"We need ranch dip. Do we have ranch dip?"

Kurt thought for a moment and shook his head no to Finn. "I just came out of the storage room a little while ago and I didnt see any. Only blue cheese dressing." He grabbed another chip and ate it as the stepbrothers looked around the backyard.

It was still relatively early in the morning and most of the HouseGuests hadnt even come outside yet. The few that had woken up were the usual early birds—except for Finn. Finn smelt bacon and couldnt go back to sleep, so here he was. Luckily Kurt was up, along with a few of the girls in Rachel, Marley, and Quinn, and he was able to cook a little something for his brother. Schue was up at some point that morning as well but he disappeared… maybe to the shower. After they ate, they found themselves in the backyard with their company—the girls following them out as they chattered amongst themselves.

"If you want you can go ask the Diary Room. They love you so theyll more than likely get us some if you ask."

"You just dont want to get up," Finn said with a smile, slouching back on the sofa with his brother. Kurt observed Rachel and Marley whispering with Quinn as he grabbed another chip.

"Thats only part of it," he said with a smirk. "They really do love you in there. And besides, Im doing important work over here, Finn. I have a feeling the girls have been trying to align and I just want to know if I have to get on their good side…"

Finn turned and watched the three girls on the hammock. "Really? Im close with Rachel and Marley since we all sleep in the same room and I dont think theyre up to anything sinister."

"Nothing sinister," Kurt agreed. "I just think they may have an alliance. Ive been watching them… Tina too."

Finn rubbed his chin as he thought to himself. "Really? What about Santana?"

Kurt shook his head no. "She and Blaine seem to keep to themselves really. Well, besides when they talk strategy with us." He reached forward and grabbed his bottle of water. "If you go to the DR then I will go over there and see what theyre talking about."

HouseGuests: Its time to wake up.

"And you better hurry up before everyone else goes in there for something," Kurt added after Big Brothers message. "Well have to get ready for the competition soon, Im sure."

The competition. They had gone a few days without anything really going on besides the group getting to know one another. It had been a string of long days and long nights after the last competition—long days and nights that were more boring than not. You could only play so much pool and have so many conversations with these people you really didnt know before it seemed like time stopped. They were all really starting to miss their iPhones and Instagram feeds.

But, this was worth $50,000. There were only 70 something days left, right? That wasnt so bad…

Finn nodded, standing and walking over to the house. "Do you need anything while Im in there?"

Kurt thought for a moment. "Can you ask for more fruit too? All we have is apples and Adam eats all of those."

"Wait, are you going to the Diary Room?" Rachel asked, sitting up quickly on the hammock and making Marley shriek when it began to tilt over. Quinn laughed from where she sat in the middle. Finn nodded to Rachel with that adorable smile of his that made Kurt have to hold back an eye roll.

Be more obvious. Please, Finn. I dare you to, Kurt thought.

"Can you pretty please ask them if they can get us any more of those barbecue flavored gluten free kosher snacks?" Rachel started to play with her hair, flipping it over her shoulder as he gave her his complete attention. "There was only one bag and that was days ago."

Finn smiled, nodding his head. "Ill ask. Ill be back."

"Bye Finn!" Quinn said in a sing-song voice. They giggled and Kurt rolled his eyes, though he couldnt help but laugh as well. He knew his lovable brother would be targeted by the girls before they even entered the Big Brother house. He was a big ball of fluff for the most part. After he left, Kurt stood up and stretched. He felt his shirt lift and the cool morning air hitting his tummy before fixing his shirt.

"Isnt that Blaines t-shirt?" Marley asked.

Kurt didnt know the question was directed at him because the two players rarely spoke, but then it dawned on him he was the only one with a t-shirt on. The girls were all wearing their bikinis. But it wasnt that he didnt like Marley–she was sweet. In fact, her description in the house was the sweet one. Puck and Schue had trouble remembering a lot of peoples names at first so theyd use descriptions when talking. Finn was the giant, Kurt was Pinocchio, Kitty was the pain in the ass. But, another thing Kurt knew was that Marley and Blaine were fairly close—they were both on Schues team along with his stepbrother and she seemed to like talking to him. Blaine was easy to talk to, after all. But other than Marley, Kurt was Blaines other close friend. He didnt want that to cause tension between him and her.

Kurt shook his head no when he realized all eyes in the backyard were on him. Now would be a good time to answer. "No. Actually this is my shirt. Hed just stolen it."

Quinn shook her head with a smile. "If I didnt know any better I would swear he had a crush…"

HouseGuests, its time to wake up.

Please enter the house. The backyard is now on lockdown.

Well, that was confirmation that it was time for the crew to set up the veto competition. Kurt listened to the girls complain as he grabbed his and Finns plates, starting to walk inside. He slid the door opened and waited for the girls to walk over before replying to Quinn.

