Koska Kurt on vaan niin ihana ja sellane itsevarma! Ja vaatteet on RAKKAUS ♥ 1. Your favorite character
2. Your least favorite character
3. Character you’d date
4. Character you’d like to go shopping with
5. Character you’d like as your child
6. Character who would probably be your rival
7. Character you have most in common with
8. Character you look like the most
9. Character you’d bring home to your parents
10. Character you’d never bring home to your parents
11. Character you’d become best friends wiith
12. Character with your favorite voice/seiyuu
13. Character you’d go camping with
14. Character you wouldn’t mind being roommates with
15. Character you’d want to cook for you
16. Character you wouldn’t mind prancing naked for you
17. Your OTP
18. Character you wouldn’t mind having as a parent
19. Character you’d like to go karaoke with
20. Character you wouldn’t mind having as your butler/maid
21. Character you’d have in your party if you were in a RPG
22. Another OTP of yours
23. Your favorite character of the opposite gender of #1
24. Character with your favorite uniform/outfit
25. Character who would be your band-mate if you were in a band
26. Character you wouldn’t mind having as your boss
27. Character you wouldn’t want to run into in a dark alley
28. Character you’d want personified into a dog
29. Character you’d want personified into a cat
30. Character you’d want to cosplay as
Chris I just can't with you and your ninjutsu and your face and your arms and your ass and your legs and your moves and your eyes and your smile and your voice and your magic fingers and your FUCKING EVERYTHING
Cory tönäsee Chrisiä ja smack ja "What are you doing?!" ku Cory siirtää tuolia ja sit jalka sojottaa ilmas ku yrittää pysyy tuolil Jennan kaa sit kauhee death glare ja oh god
ja muutenki koko video, asdhfkgjhjk
mun naama on taas jumittunu johonki kestohymyyn lol
"Kurt," Carole looked at him with her eyebrows raised, "are you hiding something from us?"
"No," Kurt said, his voice jumping an octave, "nothing at all! It's just it's such a beautiful day! Why don't you two go downstairs and I'll make breakfast-we'll eat al fresco!"
"Kurt," Burt growled, "get away from the door and let me open it. NOW."
"Dad, my closet is super messy, and I don't-"
"Your closet is organized by color and designer Kurt, I seriously doubt that."
"Not designer," said the voice from the closet, "because I'm pretty sure that he has a McQueen next to a Marc Jacobs."
The blood rushed into Burt's face, turning it bright red. He looked like he was going to kill someone. Kurt plastered himself against the closet door, hoping that his dad still had hang-ups about killing his offspring.
"Kurt," Burt said dangerously, "I will give you to the count of three. If you have not moved by then, I will move you!"
"Hey Kurt," said the voice from the closet again, "you move me!"
"That's it!" Burt charged at the door, Kurt yelping and moving out of the way. Burt attempted to yank the door open.
"Dad," Kurt muttered, "the door has a lock on it from that side."
"Blaine Anderson, you open that door right now!"
"But you'll kill me!"
"Blaine," Burt said, trying to keep calm, "open the door please. Nobody is getting killed."
"I don't believe you!"
"Blaine, honey," Carole said, "come out of the closet!"
"I already have," Blaine giggled, "remember? I'm dating Kurt!"