I am in misery

[kurtsy]

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[kurtsy]

I also don't want Ed to go to jail... That would upset Blaine and also I want that new album to come out some time soon.

But I also want to stab Dallen so I understand the impulse.

Blaine is too soft. I want to keep him safe.

[jonboy]

He won't. He's too clever.

Well, it's not a party until someone is stabbed.

Soft ones always end up in bad places. The tragedy of life.

I'm about to tell Edward so I may be gone for a few but I will update shortly on our status.

[kurtsy]

Okay. If you two can't come, I have to get my brother and Sam involved and they are sweet and strong but kind of emotional and dumb, so.

[jonboy]

We're in Pittsburgh

Should be in Lima by 8.30pm.

Shall we pick you up?

[kurtsy]

Yes. I don't know if I should let Dallen see me, but yes. I need to help Blaine.

[jonboy]

Then wait in the car.

Edward asked if you'd be there so I assume he would like you nearby.

Give us your address in a google link, I can add a stop off.

[kurtsy]

Done.

I'm sorry that I dumped Blaine. Just. In case Ed is mad at me over it.

[jonboy]

You dated him in high school, right? And he proposed?

If you're that guy then no, there is no hate.

we're 50 minutes away, we're going off the highway to get around traffic, might be 40 minutes.

[kurtsy]

Yes, we were engaged. I thought we were too young to get married. But I want him back now... I've never wanted to lose him.

Right. Is there a dress code for this kind of thing? Ed would know.

[jonboy]

You were too young. Good luck in the wooing, I believe Edward is rooting for you.

Edward went fashionably punk and I'm in a suit he hates so honestly, go as you like

Rebel without a cause 'vibes' are encouraged.

[kurtsy]

All right, I think I can match those vibes.

We are not really killing anyone, right? Because I have procured some swords.

[jonboy]

Fuck it, bring them!

Why the hell not?

We're coming off highway 71, should be less than half an hour now.

[kurtsy]

Okay. I'm in the parking lot scaring people with my swords.

"I'm starting to think he actually has swords," Ed commented after Jonathan finished reading the message to him. He was focusing on driving, buzzing with nervous energy. He was feeling anxious, angry, worried and a lot of other emotions he couldn't properly express right now so he just glanced at Jon from the side. "I can't believe I'm going there with Tommy Shelby. What, do you want to beat up that asshole by order of the Peaky Blinders? You look like you're cosplaying."

[jonboy]

You sit tight, almost there

"I have worn this outfit every single day of my life, son. I ain't changing cause of some shitty show." Jon had no idea what the Peaky Blinders were but he was not changing what he wore cause Edward was annoyed by it. "We'll get the kid, and his swords, and we'll go get your Blaine back. I really hope he has swords." It just seemed too much fun to tell him no. He took off his cap and used it to hit Edward with. Playful, wanting to knock him out of whatever thoughts he had.

"It's gonna be fine."

[3rs]

"Sure, it's gonna be fine. Or he's dead, that is a possibility." Edward was just putting it out there, clearly being entirely reasonable. He grabbed Jonathan's cap from him by taking one hand off the steering wheel and so he could put it on his own head. He adjusted it by looking in the rear view mirror, then mercifully focused on the road again. "I should have checked in with him sooner. I should have come here and just checked on him. Why didn't I do that, Jon? Why am I such a self-involved, insufferable piece of shit?"

[jonboy]

"PTSD and histrionics." Jonathan informed him as he looked at the signage, making sure the satnav wasn't leading them astray. Ed liked all his fancy tech but Jon liked to read signs and posts, they tended to give a better picture of things. "He didn't talk to you. He's a kid, they get melodramatic and you're busy, you're on tour. It's a combination of factors."

No one was to blame. "We'll get him. He's probably fine, nothing he can't get through."

[3rs]

"What do you mean, nothing he can't get through? He's like a Ritz cracker, he crumbles at any obstacle. His boyfriend is too busy to talk to him, he just about but not really hooks up with some lighthouse to get dumped. He's single, he falls in love with the first straight guy that's nice to him." It was way too easy to cite these instances. "He gets back together with said boyfriend just before he graduates? He proposes. His fiancé is better than him at stage-fighting and he freaks out because he thinks he's gonna think he's too good for him now. His fiancé actually dumps him because they kept fighting? He falls into a depression slump and drops out of college."

Edward stopped feeling he had made his point here. "I am not denying that I am overly dramatic, but you can see that he has tendencies towards the catastrophic."

[jonboy]

"I never said he'd handle it well, just that he would get through it. Fine is an okay state of being." It wasn't great but it was okay. Just fine was not a descriptor that most people found appealing but it didn't exactly give horrific connotations like terrible or awful. "His ex-boyfriend wants him back. Ex-fiancé. Whatever."