What was most important was that he didnt give them any confirmation of the sort. That would destroy his Big Brother game in an instant—hell, Blaines too, and even if this was a competition, Blaine was an ally of his right now. "I seriously doubt that, ladies…" he told Quinn and Marley who was staring at him. They all walked into the house, Rachel thanking him for holding the door. "Im sure after Zankie happened last year everyone expects another Bromance like what they had to happen, but Blaine is just my buddy. We barely know one another, just like me with each of you."

Marley nodded, agreeing, but Quinn rolled her eyes. Kurt slid the backdoor closed and looked out at the backyard through the darkly tinted windows. He wished he could see what the staff and crew were about to do out there. What good is it being on Big Brother if you dont get to know the nitty gritty and behind the scenes action?

Mike and Tina walking out from the backroom made everyone look up. Kurt waved hello to them as he placed his and Finns chips down on the kitchen counter. "Good morning, love birds."

Tina rubbed lazily at her eyes before taking a seat at the table. Mike went straight over to the coffee maker and mumbled something unintelligible that made Marley and Rachel snort. "That Have-Not room is absolute hell. I sleep for twenty minutes at a time if that. Its freezing in there too and I havent ate a decent meal in IDK how many hours. I cant stand the sight of slop."

Kurt frowned. "Good morning to you too, Kurt," he said.

Tina laughed. "Im sorry. Good morning, Kurt."

"Dont worry beautiful," Mike turned around and carried a mug of black coffee over to his wife. "In a couple days you wont be a Have-Not anymore and youll be back in bed with me, and then the two of us can be up all night annoying Kurt and Blaine like theyve been doing to me and Kitty…"

Quinn turned her body to face them now, neglecting the refrigerator she opened completely. "Oh? What was that?"

Kurt laughed and leant over the counter with an eye roll as Santana and Brittany came down from the HOH bedroom. "Ignore him. Mike, dont start rumors."

"Rumors about…?" Santana questioned as she walked over. Just then Schue and Adam walked into the living room; Puck and Sam trailing shortly behind them. The group in the kitchen called out good morning to them and Adam waved tiredly.

"About your little brother and Kurt here," Mike said as he stretched. Brittany looked at Santana.

"You have a little brother?"

Rachel looked up from the sandwich she was making. "Have you been living here at all in the past week?"

Kurt smiled. "Blaine is her little brother, Brittany. And I honestly dont know what Mike is speaking of because Im asleep at night. Blaines a night owl. Theres no way were keeping you up…"

Santana looked at Mike, hoping to change the conversation. Kurt and Blaine didnt need any sort of attention like this on them right now.

"Whos in the Diary Room?" Kitty asked, standing outside the door and pressing the button hoping to hurry whoever it was out. Mercedes and Blaine came out of the backrooms after her—Mercedes looking like someone who had the displeasure of sleeping in the Have-Not room… exhausted, and Blaine looking like a zombie as he carried his toothbrush to the bathroom.

"Finns in there," Quinn answered.

Kitty rolled her eyes. "Hes always in there." She turned to face everyone, slowly approaching the living room. "I bet you hes Americas Player and theyre giving him tons of money."

"Weve been in here 7 days and youre already paranoid as fuck," Santana answered, walking over to the fridge. "Im making eggs. Anyone want?"

Blaine shouted that he did from all the way in the bathroom. Brittany raised her hand. Schue asked if she could make bacon too, then Blaine chiming in with "and pancakes," before Santana turned around to glare at everyone. The house laughed.

"Dont offer next time," Sam said with a smirk.

"I wont," Santana answered positively.

-B-B-

"While youre in here, you may as well let us do a little Diary Room session for the third episode," Michelle said.

Michelle was the producer of the show. She handled a lot of… producing. Finn liked her. Not only was she nice, but he had a feeling she was having her staff edit the footage so that he wouldnt look as… not smart … as he felt sometimes.

Now she promised to get him his ranch, a variety of fruit, and even the stuff for Rachel that she asked for outside. Finn was seconds away from turning to leave when he was asked if he wanted to do a little DR session. He agreed to it. Why not?

Finn took a seat in the blue plush chair and the camera operator Theo turned the camera on.

Remember, Finn told himself, our mom and dad are watching this.

"Tell us your expectations for the veto competition."

Finn smiled. "Im excited for this veto competition. My main focus is protecting my little alliance… even though people are onto four of us—Santana, Blaine, Kurt and myself, were aligned with Puck and Mercedes too. Blaine said hes going to come up with a name for us and everything. Anyway, I hope Im in the veto competition tonight because we want to keep the nominations the same. Sams great, and Im sure Kitty is a nice girl outside the house, but shes gotta go this week. Shes a little terrorist on purpose and no one wants to be around that."

Michelle nodded, going on to the next question. "What do you think about Rachel?"

Finn was caught off guard by the question. "Rachel is one of the few girls in the house that I dont feel like a dunce around."

Michelle smiled. "Thats all?"

"Well, I like spending time with her. We talk and get to know each other, and shes a cool chick. Were not in an alliance at all but I dont think Id be gunning to get her out any time soon."

