Blame it On the Alcohol

-GLEE-

"Hey there." Finn said opening the door. "We've been waiting on you! We need you to break into the liquor cabinet."

"I'm fashionably late!" Puck laughed. "You should've known in never on time."

"Now, you are gonna replace it before Burt gets back in tomorrow? He's only out with a friends and my mom is with her sister?" Finn asked.

"Of course dude." Puck smiled. "I got your back."

Finn helped Puck carry the beer to the basement, where everyone started drinking. Once all the beer was out of the liquor cabinet. Finn grabbed his first beer. He drank it. Then he drank another,then another. As the night progressed he lost count of how many he had drank. He stumbled towards Kurt. "Hey Kurt, your underwear is hanging out." Finn slurred. "Don't want your crush seeing that you wear smaller underwear than a girl."

"Uh, Finn." Kurt replied.

"I'm sorry, your pink underwear is kind of embarrassing me though." Finn laughed. "How do they feel? Do they feel like panties?"

"I've never worn panties, have you?" Kurt laughed.

Suddenly Puck stumbled, smelling like a mixture of alcohol and throw up. "Atleast he doesn't wear granny panties, Finn." He teased.

"Shut up, you wear children's briefs." Finn giggled.

"You wished you could try these on!" Puck teased.

"No, but... Hey I have an idea!" Finn cheered, drunkly.

-GLEE-

The Next Day

"Finn! Wake up!" Finn heard his step-father calling from downstairs. Finn clenched his head as he felt the pain from the previous night now reaching him.

"Finn!" Burt called out again, taking a step on the stairs.

"Ugh," Finn groaned as the noise felt like gunshots in his ear. He rolled around on his bed before finally settling on his back, taking most of the blankets off of him, showing his bare chest and legs.

"Finn, wake up! You can't be late to school again!" Burt reminded taking another step up.

Finn's eyes fluttered as he stretched in his bed.

"Yahh," Finn yawned as he brought his hand to the front of his underwear and proceeded to scratch himself.

"That's it Finn, I'm coming up!" Burt advised taking steps up the stairs.

Every morning, Finn went through the same routing, but something was different this time. The cotton of his briefs felt different. They felt lighter. As Burt's footsteps reached the top of the stairs, Finn began to sit up in his bed, facing his dresser with a mirror. It took a minute for his eyes to adjust onto his tight chest and and broad shoulders. Finn's eyes opened wide as he saw something in the reflection of the mirror. He was wearing pink bikini briefs.

Before he had time to think, Finn saw the doorknob to his right begin to turn. Instinctively, Finn turned his body to face the door and grabbed his white pillow to cover himself up with.

Burt opened the door seeing Finn sitting on the edge of his bed with only a pillow covering his body.

"What are you doing?" Burt asked, as he eyed the near naked boy messy haired boy before him.

"Nothing, I just woke up," Finn said, trying to sound as normal as possible, clenching the pillow.

"Are you in your undies or something?" Burt asked, referencing to the pillow. "Are you embarrassed about me seeing you in your tighty whities?" Burt asked again, concerned.

"Uh, yeah," Finn lied, not wanting to be seen in his bright undies.

Burt bit his lip trying to think of something to say.

"Morning wood," Finn spit out, turning a slight red.

"Oh," Burt said, surprised. "Well, get dressed and I'll see you downstairs," Burt closed the door.

Immediately, Finn shot up and ran to the top drawer of his dresser, opening it, frantically looking for a pair of fresh white briefs.

Nothing. Nothing but socks. In the past few weeks, Finn had gotten a lot of his undies ripped, and with his mom out of town, the few pairs he has left must've been in the laundry room.

Finn ran to his door, his pink bulge bouncing up and down.

"Burt," Finn called out as he peeked his head out, making sure his underwear wasn't visible.

"Yeah, Finn?" Burt replied.

"Is Kurt downstairs?" Finn questioned.

"Yeah, he's downstairs eating with Blaine," Burt responded.

Finn closed the door and grabbed some random clothes from his closet.

Finn couldn't go commando. What if he got pantsed? He quickly got dressed in blue jeans and a dark polo and jumped down the stairs.

He entered an empty kitchen and walked into the living room. Through the window, Finn could see Kurt and Blaine driving off.

Finn grabbed his keys quickly and took off in his truck hoping he could catch up to them at school.

