He moped all over the household and stayed still on the couch watching the television all day until he fell asleep in that position. Burt and Carole would help him out at the beginning of the week, but towards the end, they kept asking him to help out with housework and to fill positions at Burt's business.

"Honey, I know how upset you are," Carole begun, "but if you just do something productive, it'll take your mind off of it. Maybe even help you in the long run."

Finn agreed and did what his mother told him. Kurt honestly thought that was the only reason Finn did anything. Because his mother told him.

Burt however would knock on his door late at night, 11:12pm precisely and check on how he was dealing with the whole situation. They would talk for about fifteen minutes, Kurt of course putting on an act, then Burt would leave and go to bed.

Normally, Kurt would either go to bed or sometimes sit on his window sill and look out into the night. Tonight however, he decided he would wander around the household. This didn't help that he was hungry and needing a Midnight snack.

When going down the steps, he noticed the living room light was still on. Finn, forgot to turn the light off again. But Kurt came to a surprise that Finn was still up. He wasn't upset or moaning about Rachel's death, but reading. Reading the newspaper from the previous morning.

"Hey, Kurt," Finn called out as he walked by, Kurt came to a sudden halt, "do you notice something weird going on?"

Kurt being confused just said, "No."

"Well," Finn shifted his seating, "the paper says that there's been multiple missings in Ohio."

Kurt shrugged his shoulders, "There's multiple missings everyday."

"Yeah, but all in Ohio?" he looked Kurt in the eyes, "Don't you think it's weird that they're all in Ohio? And that the number of missing people has been growing?"

Kurt hesitated, but as he was about to retaliate, Finn spoke again, "I don't know. It just got me thinking about why people would take some random people away? Oh and how- what does it say here," Finn asked as he re-read part of the article, "they've been tortured apparently. There's been blood at some of the sights left behind."

Kurt's thought's started racing, How has blood been left behind? The Master's are there to clean it up! Master's never get caught. Did any Warbler mess up? Who? Wait, was it actually a Warbler or maybe another serial killer here in Ohio?-"Kurt?" he heard Finn interrupt his thoughts.

"Umm, yeah?" he shook his head.

"You were off in La La Land," Finn smiled and chuckled, "You alright?"

Kurt softly smiled, "Yeah, I'm fine."

He walked into the kitchen and decided to get himself a piece of fruit to munch on. When walking back to the steps leading up to his room, he halted as he reached the bottom of them and turned towards Finn, who was now trying to figure out the crossword puzzle.

"Finn?"

His step-brother looked up with sleepy eyes, "Huh?"

"Can I read that paper?"

"Yeah, sure! Just don't finish the crossword for me. I want to do it myself," Finn yawned.

After Kurt retrieved the paper, he tucked it under his arm and trailed up the steps. He disected the article for any clues as to whether the Warblers or their names or descriptions have been mentioned. After an hour and a half of disecting as much as he could, he finally decided to get some rest.

"Anything else in before we dismiss for the day?" Wes raised his gavel. He looked around the room and saw no one making a commotion. He knocked his gavel down twice and thus everyone was dismissed.

The Warblers started gathering their papers and belongings and conversing of their plans after school. Kurt however bustled into their Common Room, "Guys! I have something!"

"Sorry, Kurt," David got up from his seat and started walking off, "We just dismissed the discussion."

"No, you have to listen to me!" Kurt yelped, he began taking the newspaper out of his satchel, "We been cau-"

"Kurt!" Thad raised his voice, red seeping into his eyes, "David said we were done for today. Next meeting."

"Is... Isn't it supposed to be Blaine's ultimate decision?" Jeff piped up, then quickly retrieved. He was sitting on the couch next to Nick as always, and hunched over, avoiding everyone's gazes.

David shook his head in disbelief and looked over at Blaine, casually laying sideways in the throne, legs over the edge and head laying on the back with his eyes closed, "The meeting is over Blaine. That's the rule!"

Blaine blinked his eyes open and smiled, "Let him speak."

"Blaine!" David and Thad called out.

"I said, let him speak," Blaine enunciated, "Jeff is right. I have the ultimate decision and I want to hear what... is... so... urgent," he looked up at Kurt.

Thad threw up the paper in his hands, "Unbelievable! All of a sudden we change the rules," everyone heard him complaining and ranting as he walked out of the Common Room and through the halls before all was silent again.

"Kurt?" Blaine said again.

"Oh, um," Kurt made his way to the front where the Master's table was and held out the newspaper, folded on the article of choice, "We've been caught."

An outburst was raised among the Warblers, "What?" "When?" "By whom?" Blaine quietly held his hand out as he made eye contact with Kurt. A beckoning motion from his fingers was made for him. Kurt immediately raced towards him and gave the paper to Blaine as he sat up correctly in his seat and began reading.

In some short seconds, Blaine stood up and began pacing the room, still reading the article, "Apparently, there have been missing persons and bloody trails recently and more than once," he stopped at the head of the room by the Master's desk and looked around at the Warblers, "No one has left a mess recently, have they?"

Blaine looked around the room and gulped. Kurt saw that Blaine's eyes showed the smallest sign of fear that they may have been caught. Kurt believed that this must have been a rare time anyone has actually saw Blane Anderson afraid of something in his life. And he had every right to! For if the Warblers were caught, Blaine had no food and if Blaine had no meals... he, himself, would most likely perish.