"And what are your thoughts about your partner Kurt becoming so close to Blaine?" Michelle asked. "Tell the viewers how you feel about him sort of pulling away from his teammates of Adam, Kitty, and Tina to sort of associate himself with Blaine and Santana…"

Finn knew he needed to speak carefully because theyd twist his words for the drama of it all, taking special parts and putting it on the air if he didnt. "I love my brother. Kurt is smart, trust me. I dont exactly know whats up with Blaine—I mean the guy told me he was straight and he thought Marley was cute the first few days we got here so that romance thing isnt happening between the two of them. Theyre just friends. Its good to come here and make friends," Finn added. "If this comes back to bite him in the ass, Ill be here for him."

Michelle nodded. "So you think theres not even a little chance that Blaines interested in Kurt and vice versa?"

Finn made a weird face. What did they know that he didnt? "I dont think there is. Maybe I should watch closer…"

The team behind the scenes looked to Michelle and she nodded once more, lowering her headset. "Thats a wrap. Thank you, Finn. Excellent session."

Finn gave a smile which was probably laced with confusion as he stood up. He waved goodbye to the crew and walked out of the Diary Room and down the slender hallway. Once he stepped outside, he saw Kitty turn to look at him and shriek "Finally!" as she hurried in behind him. Kurt was with Santana making breakfast and Blaine wasnt anywhere to be found.

See, he thought. They arent always all over one another.

Rachel came out of their room with her clothing for the day, smiling when she saw him. "Whatd they say?"

Finn smiled. "They said theyll get us everything shortly."

Rachel smiled before turning away. "Youre the best, Finn."

"Youre the best!" Sam mimicked, flipping his blond hair back. Adam smirked and Finn rolled his eyes.

-B-B-

It wasnt that much later that everyone had finished eating and started to get dressed. Production told them that theyd be picking players for the Veto competition shortly. Basically, three players were already in the game—Santana, who was the HoH, and each of her nominees, Kitty and Sam. Because Santana was Head of Household and she nominated Kitty and Sam to be up for eviction, it meant they both were in danger of going home. All that would need to happen was the HouseGuests voting out whichever player they wanted gone during the live show. But the veto competition allowed a player the chance to change the nominations, meaning they could save either Sam or Kitty if they chose to do so. Being a part of the veto comp and winning it was a huge thing—it gave you the power to bypass the most powerful person in the house which was the HoH.

Blaine lay on his and Kurts bed as he watched the man pull a Polo shirt on. He really… really wanted to be in this competition. Not only did he need to win and get Kitty the hell out of the house, but he wanted to keep the power in his sisters hands. They were no doubt threats early in the game, and maybe that was a bad thing because everyone would pretty much be against them, but he didnt care. Go big or go home, right?

"Whatre you thinking about?" Kurt asked as he put his microphone back on. Blaine looked up at the ceiling of their rock and roll themed bedroom and shrugged a little. He could feel Kurt look back at him. "If youre sleepy you should consider going to bed before 5 in the morning. Its just a thought."

Blaine smiled and sat up. "Can you pass me my sneakers?"

Kurt looked down and found the blue Nikes easily. Since he cleaned up the room it was pretty easy to; there were no clothes on the floor or anything. He bent over and turned to hand them to Blaine, sitting on the bed beside him.

"Whats wrong?"

Blaine shook his head no. "Just hoping nothing backfires, I guess. We could have a solid first week if everything goes according to plan."

Kurt nodded. "Dont stress yourself out over it. Its way too early to be stressed out." He stood up and started to walk towards the door. "Hurry up."

Blaine nodded, stuffing his feet into his sneakers and tying them. Kurt had a point but he did want to stay focused.

"I said stop stressing, Blaine."

Blaine smiled and stood up. "Im not. Just go, will ya?"

Of course when they got into the living room, there were a bunch of dudes seated. None of the girls were ready yet. Theo from production looked bored as he stared down at his watch from behind his tripod. Kurt smiled at Finn, ruffling his hair a little before taking an open corner seat beside Adam. Blaine stared at the two of them before looking around and deciding that hed sit next to Mike.

Santana walked out of the bathroom first with Tina behind her and her brother couldnt help but laugh. Youd think the girls were going to a beauty pageant they were so done up. Brittany and Kitty walked out together—the best friends holding hands as they found places to sit on the couch. Eventually Quinn and Rachel came out, then Marley and Mercedes, and Kurt wondered if girls went anywhere not in pairs. Santana went into the Diary Room for what she needed and Kurt looked around at the group gathered in the living room.

"Do you want to participate in the competition or would you rather not be chosen?" Adam asked him softly. Kurt was shocked to hear his voice because they rarely spoke, despite being on teams. Kurt was sure that Kitty was feeding their coach all type of crap about him. "Id love to play," Kurt answered. "Im pretty certain that the first veto competition as always is the spelling bee and Im great at spelling."

Adam smiled. "Spell Supercalifragilisticexpalcaidocious."

"You cant even pronounce it correctly and you want me to spell it," Kurt said, laughing.

