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Sam Rachel and Finn were all trying to keep music blaring loudly in the car as they were driving back to Lima from Kentucky so that they could stay completely awake. Finally, they got so tired of singing loudly that they had to turn the radio completely off and Rachel was almost asleep until Sam piped up to ask the one really important question that honestly should’ve been asked a long time ago.

“Okay so I’m just getting come out and ask this. Shouldn’t we have asked if I was going to be able to stay at one of you guys’ houses for the rest of the school year BEFORE we decided to bring me back to Lima?”

Finn just bit his lip while Rachel started to whistle and look out the window.

“Seriously guys?!” Sam shouted, “Because were driving all these hours to get back to Lima and what if neither of your parents allow me to stay with you guys? Then I’ll be screwed and I’ll be homeless again. I can’t even compete at Sectionals with you guys if I smell and look like a hobo!”

Finn kept his eyes on the road but came up with a response. “Really Sam. I’ve got this under control. There’s no way that Burt and my mom would ever turn you away. Once we tell them about your situation, they’ll be welcoming you with open arms. When my mom thought that I got Quinn pregnant, all I had to do was ask if she could stay for a while and my mom said that she could stay for as long she wanted to.” Finn said calmly.

Sam relaxed a little bit knowing that. Rachel just rolled her eyes in jealousy, but still nodded along.

“And even when my mom found out that the baby wasn’t mine, she didn’t even kick Quinn out immediately. My parents are good dudes.” He finished.

Rachel smiled. “Mmhmm. And if worse came to worse, my dads are on a cruise for the next two weeks and since sectionals is next week, I can at least have you stay with me until sectionals and then we can try to figure something else out. But we need you Sam. And like I told you last year, you need the music. We’re going to make this work.” Rachel said turning around with her hand on Sam’s knee.

Sam still sighed deply feeling very unsure. “I hope you’re right.”

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“Finn are you crazy?” Burt said with wide eyes. “You can’t just bring in an old friend of yours with luggage and ask me randomly if he could stay here! You didn’t give me any warning or anything.”

Finn excused his dad and himself from Sam in the living room and lured Burt into the kitchen.

“Dad, I know this is really sudden but, we only have like, nine people in our glee club right now. And we need at least 12 to compete in sectionals next week. But because Sam moved to Kentucky when his family got homeless last year, Rachel and I thought we’d go and get him so that we’re that much closer to being able to compete. We need him pop.”

Burt crossed his arms across his chest. Finn knew exactly how to get Burt to be more likely to give him what he wanted. Burt was very flattered whenever Finn called him down or pop. “Finn, that’s all great and everything. And I understand. But that doesn’t negate the fact that you just brought him here without asking ahead of time. I have to talk to your mom about this to when she gets home, and Kurt is not home from Blaine’s yet and I have to know how he feels about this too. I have to find out if your mom and brother would even be comfortable with another teenager in the house.”

Finn rolled his eyes. “Oh Kurt will be fine with it. He loves Sam.” He said surely.

Burt peered around his stepson to look out at the blonde boy standing in his living room; He was looking at the floor and he had his hands in his pockets. He looked like he really needed a break. And with that luck, Burt sighed in defeat.

“All right, all right. I’ll talk to your mom tonight. For now I suppose; go ahead and get him set up in the guest room.” Burt said.

Finn pumped his fist in a ’yes’ cheer motion, and Burt glared mildly at him.

“Don’t even think about ever trying to do something like this again Finn. If you have a problem or something that you need help with, you need to come to us ahead of time. You can’t just be dropping bombshells like this on us at random. We need a heads up.”

Finn nodded at his stepfather. “Sure thing pop. Won’t happen again. And thanks.”

Burt just mumbled ‘mmhmm’ and retreated to the living room to continue watching his game.

Finn and Rachel helps them get his bags upstairs and to the guest room and then after a very unnecessarily long kiss at the front door, Rachel left to head home herself. Not even a solid four minutes after that, Burt’s night was interrupted again with even more shenanigans.

“What is this?!” Burt said seeing his OTHER son walked through the door with HIS boyfriend on his arm at nearly 10 o’clock at night. “Kurt you’re not allowed to bring anyone home past nine. You know that.”

Kurt had wide eyes at his dad realizing that he totally forgot to tell his dad earlier this afternoon that Blaine had to sleepover.

“Oh….. dad! I thought I told you. Blaine’s parents are both on a retreat this week, and his house was just painted inside a few hours ago. He has to be out of the house for the next 12 hours. He’s staying the night.”

And with that, the boys went right upstairs with no further comments. They didn’t even leave a split second for Burt to object.

Burt just shook his head in awe. Freaking teenage boys!!

He’s got one son who is showing up with random homeless kids to ask if they can stay for a whole school year with us. And because it’s for something he’s passionate about, even if he wanted to say no, he wouldn’t.

And then he’s got his other son who is showing up with his boyfriend, WELL after curfew, and just STATING that he sleeping over. Not even bothering to ask permission.

Yep. Burt Hummel was the executive director of the madhouse…….

God damn teenage boys…….

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