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Re: The Houseguest (7/?)akigarinOctober 17 2011, 13:35:27 UTC
Warning: Character deaths.
Burt glanced at the rearview mirror to look at the boys asleep in the back. Finn's head lolled back against the head rest, mouth hanging open, and he snored loudly. Beside him, Kurt was curled up with his knees to his chest, coiffed hair now mussed from where his head was propped up on the car door. Burt smiled fondly at the sight of them.
This was the last, real family vacation the four of them would ever have before Kurt went off to college and Finn to tech school. It had been a chore to get Kurt through these last two years of school, what with his condition, but they'd done it. His son, his baby boy, was going to a New York school just like he'd always wanted.
With a sigh, Burt fixed his eyes back on the rain splattered windshield. The wipers were working hard to keep the window clear. Thankfully, it wasn't raining too hard. He could see the road just fine.
"We almost there?" Carole asked from the passenger seat next to him, her voice groggy with sleep.
Burt glanced over at her just in time for the space in front of them to become bathed in the harsh light of an oncoming vehicle careening out of control.
The end of the world began in a crunch of glass and metal, and ended with Carole's startled scream.
Kurt was waiting for Finn, sitting up in bed with the covers pulled up to his waist. Finn hesitated at the door with milk and Kurt's medicine. The look on Kurt's face was unreadable, but after a moment, he patted the spot next to him. Finn smiled as he took a seat.
"I'm sorry," he said. "We can get a cake if you really want to-just no candles."
Kurt took his medicine from Finn's outstretched hand. "Whatever. Dad's dead. Carole's dead. Do we really need cake?"
"Oh, yeah." Finn nodded. "We need cake."
He stood back up as Kurt nestled down into his covers with a yawn. Their parents' wedding picture was, once again, what his eyes were fixed on as he drifted off to sleep.
Tomorrow, they'd have to be at Cameron's place for the guys' weekly poker game. Usually, Kurt stayed home with the housekeeper, but he'd have to along until they found someone new. Which might just take an eternity. Word had gotten out rather quick about Kurt's difficult nature.
Re: The Houseguest (7/?)puguitaOctober 17 2011, 18:51:19 UTC
OMG ... I don't really remember how the parents died in B&J (needs to re-watch!) but this was amazing. The boys asleep in the back and Burt being such a caring dad to them and Carole screaming and I just died.
Finn was a sweetheart afterwards and I love him to pieces for compromising on the cake!
Burt glanced at the rearview mirror to look at the boys asleep in the back. Finn's head lolled back against the head rest, mouth hanging open, and he snored loudly. Beside him, Kurt was curled up with his knees to his chest, coiffed hair now mussed from where his head was propped up on the car door. Burt smiled fondly at the sight of them.
This was the last, real family vacation the four of them would ever have before Kurt went off to college and Finn to tech school. It had been a chore to get Kurt through these last two years of school, what with his condition, but they'd done it. His son, his baby boy, was going to a New York school just like he'd always wanted.
With a sigh, Burt fixed his eyes back on the rain splattered windshield. The wipers were working hard to keep the window clear. Thankfully, it wasn't raining too hard. He could see the road just fine.
"We almost there?" Carole asked from the passenger seat next to him, her voice groggy with sleep.
Burt glanced over at her just in time for the space in front of them to become bathed in the harsh light of an oncoming vehicle careening out of control.
The end of the world began in a crunch of glass and metal, and ended with Carole's startled scream.
Kurt was waiting for Finn, sitting up in bed with the covers pulled up to his waist. Finn hesitated at the door with milk and Kurt's medicine. The look on Kurt's face was unreadable, but after a moment, he patted the spot next to him. Finn smiled as he took a seat.
"I'm sorry," he said. "We can get a cake if you really want to-just no candles."
Kurt took his medicine from Finn's outstretched hand. "Whatever. Dad's dead. Carole's dead. Do we really need cake?"
"Oh, yeah." Finn nodded. "We need cake."
He stood back up as Kurt nestled down into his covers with a yawn. Their parents' wedding picture was, once again, what his eyes were fixed on as he drifted off to sleep.
Tomorrow, they'd have to be at Cameron's place for the guys' weekly poker game. Usually, Kurt stayed home with the housekeeper, but he'd have to along until they found someone new. Which might just take an eternity. Word had gotten out rather quick about Kurt's difficult nature.
Finding a replacement would take a miracle.
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I don't really remember how the parents died in B&J (needs to re-watch!) but this was amazing. The boys asleep in the back and Burt being such a caring dad to them and Carole screaming and I just died.
Finn was a sweetheart afterwards and I love him to pieces for compromising on the cake!
I want to send you peanut butter cookies!
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