"Well you know what I meant."

"Do you want to participate?" Kurt asked back.

Adam nodded like it was the most obvious thing in the world. "One of my team members is on the chopping block, Kurt," he said. "I need to keep Kitty safe."

Kurt nodded before looking away. He wasnt sure if his mind was playing tricks on him or if Blaine had quickly turned away, pretending not to look at the two of them speaking. "I dont know if that would be the best idea for our games, Adam—"

"So youd keep the nominations the same if you were to win?"

"Quite frankly I would," Kurt told him. "Think about it. If we take her down, weve got Santana upset. Shes clearly a strong player. But if we keep it the same and quietly convince people to get rid of Sam, then were not waving a huge target over our heads."

Adam shook his head. "Im not afraid of a target, Kurt," he whispered back. "I would like Santana and your friend to know Im coming for them. I didnt play scared my first time around so why would I start now?"

Kurt shook his head, not replying. He simply watched Blaine talking to Mercedes and Sam across from them on the other sofa. He knew he seemed suspicious by trying to keep Kitty on the block but he did have an alliance he actually wanted to stay true to in Santana.

"I know that Kitty doesnt like you and you dont like her, but be smart. Shes on our team. Right now we need the numbers."

"And what happens down the line when weve kept her and then theres no more team? When its everyone for themselves?" Kurt asked him. "Then weve got an explosive, paranoid person in the house whose more than likely going to get us all out of here."

"So you are rooting against her?" Adam questioned softly with a smile. Blaine looked over at them again.

Kurt chuckled to himself and threw his head back, looking up at the high ceiling of the Big Brother house. "I cant win with you, Adam. Im thinking far in advance and youre thinking right here and right now."

Adam looked at Kurts soft features and smiled. He nudged the younger man a bit. "Youll understand my way of thinking when the people youre loyal to now throw you under the bus," he whispered.

Kurt dropped his head and looked at Adam as the HouseGuests around them spoke to one another and laughed at whatever was the topic of conversation. Adam looked sincere and shrugged, rubbing his arm before turning away. Kurt thought about what he said as he looked over at Blaine—Blaine who was of course staring back—but this time he didnt bother to pretend he wasnt. Kurt caught his eyes for a moment longer before dropping them. It was then that Santana came out of the Diary Room with a small burlap sack and stood at the center of the room, right in front of the monitor.

"Hello all. Its time to draw names of those who will compete in todays veto competition. As HoH, I will automatically be a part of this veto game, as will my two nominees Kitty and Sam. I ask that Kitty and Sam join me in the front of the room now."

Sam smirked as he stood up—his Captain America shirt hugging his body. Kitty smiled and did the same, prancing over to the front of the room behind him. They each took a spot on either side of an annoyed looking Santana, but in her defense she always looked annoyed.

"Well each draw one name at random, and that person will be in the competition with us for a chance to win the Power of Veto. I will draw first." She shook the bag and Kurt looked around the room. Finn was sat in between Puck and Mercedes and he looked focused, more than likely hoping to participate. Quinn was directly across from Kurt, sat next to Rachel, and she looked curious. Kurt wondered how good a competitor the two of them were. Schue was a few seats down and Kurt knew for sure he wanted to participate. He was a bit of a competition beast himself, though he usually let others do his dirty work in the past.

"My first pick is…" Santana unfolded the paper and laughed a bit. "Great. Adam."

Everyone laughed a little, a few clapping. Kurt felt a bit nervous but clapped too. Adam went to stand next to Kitty and smiled as Santana passed the bag to Sam. It was his turn to draw.

"Ive picked," he began, unfolding the paper. The excitement on his face dropped because he more than likely wanted Mike to be on his side. "Brittany."

Brittany fist pumped as she stood up and ran to the front, standing beside Adam. The bag was then passed down to Kitty who had to choose and she shook the bag a few times for good measure. Her odds were already looking good—she had her teammate Adam and her partner that she knew from outside the Big Brother house Brittany. Kurt shook his head.

"My choice is Blaine," she said, reading the paper and looking a bit pissed off. Santana clapped and so did a few others as Blaine stood up, smiling as he went to join the others at the front. He shared a look with Adam that was definitely going to be caught by the camera when the show aired.

"Great," Santana said. "Now I need to pick a host for our competition and I choose my girl and coach Mercedes."

Everyone wolf whistled and Sam smiled at her as she approached the front too, nodding and thanking Santana.

"Alright everyone, as your host Ive been instructed to tell you all to come with me into the storage room for our costumes."

Everyone stood up even though everyone wasnt in the competition and headed back into the storage room with the competitors. Kurt laughed when he saw the large chef hats, coats, and aprons. Thank goodness he wouldnt have to spend the next hour looking like Emeril Lagasse. Finn grinned as Blaine put on his hat and started to dance, and Adam helped Brittany into her costume before putting on his own.

"Once were all dressed, well meet in the backyard for the competition," Mercedes shouted with excitement. "Good luck to you all!"

