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It was just an average, typical Sunday afternoon in the Hudson-Hummel household. Burt was off working the plans for the outdoor grill and patio he wanted to build before summer arrived. Carole was off at the grocery store. Kurt was... well, Finn wasn't sure what Kurt was up to, probably catching up on the latest fashion trends or something. And

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Downstairs, Finn wandered over toward the vase to survey the damage. It didn't look too bad to him, just a dozen or so big pieces and a few smaller ones. He could fix this, right? It wasn't the end of the world. Broken things weren't all that uncommon. Just last week he'd broken the legs out from under a chair. A little glue and that chair was as good as new. Mostly. How hard could the vase be? The sound of a voice calling from upstairs shocked him out of his thoughts. Kurt.

Kurt would know what to do. At least Finn hoped he'd know what to do, because at present he was frantically picking the pieces up and trying to piece them together with absolutely no luck whatsoever. Clearing his throat, Finn replied, voice trembling. "Sort of? I broke something. Do you think you could come down and help me?"

Awww boo. Good luck with those exams. Try to get plenty of rest and stuff too

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"Oh my god"

It was difficult not cringing at the horror he heard in Kurt's voice. Sighing, Finn gave up all hope of being able to simply piece the darn thing back together, letting the shards back onto the floor.

"I was a little careless with where I threw my controller," Finn mumbled as his face fell into a frown. "Do you think Mom would believe it if I told her that aliens did it?"