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[sonhewanted]

[To say Kurt's mirror is upset about his dad leaving the mansion is an understatement. He's freaking pissed, which is why the first thing the camera catches is a picture frame crashing against the wall. Violence and anger is always better than all the stupid crying that other Kurt was doing. He's not going to cry - he's just going to shout at the

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[notsoepic]

[All that crashing and shouting has driven Puck's mirror out of whatever hole he's been hiding in.

He peers at the camera, watching Kurt's mirror, thinking he's lucky he's not in that immediate area.]

Um. Sorry.

[He thinks he should say more but then his apology would end up being really long. Because it sounds like there's a lot of stuff going on for the other guy.]

[sonhewanted]

[Oh. It's that guy from before. Of course he'd see all this.]

What the hell're you sorry 'bout? It's not like y'did anythin'...

[It's kind of harsh, but the truth is he doesn't really want anyone feeling sorry for him. It's why he was having his fit in what he thought was the privacy of his room.]

[notsoepic]

[Oh crap. He withers a little.]

Yeah, but your dad's gone.

That's kind of... kind of a big deal.

[sonhewanted]

Whatever. It's not that big've a deal. I don't care.

[And he shoves his hands in his pockets like he didn't just break things against his wall. The master of denial, ladies and gentlemen.]

I don't care at all.

[notsoepic]

Okay... but it's still your dad, and I'm still sorry.

[He braces himself for the explosion.]

[sonhewanted]

[The explosion doesn't really come, surprisingly. It looks like it might, for a second, but then he cools off just a little.]

Guess I can't make y'not sorry, can I?

[Sigh.]

Why the hell do y'even give a damn anyway?

[He doesn't say it, but there's a silent "You didn't even know my dad and I've been kind of a dick to you" attached to that.]

[notsoepic]

[He looks visibly relieved. But still kinda down, because he feels bad for mirror Kurt.]

No, not really. It sucks to not have your dad around anymore.

Because, uh, some things are better when you've got someone else around.

[He wants to say 'a friend' but he doesn't think he'd agree with that.]

[sonhewanted]

[lolol hell no. He would never agree with that ever.]

Havin' someone else 'round ain't gonna magically make anyone come back. It just makes it all awkward and crap.

[notsoepic]

[Sigh. He just wants to help, the only way he can, since he can't bring his dad back.]

I know that. But stuff sucks a lot less if there's someone else around who hates what's going on as much as you.

[sonhewanted]

Look, stop tryin' to act like y'get it! 'Cause y'prolly don't. He wasn't your old man, alright?

[He can't help snarling a bit. As if this dork could ever actually understand him.]

[notsoepic]

But...

[That stings a little, and the funny part is, he really doesn't know why.]

I kinda do, even if he wasn't my dad.

[sonhewanted]

Yeah?

[He looks him up and down, scrutinizing him for trying to be nice.]

How the hell would you get it?