“Where did you hear about this car from?” Blaine asked Finn as he picked his way through tall weeds and a myriad of old, abandoned car parts.

“I saw the ad on Craigslist,” Finn answered, chipper as he bounded through the field, zeroing in on an aging car in the distance.

“But why here?” Kurt called to the teenager, picking carefully over gopher holes that sprouted almost as numerous as the weeds. “It looks like a scene from Deliverance,” he added under his breath.

“Well, to be fair, you said he got to pick the car you bought him for his birthday,” Adam added, tripping over a rock in his way. Dave caught his arm just in time.

“Yeah, but I guess I just assumed…”

“No assuming, Uncle Dave,” Eva yelled, sprinting out past him to catch up with Blaine, “it makes an…”

“Don't you finish that, young lady,” Kurt barked.

Eva stuck her tongue out as she latched onto Blaine's free hand. Blaine scrunched his nose, rubbing it against hers, and whispered in her ear, “It makes an ass out of you and me.”

Kurt rolled his eyes. Then his blue eyes went wide. They all stopped short when they saw it.

“This…is a car…right?” Adam asked, looking from one astonished face to another.

“In theory,” Dave answered.

“The car in question was a Mustang once, I'm assuming?” Kurt approached the vehicle, appraising the mound of metal critically.

“Finn,” Blaine said, addressing the boy, still making heart eyes at the broken down vehicle. “I promised you could have any car you wanted…”

“Good,” Finn said, “because I want this one.”

Dave shot Kurt an amused look.

“Who does that sound like?” Dave teased.

“Oh, Finn,” Kurt said, scrunching his nose at the discolored lump of metal that could barely be classified as a car. “It's covered in five feet of dirt.”

“I think that might be what's keeping it together,” Dave joked.

“I think there are actually squirrels living in here,” Adam offered, peeking underneath one of the wheel wells.

“Come on, guys,” Finn pleaded, “haven't you just…you know…you looked at something and known it was meant to be yours…forever?”

Finn looked over the car, seeing its potential.

Kurt looked at Blaine.

Dave looked at Adam.

All four men sighed.

“I'll call a tow,” Adam said, kissing Dave softly on the forehead and pulling out his iPhone.

“And I'll go pay for this lump,” Kurt said, pecking Blaine sweetly on the lips.

“Hey,” Blaine called. “Ask him if the squirrels come with the car.”