Nick sighed and buried his face within his hands, "I... I..."

Everyone looked at him, hoping to hear what Nick had to say, "Nick?" Blaine softly called out and took a step towards him, "What happened?"

"I... went ahead and," Nick started, pausing every couple of words to find the right ones, "practiced for myself and... may have accidentally left blood behind..."

Some Warblers' jaws dropped and some started babbling. Nick sighed again and gulped, "I didn't know a deer could make that much of a mess okay?"

Blaine hitched his breath as well as did some others, "A... a deer?"

"Yes," Nick continued, "I wanted to practice my method. So I went out a week ago and hunted for a deer. I thought it would be the same thing! So I eventually got it, but I didn't know that deers left that much blood behind! I tried to kick the dirt over the blood to hide it, but I guess that wasn't good enough, huh? I left the deer there. I guess it would make people think that some hunters shot it down and just left it there, right? ...Right?"

Blaine began to chuckle softly. The chuckle grew louder and other Warblers began to follow suit, until there was laughter held throughout the room, "Oh, Nick," Blaine broke the laughter, "You really had me scared. You had me even terrified! Come here, Nick," Blaine sat on the Master's desk and patted the wood next to him.

Nick went up and took a seat next to Blaine, ducking his head low and hunching his back and shoulders. Blaine clapped his hand on Nick's back and rubbed a small circle on an area before stating, "I like that you tried to go out and practice on your own. However," Blaine leaned towards the other boy, "what did I tell you about hunting for victim's by yourself?" Blaine raised his eyebrows waiting for a response.

"I'm not supposed to go out hunting by myself unless a Master has said that I am ready to up a level or to do so," Nick said as if he were reciting a book or manual.

"And you shall follow the rules and do as it says, correct?" Blaine eyed Nick carefully.

Nick looked at Blaine in his eyes and nodded quickly.

"Alright then," Blaine clapped Nick's back once again, "You can go back to your seat."

Nick hopped off the desk and went back over to sit next to Jeff, who was just as wide-eyed as Nick.

"I think we're done with our meeting officially," Blaine said among the Warblers, "Unless anyone else has anything to say?" he peered around.

No one uttered a word or moved as Blaine looked, "Then I guess your dismissed," he looked over at Wes and nodded. Wes understanding what Blaine wanted, took out his gavel and banged it twice upon the wooden desk.

Kurt walked up to Blaine, who was still sitting on the desk, and stood in front of him. He reached out for his hands and held them within his own. Giving a kiss on his forhead as well, "You alright, Blaine?"

Moments passed before Blaine nodded as his response. He smirked at Kurt, "Yeah, just... a lot on my mind."

Kurt waited until all of the Warbler's had left before moving a strand of Blaine's hair out of his face and tucking it behind his ear, "Like what?"

"Well," Blaine sighed and slouched over, "I was thinking about... what would happen if I got caught, you know? Because seriously, what would happen if authorities found that we were behind a lot of the murders and such. And even worse! What they would think and do with us if they found out I was... was..." he looked up into Kurt's eyes, "You know."

"A cannibal," Kurt finished his sentence.

Blaine looked into Kurt's eyes even deeper, as if he was lost in them. They grew large and his mouth gaped open a bit. He then snapped out of his trance and nodded his head, "Yes. Exactly."

"The way your team works, you'll never be caught!" Kurt smiled and laughed.

Blaine joined and smiled up at Kurt, "You think so?"

Kurt nodded, "I know so," he leaned forward and was meant to give him a short, yet meaningful kiss on Blaine's lips. However, Blaine took things forward and locked their lips together. Holding the feeling for a while.

Kurt stepped forward and wrapped his arms around Blaine's waist, clasping his hands together on Blaine's back. Blaine reached up and held Kurt's face as he opened his mouth a little more and licking Kurt's lips. Kurt opened more as well and Blaine took the chance, letting his tongue enter and feeling around. Kurt took his chance as well and explored a cannibals mouth.

He noticed that his teeth were sharper then a normal persons teeth, but they felt so good scratching against his tongue. Blaine was so warm and wet. Kurt took in Blaine's scent and feel and sighed against the other's mouth. He could feel Blaine rubbing his thumb on his own cheek and the tips of his fingers playing with his hair ends. Kurt felt Blaine's strong back muscles and wondered how Blaine got them that way. He may have to ask in the future.

When they finally parted, leaving only the tips of their noses to touch, the smiled at each other.

"That was wonderful," Kurt whispered.

"I'm glad you enjoyed that," Blaine said calmly as he fixed his blazer and posture.

"What now?" Kurt reached out for Blaine's hands and clasped them within his.

"Are you hungry by any means?" Blaine smirked, "We can go grab something really quickly before going home and... studying," Blaine leaned forward and winked.

Kurt's smile tightened as he tried to tame it from being too big, "Why yes, that would be enjoyable."

Blaine smiled back, "Good," then hopped off the wooden desk and went over to the kitchens to grab his food before going out with Kurt. They clasped hands again and decided to go to the nearest burger joint in town, knowing and fully expecting what was going to happen afterwards.