Among the many problems Kurt thought he would face with his career choice, fighting an invasion of space slugs was not even in the top 100 of his list.
Hacking through the crawling things before they can take over his ship.
Finn keeps on telling him that slugs are a necessary evil in a gardenpod, to keep them sustained in vegetables, but he is very apologetic about not keeping them under control.
When the New Directions welcome the Warblers on board, they welcome their Green Thumb, aka Trent, with even more enthusiasm than his peers.
“How did you keep your ship slugfree?”
As far as questions go, it is quite random, especially since it follows directly Kurt’s “Welcome on board” speech.
Trent doesn’t seem unphased and opens his leather bag to pull out a metallic can.
“My solution for slugs. And to make bread.”
“Beer,” Trent laughs. “Slugs love it just as my brothers do, but they drown in it whether we--”
“Drown in it too,” two warblers shout as they pass by, already switching their navy and red jackets for the New Directions’ white and red.
Trent chuckles. “We do drink a lot of it. I can them myself.”
“Gardner, baker and brewer?”
Blaine arrives just then, wrapping one arm around Trent’s shoulders. “My best asset,” he says with a wink before pulling Trent aside.
Finn starts talking about setting the beer cans all over the pod, but Kurt isn’t listening.
No, his eyes are drawn to what he considers to be the Warblers’ best asset.