Kurt's stomach was aching, and his throat was painfully dry. There were also patches of his tongue that refused to moisten, and if it wasn't for the tape over his mouth, Kurt was sure he would've been sick multiple times by now. Ever since he'd been thrown into this room by Sebastian, none of the Warblers had checked on him even once. He hadn't eaten or had anything to drink since the party he went to, which, if Kurt was guessing correctly, was two days ago. As his stomach loudly growled, Kurt let out a pitiful whimper as he curled into himself on the bed, the walls spinning around him.

Had they forgotten he was down here? Or were they deliberately ignoring him until Blaine answered back? Things had been quiet from upstairs, so Kurt had no idea. He hadn't even heard so much as footsteps in the time he was down here. It scared the hell out of Kurt if he was going to be honest. The Warblers being this quiet was never a good sign. But right now, Kurt didn't even care. He just wanted to eat or drink, because otherwise, he knew he was going to die down here.

Thankfully, just as he thought of this, Kurt heard footsteps heading downstairs. Lifting his head up from the pillow, Kurt watched the door, his heart thudding loudly as he watched the door being unlocked and swung open, waiting for Sebastian or Hunter to unleash hell.

But instead, it was a Warbler Kurt hadn't seen before. He probably wasn't all that important and just down here to check up on Kurt. The Warbler slowly entered the room and approached him.

"Sit up and move to the edge of the bed," The Warbler barked at him. Not wanting to know what would happen, Kurt got up as quickly as he could in his dizzy, starved, and dehydrated state and with his arms still bound behind his back. He scooted towards the edge of the bed, and looked at the Warbler expectedly. He walked slowly towards Kurt, and reached behind him. On instinct of feeling the boy's hands so low, Kurt brought his leg up, and with as much strength that he could muster, drove his foot directly into his stomach. It wasn't as effective as it would've been if Kurt had been at full strength, but the Warbler did back off slightly, "Ow!" He glowered at Kurt, grasping his stomach before looking behind him, "The asshole kicked me! Did you see that?"

"I did," Kurt gasped out when Sebastian slid into the room, "Hold down one of his feet. Next time he tries it, you'll barely feel it."

Kurt's whole body stiffened when he watched Sebastian approaching him, and the Warbler clamping his hands tightly to the foot that had kicked him. He eyed Sebastian cautiously as the taller Warbler dropped down on his knees, worried of what Sebastian was going to do when the Warbler lifted Kurt's foot on his knee, and practically ripped Kurt's boot off, carelessly tossing the shoe behind him aim. Sebastian gestured to the Warbler next to him to follow his lead and soon enough, the other boot was joining the other in Narnia, and as the two Warblers stepped back, Kurt winced as his bare feet made contact with the cold stone floor.

"Now, before you attack us," Sebastian said "We're just going to tie your hands in front of you instead of behind your back – Hunter's request." And with that, Sebastian turned around and walked out of the room.

Kurt just rolled his eyes now that he knew what was happening when the Warbler left behind reached behind his back. When the boy untied his arms, Kurt fully intended to push the Warbler back and make his escape. But when his arms were free, they just hung usually by his side. Kurt couldn't actually feel them at all. So, when his hands were tied in front of him, there was little Kurt could do but comply.

"Hunter wants you upstairs to talk, ASAP," The Warbler snapped, "So don't even think about attempting to run or fight."

Run? As if he would. Not that he knew Hunter actually wanted to talk. And that meant he'd finally get that damned tape off his mouth, and get a chance to get something to drink and eat. He had a feeling that he'd only get that if he was "behaving", so Kurt wasn't going to mess this up.

The Warbler didn't let go of Kurt until he was in the room where he was filmed, almost fleeing from it once his grip on Kurt disappeared. He quirked an eyebrow at how the kid was reacting. When he turned around and looked in front of him, Kurt was faced with a very disgruntled looking Hunter. Sebastian was nearby, behind the armchair occupied by Hunter, and wasn't looking in Kurt's direction. He was looking through some old book about show choir rules; Kurt wasn't sure if he was actually interested in reading the book or he was ignoring Kurt on purpose.

Hunter sighed heavily, and looked over his shoulder "Sebastian, bring him over would you?"

When Sebastian looked up, his eyes widened a little when his gaze fell on Kurt – so it seemed like Sebastian actually didn't notice Kurt was there – before smirking.

"Sure," He said, tossing the book onto the table, walking over and grabbing Kurt's arm tightly, "You know... I'm surprised you didn't come without a fight, Kurtie."

