Hi! So, about the chosen couple, I'm sorry to any fans of other pairings, but Klaine was chosen.

Disclaimer: Glee does not belong to me. It belongs to Ryan Murphy and FOX, etc. Enjoy!

"Alright Kurt! That was good! Just try again and don't go too far this time! If you do, I always have the memory fixer and I still have some powers to help you when you're in trouble." Rachel said a little too perkily. Kurt groaned at the memory of his last attempt.

The only way to describe it was that Kurt and Blaine were going to have a very awkward conversation about those wet stains on his bed.

"Are you sure we have to do this again, Rachel?"

"Yes. We can't just have you appearing to a certain place, we have no idea who the council will appoint you to."

"Hey, you said it yourself. The council needs to get that stick out of their back-ends. They should let us pick our 'victim'." Kurt said.

"Hey, one, I never said that. Two-"

"Uh, yeah, you did." Kurt interrupted.

"Whatever. So, two, it needs to be someone we know. But it has to be someone who hasn't had experience in being a guardian before. After all, you wouldn't want a random stranger landing in your house and telling you all of this magical stuff. Wouldn't you be more likely to trust them if they were your friend?" Rachel asked.

"More facebook friends…" Kurt mumbled.

"Come on. We're going to keep trying. I don't care if along the way we go to Paris or the Empire State Building, you WILL get this." Rachel said, slightly shaking Kurt.

"Thanks Rachel. Ready to go again?" Kurt asked.

"Yep. This time try… Sam's house." Rachel said.

"Sure."

"Okay, remember the steps. Calm yourself and picture where you want to go. Then, concentrate." Rachel said.

"Okay. Let's try this again…" Kurt got nervous and began to hum Defying Gravity. Suddenly, his body fizzed out and landed at Sam's front door.

"Oh my gosh! I did it!" Kurt squealed in delight.

"Kurt? Did you make it?" Rachel asked, speaking into her headset.

"Yeah. What should I do now?" Kurt asked.

"Take a break, Kurt. You must be exhausted. Don't worry, you get used to it after awhile." Now that she mentioned it, Kurt did feel a bit lightheaded.

"Thanks Rachel. I'll just stay at Sam's house for the night." Kurt said.

They said their goodbyes and Kurt quickly hung up, wanting to sit down. These H&M jeans were NOT meant to be used to sit on a dirty sidewalk.

To Kurt's surprise, when he knocked, it was Sam's father that answered the door.

"Hello. Who are you and what are you here for?" Mr. Stewart Evans, Sam's father asked.

"My name is Kurt Hummel. I'm in your son Sam's glee club with him." Kurt said. Apparently Sam heard him because he heard a crash and then a startled, "KURT?" He saw Sam run towards the door as if in a mad frenzy.

"Hi Sam." Kurt said on shaky knees. Sam noticed this and guided him inside.

"Don't worry, dad. He's a friend of mine. We'll be upstairs." Sam said.

When they got situated on the bed, Kurt quickly collapsed on Sam's shoulder.

"First time successfully transporting?" Sam asked knowingly. Kurt simply nodded sleepily.

"Don't worry. My first time was much worse. Just go ahead and sleep. I'm amazed you lasted this long." Sam said, lying Kurt down on the bed.

It was times like these when Sam was reminded exactly why he loved Kurt. But he was off limits, otherwise Quinn and Rachel would yell at him. If they were crazy by themselves, they looked like they belonged in a horror movie together.

Kurt was awoken by Sam shaking him.

"Hey! Hey Kurt! Wakey wakey!" Sam whispered into Kurt's ear. Kurt blushed lightly at the realization, but quickly dismissed it.

" 'M up. 'm up." Kurt mumbled, rolling on his back and opening his eyes slightly.

"You up?" Sam asked as a confirmation.

"Yeah. What is it?" Kurt asked.

"Okay. Rachel texted you. She said, 'URGENT! URGENT! COME HOME IMMEDIATELY! IMPORTANT NEWS!' Literally." Sam said, directly quoting the entire quote.

"Fine. Hold on…" Kurt grabbed his phone and seemed to be texting while teleporting. "See you later Sam. I'm off to go face uncertain sudden death." Kurt said, yawning in the process.

"See you later." Sam mumbled as Kurt fizzed off.

Kurt fizzed into his room to find Rachel practically bouncing off the walls, clutching a letter like a lifeline. Wait. A letter.

"Rachel, please tell me you did not interrupt my beauty sleep for a LETTER."

"No, silly. It's what's written on the letter." Rachel waved it in the air for emphasis.

"Fine. What's on the letter?" Kurt asked.

"It's who you're assigned to!" Rachel squealed. Kurt's eyes widened. Suddenly, he was a lot more interested.

"What does it say?" Kurt asked, mildly bouncing on the bed at the same frequency as Rachel.

"Okay. Deep breaths." Rachel said, breathing in and out steadily, encouraging Kurt to do the same.

When they got into a steady pattern, Rachel continued.

"Okay, let's do this." Rachel said. She began to tear open the letter and cautiously took the letter out of the envelope.

"Who does it say?" Kurt asked enthusiastically.

"It says… Oh my gosh, I don't believe it." Rachel's mouth was hanging open, literally.

"Who is it?" Kurt asked, shaking Rachel as if trying to wake her up.

Rachel merely handed him the letter, and in bold writing-the only writing on the paper, really, said the words that made Kurt's skin tingle and his heart skip a beat. It said:

BLAINE ANDERSON

And Kurt promptly had a mini heart attack and was tempted to fist pump for joy, if it wouldn't wake the neighbors.

Oh, he couldn't wait to tell Blaine. The possibilities were endless. One remained in Kurt's mind as he drifted off to sleep.

'I wish Blaine wishes I could be in love with him… Wouldn't that be easy.'

Phew! First chapter down! I thought this time would never come! I'm terribly sorry if this chapter sucks! Until next time!