-GLEE-

"What happened last night?" Finn thought as he walked into McKinley, pulling down his shirt, scared someone would see his pink thin undies. On his way to the school, Finn had processed that he was in Kurt's bikini briefs, but where were the tighty whities he was wearing the night before? Did he and Kurt trade?

In the hall, he saw Mike Chang and Artie.

"Guys, what the hell happened last night?" Finn asked, hoping for some answers.
"Dude, that party off the hook. I can barely remember a thing," Mike responded.

"It was off the dilly yo," Artie threw his hands up.

"Well, what do you remember?" Finn wondered.

"All we know is that we woke up in each other's underwear," Artie laughed.

Finn shook his head as he processed the new information. Had they all switched underwear last night?

Suddenly, Rachel passed by and Finn noticed her. If anyone knew where Kurt was, it would be her.

"Rachel," Finn stated as he walked beside her.

"What do you want Finn?" To NOT invite me to one of your parties?" Rachel asked sarcastically.

"It was guys only. Look, I was wondering if you've seen Kurt around or if you knew what his first period is," Finn stepped in front of her.

Rachel laughed. "Finn… Kurt is probably at Dalton."

Finn slapped himself as Rachel walked away. How could he have forgotten that Kurt went to Dalton Academy.

Finn was running out of time. He hadn't gotten a wedgie or pantsed yet, but it was only a matter of time. He had to find another solution.

"Jockstrap," Finn thought. He had a jockstrap in the locker room that he could wear for the day. That would be better than being seen and humiliated in pink bikini briefs.

Finn quickly made his way to the locker room. Finn saw that it was empty and opened the locker, finding the white jockstrap. He pulled the jockstrap and closed the locker.

"Look who decided to come to us for their morning wedgie?" Azimio spoke as he emerged from the showers in just a jockstrap. Finn took a few steps back.

"Why if it isn't Finn Hudson?" Karofsky stated, as he appeared from the opposite side in also just a white jockstrap.

Finn was trapped in between them. There was no escape as they began to close in on him.

"How about we give him a preview of what we're going to do to him today?" Azimio teased as he snatched Finn's jockstrap from his hand.

Together, he and Karofsky tore it to shreds.

Finn gulped. His new secret was about to be exposed.

"Guys, maybe we can talk about this?" Finn tried.

"There's nothing to ta-" Karofsky was interrupted as he and Azimio were tackled to the ground.

It was Puck.

Puck quickly grabbed both their jocks and ripped them off.

"Come on, let's go!" Puck yelled, grabbing Finn, running down the hall into the men's room.

"Whoa, I can't believe you did that," Finn said out of breath. "Why'd you save me?"

"Because you're wearing my underwear," Puck declared, "And I didn't want those jerks ripping my expensive ass briefs."

"So, come on, give them back. We don't have a lot of time before they find clothes and come looking for us," Puck continued.

"Um, Puck," Finn tried.

"Finn, we don't have time for this," Puck interrupted as he knelt down and pantsed Finn, revealing his tiny pink undies.
"Puck!" Finn yelled, using his hands to cover up his embarrassing undies.

Puck began to laugh. "Dude, why are you wearing panties?"

"They're bikini briefs," Finn corrected. "And that's what I was trying to tell you. I didn't end up in your undies," Finn said as he pulled up his pants.

"Oh, sorry," Puck apologized, still smiling.

"Why did you think I had your underwear on anyway?" Finn wondered.

"Because when I woke up this morning, I woke up in these," Puck lifted up his shirt showing off his tight abs and white Calvin Klein waistband. Finn's Calvin Klein briefs.

"My underwear?" Finn asked.

Puck nodded. "Yup. Lame ass tighty whities."

Finn ignored Puck's statement.

"So, do you still want to switch?" Finn asked.

Puck laughed. "Are you serious? There's no way in hell I'm wearing those. I'll take my chances in your tighty whities way before I'm caught in Hummel's pink panties."

"Bikini briefs," Finn corrected again. "What if I find your briefs? Will you give me my underwear back then?"

"Deal," Puck stated. "Hummel or Blaine have to be the only two guys wearing them. I checked with the rest of the guys before I found you and none of them had them."

"They're white and yellow SpongeBob briefs. They've got a yellow SpongeBob on the butt. I know I was wearing those because I always match my undies with the cartoon I'm watching in the morning, and yesterday, I watched SpongeBob," Puck explained. "I'd go with you, but if I have skip anymore classes, I'll be suspended."

