'Kurt? Are you awake?' Darren knocked on the guest bedroom door.

'Hmm.' a similar voice like Chris's mumbled. 'come in if it's necessary.'

Darren doubted for a second but opened the door and stepped into the room, where he found Kurt already sitting straight up in his bed. His fingers flew over the screen like hell and his eyes were glittering with concentration. A little smile started to play around Darren's mouth. 'what are you doing?'

'Trying to text Blaine.' Kurt looked up from his screen and sighed. 'it won't work.'

'I'm not really amazed it doesn't work.' Darren said, rubbing his neck. 'I don't think there's any connection between here and wherever Blaine is right now.'

'Well, at least we know Blaine's not in this world, then.' Kurt kicked of his blankets and stretched his back a bit. 'I didn't even brought any fresh clothes with me, I feel horrible.'

Darren grinned. 'We'll see if we can get you some fresh ones on set, we have enough of your clothes there.'

'Why do you ha... oh yeah, right. I get it,' a little smile played around Kurts mouth when he got up. 'See you downstairs.' the boy slipped into the bathroom and Darren heard water running not very long after the door closed. He went downstairs and sat down in the kitchen. Chris turned around to the sound of Darren's footsteps, in the middle of flipping a pancake, causing it to land on the stove. 'Damn!' Chris tryed to save the pancake for as far that it was possible. 'Do you mind eating a broken pancake?' he dropped it on Darren's plate.

'Nah,' Darren answered. 'It gets broken anyway.'

'True,' Chris smiled. 'How's our little guest?'

'He's okay,' Darren said. 'Probably the first thing he did this morning was trying to text Blaine, but it obviously won't work. We'll have to see if we can get him some fresh clothes on set, you know how he is about that.'

Chris laughed. 'I do, I do.' he flipped another pancake. This time it landed perfectly flat in the middle of the pan. He walked up the stairs and knocked on the bathroom door. 'If you need any skin stuff you can ask!' he shouted over the sound of running water. 'Do you want a pancake when you're done?'

'Nah, not so hungry.' Kurt shouted. 'But I'll be down in a minute!'

Chris smiled and stumbled back down the stairs.

Not very long after that Kurt jumped in the backseat of Chris' car. Just a moment after that Chris came out of the house too, his head hidden under a hoodie, with Darren following almost on the millimeter, carefully looking out to any suspicious photocamera's hiding in the bushes. It was only 6.30 AM but you never know it with paparazzi. Chris started his car an off they drove, to what might become the most interesting day ever on the glee set.

'Wow, so this is how my choir room looks like in reality,' Kurt twirled around and studied the four walls forming the place that were vaguely familiar to him, even though he never saw it before. Even all the trophies were there. 'this feels so awkward.'

'I can imagine that.' Darren said. He was the one hanging out with Kurt the most today, because Chris felt a little weird about it. But he didn't mind, it was funny to hang around with Kurt while not being Blaine. It was different, but not in a bad way. He just couldn't wait for lunch, when Kurt would meet all the people of the glee cast. He smirked at the thought of Kurt judging everyone's clothes, like he always did, wherever he was. 'Darren, I hate to ask,' Kurt said. 'When will you and Chris get me some fresh clothes?'

'Oh yeah, right.' Darren smiled. 'This way, mr. Hummel.' he led the boy to Chris's clothing rack and leaved Kurt for a browse through it.

'Oh my god, do I own this?' Kurt squeeled with delight while he pulled out his prom costume. 'That is so awesome! I mean, would you look at that?' he ran his fingers through the jumpy kilt.

'Yeah, you own that,' Darren smiled at the sight of the happy boy in front of him. 'even better, you made it yourself.'

'I did?' Kurts eyes grew even wider than I did. 'Do you guys need this today?'

As soon as Darren shaked his head from left to right, Kurt ran off searching for a dressing room. Not very much later he came back, twirling around with the skirt. 'oh my god, Darren, this is awesome!' he squeeled.

Darren laughed. He saw Kurt being more comfortable, and maybe just forgetting about Blaine for a moment. But this still had to be solved, so he went on searching for Ryan, leaving Kurt browsing through the clothing racks.