The HouseGuests cheered and Kurt smiled, hopping down from the counter and patting Santana on the back.

"You got this, Chef Boyardee."

Santana smirked. "You better hope I do. I dont trust Adam as far as I can throw him."

"Ill handle that," Kurt answered, looking over at him. He saw Kitty and Adam laughing with one another as they tried their hats on, Blaine looking at them with smirks.

"Yeah," Santana turned around and faced the door. "Im going outside."

Kurt nodded, about to follow her.

-B-B-

As much as Kurt loved a good pasta, and as badly as he wouldve liked to be able to participate in this Power of Veto (POV) competition to help out his allies, he was not at all bothered by the fact that he was nice and dry on the sidelines.

Kurt watched the participants slide through mock pasta sauce as they pushed huge meatballs away and looked for letters. As per usual, the first POV was the spelling bee, just as he thought—contestants needed to find lettered tiles and spell the longest word correctly to win. Blaine stumbled through the slippery obstacle course and immediately started rummaging through the tiles, grabbing a few and running back to his station. They had been at this for about seven minutes already. Adams word was already a few tiles long and growing.

Santana hadnt put any letters on her board yet but she had them stacked in her corner. Finn looked at Kurt and then back at the competition. The both of them were tense but didnt exactly want to show it.

Santana, Blaine, Adam, Brittany, and of course Kitty and Sam were the participants in this competition. They were all a mess after running around in the pasta sauce and grabbing letters. Kurt was silently wishing that Santana or Blaine would come out with the victory here. Anyone else was definitely going to change the nominations and itd make Santana have to nominate a new person which wasnt something anyone was looking forward to right now. Mercedes was hosting and spoke when Kitty ran back over to her board.

"And it looks like Kitty is hustling along, as is Adam."

Mike bit his lip as he watched, and Schue cheered on all of the competitors. He was that type of guy. Kurt watched nervously as Blaine started digging through the red goo and wiping the tiles clean. He grabbed two and stashed them in the corner before heading back into the center of the pasta and getting even messier. Kurt took a deep breath because he knew for a fact the boy would try and approach him before showering all of that off and that really was not going to be acceptable.

Brittany seemed to be confused, but Kurt wasnt surprised by that. She had three letters; an S that was on the end and a D and an I. Rachel moved in closer to Finn to whisper something at the same time that Santana tripped over Kitty who had fallen and cursed.

"And two of the ladies take a spill," Mercedes announced.

Puck looked at Quinn and nudged her. "This is getting hot."

She rolled her eyes.

Blaine stopped what he was doing to go and help them up. It was kind of stupid because the others continued to get their letters and Adam seemed to be a bit further along now… C-O-N-?-I-, but he hurried back over to his stash and organized his letters.

"One minute and thirty seconds left!"

"Shit," Santana mumbled, organizing the word she was forming. Her strategy was to go no more than 6 letters because the others would be trying to spell something long and complicated like "dysfunctional" and not be able to finish in time. Shed watched this show enough to know. The word she was going for was ANGELS and she was half way there.

Blaine made his last trip into the center of the spaghetti, looking for the letters A and L. His word was BEAUTIFUL and he was just about there. Brittany closed her cover and Mercedes announced that she locked in, shortly followed by Sam. Blaine bit his lip, wiping off tiles and internally fist pumping when he found one of the letters. Almost there.

"Dude," Finn said only loud enough for those around him to hear. "Look at Adam… hes going into the tiles Blaine set aside."

Rachel and Marley looked over to Adam, as did Schue. Santana locked in her answer and turned around to see what Adam was doing—he grabbed a majority of the tiles and went back over to his area, spelling in his word. Afterwards he closed the cover and turned to face Kitty.

"Youre cheating!" Santana said. "Those were Blaines letters. He put them over there for a reason!"

Blaine finally found the last letter he needed when he heard his sisters shouting. He looked over to his station and saw the pile he formed destroyed. Kurt stood up and walked closer, as did the rest of the HouseGuests.

"Where are my tiles?"

Adam shook his head. "I didnt know they were yours… I just saw them there and I needed a couple letters."

Bold-faced lie, Kur thought.

"Fifteen seconds, Blaine," Mercedes said, not knowing what else to do. She couldnt exactly disqualify someone because she was merely the host. Production would need to do that. She looked at him and frowned a little as Blaine took a deep breath.

Kitty smiled as she saw everyone was locked in but him. "Hurry it up, kiddo."

Blaine hurried over to his pile and all that was left was B, T, I, and the two letters he just picked up. He felt himself getting aggravated as he spelled out a four letter word, sure to lose, and closed his cover.

The yard was dead quiet as the time expired. Everyone was sort of stunned. Adam wasnt the type to play dirty during his season so this… and Santana… she looked pissed, but it was nothing in comparison to Blaines face right now.

"Well before I let you guys reveal your words to us, let me remind you of the rules," Mercedes began. "The person who spells the longest word correctly will win the Power of Veto. Were going to start with Sam."