Finn nodded his head.

"Okay, I'll be back soon," Finn stated. "Be careful with Azimio and Karofsky," he advised before leaving.

-GLEE-

Kurt hopped into Blaine's car and smiled, buckling his seatbelt. "So, you had fun?"

"Yeah. The weirdest thing happened. I woke up in Spongebob tighty whities." Blaine laughed awkwardly. "Who's are these?"

Kurt almost squealed. He could not wait to see Blaine in briefs! He loved the idea of the underwear resting on Blaine's body.

"Puck's." Kurt laughed, jumping out of his thoughts.

"These are Puck's? Mr. Tough guy wears spongebob underwear?" Blaine asked, giggling. "I don't think my little cousin even wears these anymore."

"Puck does apparently. Knowing him he'll want them back too." Kurt smiled, as Blaine parked the car. "Hey, there's Chris, John and Isaac." He pointed, at the nearby warblers.

"Lets catch up to them." Blaine closed his door and grabbed Kurt to catch up with them. "Hey guys!"

"Hey!" John smiled. "What are you doing?"

"Nothing we went to a party last night." Blaine answered with a smile.

"What went down, anything fun?" Isaac laughed.

"Well, something weird happened to Blaine." Kurt started, as Blaine looked at him scaredly. This was Kurt's chance, to see Blaine's briefs. So, he quickly tugged down on Blaine's slacks, exposing his spongebob briefs. Kurt almost erupted, Blaine looked hot! Kurt had officially seen Blaine in briefs and h loved it!

Blaine turned red and looked more embarrassed than he'd ever been. "Nice underwear Blaine? Did you see the new spongebob last night?" Chris teased, snapping his waistband.

Blaine slowly pulled his pants up, an rubbed his eyes, everyone teasing him as he did. "I-I'm gonna go to the bathroom." Blaine walked away extremely fast, holding the bridge of his nose.

"Does he realize we're just joking?" Chris asked.

"I'm gonna go talk to him." Kurt looked at Blaine from the distance and started to walk towards him.

Kurt entered the bathroom to find Blaine alone, against the wall, looking like he was about to ball his eyes out. "Blaine! They are just teasing, what came over you."

"Nothing!" Blaine said. "It's nothing."

"What happened to the Blaine who confronted my bully after he kissed me? The one who gave me courage?" Kurt asked. "Not the boy who cried after some light teasing."

"It's- it's about the briefs. This just brought back so many bad memories." Blaine said, wiping his eyes. "It was one of the reasons I was bullied."

"It was a two weeks before I came to dalton..."

Blaine walked down the hallway, scrawny but happy. He was wearing a pair of white Calvin Klein briefs underneath his red jeans. His white button down was clinging to his body. It was tucked into his underwear. Blaine was drinking some Hawaiian punch out of a water bottle. He finished sending a text on his phone, as he bumped into a girl, spilling his drink on her white tank top. "Oh my god, I'm-I'm so sorry."

"Shit!" She yelled, her blonde ponytail bouncing. "It's totally fine, I have another shirt in my locker."

"I'm SO sorry!" Blaine apologized.

The girls boyfriend, a tall muscular boy, a soccer player turned around. "What did you just do to my girlfriend?"

"I-I'm sorry!" Blaine threw his hands up. "It was an accident!"

The boy held out an arm, pushing Blaine with it, making his muscle flex. "Watch it fag. Keep your hands off her."

"It was an accident." Blaine said, scared. "I didn't mean to."

"Nolan, stop it!" His girlfriend whined.

Nolan, the soccer player, knocked Blaine's drink out of his hands. Ten he grabbed behind Blaine's back into his pants. As he bounced him he laughed. "Is this embarrassing? Why don't I destroy these, like you destroyed her shirt!"

"Nolan!" His girlfriend shouted again.

Blaine felt his briefs hook onto something, he wasn't sure what, and he hung by his briefs. "Are you wearing tighty whities?" Nolan laughed.

Blaine stopped telling Kurt the story as he leaned his head back. "I hung there all day. I got pantsed as Wedgied everyday until I left. So I stopped wearing briefs."

"Why?" Kurt asked. "You're tough and everyone loves you know. Changing yourself for others, that is not you."

"I know. I know." Blaine said, rubbing his head.

"Get up then. Give me your briefs I'll give them to Finn, he can give them to Puck."

