Thanks CertifiedGleek, I'm so going to have to use your idea. It's wonderfully evil.

Kurt's on the verge on realising people. How do you think he'll find out?

Enjoy!

Puck made the final cut, stepping back to admire his work. From the distance he stood at, it looked even shorter.

"He is so going to kill us," Rachel worried from beside him. Kurt's hair was now in a huge pile around him, and the ones actually on his head had been shortened by about two inches. He had no fringe, and it had been cut very poorly, by Puck of course, leaving him with patches missing all over his head.

With a grin Puck spoke," no he won't. He doesn't even know that it's us. And with my expertise, he won't ever find out."

Rachel watched as Puck made his way over to the sleeping Santana, opening her bag," What are you doing?"

He showed her the scissors, slipping them into the bag," Always get rid of the evidence Berry."

She frowned. Though she completely understood why he was doing it, they were her only pair of scissors for her hair. When they heard movement behind them, both froze, taking in a sharp breathe.

"False alarm," Puck confirmed, glancing over the sleeping bodies," but we really should pretend to be asleep again."

Quietly, both resumed to their original places. Rachel finding that it was easier to get into Finn's lap that it was to get out of it. She felt herself melt into his warm arms. They both waited ... and waited, the boredom kicking in.

Finally, someone had woken up, though both were facing the other direction in which the noise came from and thus, couldn't see who it was.

"Is everyone dead?" they heard the confused voice of Brittany say. She immediately began to shake Santana awake," San, they're all dead."

The cheerio gave her a look," No Brit, they're just asleep. That film must have been more boring that I thought."

"What film?"

"The one we just watched," she replied after a long pause.

Brittany shook her head, though still smiling. Their conversation had stirred more people from their sleep and now Tina and Artie joined in the conversation.

"Hmm, what time is it?" she yawned.

He checked his watched," Almost nine. I can't believe I fell asleep. Must have been a really long day."

Puck took this is his cue to pretend to wake up. He rolled over in his position, stretching his arms out and running a hand through his hair. Mike and Matt woke up at the same time, looking like they could go back to sleep any second.

Surprisingly though, no one even noticed Kurt's hair, to which Puck sighed: the anticipation was killing him. If I get Rachel up he thought she'll talk so loud that it'll get everyone else up. He had no idea whether she was actually asleep or not, but picked up the cushion from beneath him anyway.

"Hey guys, watch this," he said to everyone, throwing it right between their faces.

"Not funny Puck," he heard Rachel mumble, though the sniggers of everyone else said that it was. Finn's eyes flickered open, and he shook his head a little bit. He noticed Rachel looking up at him, and sent her a huge smile," Hi."

"You look tired," she giggled, her hand running through his hair to ruffle it up. He laughed, reaching to do the same to her, but she dodged it, letting out a loud shriek.

"That's not fair. Yo-" he never finished the sentence. She pulled his lips down onto hers, catching him off guard.

"Look, I'm happy that you guys are in a loving relationship and all, but keep the PDA to a minimum. Please!" that was the voice they'd been waiting for. Kurt was finally awake. And it looked like his outburst had brought the remaining people out of sleep also.

Everyone's eyes were locked to him and his new hairstyle, though he didn't realise exactly why yet.

"Will you guys please stop looking at my face. It's bad enough without people staring at it," he frowned.

"It's not your face that we're looking at," Matt said , his mouth agape.

"Then what..." Kurt looked down, seeing some recently cut hairs on his clothes. Hair that looked a lot like his. His hand flew to the top of his head, feeling the unevenness of it, the shortness and he let out a triumphant scream.

Everyone covered their ears, watching as he almost hyperventilated.

"Who the hell did this to my hair?" he pointed to his head, glancing over at the people in the room with his deathly stare. They all looked bewildered, but no one owned up to it," There's no point in lying. It had to be one of you. This didn't just magically happen to my head. And I bet that whoever cut my hair, is the same person who cause my face to go orange."

Rachel and Puck looked to each other, both mouths sealed shut.

"Maybe all that product maid it fall out," Santana said, usual smirk set onto her face. Kurt glared at her, demanding that everyone leave so he could sort hair hair out. No one was going to try arguing with him when he was in such a foul mood.