Sam wiped his saucy hands off on his abs and then lifted his cover, revealing his word. "I spelled AGRESSIVE."

There were a few snickers and Kurt looked at Blaine who was still visibly upset. He listened as Mercedes broke the news that his word was misspelled.

"Im sorry Sam, but that spelling is incorrect. Youre missing a G."

Sam looked disappointed, missing his chance to win the competition and remove himself from the block.

"Next is Santana," she continued. "Please reveal your word."

Santana lifted her cover and showed the word as planned. "ANGELS," she said.

"Thats a six letter word spelled correctly and so far you are in the lead," said Mercedes. A few people clapped including Finn before the towering man folded his arms again. "Next up is Blaine."

Blaine turned and opened his lid, showing the four letter word. "My word—after being sabotaged," he said, "Is TAIL."

Kitty smirked, turning her attention to Adam who remained stone-faced. Kurt shook his head, as did Tina. This was going to be the cause of some serious drama later on.

"Im sorry Blaine, but with four letters your word is not long enough to take first place."

Blaine rolled his eyes and stared at Adam.

"Brittany, go ahead and show us your word."

"I tried to spell antidisestablishmentarianism but I couldnt find some of the letters, so I chose PIG."

Marley laughed even though she didnt mean to, as did Puck when he heard Marley. That was going to be good for TV.

"Sorry," Mercedes said with a smile. "You spelled PIG correctly but it isnt long enough to beat Santanas word. Next up is Kitty."

Kitty opened her case and smiled. "I went with GLADLY."

Mercedes didnt want either Kitty or Adam to win, because with Kitty being on Adams team that pretty much meant hed save her from eviction this week. "Six letters! Youre tied for first with Santana."

Santana looked over at her younger brother but hed been staring straight ahead of him for quite some time now. She knew pissed off Blaine when she saw pissed off Blaine and she had no intentions of talking him down. Nope. She was going to let him loose.

"And that brings us to Adam," Mercedes said. Everyone already had a feeling that he was the winner… with him accidentally stealing Blaines tiles and all. "Whatve you got? This is for the win."

Adam smiled as he opened his cover and revealed his word. "I spelled CONTINUE, because my team and I are going to continue to be a threat."

Kitty jumped up and down cheering. Kurt and Tina exchanged a look before staring back out the competition site and it was then that they wondered if people getting upset with their teammates would come back to bite them in the ass.

"Congratulations Adam," Mercedes smiled and there were claps and cheers, probably sarcastic, echoing behind her. "Youve won the first Power of Veto!"

-B-B-

"Absolute bullshit," Blaine said, walking out of the HoH bathroom and staring at his older sister. Santana had been extremely quiet since theyd all gotten in from the competition. "Are you kidding me? He stole my tiles? How is that not a disqualification?"

Santana stared down at her hands. "If he saves her this is quite literally war."

"Hes going to save her, Santana. Wake up."

Someone knocked on the door and Santana sighed, falling back on the bed. "Who is it?"

Finn cracked the door open. "Its me. And Mercedes."

Santana nodded, looking over at them. "Come in."

Blaine shook his head and picked up his shirt.

"I talked to production and they said they wont do anything about it because its great TV. Plus Adam still has so many fans from his old season with Schue so this would be great for ratings."

"Fuck the ratings," Blaine told Finn. "I cant believe this. I wouldve fucking won—"

Stop talking about Production.

Finn swallowed. "Sorry."

"Fuck production," Santana said. "Fucking cheaters."

"Stop," Mercedes said, trying to calm everyone down. "Now chill out. I know this sucks and it does—"

"It does," Blaine said.

There was another knock on the door and Kurt poked his head in. "Hey… can I come in?"

Santana sat up and nodded. Kurt walked in and locked the door behind him.

"So Kitty and Adam are down there talking about who they think youll put up when he takes her off the block."

Blaine folded his arms over his chest and Kurt looked over at him, apologetically. "Im really sorry this happened," Kurt said. I lost so much respect for him."

"I dont even know what to do… who am I supposed to put up?" Santana looked around the room. "I dont have an issue with anyone else."

Kurt sighed. This wasnt what he wanted at all. "This is going to sound crazy but, right now Adam has the power. We need to talk to him and get him to see things our way—"

"Fuck that," Santana said quickly. "Im not bargaining with a cheater."

"We should listen to him," Mercedes said. "Kurt has a point. Maybe if we make a deal with Adam, hell leave the nominations the same and we can get Kitty out of here."

Finn frowned. "But that would expose our alliance… not that it isnt already obvious but. Yeah."

Blaine walked back into the bathroom, obviously not caring much about the conversation. They watched him go and Kurt sighed, wondering if he should talk to him.

"I dont know if it would expose us or not, but if we can make Adam see things our way then maybe we can get out of this unscathed."

Santana stared at them like they were crazy. "Theres no way Im making a deal with someone who blatantly cheated today. If hed do that to Blaine in front of literally everyone, what in the blue hell makes you guys think he wont backstab us now?"