Quickly, Blaine changed and handed him the underwear in a bag. "Going commando now!" Blaine joked hugging Kurt playfully.

"Watch out, don't get pantsed." Kurt smiled.

-GLEE-

Puck walked into the locker room after he had forgotten his gym bag there earlier. When he did, he bumped directly into Karofsky. "Hey there, that was some wedgie earlier."

"Yeah unless you want another one leave me alone." Puck pushed him.

"Get him." Karofsky said, holding Puck back.

Azimio creeped out of the corner and slowly pinched Puck's waistband up. "Why do your underpants say Finn?" Azimio laughed. "I knew you were a faggot."

"Get the hell off me!" Puck screamed

"Just wedgie this gay already!" Karofsky said.

Azimio quickly grabbed the back and thrust them up his ass. Before long the pain was making Finn's eyes water. Puck shouted out in pain as they neared his head. The right white material was about to attach to his head when Azimio have one final tug, bringing it all the way to his chin.

Puck was breathing heavy over the pain as Karofsky lifted him up and hung him by his jeans on a hook. "That's what you get fag!" Karofsky teased, walking away.

"Why does Finn need such stretchy underwear!" Puck thought to himself as he hung.

-GLEE-

"Kurt!" Finn called out, as he walked over to Kurt. He was sitting alone in the warblers rehearsal space reading vogue on the couch. "Are you wearing Puck's underwear?"

"No I have them in my bag, Blaine had them on." Kurt said, pulling out Puck's underwear and throwing them at him.

"Cool." Finn smiled shyly. "Kind of embarrassing, but I'm wearing your underwear."

Kurt raised an eyebrow, as Finn blushed. "That's impossible."

Finn grabbed the pink waistband and pulled them up a bit, so he could show Kurt. "It seems very possible considering I kind of am."

Kurt shook his head, and pulled up his own waistband. "I'm wearing them, and I only one pair of pink ones." Finn just stared back confused. "God, you were so drunk you don't even remember what happened. Let me explain it to you."

It was the night of the party and Finn had just stated he had an idea. Standing on the table he shouted for the entire party to listen up. "Guys, I-I have an idea!" He burped loudly. "Lets all switch underwear!"

Kurt looked down shaking his head as everyone else seemed to like the idea. "Is he really doing this?" Kurt asked Puck.

"Finn! Get over here, Im gonna try your grannies on for size." Puck stumbled away towards Finn. Kurt just shook his head and walked up the steps.

"Wait!" Finn said, cutting off Kurt's story. "You went upstairs? How do you remember this?"

"Yes. I was drinking iced tea, I couldn't afford getting sloppy. I am still trying to get Blaine, clearly he didnt have the same concern." Kurt smirked.

"Then whose are these?" Finn asked himself, then he took a deep breath and widened his eyes. "Oh my god, of course."

"You know who's they are?" Kurt asked. "Is it Mike, cause I always had the feeling-"

"Kurt I-I gotta go." Finn hurried towards the door.

Kurt quickly ran in front of Finn to stop him from advancing any farther. "You can leave once you tell me who's they are."

"Kurt please move." Finn said trying to get passed him. "He took a step to the left, but Kurt moved in his way. "Come on dude!"

"Who owns these bikini briefs?" Kurt asked again.

Finn turned around. "I'll rip your vogue in half!" He threatened.

Kurt slyly reached into Finn's pants and grabbed the tight, soft material on Finn's body. He quickly tugged them upwards. "Shit! Kurt, get off me!"

"Tell me!" Kurt commanded. "Or I'll rip Puck's too, and tell him you did it."

"Fine! I'll tell you!" Finn grunted as the leg holes neared his mid back. "They're..."

Kurt tugged up again. "They're...? You have to be louder!" Kurt gave another hard tug.

"Sam! Sam owns these!" Finn admitted.

Kurt tugged again. "Sam? Sam wears boxer briefs. You're only saying that because you guys are arguing!"

"No! I swear! I'm not lying!" Finn gasped.

Kurt let go. "You're being serious."

"Yes! I am!" Finn shoved his underwear back into his pants and sighed. "I'm leaving now."

Finn grabbed the bag containing Puck's underwear and walked towards the door. "These are pretty comfy though, if I ever run out of underwear, I wouldn't mind borrowing these." Finn smiled.

-GLEE-

Finn walked into the halls of the McKinley High school searching for Puck. Suddenly, he bumped into a tall man wearing a trucker hat. "Burt?" Finn asked, surprised. "Why are you here?"

