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Chapter 18 – Tinavention

"Come here rude boy, boy, can you get it up?" Kurt sang as he danced about the kitchen preparing breakfast. "Come here rude boy, boy, is you big enough? Take it, take it, yeah."

"You're in a good mood," Burt observed as he strolled into the kitchen, still in his dressing gown.

"I suppose I am," Kurt smiled in response as he tossed a pancake in the air.

"Pancakes," Burt noted with interest. "You must be in a really good mood to be letting me eat that."

"A healthy diet is important but we all need to treat ourselves on occasion," Kurt said.

"I'm not gonna lie, I'm kinda surprised," Burt said as he sat down waiting for Kurt to plate him up some pancakes. "I thought for sure that Puckerman kid was gonna strike out with you when he showed up with that cactus. But you're in such a good mood this morning so he must have been on to something. I guess I always figured you for a white rose kinda guy."

"Everybody picks roses," Kurt shrugged. "It isn't really that special or romantic if everybody does it. How many boys would pick out a cactus?"

"The kid gets points for being original I guess," Burt nodded as Kurt handed him a cup of coffee and the maple syrup to go with the pancakes. "But convincing my son to sneak out of the house at night, I don't like that so much."

"What?" Kurt paled and Burt just quirked an eyebrow at him. "I don't know what you're talking about," Kurt lied hastily.

"Kurt, just because I'm dumb doesn't mean I'm stupid," Burt told him. "I went down to talk to you about ten minutes after Puck left and you weren't in your room. And I couldn't call you and tell you to get your ass back home because you left your phone behind. But I did check your room every hour or so to see if you were back and I know you were back before one but you definitely weren't home as early as eleven. So, where the hell did you go with him?"

"I…" Kurt faltered.

"Don't even think about lying to me, Kurt," Burt warned him sternly and Kurt dropped his gaze, letting out a sigh.

"He took me to a karaoke bar," Kurt revealed.

"Did you drink?" Burt interrogated him.

"Just coke," Kurt replied.

"Coke, sure," Burt clearly didn't believe him. "What was that coke mixed with? Vodka, whiskey?"

"Malibu," Kurt admitted. "I'm sorry."

"Damn right you're sorry," Burt told him. "Do you have any idea how worried I was?"

"No," Kurt answered quietly.

"No, of course not. Did you even stop to think?" Burt asked.

"No," Kurt replied in a guilty tone.

"Now, for the rest of the week I'll be driving you to and from school," Burt told him. "You won't be having sleepovers with Mercedes or going to the mall and you definitely won't be sneaking out with that Puckerman kid. You'll go to school, and then you'll come help me in the shop for a couple of hours. Then we'll come home, have dinner, you'll do your homework and you'll go to bed and I will be checking in on you. Is that clear?"

"Yes," Kurt answered.

"Good," Burt said.

They finished breakfast in silence and then Burt got ready to drive Kurt to school. A street away from McKinley High, Burt lectured Kurt some more.

"I know, dad, I'm sorry ok," Kurt sighed. "But… I really like him."

"Yeah, I can see why you'd be interested I guess," Burt said. "He's an alright looking guy. But if I catch you sneaking out with him again he won't be so pretty when I'm done with him."

"Dad," Kurt complained. "Don't blame him, ok. I'm the one who chose to go with him. I could have said no."

"You should have said no," Burt replied. "Why didn't you say no?"

"Because I wanted… needed… so desperately to say yes," Kurt answered.

"Just level with me here, Kurt," Burt pleaded. "Is this gonna be some quick five minute crush that we can laugh about in a week's time or is it… you know, more?"

"It's more, dad," Kurt told him.

"Great," Burt groaned pulling the car up. "Alright, get to class."

"Hey Kurt," Mercedes waved enthusiastically as Kurt stepped out of the car. "Is something going on?" she asked watching as Burt drove off.

"I snuck out with Puck last night and my dad found out," Kurt told her and Mercedes winced. "So no mall trips or sleepovers this week. And honestly, I just really hope Puck is sensible enough not to come knocking on my front door any time soon."

"I'm sorry you got caught out," Mercedes sympathised. "Although, you really shouldn't have been sneaking out like that."

"Probably not," Kurt admitted. "But I'm glad I did."

"So what did you guys do?" Mercedes asked nosily, eager for the gossip.

"Well he showed up at my house and gave me a cactus," Kurt explained.

