Well this is just getting out of hand, I was only intending on a one-shot which was then going to be a two-shot but now here we are on chapter 3 with no sign of stopping just yet, well this is only a short one, sorry. Ah well got to keep ourselves amused somehow during this blasted hiatus.

Thank you so very much to everybody who has read and stuck with this story and many thanks to all the reviewers, you really brighten up my day

I own nothing, Glee remains the rights of Ryan Murphy and the damn writers we know of as RIB- in the words of Snoop doggy dog I would urge you to ' Step yo game up'

Blaine dreaded this next conversation. If anyone had been in his bedroom at the time they would have seen the look of pure horror etched on the ex-warbler's face as he looked through the contacts list on his phone and reluctantly hit the call button. He must have had a death wish.

"Hello" a gruff voice answered after what felt like an age of ringing.

Not for the first time that day Blaine cursed whoever had invented caller ID, he wasn't exactly in the other man's good books right now.

"H-Hello Mr Hummel…Sir, its Blaine" he stuttered nervously

"Yes I realised that. I nearly didn't pick up. What do you want? Don't you think you've caused enough damage?" Burt snapped angrily.

The teenage boy gulped. Courage. "I understand that Sir and you can't imagine how sorry I am and how much I hate myself for hurting Kurt but please; I'm begging you, please you have to help me."

"Listen kid, I want Kurt to be happy and right now he isn't, he was only really happy when you were around so you better think of something good to win him back. He's very forgiving but you dare hurt him again and I will personally hunt you down whether Kurt has locked up my shotgun or not."

"Kurt locked up your shotgun?" Blaine echoed

"Yeah didn't want me to shoot you just yet, the kid loves you Blaine"

The boy sobbed "I'm so sorry Sir I will do anything to get him to trust me again I still love him, have always loved him, will always lo…"

"Blaine quit rambling and tell me what you want to do." Burt interrupted before Blaine could launch into a full on monologue

"Thank you Sir," Blaine sniffed and launched into telling Burt about his role in the 'Get Kurtie back plan'.

When he finally hung up Blaine felt a lot lighter now that the knot in the pit of his stomach was loosening itself, things were gradually taking shape, just a few more phone calls and songs to pick and then he would be ready. Now where did he leave the number for the Lima Bean's manager?

You know that awkward moment when the A/N is longer than the update...