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Chapter 20 – Never Go To a College Party

After their kiss, Kurt returned to his dad, the older Hummel blissfully unaware of what his only son had just been doing.

"Ok, buddy, say goodbye to the girls," Burt instructed.

"That was so hot," Tina whispered into Kurt's ear as she hugged him goodbye.

"You two are so cute," Mercedes told him excitedly.

"Watch out for Karofsky," Rachel warned.

"What? I don't even see him anywhere," Kurt replied in confusion.

"He's around here somewhere," Rachel said. "I can hear him and I do not like what I hear. Be careful," she advised and Kurt nodded to show he understood the seriousness of the situation before heading on home with his dad.

"I'm just gonna say it," Tina said once Kurt and Burt had left. "I could totally kick the crap out of Karofsky."

"We know you could," Mercedes nodded.

"But just because you can doesn't mean you should," Rachel added.

"Fine, I won't go hunting for Karofsky," Tina relented. "But if I catch him doing anything to Kurt or anybody else I care about then I will show him just how dangerous Queen T can be."

With that said, Tina swept away, her long coat billowing out behind her creating the impression of a very large bat.

"You can still read her thoughts, right?" Mercedes asked of Rachel and the girl in the Cheerio uniform nodded. "Just how dangerous is she?"

"I honestly don't know," Rachel replied. "And my uncertainty as to what she is capable of and what lengths she's prepared to go to is what scares me the most."

"Hey, I made out with Kurt, did you girls see?" Puck asked with a massive grin as he moved in between the two girls, Artie joining them with his hands in his pockets to hide the small zaps of electricity sizzling from his fingertips.

"Yes, we saw," Rachel answered him. "And I know that you hesitated about whether or not to use your tongue but you went and used it anyway and Kurt responded positively which ultimately led to you sporting an erection."

"It was a good kiss, I got hard, so what?" Puck shrugged.

"I think it's cute that you're so into Kurt," Mercedes said. "My boy really needs someone in his life and now that you don't have that ridiculous Mohawk I'd say you're the perfect guy."

"He's planning on growing it back," Rachel revealed.

"Don't you dare," Mercedes told him.

"Can I walk you home?" Artie asked Rachel. I really want to kiss you again.

"Sure, I'd love that," Rachel replied. "I just need to go to the locker room and change."

Keep the Cheerio outfit on, Artie, Mercedes and Puck all thought at the same time.

"Um, well, I at least need to go and grab my stuff," Rachel said.

"I'll wait for you here," Artie told her.

"Oh, Puck," Rachel turned to the taller boy.

I wish more people would call me Noah, he thought and Rachel blinked at him in surprise.

"I just wanted to tell you to be careful," Rachel said.

"Yeah, don't worry about it," Puck replied. "When Kurt's ready for sex I know we'll need lube and condoms."

"Good to know, although not what I meant," Rachel commented. "I could hear Karofsky's thoughts when you and Kurt were kissing. They were not friendly or in anyway appropriate. He was really jealous and really angry and he caused alarm bells to go off in my head. So, be careful, Noah."

"Right," Puck nodded. She called me Noah, he thought happily. "I guess we should all make sure that Kurt is never left alone at school to be on the safe side."

"Agreed," Artie said and the girls nodded their approval.

"I'll let the others know," Mercedes took her phone out and began texting. "Just make sure to be discreet so that Kurt doesn't realise we're all trying to look after him, he'll find it patronising. And Puckerman, hurry up and shower, you're gonna be my ride home."

XXX

The weekend arrived and Saturday morning, Burt dragged Kurt to the garage with him. After an hour and a half of Kurt begging to be allowed to meet up with Mercedes so they could do something nice for Rachel, Burt finally gave in and agreed to his son's wishes.

"Fine, go, just quit bugging me," Burt said with a roll of his eyes and Kurt failed to hide the smirk that always graced his lips whenever he'd annoyed his dad into letting him get his way.

"Thank you, dad, you really are the best," Kurt told him.

"I'm a schmuck, that's what I am," Burt muttered under his breath. "Go on, kid, get outta here," he told Kurt offering him an affectionate smile and thirty dollars. "Be home before nine!" he called after him as Kurt shred his overalls and left the shop.

"That boy's always had you wrapped around his finger," Danny chuckled from the other side of the shop where he was working on a motorcycle.

"It's those big eyes of his that do me in," Burt confessed. "He's got eyes just like his mother."

