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Kurt POV

I cannot believe the boy stood me up.

One year of being together. I mean, psh. Not important. At all.

Won't be anymore after this Blaine Anderson!

I drove back to Dalton to give the boy a piece of mind. Everyone I passed in the dorm hallways moved out of my way, knowing just from the look in my eyes that I was pissed off. Except for Wes and David who were wearing those stupid smirks. Oh god, what did they do now.

"Whoa whoa whoa, Kurt, whatever is wrong?" Wes asked.

"Your stupid friend figured it'd be a good idea to leave me alone at a restaurant on our one year anniversary. Where is he?"

"Oh. He's in his room. You know where it is." David said with a wink. What the hell?

"Right…" I trailed off, back towards Blaine's room. When I found it, I quickly composed myself and knocked on the door. What? I was raised with manners.

"Come in!" I heard him yell, but he was too late, cause I was storming through the door. Just because I was raised with manners doesn't mean I was born with patience. Then I stopped dead in my tracks.

There, on his bed, was a shirtless Blaine, both wrists handcuffed to the headboard. On the table next to the bed was the supplies commonly found on an ice cream sundae. Whipped cream, chocolate fudge, and cherries. Huh. Wonder what that's for. That was sarcastic by the way. Then there was Nutella and I actually genuinely have no idea what that's for. Along with everything was a note reading:

Dear Kurt,

I hope you enjoy your one year anniversary present from us.

Use wisely.

;)

-Wevid

Of course. Wes and David. Makes sense now.

"Alright. Do you know where the key is?" I asked.

He laughed. "They're under the bed. For some reason they didn't think it necessary to actually hide the key. They said their reasoning was the fact that you wouldn't get on the floor to actually get them."

They're good. "Well….."

"Kurt! Really? Just get the key."

I sighed. "Fine." So I reluctantly got on the floor to get the key and free Blaine. "Do you have any ice cream?"

"Yeah, there's some in the kitchen downstairs. Why?"

"Well, no reason to waste all this. We can have the Nutella for breakfast tomorrow."

He shrugged and proceeded to get the ice cream. Once we made ourselves our sundaes, we settled in to watch a movie. In the opening credits of the movie, though, I smelled something strange.

"Blaine. What's that smell?"

He looked around while saying "I don't know. It smelled fine earlier so I—Oh my god." He pointed to the corner.

Where there was a plate of tuna fish.

Just sitting there.

With another note.

Dear Kurt,

We told you to use it wisely. Not logically.

So, while you were in the kitchen, we decided that you might like some tuna.

Enjoy.

;)

-Wevid

"I think I might actually kill them someday."

"Can it wait until tomorrow?" I looked over at Blaine, who was half asleep, laying across me.

"I guess I don't have much of a choice."

It's 2 in the morning. Cut me slack.