This is way longer than I thought it was going to be, but I love it.

It's been weeks since they saw the last video on Kurt's family. Mr. Schu had insisted that they needed to practice for Sectionals, so the videos were put on hold. It had also been weeks since Puck said he was going to come out, but Puck always chickened out. Kurt never pushed him, Kurt just sat by and waited. He knew he shouldn't push Puck.

Puck was a mess. He felt horrible. He wanted so bad to come out, but he thought that the glee club wouldn't be as accepting of him as they are of Kurt. Puck had came out to his mother a month before he even started dating Kurt. He had told his mother he had a crush on a guy, and she just smiled and asked when she would get to meet him. And it was because of that, because his family was accepting, that Puck thought the glee club would hate him. His life couldn't possible go that good, have a family and friends who accept you.

But today Puck went all out, he had even told Mr. Schu he had something to announce. He was trying to make sure he couldn't back out. Puck sat next to Kurt in glee, and he was shaking so hard he almost feel off his chair twice.

"Are you okay?" Kurt whispered. Puck looked at him. He forced a smile and nodded his head, but Kurt knew better. "Hey," He nudged his shoulder, "You don't have to."

"Yes I do," Puck said, "I just wish it wasn't so damn hard."

Kurt sighed and looked forward.

"Is everyone here?" Mr. Schu asked. He looked around the room, "Okay then lets get started, Puck you had something you wanted to say?"

Puck nodded and stood. He opened his mouth but was cut off when the door shot open and two people rushed in.

The first, a boy looking about twenty, was dressed in tan colors. He wore loose fitting pants, no shirt, and feathers in his hair. Markings made out of paint covered his body.

The second, a teenage girl, wearing a same color outfit as the boy, she had on a tan skirt, a tan shirt, and feathers in her hair. Paint also covered her body.

The pair were dressed to look like Native Americans. Another girl walked in, video camera in hand. Three bags filled with water balloons sat at their feet. The girl dressed as a Native American let out a battle cry and the balloons went flying.

The glee club ducked to dodge the balloons, but it seemed all the balloons were directed at one person. The only person in the club who didn't duck. The only person who was in to much shock to do anything.

Kurt.

The balloons stopped flying and everyone looked up to see Kurt, covered in yellow, green, blue, red, and orange.

"Paint?" Kurt asked in a voice that no one had ever heard Kurt use. It was a low, angry voice.

The girl with the camera lowered it, and in a sorry, quiet voice she whispered, "I'm so sorry, Kurt."

It was in that moment that everyone realized who the trio was. The girl with the camera- Kory, the girl dressed as a Native American- Carpy, and the boy- Chris.

The paint had splattered and gotten on Puck and Tina, but most of the blow had landed on Kurt. Kurt got up slowly, and approached his siblings. He stopped and opened his mouth to say something, but nothing came out. He felt tears stings his eyes. The tears threatened to over flow. He walked to the door and laid his hand on the handle. He turned his head, trying to say something again, but failed. He took a deep breath and walked out.

Puck got up and followed.

Chris turned his head and watched Puck follow Kurt out. When Puck was gone he jerked his head towards the door and asked, "Was that Kurt's boyfriend?"

"Beau," Carpy said.

"What?" Chris asked.

"That's what it's called, beau," Carpy replied.

"Beau means Handsome in french, why would I call him that?" Chris asked.

"'Cause he was damn fine," Carpy replied, "Yummy yummy. It's guys like those that make me forget I have a boyfriend."

"Puck?" Rachel asked, "No, there's no way he's Kurt's boyfriend." The brunette shook her head.

Chris just shook his head, "So anyways, I'm Chris. I'm Kurt's older brother, but I'm sure you heard about me already."

"Yeah, but we only started hearing about you a couple weeks ago," Rachel said, "I was wondering, how come we've never met you guys before?"

"Oh here we go," Kory mumbled. Carpy smiled.

"Have you ever heard of the girl who got away?" Carpy asked. Rachel's eyes got wide.

"You?" She asked. Carpy nodded.

"Yes, I am the girl who got out of crap town Lima when I was 12," Carpy said. Her smile was wide, "And of course Chris and Kory are at college. Kory is at Julliard and Chris is at NYU." She added.

"And finally, why did you just paint- balloon Kurt?" Rachel asked. Chris and Carpy smiled while Kory looked worried.

"Do you have a DVD player?" Chris asked.

Kurt ran into the bathroom. He shut the door and slide down the wall. Puck followed him into the bathroom. He shut the door, locked it and walked over to his boyfriend. He scooped Kurt up and held him. Kurt clung onto him, and sodded into the bigger boy's shoulder.

"I, I don't even know why I'm crying, I'm just so frustrated, and mad, and sad, and hurt, and embarrassed, and," Kurt sobbed. Puck shushed him and stroked his hair.

"it's okay, I understand," He soothed as he rocked Kurt.

"I don't have any clothes to change into," Kurt cried, "That shows how many times I got slushied today. I had 3 extra pairs of clothes and I used all of them." Puck felt horrible, he should be protecting Kurt.