That night, once he'd managed to level it out a little, ending up with hair shorter than it had been for years, he pulled out his list of suspects, underlining Santana. He looked over the remaining names, crossing out Rachel and Finn. They'd been too preoccupied with each other to actually notice someone else. That just left Mike, Matt, Puck and Santana. He was one step closer to finding out who it was and they would regret ever even thinking about doing any of this.

- glee -

Rachel sighed when Puck called her for the second time that day," What do you want? I'm trying to get ready for a date."

They'd decided to lay off Kurt for a few day, and use the weekend to come up with fresh ideas," I can't think of anything that we can do to him."

"Can we not talking about this later? Finn's picking me up in ten minutes and I haven't even done my hair!"

"Oh, God," he sighed," Is it more important that plotting payback?"

"Yes, it is," she yelled down the phone, though returned to her normal voice when she spoke again," Look, just call me later tonight when I'm not busy. We should be back at around eleven, so you can use your spare time to do a little research. Or, why don't you try and make up with Quinn?"

He scoffed," Whatever Berry. Have fun on your date."

"I intend to," and with that, she hung up, hurrying to add the finishing touched to her look. She had just managed to get ready by the time Finn rang the doorbell, though she wasn't quick enough to stop her dad from answering.

"Hello Finn," he said sternly. She rushed down the stairs, hearing Finn give a nervous greeting in return. She stepped past her dad to give him a hug, noticing him smiling widely at her," You look beautiful."

She blushed," Thanks."

Holding out his arm for her, he spoke," Shall we go then?"

Rachel nodded, placing her arm in his, a huge grin on her face," Bye daddy. See you later."

"Have fun," he smiled," And Finn, no funny business."

Finn gulped at the tone of his voice, politely nodding and leading Rachel to the car. She spent the whole journey filling him in on what happens during the play. And when the arrived, they made their way to the seats in the already filled room, finding that they were very close to the front.

Strangely, Finn really enjoyed the play and he smiled whenever he saw a tear in Rachel's eye and pulled her towards him so she could rest her head on his shoulder. For their first formal date, it was going extremely well and he found himself feeling like he were on cloud nine.

Neither wanted to go home straight after the play had finished, so they went for a walk in the park nearby. They sat down on an empty bench, grinning like idiots.

"I had a nice time tonight," Rachel spoke softly.

"Yeah," Finn agreed," me too. I can't wait 'til I'm watching you perform on stage."

She smiled," I'll always save you a seat in the front row."

"You better," he teased. There was a moment of silence before he spoke," Rach, I'm worried."

She turned to face him properly, frowning," About what?"

"Kurt. He's getting really obsessed with this whole prank thing. I guess it was sort of funny the first time, but you know, what if it hurts him?"

Rachel sighed, completely unsure of what to do. If I tell him Puck will literally kill me, but if I don't I'll just feel even worse for lying to him. Oh, why are these decisions so hard? Nope, I have to tell him!

"Finn, if I tell you who it is, will you promise not to get mad?"

His eyes widened," You know who it is doing it? You've got to tell me."

"First promise," she insisted.

"Okay, I won't get mad," he said it half heartedly but that was good enough for her,"It's me and Puck."

"What?" he stood up, staring at her as though she just told him she was pregnant or something,"Wh-why Rach?"

"It was revenge for him hypnotising up and jeopardising our relationships. Look what's happened to Quinn and Puck!"

"Yeah, but that's no reason for you to do it. I thought you liked Kurt."

"I do," she defended herself," It was only meant to be the one thing, but Puck convinced me to do more. He said that they were harmless. Please don't tell Kurt. I'm begging you."

He frowned," I won't tell him-"

"Oh thank you, thank you," she hugged him tightly as he carried on speaking.

"I won't tell him if you promise not to do anything else. Don't you think he'd had enough?"

Staring up at Finn, she felt herself nod. She was surprised that Finn was showing Kurt some care. Maybe them living together had given them a tighter bond.

"Are you annoyed with me?" she asked uncertainly.

Finn thought for a second," No, I'm not... but I will be if you do anything else. Two pranks is enough. Come on, let's get home. I don't fancy having your dads shouting at me for bringing you home late."

She smiled, taking his out stretched hand as he lead her back to the car. Though, in the back of her mind she knew that Puck would be angry at her confessing it all to Finn.

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