"Just having a conference with Mr. Schue." Burt smiled.

"Oh well, see ya at home." He half-smiled. Finn searched everywhere, until he made his way into the locker room.

"Puck?" He asked, seeing his friend hanging by his jeans and his underwear atomic Wedgied. "What the hell?"

"Finn? Get me down!" Puck asked, loudly as he dangled his feet. "Please!"

Finn quickly grabbed Puck's legs and pulled him to the floor. "Are you okay? What happened?"

"Azimio an Karofsky, that's what. They saw my tighty whities. Er, your tighty whities." Puck said down, in pain. "5 freaking hours man! 5 hours!"

Puck went to remove his briefs from his face. As he pulled them over the back of his head, the entire back of of Finn's tighty whities ripped off.

"Aw, dude. I'm sorry," Puck stated.

Finn winced. "It's cool. Need a ride home?"

"Yes." Puck answered. "And Finn, sorry for teasing you for your underwear."

"It's fine when you do it, you're like my best friend." Finn smiled.

"No, I feel you. Shit like this happens to you everyday, you must be sick of it."

Finn leaned against the locker. "It's fine man. I am but, a little help every once in a while from being Wedgied would be nice."

"Well if I see them go near these briefs, they'll be punched right in the face." Puck smiled.

"Thanks dude." Finn grinned back, finally happy to have someone understand him.

-GLEE-

Will was sitting in his office working on a set list for Regionals when he heard a knock at his door.

"Come on in," Will announced.

Burt Hummel walked in and took a seat.

"What can I help you with Burt?" Will asked.

"Well, I'm uh," Burt scratched his head, "I'm still wearing your underwear, Schuester."

Will chuckled.

"Oh, God. You remember?" Will asked, somewhat embarrassed.

"Will, we might've been drunk, but we weren't wasted," Burt replied.

THE FLASHBACK

Will was sitting in his living room when he heard a knock on his door.

"Burt, please come in," Will greeted.

"Sorry, I'm coming by so late, but Finn and Kurt are having some sort of glee party at the house and I wanted to let them have as much fun without me there," He laughed.

"That's okay, so you want a beer?" He asked.

Burt nodded taking off his jacket.

After tossing back a few beers and talking about their day, Burt said, "So, when you said you wanted to speak to me over the phone, you mentioned Finn?"

"Yeah," Will burped. "I just wanted to inform you that I have reason to believe Finn is still being continuously teased and bullied for his preference in underwear," Will stated, trying to sound educated while intoxicated as if he were talking to a cop.

"You mean his tighty whities?" Burt asked, bluntly, popping open another beer.

Will nodded as he took another drink.

"Although Finn won't tell me about his problems, I still think it's going on, and the reason I'm telling you is because of what happened to Kurt. I don't Finn to be bullied out of McKinley," Will explained. "We have to come up with a solution."

"Yeah…" Burt agreed, his eyes a little bloodshot. "His mom keeps finding holes in his briefs and is throwing them out day after day."

"That's what I'm talking about," Will slurred.

"Maybe the best thing for me to do is to talk to him about boxer-briefs," Burt mentioned. "He used to wear them, you know? Maybe he'll get a little bit of his rep back."

"Burt, you can't do that," Will countered. "Finn is finally somewhat comfortable with who he is. You can't try to take that away from him."

"Maybe you're right," Burt pursed his lips. "I just don't understand how someone could like something so tight on their junk."

Will laughed. "You know, I wear briefs right?"

"Yeah," Burt answered. "I wedgied you last year," he reminded.

Will chuckled. "Then trust me when I say that tighty whities are really comfortable."

"I don't know, Will, boxer-briefs feel just fine to me," Burt drank.

"Then how about this," Will began as he stood up. "We trade underwear for the day tomorrow. If you still think boxer-briefs are better, you can talk to Finn about them."

"Deal," Burt said as he stood up.

Both men began to fiddle with their pants.

FLASHBACK ENDS

"So, how was your day in my briefs?" Will wondered.

"Pretty comfortable," Burt admitted. "And yours?"

"Likewise," Will stated, "but I think I'll stick with my tighty whities," he explained.

Burt smiled.

"Well, that makes two of us," Burt winked as he left Will's office.

-GLEE-

After a long day, Finn dragged himself upstairs.

"Kurt!" he called checking to see if he was home as he made his way into his room.