Kurt shot Sebastian a glare, but complied when Sebastian brought him to stand in front of Hunter. Hunter's irritated look never faltered as he clamped his hands onto Kurt's waist and pulled him onto his lap. Kurt shivered almost instantly when Hunter rested one of his hands on his upper thigh; the other had lifted Kurt's left foot on the arm of the couch and gripped onto his ankle.

"Where's Nightbird?" Hunter asked. His voice was surprisingly even despite the fact that he looked as though he could kill a baby right now.

Kurt was about to give Hunter a look of disbelief – how exactly could he answer him with this damned tape over his mouth? - when he felt Sebastian's chest pressing right up against his back. Kurt flinched as soon as he felt Sebastian's fingers brushing against his neck. He had no idea why Sebastian felt the need to do that, or bring his mouth right up to his ear, but soon enough he was peeling back the tape. So, as uncomfortable as he was, Kurt couldn't complain too much considering his current situation.

"Well?" Hunter asked, sounding a little impatient as Kurt let out a gasp after finally being able to breathe out of his mouth, "Where is he?"

"I don't -" Kurt wheezed out, struggling to speak, his throat burning from dehydration, "I don't know.."

"We know that you know his whereabouts, Kurtie," Sebastian smirked against Kurt's ear, whispering slightly "So, how about you stop playing dumb and just tell us."

"I told you I don't know," Kurt managed to hiss under his breath.

"Then what do you know?" Hunter sighed irritably and drummed his fingers lightly against Kurt's thigh. He then stopped to grip onto where he was tapping before, the feel of it causing Kurt to jump. "Tell us."

"I'll tell you what I know on one condition," Kurt rasped out. He wriggled forwards when Sebastian started stroking at his neck and breathing right in his ear. It had done nothing but bring him even closer to Hunter, but if Kurt was going to be honest, he'd rather be closer to him. All he was doing was touching up his thigh, and really, Kurt would rather that happen than Sebastian breathing down his neck.

"'On one condition?'" Hunter asked before bursting out with laughter "I don't think you're in a position to bargain, Hummel."

"Will you at least hear me out?" Kurt snapped at him. It was nowhere near as effective as Kurt would've liked it to be due to the fact that it was painful to speak right now, but it seemed to have worked somewhat as Hunter nodded.

"Fine then," He said, leaning back a little and started to run his hand down Kurt's thigh slowly "What's your condition?"

"I want something to eat and drink – everyday, not only this once," Kurt said.

"Fine," Hunter smirked, "I'll get you something to eat after you tell us."

"No, you get me something to eat then I'll tell you,"

"You'll tell us over the food then." Hunter said with an impatient sigh, "Anything else?"

"Yes," Kurt nodded "I want a proper bed and room to stay in because I nearly froze to death in there. And I want my hands untied."

"Fine," Hunter said again "I think we can arrange that, but -"

"'But' what?!" Kurt interjected, glaring up at him.

"But you'll be sleeping in mine or Sebastian's room. We'll alternate nights on where you stay, and you'll always eat with one of us too. Oh, and your hands will be re-tied for any more videos.

"Absolutely not," Kurt said so quickly, after Hunter had finished speaking, that he almost cut him off.

"Then you're staying in the basement," Hunter said simply "We'll have the meals every day, but that's all."

"That's not fair!" Kurt protested.

"I'm not running a hotel here, Hummel," Hunter let out an exasperated sigh, "And you're the hostage here. You're not even supposed to make deals, so you should be grateful that I even listened to you in the first place. You're still getting everything you asked for, but you're just going to have us with you. But I understand if we're that horrible you'd rather stay down there... alone."

"Okay, fine!" Kurt let out a groan. He really didn't want to have to do this, but at this moment in time, Kurt knew he had no choice. "Fine.. Deal. I'll... I'll sleep with you both in your rooms.. "

As soon as the words had left his mouth, Sebastian – who had remained so silent that Kurt actually forgotten he was there – leaned forwards and quickly untied Kurt's wrists.

"Glad for you to join us, Princess," He whispered in Kurt's ear, making the boy shiver again. He then brought his voice up to a normal volume. "I'll go make us dinner then. It should be ready in about...ten minutes" Sebastian started to head towards the door, smirking back at Hunter and Kurt for a few moments until he finally left the room.

"Do you know what...?" Hunter said after the sound of Sebastian's footsteps had faded. He brought up a hand and pushed Kurt's hair back, letting the hand fall and trail down Kurt's face. "I think we're going to have a good time..."

Swallowing back, Kurt closed his eyes tightly. Something was telling him that he was going to regret this decision.