"Oh hell to the no!" Mercedes exclaimed. "White Boy, are you playing with me? Puck did not get you a cactus, he did not, tell me he didn't."

"He did," Kurt responded and Mercedes groaned in embarrassment.

"Why couldn't he have just gotten you roses like a regular guy?" Mercedes asked throwing her hands up to the sky.

"Well I liked the cactus," Kurt insisted. "It was different. It was… it was Puck."

"Ok, I just don't want to talk about the damn cactus anymore," Mercedes said. "Tell me where you two gorgeous boys snuck off to."

"He took me to the Karaoke bar," Kurt told her with a smile. "It was fun. It was also kind of scary being surrounded by so many drunken adults but I got up on stage and sang with him and it felt so good, 'Cedes. The crowd loved us. We got applause and cheers. I know it was just a stupid little Karaoke place but it felt good to have such an enthusiastic audience. Especially being one of the stars."

"I'm sorry Mr. Schue was so hard on you in Glee yesterday," Mercedes apologised.

"Don't worry, I'm used to it," Kurt rolled his eyes. "Besides, it isn't like I'm the only one being constantly overlooked. Tina never really gets the chance to shine in Glee; neither does Quinn, or Puck. It's mostly been about Rachel and Finn."

"I'm surprised how cool Rachel was yesterday," Mercedes said. "She really fought your corner."

"She did," Kurt nodded. "I want to do something nice for her. Maybe after my dad is through punishing me for last night we could take Rachel to the Mall, or get together for a baking session, or invite her to a sleepover. Something. I want her to be included and know that she's our friend."

"I'm down for that," Mercedes replied. "I'll see if I can get Santana and Brittany to be nicer to her too."

"Good luck with that," Kurt commented.

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Sharing his first class with Rachel, Matt instantly noticed that something was deeply troubling the girl. He kept an eye on her, noticing how she kept rubbing her temples and biting her lip, clearly deep in worry or thought. The bags under her eyes suggested a bad night's sleep and Matt guessed she must have heard something distressing or had some kind of vision.

As soon as class let out, he walked over to her and led her under the staircase so they could talk privately.

"Something's wrong," Matt established and Rachel nodded in confirmation. "Can I help?" he asked.

"I'm not sure," Rachel replied, constantly checking the area around them to ensure they weren't being overheard by anyone (especially Tina). "I saw something last night."

"A vision," Matt said.

"More than one," Rachel answered. "The first was just Puck in Kurt's bedroom hiding from Mr. Hummel. I don't even know if it was real. It could have been a dream," she shrugged.

"The other vision," Matt prompted.

"More like a nightmare," Rachel closed her eyes. "It was horrible. Maybe it wasn't real," she said desperately, as though trying to convince herself. "Maybe I'm overreacting about nothing at all."

"Be honest, do you think it was a vision?" Matt asked her and she swallowed before nodding. "Then it was a vision," Matt told her. "Is there time to prevent it?"

"No," Rachel shook her head. "It's already happened. I think I was seeing it as it was happening or just before it was happening. There was nothing I could have done to stop it."

"What was it?" Matt asked and the girl looked around them again before reaching into her bag for a notebook and a pen.

Tina, Rachel wrote.

"We'll have a Glee meeting," Matt said.

Rachel tried to pry his mind for what he might be planning, but as usual she was unable to access his mind. Not for the first time, she found herself wondering how his mind was so guarded from her power.

"I'm scared for her," Rachel admitted putting her notebook and pen away. "And I'm scared of her."

"You should be," Matt replied. "We all should," he added before moving along.

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Rachel and Quinn told Mr. Schue a little white lie in order to get out of Spanish Class. The unlikely pair then left the school premises so Quinn could attend her Doctor's appointment.

They sat down together in the waiting room and the situation was instantly awkward. The room was full of mother's to be in various stages of their pregnancy and none of them were schoolgirls. A lot of judgemental looks were being sent Quinn's way and Rachel could hear the disgusted thoughts that accompanied them.

Many of them formed an assumption about Quinn based on her Cheerio uniform and their opinions were far from pleasant. It probably wasn't a mystery to Quinn the type of things the other women were thinking, but Rachel was glad that the blonde couldn't actually hear all the unfavourable thoughts.

Stupid girl, a woman in her early thirties thought as she sneaked looks at Quinn from behind the magazine she was pretending to read. Just another cheerleading slut who can't keep her legs together.

Silly girl, ruined her life, another woman thought. Probably doesn't even know who the father is.