With no response, Finn assumed he was out with Blaine.

Finn took off his shoes and socks letting his feet breathe. He stared at himself in the mirror as he slipped out of his polo revealing his lean yet tight upper physique. Finn yawned as he scratched his hair and unbuttoned his jeans. Although the bikini briefs were surprisingly comfortable, he was ready to get out of them and put on his underwear of choice.

He let his pants fall to the ground and stepped out of them. He looked at his reflection once more. His pink bikini briefs instantly brightening and showcasing more of his body.

Finn actually liked the way he looked. He didn't have perfect abs or extremely large muscles, but he felt confident standing in bright pink bikini underwear.

Finn smirked as he opened his underwear drawer ready to replace the ones he had on. His smirk vanished once he saw it was empty. Once again, he had forgotten something.

Before he had time to think, he heard footsteps approach his door.

From the floor, Finn grabbed a white couch cushion and placed it over himself just in time before Burt walked through the door. It was smaller than the pillow. The cushion barely covered anything.

"Hey, Burt," Finn greeted, somewhat embarrassed as it reminded him of the day's earlier encounter.

"Hey Finn," Burt replied, as he walked in completely.

"Wait, why are you wearing tighty whities?" Finn asked as he stared at Burt.

Burt was wearing a white V-Neck tucked into Will's tight Calvin Klein briefs.

Burt looked down slightly before answering, "It's Monday night. I always watch Monday night football in my underwear."

"Yeah, but that still doesn't answer why you're wearing briefs?" Finn asked.

"Your mom accidentally bought me briefs for Christmas instead of boxer-briefs," Burt lied. "Turns out, I actually like them more."

"Oh," Finn smiled, holding the pillow over his crotch.

"Finn, I need to talk to you," Burt began.

"About?" Finn wondered.

"That," Burt pointed at the cushion.

Finn looked down.

"You need to know that you can talk to me about anything, okay. I've seen the holes in your underwear, Finn. I know about what's been going on at school, and if you have any more problems with those guys, don't be afraid to talk to me or Mr. Schue about them," Burt reminded, putting his hand on his shoulder.

Finn nodded, understanding what Burt was saying.

"Is that what you're hiding under that couch cushion?" Burt asked. "More holes or tears in your briefs.

"No," Finn stated, truthfully.

"Finn, there's no reason to be embarrassed in front of me. I want you to feel comfortable here. I know you just moved in awhile back, but this is your house too. You know, your mom told me that you used to watch football in your underwear all the time. I want you to feel comfortable enough to do that here. You know that right?" Burt asked.

"Yeah, thanks a lot Burt," Finn smiled.

"So, you gonna come watch the game or what?" Burt asked.

"Hell yeah," Finn replied.

"Great," Burt smiled as he grabbed the couch cushion out of his hands. "I think this belongs to the sofa."

Finn froze. He was completely exposed.

Burt spotted the pink undies and asked, "Is this your new preference?"

"What?" Finn reacted. "Um, no, although they are pretty comfortable… it's just-"

Finn couldn't tell the truth. He'd spill the beans on the booze and also reveal Sam's secret to another person.

"It's just…. That I ran out of clean underwear," Finn opened the drawer. "I borrowed a pair of Kurt's this morning."

"I was actually about to get changed when you walked in," Finn explained. "I was a little embarrassed and didn't want you to see."

"Oh," Burt replied. "Well, good thing I bought you a pack of briefs today when I got some for myself."

"You did?" Finn asked.

"Yeah, you like Hanes, right?" Burt asked.

Finn nodded.

"Cool, I've got a pack in my room," he revealed.

"Thanks Burt," Finn smiled.

"No problem," Burt spoke as he hugged him.

"And Finn, you don't have to be embarrassed about anything around me," he reminded during the hug.

Finn smiled as he felt a small tug on his underwear.

"Hey, what was that for?" Finn laughed as he picked the wedgie.

"Sorry, I just had to," Burt said with terrible fake villain laugh.

On his way out to get Finn's briefs, Burt felt a sharp hard yank on the back of his briefs.
Burt half-smiled as he looked at Finn and the mirror reflecting his butt cheeks.

"Sorry, I just had to," Finn mocked, smirking with arms crossed.

"Oh, I'm gonna get you back for that one Hudson," Burt stated as he picked his wedgie, walking away.

"Looking forward to it!" Finn called out, smiling.

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