(Finn is making a Grilled cheese)
Finn V.O: It all started a week ago. I was super hungry, but my mom was gone so I busted out the George Foreman. It wasn't making the cool grill marks it used to after I tried to use it to dry my shoes but when it comes to grilled cheese, I'm not that fancy. And when I pulled the sandwich out, I saw the face of God- Literally. I had made a grilled "Cheesus."
"The hell?" everyone asked, frowning.
Finn: I'm so hungry.
(He cuts it in half so the "Cheesus" part isn't gone, just the non "Cheesus" part is.)
Finn V.O: I'm not the most religious guy- I sort of worship Eric Clapton and Ochocinco- but this was different so I decided to see what it felt like to, you know, pray.
Finn: Dear Grilled Cheesus first of all, you're super delicious. Please, Grilled Cheesus- please let us win our first football game. It would mean so much to Artie, and I think you kind of owe it to him. I mean, you did sort of screw him in the leg department. And in return, Cheesy Lord I'll make sure we honor you this week in Glee Club. (The Football team won its first game.) Thank you, Grilled Cheesus.
"God was making sure Finn didn't back out." Stasia said, shaking her head as Kurt sighed, what happened that week was still a sore subject, but it still happened, and Kurt has learned to live with that.
(Burt lifts a car in his auto shop, Kurt walks in)
Kurt: Hey, Dad.
Burt: Hey, that's my boy.
Kurt: You forgot your breakfast. Suzanne Somers says that skipping breakfast is suicide.
Burt: (confused) What is this?
Kurt: It's an egg white wrap on a sprouted wheat tortilla half a grapefruit and a green drink. Stasia said it's supposed to be really good, and you can trust that girl to know what's good and what's not with anything, so I'm not fighting her on it. (Kurt waves his hand)
"This is the week we officially became besties." Stasia said with a smile as Kurt nodded with his own.
"Yes it is! Sad it had to happen the same week as... You know." Kurt said sadly and Stasia nodded with a sigh.
Burt: Where's my usual breakfast?
Kurt: A Coke and two Slim Jims?
Burt: Yeah. Breakfast of champions.
Kurt: Dad, you are not a kid anymore. You have to start taking care of yourself.
Burt: I guess with enough hot sauce, this will be all right. Thanks. (Kurt rolls his eyes) Yeah. Hey, don't forget, Friday night dinner is 6:00 instead of 7:00 this week. Carole and Finn are coming over and she has to work the night shift.
Kurt: I can't do this Friday. Uh, sing-along Sound of Music at the El Royale Theater. It's a once-a-year event.
Burt: Last week you had to camp out early so you could be first in line for those Grey's Anatomy DVDs.
Kurt: Season six, Dad.
Burt: Those Friday night dinners are a ritual in our family- one your mom started.
Kurt: I know, but I'm a teenager. Friday nights are kind of important to me. Why are you making me feel guilty about this? I, of all people, know how important the relationship is between you and Carole.
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Someone New
Fanfiction"Is it too good to be true? The way I feel with you Maybe it's just in my head Yeah I've been here before On love I closed the door Tryna save the heart that's left Oh no I think I may be falling again Don't know how this story is gonna end Oh i'm t...