Kurt sat down on the bed next to Santana. She had a point. "We dont have much of a choice, though. Either we talk him down, tell him he did something really, really stupid but were willing to forgive him for it if he doesnt take Kitty off of the chopping block, or you make a really hard decision and think of someone else to replace her with."

Finn exhaled into his hands as he rubbed his face.

Santana shook her head. "Well I guess we can get Puck up here and do a team vote. I know what I vote for, but I value your opinion." She stared at Kurt. "I swear to god you better not be biting me in the ass."

"I swear I am not… biting you in the ass."

Santana, please go to the Diary Room

Finn smiled. "Theyre going to get you for cursing out production."

Kurt lifted an eyebrow. "You did what?"

"Ill be right back," she said, standing up. "Dont eat all my food Finn."

He sighed. "Im following you out anyway."

"Same here," Mercedes added as she got off the sofa. With a smile at Kurt, she waved goodbye. "Im going to go talk to Adam and ask him what the hell he was thinking."

Kurt nodded. "I hope you have better luck than I do."

Finn closed the door behind them and Kurt stared at it as they left. He turned to the monitor in the HoH bedroom and saw a majority of the HouseGuests downstairs in the living room. It was pretty quiet though, and after the day they had he understood why.

Blaine came out of the bathroom after towel drying his hair. He looked a lot better than he had earlier having calmed down and gotten all the saucy gunk off of him, but Kurt could tell he was still upset. Honestly he had every right to be—he was cheated of a win, but at the end of the day this was still a game and they needed to plan ahead.

Kurt smiled at him as he sat down on the huge HoH bed. He got up to go and lock the door and returned to the mattress, picking up Santanas CD player and getting under the covers. "Come here, Blaine."

Blaine laid back on the bed and looked around the room. "Im sleepy."

"Youre always sleepy," Kurt smiled. "Come here. Ill stay with you until your sister is done in the DR."

Blaine looked back at Kurt and shook his head. He got up, crawling to the top of the bed and getting under the covers too.

"Ill actually let you cuddle me until you go to sleep. Hows that?"

Blaine laughed. "We only get to cuddle when were locked up in here? Are you ashamed of me?"

"Of course I am. Now go to sleep."

"Today fucking sucked. I hate your boyfriend."

"I dont have a boyfriend Blaine."

"Adam gets all starry-eyed when he looks at you."

"Well everyone does. Have you seen me?"

Blaine smiled, looking away and at the monitor. He could see Mercedes and Sam alone at the kitchen table and wondered what that was about. He was probably worried hed be going home and wanted to make things right before he did. "Ive seen you."

Kurt turned to face him. "Want to listen to 1989 with me?"

"I dont," Blaine said. "I want to talk."

Kurt nodded, putting the CD player down. "OK. What would you like to talk about? Did I tell you that Marley questioned me about my shirt this morning because she saw you wearing it once and assumed I stole it from you?"

Blaine smiled. "You didnt tell me that. Id rather talk about you and that asshole and why I get jealous when you talk to him."

"You get jealous?"

Blaine nodded.

Kurt smiled, looking away. "Hows the Jacuzzi in there? I need to win HoH soon. I want a nice bubble bath."

"Dont change the topic."

"Im not," Kurt said. "You said youre jealous. What more is there to say?"

"You can ask me why I got jealous," Blaine suggested. "And I can tell you that its because I like you and I know he does too."

"Doubt that," Kurt leant up on his elbow and turned onto his side. "And my parents will be watching this—well my dad and Finns mom, and I dont want to have to explain this conversation when I get home."

Blaine smirked. "Are you not allowed to have cute guys interested in you?"

"Are you implying that youre cute?" Kurt asked, failing to hold back his smile.

"I am." Blaine shrugged. "Anyway tell me about yourself. Tell me about New York… Ive always wanted to go there and you rarely tell me about yourself. You tell me about family and Finn and cheesecake but you never talk about Kurt Henry."

"Kurt Hummel."

"You see? I dont even know your last name."

Kurt laughed. "Well New York is great. The interior designing business is competitive there but I like it. I live in Brooklyn and I would still be there this moment if my stepbrother didnt drag me onto this show."

Blaine nodded. "Are you happy to be here now?"

Kurt nodded. "I am."

Blaine closed his eyes. "Im happy to hear that."

Kurt turned to face him and smiled, grabbing the CD player. "Im going to listen to Taylor Swift now."

Blaine smiled at that and nodded. "Have fun." He kept his eyes closed for a while, thinking about that day and everything that happened before turning to look at Kurt who had his eyes closed now too, jamming along to Blank Space.

He was happy to be there as well.

-B-B-

It was the next morning and the backyard was open again. Santana was one of the first few awake. She knew the Veto ceremony was today and more than likely that Adam would end up taking Kitty off of the block, which unfortunately would mean another week in the house with Kitty. Santana had no idea who she would put up for eviction next to Sam but she knew that she really wanted Kitty to leave.

You cant always get what you want.