XXX

Kurt and Mercedes arrived on the Berry doorstep and invaded Rachel's room. Together, Kurt and Mercedes had brought along all the necessary supplies to make it an enjoyable day for all. With Mercedes' compilation Diva CD playing, Kurt painted Rachel's fingernails while Mercedes worked on the girl's toes.

"Oh, that is so cute," Rachel gushed looking down at the bubblegum pink nails Kurt had painted for her with little sparkly gold stars on them.

"So girl, tell us, what's the dirt on you and Artie?" Mercedes asked as she made the finishing touches to Rachel's toenails.

"There is absolutely no dirt," Rachel responded. "Artie is a gentleman both in his thoughts and his actions. Well, occasionally something perverted crosses his mind," she admitted. "But it isn't nearly as frequent, gross or demeaning as most of the boys at our school. I can't believe how many guys at McKinley are total pigs."

"Please, ninety percent of males are total Neanderthals," Kurt remarked.

"Well, I was of course always aware that most of the jocks were bullies," Rachel said. "And I suppose I don't find it that shocking how perverted those boys can be. But I guess I always thought the boys in the Chess Club, or the Jazz Band, or the smarter boys would be different. Honestly, it was most distressing to find out that most of the guys who trip me up in the hallways do it deliberately so they can get a look up my skirt."

"Urgh, jerks," Mercedes scoffed.

"Teenage boys frequently thinking about sex seems to be the norm," Rachel shrugged. "And honestly, a lot of girls think about it just as much. But there's just something different about Artie, something special."

"Is he a good kisser?" Kurt asked curiously.

"Oh my god, such a good kisser," Rachel practically squealed as if she'd been dying for somebody to ask her that very question.

"So are you guys dating?" Mercedes asked.

"She's blushing, they're totally dating," Kurt declared.

"Excuse me, a diva never discusses such details," Rachel replied.

"Oh hell to the no, you're telling us everything," Mercedes insisted as she and Kurt worked together to tickle Rachel mercilessly, the three of them collapsing on her bed in fits of giggles as Rachel told them everything about her new relationship with Artie.

"You and Artie are so cute," Kurt stated once they'd all calmed down. "I never would have imagined you two together."

"Because you thought he was way too good for me, right?" Rachel asked in amusement.

"Indeed I did," Kurt answered honestly. "But it turns out Nightmare-Diva-Berry is secretly a sweetheart. I misjudged you," he said taking one of Rachel's and Mercedes' hands into his own.

"No, you didn't," Rachel said. "I was selfish and annoying and overdramatic," she admitted. "I guess I always felt like the girl who went unnoticed so I strived to do all I could to be seen and heard and make myself memorable. I was just going about it in the wrong way and people were noticing and remembering me for all the wrong reasons."

"Don't forget the animal sweaters, they were really bad," Kurt told her.

"Well so was that corset you wore one time," Rachel swiped back.

"I looked fabulous," Kurt insisted.

"You looked like a baby prostitute," Mercedes stated.

"Oh, don't even get me started on all of your fashion crimes," Kurt warned her.

"Don't even go there, Kurt Hummel, Miss Jones knows how to dress," Mercedes replied. "And surprisingly so does Artie. He always dressed like my grandpa before but now he's out of the wheelchair he's looking seriously good. He's totally a campus hottie. I don't know how I never noticed how good-looking he was before."

"I don't think any of us really did," Rachel pointed out. "To be honest, Artie was pretty much invisible to me when he was in the chair. I know that's an awful thing to say but it's true. I just never looked at him that way before. I was far too busy drooling over Finn."

"You shouldn't feel bad about that," Kurt told her. "It's not like Artie ever looked at you in a romantic light before either."

"That's true," Rachel acknowledged. "Apart from Jacob Ben-Israel I don't think any guy has ever looked at me in a romantic way before. And honestly, before we all got these weird powers none of you even looked at me as friendship material. I mean, I understand why. I know now that I was obnoxious and abhorrent. I don't even want to imagine how I might be behaving right now if we hadn't been in the Choir Room that day. I certainly wouldn't have gotten to know Artie this way and I'm sure you two would rather die than hang out with me in my bedroom."

"Well things have changed," Mercedes observed. "And sometimes change is a good thing."

"Agreed," Kurt said. "And having Rachel Berry as a friend is definitely a good thing."

"You make me wanna be your boyfriend," Rachel giggled.

"Been there," Mercedes laughed recalling her brief crush on the boy.