Blaine was not the sturdiest of boys, he would need someone with him. Jon often felt that Edward and his mother had to strive so hard to hide him from his father's bad side that they accidentally hid him from a lot of adversary that helped build character. That and genetics, of course he was a self conscious ADHD mess. "I hate to say it was inevitable but I can't say I'm surprised."

[3rs]

"I can't believe I didn't vet his new boyfriend. I didn't even do it with Kurt. I know Kurt now, but not well enough. Now he has swords, apparently. My brother was hooking up with a ninja turtle this whole time and I had no idea." Edward shook his head, following the satnav's instructions and taking a turn. He slowed down, since they were getting close to where they were supposed to pick up Kurt.

"I've been neglectful and may be the worst. Let's leave it at that." And then he stopped the car, frowning as he watched what he recognised as Kurt twirling his sai. "Huh. Never found him hot before."

Kurt spotted them and put the weapons into his bag, then jogged over to meet them. He got into the backseat, smiling shily. "Hi. Thanks for coming."

"He's always so polite, Jon. Isn't he always so polite? It's precious. Let's go fuck over a Mormon."

[jonboy]

"Darn right adorable, yes."

As Edward didn't waste any time moving the car forward, Jon wondered just how messy this was going to get and if maybe the kid should stay out of the way. When Edward was angry, he could get reckless and he imagined that was scary to someone who didn't know him. "It like your sai. You won't have to use it."

Jon felt he should assure him as he didn't seem to be sure when they were texting. He looked at Edward, amused. "Unless you have good cause, I suppose. Feeling stabby?"

[kurtsy]

"I mean. Yes, kind of. But also, I've never really... The only time I've been in a fight was when I interfered with a bashing and I was the one that ended up in hospital." So Kurt didn't exactly have the best track record. He frowned and pressed his lips together, then explained further. "They are mostly useful for defence, actually. Sai. In a sword fight, at least. They misrepresent that in media. I have a ninja star too but I just ordered that off the internet, I'm not sure what to really do with it."

"Well. Blaine had a giant crush on Raphael from the ninja turtles back when that live action movie came out so at least you're right up his alley. He drew himself on pizza dates with him." Adorable, Ed had to admit. "You should stay in the car, kid. This guy isn't gonna be that tough and Blaine will need you as soon as he comes downstairs."

[jonboy]

"Kurt, you wait in the car and I will go up with Edward." Because he didn't trust Edward. "We'll send Blaine down to you and if the Mormon follows, for whatever reason, and I doubt he will, just flash your sai for all to see." They were getting close now so he was gearing up, which meant rolling up his sleeves as he was sure there would be a fight. Especially if Blaine was hurt.

"We try reasonable before we go to assault, okay?" Jonathan reaffirmed with Edward. "Lawsuits are a hassle."

[3rs]

"If he's hurt my baby brother, then assault is reasonable," Edward retorted, taking the stairs. Sure, there was a lift, but he was pumped up with nervous energy, so walking upstairs might be the smarter move. He did want to keep himself under control, despite what he was saying. He wanted this to be as clean a break for Blaine as possible. "Blaine will need to pack his stuff. He loves stuff, he gets sentimental about stuff, so he needs the time to pack it or he'll want to come back for it. And the asshole could hurt him by destroying it. So he needs his stuff."

With that said, as they reached the right door, Edward stopped and rang the doorbell, then knocked. "Blainiac?! THIS IS ED!"

[warblainer]

"Ed?! Oh God." Blaine whispered to himself as he looked up from the couch. He and Dallen had been having an especially tense time since his attempt to dump him had ended with a long argument where Dallen punched him twice, swiftly apologies, un-dumped himself and then scolded Blaine for 'making him' do it.

Blaine looked at Dallen and then at the door. "That's my brother. I have to answer it." He just wished he didn't have a split lip. "He won't go away!"

[3rs]

"...just stay here, Blaine. I'll deal with him." Dallen didn't have a good opinion of Edward, having seen the cover art of his albums and a couple of concert and music videos. Too out there in a number of ways, he thought. Not a good influence on Blaine, that much was obvious.

He headed over to the door, made sure the chain was in and then opened it. "Hello. Blaine isn't feeling so well, you should really have called first."

"BLAINE! COME TO THE DOOR RIGHT THE FUCK NOW!"

"Do you have to swear?" Dallen shook his head in disapproval. "Please. This is a good neighbourhood."

"And a good fucking Christian household, is that it? Wouldn't want to ruin your reputation by being loud. Blaine, I'm serious. Come here or I'm fucking breaking this damn door down."