halloween. I wasn't allowed to go trick-or-treating and my dad would turn out the lights so kids wouldn't trick-or-treat. That way he didn't have to buy candy. I usually got some from Halloween parties at school, but never enough to make me sick."

I kept forgetting the poor kid didn't have the same life growing up as Kurt and Finn did. Then I remembered I was still mad at them for getting kicked out of a party for having sex.

"Well, I guess you'll know for next time not to eat enough candy to feed a neighborhood of children. Good night boys, try to get some sleep. You can wake me and Carol up if it gets worse."

I walked out of the bathroom to a chorus of good nights. Once I got back to our room, I tried to get into bed as quietly as possible, so not to wake Carol. I shouldn't have bothered, since she was already up.

"Is everything ok with the boys?"

"Yeah, Blaine ate that whole bowl of candy and is currently donating it all back to the toilet."

"Oh, the poor thing. I remember the same thing happening with Finn."

"Kurt too, but he was 7, not 17."

"Well, Finn may have been a little older. And he may have done that multiple times. I guess it takes him a while to learn a lesson. He probably still hasn't. If he wasn't locked in his room in anger he would have fought Blaine for that candy."

"What are we going to do with them?" I was hoping she'd have a good answer, because I really didn't know.

"Cross our fingers and hope for the best. And don't buy any more candy."