"I know, I know, it is difficult to resist the charms of the fabulous Kurt Hummel," Kurt sighed.

"So, Kurt, tell us about you and Noah," Rachel prompted.

"What do you need to know?" Kurt asked.

"When are you going to officially refer to Puckerman as your boyfriend, that's what I need to know," Mercedes answered.

"I don't know if he's my boyfriend," Kurt responded shyly as he turned invisible, his body trying to hide from the conversation.

"But he wants to be your boyfriend," Rachel said. "And more importantly, you want to be his boyfriend too. I have full access to your thoughts. You can't deny anything."

"Just because I want something doesn't mean I'm ready for it," Kurt pointed out.

"True," Mercedes nodded. "But you shouldn't avoid things just because you might not be ready. With things like this you might not know when you're ready, and if you never try you'll never know if you're ready or not. And white boy, I'm waiting till marriage, I need to live vicariously through other people's love lives and I wanna live through you and Puckerman. Get your phone, ask him on a date."

"What? No, I can't. Can I?" he asked.

"Of course you can," Mercedes said. "And then have lots and lots of beautiful boy on boy kisses."

"I wouldn't even know how to ask Puck on a date," Kurt replied. "Or what to arrange. I'm not convinced Puck would enjoy accompanying me to the sing-a-long Sound of Music."

"No, but I would," Rachel hinted.

"Great, you just made a date with Rachel," Mercedes pointed out. "See, if you can ask a girl on a date you can ask a guy."

"You could play Crazy Golf," Rachel suggested. "Or go to the movies or out to dinner or something."

"Go on, ask him, ask him, ask him," Mercedes pleaded bouncing on the bed.

"Alright, alright," Kurt conceded as his invisible form reached for his phone. "Just for you two girls I will make a fool of myself by asking Puck on a date. Happy?"

"Call him Noah," Rachel advised. "He really wishes more people would call him by his given name. I know it would mean a lot to him if he could hear his name on your sweet lips."

Taking her advice, Kurt made the call, referring to the bad boy as 'Noah'.

"Well?" Mercedes asked earnestly when Kurt hung up the phone.

"I have another date with Noah Puckerman," Kurt laughed as he became visible again and the two girls tackled him into a hug. "Come on, it's time to start baking," he announced before leading the way down to Rachel's kitchen where he had stocked the ingredients.

XXX

Having heard from Mercedes that she and Kurt were kidnapping Rachel for the day, Artie opted to spend some time with Tina. Her mother answered the door to him and invited him to go on upstairs. He rapped his knuckles sharply on Tina's bedroom door but received no reply. He waited a moment before knocking again. Still not getting a response, he pushed the door open and stepped inside.

The room was dark with black drapes covering the window to block out the light from outside. Tina herself was on top of the covers on her bed with her arms crossed over her chest looking very much like a vampire in a coffin.

"Very funny," Artie said dryly and Tina's lips twitched before she sat up.

"I thought so," she said.

"You wanna get out of the house and take a walk or something?" Artie asked.

"It's too bright outside," Tina complained. "These days I much prefer midnight walks."

"Of course, the late night walks where you beat the crap out of people," Artie said in a disapproving tone.

"Only the bad people," Tina retaliated.

"That doesn't make it ok," Artie told her.

"Well I was never looking for anybody's approval," Tina replied.

"No, I guess not," Artie sighed as he sat at the edge of her bed, his back partially turned on her. "As long as I've known you, you've been trying to push people away and lock them out. The fake stutter, the Goth look, it was all done to make people avoid you. Why would you care what people think if you won't even let anybody get to know you?"

"I didn't shut everybody out," Tina stated. "I let you in and everybody else in Glee."

"You didn't, not really," Artie argued. "The entire time we've been friends you've been lying to me, hiding who you really are."

"That's not fair," Tina said. "All I did was fake a stutter."

"I think you were hiding a lot of anger too," Artie reasoned as he flexed his fingers, a small spark of blue light erupting from the tips.

"Maybe I was," Tina acknowledged. "But I'm hardly the only one. You were angry about being in that chair."

"You can't compare that damn chair to your stutter," Artie retorted. "You were pretending. At the end of the day, you could speak perfectly. I couldn't just get out of the chair and take a walk. My disability was real."

"Well you're not in the wheelchair anymore and I'm not faking the stutter, can we just move on?" Tina asked impatiently.

"Fine," Artie sighed. "Forget it. What's done is done. We've all got different futures waiting for us now."

