Hello again, and welcome back to my story. Please enjoy this new smiley face I just learned how to make: n_n

Okay, so It's exam week but I'm really not in a studying mood… so I decided writing a story is pretty much studying for my English exam, right? Right.

(I don't own Glee, but if I did, we wouldn't be waiting so long for the next episode)

Mercedes POV: I went my conversation with Blaine in my head again… I was still very confused, but he sounded like whatever was wrong with Kurt was urgent. I couldn't shake the feeling he just needed my help to pluck up the courage to ask Kurt out. But whatever, it's probably going to be something boring… I'm still curious though.

I glanced at my car's GPS again, it was shouting at me to turn left. I did as it asked and after the trees cleared I saw Dalton. Well, I assumed it was Dalton, because it looked just like how all the boarding schools do in movies: huge and fancy.

I pulled into the parking lot and pulled out my phone to text Blaine that I was here, and I texted Kurt to for good measure. I just drove for two hours and they'd better have a welcoming committee.

Kurt's phone buzzed and he took it out of his mouth to investigate. The phone was very bright. Kurt clicked a bunch of buttons, but the light didn't go away…

"Bwaine! Did I bweak it?" Kurt asked, holding up the phone for Blaine to see. Blaine took the phone, and after wiping the phone on his pants (it was still all covered in Kurt saliva), checked to see what Kurt had done.

He'd replied to a text from Mercedes:

M: Here at Dalton. U ok?

K: ksdfnathdkkmsnt

M: ?

Blaine chuckled to himself and turned to give the phone back to Kurt, but Kurt wasn't there. Coincidently, Wes and David were gone too. Crap.

Blaine stood up and twirled around in a circle surveying the area for his friends. Instead he saw Mercedes. She waved and hurried down the hallway to Blaine.

"So? Where's Kurt?" She asked, peering around at the décor.

"Umm…honestly? Don't know." Blaine said, he grinned awkwardly at the look of utter disbelief on Mercedes face.

"Hold up, you invite me here because something's 'wrong with Kurt,' and I get here and you don't even know where he is?"

"He was here just a second ago… I think Wes and David took him." Blaine replied.

"Took him? How?" Mercedes asked.

"Well, that's part of the problem. I can't explain, we just need to find them."

"Alright, fine."

They hurried along the corridors towards the cafeteria and Main Hall. Amazingly, Kurt was sitting at a table with Wes and David, completely unharmed.

Blaine let out a sigh of relief. Mercedes looked at him in confusion "Do you see him?"

"Come here, Mercedes." Blaine said, leading her to the table where Wes, David and Kurt were sitting. Kurt was happily and quietly munching on a Peanut-butter and jelly sandwich. Mercedes and Blaine sat down and Blaine took a deep breath.

"Kurt?" Blaine asked, and the little boy looked up. Mercedes' mouth dropped open when she saw the boy's face.

"That's not… How… Is that really… What happened?" Mercedes spluttered.

"We don't know" Wes said, taking another sip of soup.

"We found him in the choir room this morning. Wes forgot his sheet music yesterday and we went to get it."

"Then we went to the library to try to look up what could have happened."

"But when he started crying we decided we couldn't deal with him by ourselves, so we called Blaine."

"Obviously, Blaine couldn't deal with him either or I wouldn't be here." Mercedes commented.

Blaine shrugged, then he said to Kurt "This is Mercedes, can you say hello?"

"Hello!" Kurt said loudly.

"Awww, he's so cute!" Mercedes squealed. Wes and David glanced at each other, questioning the sanity of Kurt's friends.

"He really wants his mom. We're going to bring him back to his house and try to find out what happened to him." Blaine explained.

"Wait, you told him you were going to bring him to his mom?" Mercedes demanded.

"Yeah… Is that bad?" Blaine asked uncertainly. Mercedes glanced at Kurt then she grabbed Blaine and dragged him away from the table.

"You are such an idiot! Don't you know anything, or has the overdosing on hair products affected your thinking?"

"Wha-"Blaine started to say, but Mercedes cut him off again.

"His mom is dead. She died when he was 7." Mercedes said angrily.

Blaine closed his eyes and massaged his temples. "I had no idea… We're going to have to find a way to turn him back to normal soon. We'll just pretend his mom's on a trip or something."

Mercedes nodded mutely and the two returned to the table. Kurt had jelly all over his face; he even had some on his nose. Mercedes bit her lip to keep from laughing. Kurt picked up his napkin in both hands and scrunched his eyes closed as he rubbed it on his mouth.

Mercedes couldn't take in any more and pulled Kurt into a hug. He squirmed away from her, giggling.

"Hey, Kurt? I just talked to your mother." Blaine said to the small boy.

"My mommy? Is she coming to get me?" Kurt asked excitedly.

"No, she's on a trip with your daddy for a few days." Kurt looked devastated, but Blaine hastily said "But they said you get to stay with us. We're going to have lots of fun and do whatever you want."

"Okay!" Kurt agreed happily, forgetting he was sad about not seeing his parents.

"So what do you want to do Kurt?" Mercedes asked.

"Let's play a game!" Kurt exclaimed joyously, he hopped down from the table and jumped up and down in anticipation.

Mercedes got a good look at Kurt's attire for the first time and laughed out loud at the sight of the Dalton uniform. The sleeves were stained from the jelly and hung down from Kurt's hands and his pants trailed on the floor behind him.

"Hey Kurt, do you like to go shopping?" Mercedes asked the boy.

"Yes! I love to go shopping with mommy!" Kurt replied happily.

"Do you want to go shopping with me today?" Mercedes asked.

Kurt contemplated the offer. He liked shopping with his mother, but he had never shopped with someone else before. He didn't know that girl very well, and she might try to hug him again…

"Only if Bwaine can come too." Kurt decided, and Mercedes glanced at the other boy.

"Of course he can come, honey." Mercedes told her friend. Kurt clapped, and the sleeves of his uniform flapped together.

"We'll even let you pick out you own outfits." Blaine told Kurt. Mercedes slapped he forehead, because if she knew Kurt, letting him have free reign in any store, even as a kid, wouldn't end well.

"Wes, David, you two get to work on finding out what happened to Kurt. Check with Trevor."

"Trevor? But he such a nerd! He's like, in his room 24/7!" David said.

"I heard an explosion in there once." Wes added.

"But the kid's a genius. Just tell him what happened. Maybe he'll know." Blaine said, before hurrying after Kurt and Mercedes.

"How come he gets to go shopping and we have to do, like, research?" Wes complained to David.

"I have no idea, he always gets the breaks." David replied enviously.

"Oh well. Let's go see what Trevor's up to." Wes said, the hesitated and added, "But if I hear any explosions, I'm out."

END…

FOR NOW!

In the next chapter: Blaine, Mercedes, and little Kurtie go shopping.