From Pie to Tots
Chapter 3
Waffles: The Return
"David, this is going to be fine… okay. Carol talked to him…." Kurt was cut off by not the panicking Dave but Burt cussing and tossing down his wrench.
"Son of a…." Burt glared and tossed down his phone on the tool chest, "Rodney quit…"
"Oh… ohm…" Kurt blinked and looked at the on edge Dave, "We ohm… we brought you Waffles."
"Oh thanks kido… Damn, now I'll have to hire a new part timer for the weekends," said Burt, taking the waffles, "I'm already a little uneasy about your friend Puck working here… I don't think he'll take the weekends… bad enough the kid jacks my breakfast half the time…. Don't want him grabbing my lunches too."
"… Ohm," Dave began as Burt took a bite, but Kurt stamped on his toe, "Ow!"
"You okay Dean?" asked Burt with not too much concern.
"David," corrected Kurt.
"…" Dave looked around for a second, "Mr. Hummel… I have a suggestion…"
"What?" asked Burt and Kurt.
"I.. you know I… I kind of owe you from the whole Dalton thing… maybe I could work the weekends and help pay you back… I know mechanics…" said Dave boldly.
"…" Burt looked at him, and raised an eyebrow, "What's going on?"
"Well dad…." Kurt began.
"I love Kurt…. and I'm trying to show you how serious I am about not being an ass hat anymore," said Dave, Kurt's eyes shot open, "We're seeing each other…"
"….." Burt blinked and slowly picked up his plate of waffles and took a bite and looked at Kurt.
"I love him…" said Kurt abruptly, snatching Dave's hand, "And I've forgiven him and that's all that really matters."
"…." Burt took another bite.
"…. Ohm… that's it," said Kurt, Dave nodded.
"… you two are having sex… you forgot that part," said Burt taking another bite, Dave licked his lips nervously and Kurt took a half step in front of him.
"Yes," said Kurt.
"…. Puck told me when he stolen my waffles two days ago and I threatened to fire him," said Burt, "Its about time you said something."
"…. You knew…" said Kurt, Dave let out a long breath.
"Coarse, I knew you two were dating.. Puck just confirmed it," said Burt, taking another bite of his waffles.
"Well… that's a load off our minds," smiled Dave.
"Just because I knew doesn't mean I approve," said Burt, his eyes narrowing.
"Oh… ohm…" Kurt looked concerned again.
"I'll see you Saturday Danny," said Burt with a nod, "You'll be running the car press… it gets lose a lot, so you better know what you're doing."
"…. Kurt… I love you…" said Dave, looking at the large press, "Remember that when I die."
"… Dad… I don't come until later on Saturdays, so Dave's going to bring your breakfast from now on," said Kurt quickly."I am…. Oh yeah… Breakfast," smiled Dave, "Maybe I could make crepes one day."
"… what's that?" asked Burt.
"Thin pancakes with jelly and whip cream or pwedered sugar," said Kurt quickly, "We should go."
"… I'll… see you Saturday, Mr. Hummel…and the press…" said Dave.
"Actually… maybe… I have a few oil changes that need to get done first," said Burt, "So forget the press…"
"Oh… okay," said Dave, who beamed at Kurt as they left hand in hand.
"….." Burt watched them go, his waffles setting on the counter.
"See.." said Puck coming out from under a car, "I told you if you pretended to be disapproving, you get more shit."
"Good idea," smirked Burt reaching for his waffles, only for them to be gone and Puck holding the empty plate.
"What?" mumbled Puck.
TBC