She threw on a t-shirt and went outside. Schue and Adam were back there talking and being boring. Puck was up too but he was lifting weights on the opposite side of the yard. Santana looked away from him and over at Adam who smiled as she approached.

"Wow. Ms. HoH. To what do I owe the pleasure?"

Schue smiled. "Good morning."

"Hello," Santana looked at Adam. "Can I talk to you for a moment? I figure since you never came to me Id come to you—"

"I didnt come to you because Im not going to do what you want me to do," Adam since simply. "I dont care about any deals or anything. Im protecting my team first."

Schue looked between the two of them and then stood up. "Should I leave…?"

"You can stay," Santana answered quickly. "Listen Adam, Im trying to work with you here. Im HoH and you have the veto, and though I dont care for you Im acknowledging that we can be smart about this."

Adam smiled and looked down at the table, reaching for his breakfast. "What do you have to say?"

Santana sat down. "Schue here can be a witness. I have nothing to hide. Im not a cheater."

Schue looked at his friend who smiled.

"I didnt know that was Blaines pile—"

"Bullshit," Santana crossed her legs. "Lets cut to the chase. I can guarantee that if you keep Kitty on the block that no one on my team of Mercedes, Puck, and Brittany will come for you, nor will my brother Blaine. Furthermore," she continued. "If someone happens to put you on the block for eviction, we will vote for you to stay."

Adam was quiet.

"However, if you choose to save Kitty from going home this week, this deal wont be valid."

"Thats a big promise."

"Schue is right here. He heard me say it, and I am a woman of my word."

Adam looked at his friend and then to Puck who was walking over. "Blaine hates me. I cant imagine him not coming after me if he had power."

Santana nodded. "He does hate your guts after yesterday but were big enough to move past that… learn from our mistakes if you will. So what do you say?"

Puck stared at them.

"Ill think about it." Adam stood up with his cup of tea and nodded to the house. "Ill think about it."

Santana smiled before turning to Schue. "Well I guess thats all I can ask for."

Adam nodded. "Exactly."

-B-B-

"It must suck knowing that Im staying here, huh Blaine?" Kitty teased as she walked through the house. Blaine looked up from his chess game with Brittany who was ironically winning as the girl walked past. "It has to suck. Sucks even more that your sister put up Tina. Shes probably going to go home and Mike is going to send all of you home, one by one."

Blaine made his move, trying his best to ignore her. Santana was put on the spot after Adam took Kitty off of the block. She had to pick someone and chose Tina, knowing she probably wouldnt go home because everyone loved her. She was clean and nice and stayed to herself… But… the thing that Santana failed to realize is it looked like she had her target set on Mike. Sam was on Mikes team and Tina was Mikes wife and because of Santana one of them were definitely going home. It was going to be awkward sleeping in their room for the next day until eviction.

"God, I need to win HoH."

Brittany looked up at Blaine. "Whats that?"

He ignored her.

Santana opened the door to her room and walked over to the two of them. "I need to borrow you…"

Blaine looked at Brittany and excused himself. "Ill be back out."

"Ok."

Santana led the way into the bedroom where everyone was—Mercedes, Puck, Finn, and Kurt. Blaine locked the door behind them and crossed his arms. "Whats this?"

Kurt looked up. "Group meeting. Adam and Kitty are still here and if they get power next week, one of us is out of here for sure."

Finn looked at Puck who ran his fingers through his Mohawk. "Basically, we need to become official. We need an alliance name and we need to start kicking serious ass and running this house."

Santana jumped down onto her bed and threw the covers over her bare legs. She smiled at her little brother. "You can do the honors."

Blaine looked around at the five of them and smiled. "This is the type of shit I came here for…."

Mercedes smiled. Her ex was in danger of going home and she felt bad about that for some reason, but her eye was on the prize. "Give us a name, youngin."

Blaine smiled at Kurt. They were Team Zigzag and nothing was touching that. But this name was going to be legendary. After all they were going to turn this house upside down. "Weve got the brains in Mercedes, the muscle in Puck, the leader in Finn, the tactician in Kurt, the badass in Santana, and the sexy motherfucker in myself."

They laughed and Kurt rolled his eyes.

"Were six people ready for war," Blaine said as he dramatically paused. "Our name is the 5 Star Generals because thats the highest ranking you can get in the military…" he looked at the camera and smiled. "5SGs for short, those of you in chatrooms right now."

Kurt smiled at the face Santana made. "The 5 Star Generals. Its… different."

Puck stood up and went to slap five with Blaine. "Generals! 5SGs!"

Finn jumped up and clapped excitedly. "Woo! Lets go to war!"

Mercedes looked at Santana and laughed. "I told you to let me pick the name."

Blaine smiled. "Whats wrong with my name?"

"It sounds like a gang set," Santana said.

"Five Star Generals it is," Puck said. "Best alliance there will ever be in existence. Lets run this house." He put out his fist to bump Santanas. She looked at him before reluctantly doing it.

"Lets run it, then."