Second one! Sorry I didn't have this up by last night. But I might have the next one as soon as tonight though!

This is where you start seeing the similarities

The Story

The Hummels' settled into their new home that night by sitting around the dining room table that came with the house, eating the fried chicken Carole bought from KFC since no one had any energy left to cook.

"Kurt, why aren't you eating your dinner?" Burt asked looking at his son, who was staring at his drumstick as if it had spoken to him.

"Do you have any idea how fattening these things are? It's not even good chicken. If I'm going to eat something unhealthy, it might as well taste good," Kurt grumbled. He folded his arms over his stomach, trying to hide the fact that he was quite famished.

"You could take the rest of the mashed potatoes, sweetheart." Carole, Kurt's step mom, suggested. "They at least taste decent."

Kurt thanked her and quickly took the rest of the (carb-filled) mashed potatoes hungrily, finally able to eat after a restless day of endless unpacking, and fighting over whom gets what room. Finn gave in after about ten minutes of shouting, and allowed Kurt to have the room with the bigger closet since he clearly needed it more than Finn.

"So…" Finn began, "What was with that Blaine guy?"

Burt paused, "What was with him, Finn?"

"Well, he seemed a little jumpy to me, and kinda weird. I mean, he looked like he was about to attack you when you talked to him, mom. What normal person does that?"

"I would be surprised if that boy wasn't jumpy after what he's been through," Carole said, giving Finn a disapproving glare.

"What do you mean?" Kurt asked suspiciously.

Carole looked at Burt wearily, as if asking permission. He only shrugged and said, "They'll find out when they start school, anyway. Might as well tell them."

"Find out what?" both boys were thoroughly confused.

"When your dad and I first came here to check out the house, I asked the real-estate agent if this was a good neighborhood to live in. He said it was, except I might want to keep an eye on the Anderson house.

"Of course, I asked why, and he told us Blaine's older brother, I think his name was Cooper, murdered both their parents when he was eighteen, and locked Blaine in the basement while he did it."

The teenagers' eyes widened. How could someone do something so horrifying?

"Was he crazy?" Finn nearly whispered.

"No one really knows," Burt cut in. "Some people say he was insane, but the agent told us he'd never shown any signs of insanity before the incident, so most people assume he was on drugs and didn't know what he was doing."

"What happened to him?"

"The agent told us Blaine broke out of the basement and went upstairs to find his parents lying in there bed dead, and he called the police. They searched for Cooper in the woods and found him dead in the lake."

Kurt gulped. "But why do people think there might be something wrong with Blaine? He doesn't look like he'd hurt anybody."

"The agent didn't really have a reason when we asked him the same thing. No one's ever had a problem with him, but people apparently give him trouble just because of his family." Burt shook his head. "It isn't right, is it?"

"I assumed no one lived there anymore," Carole added. "Why would you want to move back into a place that's only caused you misery? I guess that poor boy doesn't have anywhere else to go. He wasonly fifteen when it happened."

Finn looked like a cross between excited, or about to throw up. Kurt had no idea what the look meant.

"But I want you both to leave that boy alone," Burt said sternly. "And when I say both, I mean you, Finn."

"What? Why me?"

"Because if you're gonna try out for football when you start school, some of your teammates are gonna be assholes. Don't encourage them with the fact that you live next to the Anderson house, okay?"

Finn frowned, but nodded slowly.

With that, the Hummels' completed their dinner and went upstairs to their new rooms.

When Kurt lied down on the air mattress in the middle of his room he looked out his window to see he had a clear view of the Anderson home.

Kurt didn't know what was worse, living next to a place that could possibly make him have nightmares tonight, or having a window that gives him a view of it.

Maybe Kurt should have let Finn have the larger closet.