Why do they have to look at me like that? Quinn thought. Is this how people at school will look at me when they find out, the teachers, my parents, and people at church?

Bad parenting, that's what it is, a woman who looked to be pushing forty thought. Someone ought to tell that girl a few home truths. She put her magazine aside and leaned forward in her seat. She was close to saying something nasty and embarrassing to Quinn and Rachel wasn't prepared to sit by and allow it to happen.

"Thank you so much for being here with me," Rachel said placing one hand on Quinn's arm and resting the other on her own stomach and rubbing gently. "I couldn't have faced doing this alone."

"You're welcome," Quinn said quietly, the appreciation in her thoughts considerably louder to Rachel.

She's the pregnant one? A lady with a much larger bump to her stomach thought in surprise. I should have known she was a little whore, just look how short her skirt is, she's asking for it.

"Really," Rachel continued. "I know that sex before marriage goes against your beliefs. It means so much to me that you're willing to support me in my mistakes despite your values."

What a good friend, somebody thought as she smiled in Quinn's direction.

If only the brunette girl would follow the pretty blonde's example, thought another.

They sat in the waiting room a while longer, negative thoughts now being directed at Rachel while positive thoughts were directed towards Quinn.

"Quinn Fabray?" the doctor called out looking about the waiting room.

"Here," Rachel declared standing up and Quinn rose out of her seat and followed behind Rachel and the doctor.

"You're an angel," one of the pregnant woman told Quinn as she passed by.

They entered the doctor's office and the door closed behind them.

"Ok," the doctor smiled. "Which one of you girls is Quinn?" he asked looking between them, his eyes and thoughts judgement-free.

"Me," Quinn answered looking at the floor.

"Lovely to meet you Quinn, I'm Doctor Vincent," the man said with a kind smile. Poor girl, he thought sympathetically. Probably fell pregnant on her first time, possibly pressured into it by a boy, probably too scared to tell her parents. "If you could just lay down on the bed for me, that's it."

"I'm freaking out," Quinn whispered.

"You'll be fine," Doctor Vincent assured her and Rachel tentatively reached out to hold Quinn's hand and the blonde clasped her fingers tight with the brunette's. "Would I be correct in thinking that you intend to keep this baby?"

"Yes," Quinn answered and Doctor Vincent nodded.

Brave girl, he thought with admiration. Too many teen girls just want the abortion. It takes a special hearted girl to keep the baby.

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Arriving back at school, Quinn and Rachel walked through the corridors to find Matt standing by Quinn's locker. As usual, Rachel had no idea what his intentions were or what he was thinking, but Quinn seemed to have a better understanding. The Cheerio approached her locker and discreetly whispered to Matt the word 'girl'. The quiet boy gave one nod and a faint smile formed on his mouth as he walked away, high-fiving a fellow member of the Football team.

"Hey Quinn," one of the friendlier Football guys called out. "Cheer extra hard for me at the game this Friday."

"Of course," Quinn smiled. This will probably be the last game I'll get to be on the Cheerio's for, she thought sadly.

XXX

At the end of the school day, Matt had rallied up all the Glee Club members for an emergency meeting in the Auditorium.

"What's the emergency?" Mercedes asked once they had all arrived, Finn ignoring Quinn in favour of glaring at Artie and Rachel.

"Rachel," Matt nodded to her and Artie looked to her curiously as she moved out of her seat to stand in front of them all.

"Ok," Rachel began nervously; unsure how Tina would react to what she was going to say. "I had another vision last night."

"What about?" Mercedes asked.

"Sometimes Lord Tubbington gets visions," Brittany stated.

"Tina," Rachel said. "Are you going to tell them or should I?"

"What?" Tina asked and Rachel could tell by her thoughts that she was genuinely clueless as to what Rachel was talking about.

"I know what you did to that man last night," Rachel told her and everybody's attention turned towards Tina who didn't appear to be phased at all. "I know because I saw it all happen. More than that, I felt it. I felt his fear and I felt his pain."

There was a slight shift in Tina's posture and as Artie surveyed her he was able to pick up on the tell-tale signs that Tina felt somewhat guilty.

"Wait, I'm still confused," Mercedes spoke up. "What guy? What happened? What's going on?"

"I'm sorry you had to see that Rachel," Tina stated. "Truly. And I'm sorry you had a vision that forced you to experience the fear and pain I put him through. You did not deserve to go through that. But he did," she insisted. "And I'll never apologise for what I did to him."

