Sebastian at the Lima Bean

Hey guys! This is my second Glee fanfic. I own neither the show nor the characters. Without further ado, here's the story.

(Sebastian at the Lima Bean)

Sebastian's eyebrows lift as he sees Kurt heading his way, wearing a Lima Bean apron. "Well aren't you a sight for sore eyes? I would say 'I told you so', but it seems redundant at the moment, don't you think?"

Kurt put on the most saccharine smile he can muster as he walks over to the table. "Hello, Sebastian. How may I help you?"

Sebastian peruses through the menu. "Gee, I don't know. Maybe a cappuccino. Or maybe a coffee. I do like my coffee like I like my men."

"Hard to choose?"

Sebastian looks over the top of the menu. "Small and dark."

Kurt folds his arms. "I didn't know you had a fondness for rodents."

"Well, the thing about rodents, they're more persistent and durable than something like, say, porcelain. By the way, how does it feel to have all of your dreams dashed?"

"Many artists have to work hard before making it big, so my dreams haven't been dashed, Sebastian."

"Yeah? And where has all of that hard work gotten you?"

Before Kurt can respond, someone from the other table yells at him. "Excuse me?" exclaims Harmony, "I'm spending all night perfecting my Evita, and I need my caffeine!"

"Coming" says Kurt as he leaves Sebastian's table.

"Well" says Sebastian, "I can see that the service at this place has gone downhill as well."

Sebastian begins to play on his phone as Kurt assists Harmony. Five minutes later, Kurt returns to the table. "Why don't you order a café mocha like always?"

"I'm impressed. You already know my drink order. Perennial waiter in the making."

"I'll take that as a yes, and put you down for a café latte. You have five seconds to change your mind."

"And in five seconds, I'll be chatting with your boss about the poor service I had."

"Would you rather me get you a slushy with a spoonful of rock salt?"

"Ooh" says Sebastian as he folds his arms, "Look who's grown a nasty streak."

"You're the one who said you were going to be nicer this year."

"This is me being nice, Kurt. I will take that café latte, and don't spit in it. I know all manners of bodily fluids."

"With all of the crap that comes out of your mouth, I believe you."

With that, Kurt goes to get Sebastian's order, coming back in three minutes.

"Thank you for the excellent service" responds Sebastian, "My drink came in a timely fashion, and you were kind and courteous. How about a whopping zero for tip?"

Kurt laughs. "I am a highly-trained mechanic. I won't be thrown out in the streets due to you not tipping me."

"That makes me wonder why you're working here instead, but I know why. You can't mess up your precious baby hands with manual labor."

"At least my hands are doing something productive. What do you use yours for?"

Sebastian smirks as he stands up, drink in hand. "This was fun, you serving me. We should do this again sometime."

"You're right. Oh, and by the way, remember Grande nonfat mocha."

"I would never drink that. Why would I remember it?"

Now it's Kurt's turn to smirk. "Because in six months, that's what you'll be serving me."

(Sebastian at the Lima Bean)

So, this is the end of the story. I came up with this because it was such a missed opportunity to not have Sebastian respond to Kurt working at the Lima Bean, especially since he predicted it. I hope you all enjoy this story, and thank you for reading!