"Right," Tina nodded. "Kurt's making out with Puck. You're making out with Rachel and I'm a total badass."

"I want you to promise me you'll stop going out at night looking for trouble," Artie said.

"Fine, I promise," Tina responded.

"You're lying," Artie stated knowingly.

"Look, Artie," Tina sighed. "I know you're freaking out about my bitching new powers. And I know you're all worried about what Queen T might do next. But trust me; the people I've been beating down are a lot nastier and more dangerous than I could ever be. Forget the monsters we all thought were hiding under our beds when we were little. These people I find at night aren't figments of anybody's imagination. They are real people doing bad things to people who are helpless to stop them. But I'm not a helpless little girl who needs to hide in her bedroom. I'm strong and I'm fearless. I can save people by stopping these real life monsters. And so could you, we all could. I can't explain how we got these powers, but we did get them. I'm using my powers to put the bad guys down. What are you doing with yours?"

"I've been learning to control it," Artie replied and Tina rolled her eyes. "And I will make sure that I am in control of this power and that it is never controlling me."

"Now that's just boring," Tina told him. "You get this cool ass gift and you're not even going to use it?"

"I didn't say I wouldn't use it," Artie pointed out.

"So come out for a midnight walk with me," Tina suggested. "Experience yourself what it's like out there. See what I do. Artie, if you and I teamed up we'd be unstoppable. We could take down every rapist, mugger and woman-beater in this town."

"No," Artie shook his head. "I'm not going to play 'beat up the bad guys' with you and pretend it makes me a hero while ignoring how destructive and dangerous it really is."

"Whatever," Tina rolled her eyes. "I'll probably have more fun without you anyway. Besides, the whole blue sparking stuff… totally lame," she told him.

"I will control this," Artie insisted. "And if it turns out that you're the bad guy who needs taking down, I'll be ready."

"Are you threatening me?" Tina asked with a slight growl to her tone.

"Consider it a friendly warning," Artie answered. "We're all worried about you and I don't think any of us are aware of what you're capable of. But if you need taking down, I'll be the one to do it." He turned his back on her fully and crossed to her bedroom door. "I'm gonna take a walk. You gonna join me or not?"

"Not," Tina rejected his invitation.

XXX

That night, Tina prowled the streets of Lima in search of trouble. She smirked in delight when she found it. Three muggers were attacking a couple and Tina beat them unconscious before stalking on. She found a couple of drunken men brawling in the street and intervened. She kicked one man across the road before throwing the other man into a parked car. She swept on to find a group of teens spraying graffiti on a wall and trying to set fire to a stolen car. She left one boy with a broken wrist, one with a broken nose, one with cracked ribs and the other had a severe bite mark and had suffered a lot of blood loss.

Moving on, she found herself at a college party. With her improved hearing, the loud thumping music didn't block the sounds of a struggle going on in one of the bedrooms. Shoving her way through the crowd, she kicked open the bedroom door and stepped through. She was momentarily stunned to realise that the victim on the bed was a boy with two women holding him down, laughing cruelly as they played with his genitals. The boy looked younger than the college girls and there was something about him that reminded her of Kurt.

Fisting her hands into the two girls' hair, she pulled them both back away from the boy. They shrieked from the pain, trying to scramble to their feet and fight back. Tina crushed the blonde's fingers with the heel of her boot before kicking the brunette in the chin, nearly knocking her out. She then hauled them to their feet effortlessly before stripping them bare and scratching the word 'SLUT' into their stomachs with her sharp nails. Gripping tight to their wrists, she then forcibly dragged them out of the room and down the stairs before shoving them to the floor where they instantly became the main attraction of the party.

She returned to the bedroom to check on the boy and found that he had locked himself in the bathroom. Hearing that he was crying, she gently knocked on the door and spoke sweetly to him, hoping to convince him to come out but he requested to be left alone.

So Tina left, leaving her naked college girl slut's to the mercy of their drunken peers.

She roamed the streets a little longer before climbing through Mike's bedroom window. She crawled into his bed and he stirred as he sensed her presence.

"Mmm, Tina," he murmured exposing his throat to her.

She licked a stripe up his neck and pressed a kiss there before moving downward to sink her teeth into his thigh, moaning as the metallic taste of the boy's blood danced on his taste-buds.

If she had continued to prowl the streets of Lima just a while longer, she may have discovered Karofsky lurking outside Kurt's bedroom window.

To Be Continued…

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