AN: Okay, this plot bunny chased me around my house today. So…yeah. Well, this is my second plot bunny.

By the way, feel free to drop by any prompts.

Disclaimer: The closest I've got to glee is two glee books for the guitar and clarinet, a picture based on Lea Michele, a piece of paper with glee quotes, a diary full of glee stuff and a magazine with an interview with Lea Michele. So…no. I don't own glee.

Hey, K. U OK?

Blaine

So, you don't type out my name or 'you' but you do type out your name? Dapper.

K

Haters gonna hate.

Haters could do a lot worse.

Where are you?

Glee. Rachel's doing her daily solo.

Where's your choir room?

Next to the AV room- why?

Thx for info.

Blaine, don't try to go all 'gangsta' on me. No text speak either.

Wish me courage?

Am I supposed to say 'Good courage' now?

Thanks.

'Okay, Kurt, who the hell are you texting and is he hot?' Santana smirked. Kurt looked up with a shocked expression. Rachel had finished singing ages ago and everyone had been watching Kurt text Blaine.

'Kurt, as much as I would like to throttle you for not listening to my fabulous rendition of 'Judas', I am very happy for you. I know how amazing it is to be in love and how difficult it must have been to find a fellow gay person who isn't taken.'

'Rachel, as much as I love you, I won't hesitate to shove Santana's ponytail down your throat.' Kurt deadpanned. His phone vibrated, signalling a text and Kurt snatched up his phone and eagerly read the text from Blaine.

Rachel seems scary. Nice comeback though ;)

Kurt rolled his eyes, stood up and walked to the door. He stuck his head outside and glared at Blaine.

'Can I come in?' Blaine asked sheepishly.

'With your hands up.' Kurt smiled. Blaine grinned as he threw his hands up in surrender.

'SPPPIIIIEEEESSSS!' Rachel shrieked.

'Kurt, who the hell is this?' Puck demanded.

'A Gargler.' Kurt said, rolling his eyes.

That was when the choir room exploded.

'GUYS!' Mr Schuester shouted. He barely managed to calm the glee club down, before Blaine began to climb onto a chair.

'Oh god, not again.' Kurt mumbled.

'Nude Erections!' Blaine declared.

'Wanky.' Puck commented.

'We're not called the Nude Erections.' Quinn corrected Blaine. 'We're the New Directions.'

'Sorry. New Directions!'

'Do you usually grow really quickly?' Brittany asked.

'No, according to Wes and David, I don't grow at all. As I was saying, I am Blaine Anderson and I am a Warbler. I just want to say…hi.' Blaine flashed everyone a charming grin and all the girls and Kurt melted slightly. The boys, except from Mike, glared at the weird short person who just climbed a chair. He was making them look bad in front of their girlfriends!

'Smooth.' Mike grinned. 'I'm Mike, one of this club's best dancers.'

'Oh.' Blaine said, hopping off the table. 'I'm Blaine and I'm a terrible dancer. I just kind of hop everywhere.'

'Like the Easter Bunny?' Brittany asked.

'Yeah.' Blaine said. 'You're funny.'

'You're hot.' Brittany retorted.

'You're a good dancer.' Blaine smiled.

'Santana's also pretty hot.' Brittany added. Artie frowned. 'So is Artie, but he's more sweet than hot.' (BARTIE AND BRITTANA.)

'I know I'm hot.' Santana smirked. 'Brittany's right though, you are pretty hot.' Santana sidled up to Blaine, smiling suggestively and raising an eyebrow.

'Wanna do the dirty?' She asked.

'Oh shit,' Blaine choked. 'Why does this always happen to me?'

Rachel glared at Santana. 'Santana, stop fraternizing with the enemy. You too, Kurt.'

'Rach, I love you and all that, but can you use words I understand?' Finn asked.

'Rachel, I think I'm going to carry on 'fraternizing with the enemy'.' Kurt said lazily. 'After all, he is helping me with my problems.'

'Hey, hobbit. You didn't answer my question.' Santana said, interrupting the sudden silence.

Blaine pulled out a pair of pink sunglasses and put them on. 'Sorry, but I'm not really attracted to you. Well, your gender in particular.'

Santana smirked.

'Damn, all the sexy ones are gay.'

'I'll take that as a compliment.' Kurt and Blaine said at the same time.

'Blaine, as lovely as it was to meet you, would you mind vacating the premises?' Rachel asked.

'Sure. Kurt, coming?'

'Wouldn't miss it for the world.' Kurt grinned. He took Blaine's arm and they both smiled at each other.

'Are you guys, like, dating?' Finn asked.

'We're just friends!' Kurt said.

When they left the room, Mercedes smiled.

'All right! I'm starting a betting pool- when will Klaine happen? Place your bets here!' Mercedes laughed.

There was a moment of silence, before everyone began to place their bets.

'Why aren't you participating?' Quinn asked Mercedes.

'Are you joking, white girl? Kurt's gonna tell me when they get together. I just know it.'

AN: As I was saying before, you are WELCOME to drop by any prompts. But no flames. Save the flaming for homophobes.