"Tina, what did you do?" Artie asked looking to her with a serious expression.

"I was out for a walk," Tina said. "I heard a girl scream. The man was going to rape her," she said bluntly. "I stopped him, took the girl safely home and then I went back to make sure he'd never be able to try and attack a girl that way again."

"Wait, what does that mean?" Finn asked.

"It means I cut his dick off," Tina answered with a smirk and the boys in the room all winced and instinctively checked that their own genitals were still in tact.

"Fuck," Santana swore. "Don't mess with Queen T. I have to say, I really like this new badass version of you. Yay," she applauded.

"What the hell?" Finn asked. "She cut some man's dick off and you're applauding her?"

"It's not like she did it for fun," Santana defended. "The guy tried to rape some girl, he had it coming."

"Violence isn't the way to deal with crime," Artie sighed. "Tina, you were right to stop him from doing anything to that girl. But you didn't have to take it that far. You should have called the police."

"Artie's right," Matt supported and Mercedes nodded her agreement.

"Don't get me wrong," Mercedes said. "I don't feel bad for that guy at all. He deserved bad things to happen to him. But just because we have powers doesn't give us the right to make those bad things happen or to punish anyone just because we can."

"You can't just run around doing whatever you want," Finn added. "It isn't right. It's evil."

"Oh I am not evil," Tina spoke in a bored tone as she rolled her eyes. "A girl was in trouble, I helped her and I made the asshole who tried to hurt her pay for it."

"You took it too far," Artie claimed.

"Did I?" Tina asked cocking her head to the side. "What if it was Rachel being pinned down on that bed? What would you have done with that electricity power of yours?"

I'd have burned him alive, Artie thought.

"Vampire Babe has a point," Puck said. "If some guy tried to rape any of the girls in here, we wouldn't let him get away with it and leave it to the police. All us guys would get together and beat the crap out of whoever it was. And if I caught some guy trying to rape my little sister do you think I'd just let him walk away and then call the cops to deal with him? Hell no I wouldn't, I'd break his fucking face and shove a rusty pole up his worthless ass."

"Why are we even having this emergency meeting?" Santana asked. "Tina fucked up some sick old pervert and now he won't be a danger to anyone again. I vote that's a good thing."

"It still isn't right," Finn said.

"Oh, right, wrong, who cares?" Santana scoffed. "When Asian Chick starts beating up innocent people or actually committing murder, then we'll have a Tina-vention. But if she's beating up a rapist or two I honestly couldn't care less. She has super-hero powers and she's using them to act like a hero."

"Cutting off a guy's junk doesn't make her a hero," Finn argued.

"She's a hero to the girl she rescued," Kurt pointed out. "And I certainly wasn't complaining when she came to my aid the other day. But you do need to be careful," he advised Tina. "If word starts getting out about people being beaten and maimed the police could start investigating. None of us want to see you get locked away."

"The cops wouldn't stand a chance against Queen T," Puck said.

"Even so, we need to keep our powers as secret as we can," Rachel reminded them all.

"She's right," Quinn nodded. "It could get very dangerous for the five of you if people found out."

"Maybe Tina could wear a mask when she beats up the bad guys," Brittany suggested.

Kurt's cell phone started to ring.

"It's my dad, I need to go," Kurt said. "Please," he looked into Tina's dark eyes as he squeezed her shoulder. "Be careful," he kissed her cheek and she smiled warmly at him as she gave a subtle nod.

Hurrying through the halls, Kurt made his way outside, searching for his dad's car in the parking lot.

"You're late," Burt told him in a disapproving tone.

"I'm sorry," Kurt apologised climbing into the car. "We had an emergency Glee Club meeting."

"Alright, tell me about your day?" Burt asked as he set the car in drive.

"Just the usual really," Kurt answered with a shrug. "Dad?"

"Oh boy," Burt groaned. "I know that tone. When you say my name like that it means you want something."

"There's a Football game this Friday," Kurt explained to him. "Puck's on the team, he's playing. I wanted to go and watch so I could support him."

"You wanna watch Football?" Burt asked in astonishment.

"Please say I can go," Kurt begged.

"Alright," Burt agreed after a moment's consideration and Kurt's face broke into an excited grin. "But I'm coming with you," he added with a grin of his own. "We watch the game, you cheer Puck on, have a quick talk with him afterwards and then I'm taking you home. That's your only offer, kid, take it or leave it."

"I'll take it," Kurt said. "Thank you."

To Be Continued…

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