"I have clothes you can wear," Puck suggested.

"I don't think I'll fit into your clothes," Kurt said.

"It's better than nothing," Puck shrugged. Kurt looked up at him.

"Okay," He whispered.

Puck bent down and kissed his forehead, "I'm going to go fetch them. Stay here." Kurt nodded. Puck got up and got his clothes from his locker. He brought them to Kurt. Kurt put them on and came out. The shirt was big on Kurt and he had to hold up the shorts.

"How do I look?" Kurt asked.

"Adorable," Puck replied with a cheeky grin.

"These smell funny," Kurt complained.

"That's because they're my gym clothes," Puck said Matter-or-factly. Kurt looked up, his eyes were wide and a look of complete disgust across his face. Puck chuckled, "I'm kidding, they smell like some weird perfume stuff my mom bought me."

Kurt walked to the sink and tried to scrub off the paint, but it had dried by now and was hard. Kurt sighed with frustration.

Puck walked over and wrapped his arms around Kurt's waist, he laid his chin on Kurt's head, and he asked, "Why did they do this?"

Kurt sighed, and he dove into the story.

Kurt and Puck walked back into the choir room. A video was playing on the TV and everyone was laughing. Chris looked up and smiled.

"Oh Kurt you got here just in time, we're on," Kurt looked at the TV and his eyes got wide.

"You're showing them the videos?" He asked. Chris had put in a DVD titled, the winners. Every year for one month the Hummel's have a competition. It's were people pull pranks or jokes or do down right stupid things to each other, and if you believe your 'prank' is the best, you video tape it. At the end of the month everyone turns in their videos and a winner is picked by the grandparents. Every couple years a DVD of all the winners is given out. The video that Chris put in was a video of the winners for the last 7 years. Winner number 5 was playing now.

November 20th 2008.

A picture of Chris filled the screen. He was holding a shampoo bottle and he was filling it with something. Carpy stood next to him, giggling.

"We are dying Kurt's hair blue," Chris laughed. He finished filling the bottle and walked into a bathroom. He put the shampoo in the tub and walked away. The screen skipped to a couple hours later. A scream was heard and then Kurt came running out of the bathroom.

"You died my hair blue?" Kurt shrieked.

"Yup," Chris laughed as he high fived Carpy. Kurt's eyes were wide. He turned around and walked back to the bathroom.

"I hate you," He mumbled.

"I do," Kurt said, "I really really do. I hate you." Chris looked at Kurt and shook his head.

"You don't mean that," Chris replied.

"And anyways, you got pay back," Kory said.

November 25th 2009

An image of Kurt, sitting at a kitchen table, and doing his homework filled the screen. He kicked his feet and hummed. All of a sudden a woman walked into the room. Kurt looked up at her.

"Excuse me?" He asked.

"Kurt?" She asked him. Kurt nodded. The woman nodded and giggles were heard from somewhere in the back round.

The woman bent down and in a low voice she said, "I've been waiting for you."

Kurt gulped, "Umm."

The woman grabbed Kurt's face and Kissed him. Kurt squeaked. She broke the kiss after a minute.

"Hmm, you're pretty good," She said and she walked away. Kurt looked around until his eyes fell on the video camera. His eyes narrowed, "you disgust me." And with that he walked away.

From out of nowhere Burt walked out. He looked down at the video camera.

"Hi daddy," Came a voice. Burt shook his head.

"I swear you guys get more original every year."

Chris, Carpy, and Kory all laughed hysterically. Kurt looked over and glared.

November 6th 2010

An Image of Chris filled the screen. He had a raised eyebrow as he looked at the camera.

"Your brother asked me to video tape this for him. He pranked you," A girls voice said.

"Oh what did he do? Put a sock on our door or something?" Chris asked. He opened the door and his face fell, "What the hell?" Down the hallways were cones, the kind you see at construction sites.

The camera followed Chris down the hall, in the elevator, and out to the parking lot. The parking lot was filled with cones, and in the middle Kurt stood on a car. He opened his arms and shouted, "Welcome to my kingdom."

"Did he steal these cones? Doesn't he know this is illegal?" Chris asked. He walked over to Kurt, "Kurt, this is illegal."

"It is?" Kurt asked innocently.

Then a police officer walked up to Chris, "Are you Christopher Hummel? I have reports that the cones lead to your room. Are you aware of how much trouble you are in?" The officer asked.

"I, I didn't do it. It was him," Chris said.

"No it wasn't," Kurt said as he shook his head, "you said so yourself, they lead to his room."

"Kurt this isn't Funny. Tell him the truth," Chris begged.

"I am," Kurt said.

The officer shook his head and pulled Chris' hands behind his back, "Christopher Hummel you are under arrest," Kurt burst out laughing.

"Okay Tom, you can stop," Kurt giggled. The officer let Chris go, "Chris meet Tom, my drama teacher at Dalton. I can't believe you fell for it. Though I am in debt for like 500 dollars from buying all these cones."

Chris' face grew dark, "Wow, you are my little brother," He said, "But if I was you, I would run." And Kurt took off running.