A/N: Sorry it took me so long to update. My schedule at work has been crazy and I had a Puckurt idea that wouldn't leave my head. Here's the next part of the date. :D

Chapter Four- Dating and Evil Schemes (Part Two)

Blaine looked upset when Dave and Eric pulled up and got out of the car. "What's going on?"

"Kurt refuses to get out of the car. He said, and I quote, "You are a Neanderthal and I am no longer in love with you. You can proceed to the nearest bar and cry your eyes out at what you've lost". And then locked me out of the car."

Dave laughed. "You knew when you got into this he was a drama queen. I'll talk to him, okay?"

Blaine nodded and Dave walked away, leaving Blaine and Eric standing there. "So," Blaine asked as he turned to Eric?

"He's hot, why didn't you tell me he was hot? I practically drooled on him." Eric ran a hand down his shirt, pressing down non-existent creases.

Blaine laughed, "I told you he was cute and your type."

"Yeah, you didn't lie about that." Eric looked over at Dave, who was knocking on the window trying to get Kurt's attention. "He got along well with Andy."

"He's actually a good guy," Blaine said. "He is a little unsure of himself, mostly I think because he spent so long trying not to be himself. He's still learning how to relax and not be afraid of what he says or does."

"I can see that," Eric said. "I'd say good job, but your ego is already too big and I can't stand it."

"Kurt, open the door!" Dave yelled, watching as Kurt jumped in the seat and faced him.

Kurt rolled the window down. "No," Kurt said with his arms crossed over his chest. "I can't believe that thing brought me here."

"You love that thing," Dave pointed out. "Besides, if you keeping doing only stuff you like, Blaine will get bored. And how do you know you won't like this, you've never tried before."

Kurt looked up at Dave suspiciously. "Did Eric drug you?"

A fond look came over Dave's face before he could hide it from Kurt. "No," he said quickly.

"Oh my god, you like him!" Kurt squealed and then looked sheepish when Dave glared at him. "Like, you have stars in your eyes."

"He's kind of gorgeous," Dave said softly. "And funny, with the single most adorable sister I've ever seen."

Kurt rolled the window up, grabbed the keys, and hopped out of the car. "I'm only doing this for you Dave," Kurt said with a huff. "I can't possible get in the way of something making you this happy." They made their way over to Blaine and Eric, Kurt throwing the keys at Blaine. "Ass," he hissed.

"You will have fun, I promise. You should have really expected this when I told you to dress down." Blaine let his eyes travel up Kurt's jean clad legs and soft gray Hummel Tires and Lube shirt. "Which you did very well, I might add."

"I've never seen him in something not designer," Dave pointed out.

"The pants are Dior," Kurt huffed, "and you all better remember that, because so help me god if anything happens to them..."

Blaine leaned over and kissed Kurt, silencing whatever other threats and tirades Kurt was about to spew. "It's just a carnival," Blaine said. "If you behave, I'll reward you later."

Eric's eyes got wide and Kurt laughed. "I want the new Gucci wallet and the Prada scarf," he said.

"No way," Blaine said. "I'm only taking you to a carnival, I'm not killing you. I'll get you the Gucci wallet and the Dolce sunglasses."

"Deal," Kurt said, sticking his hand out for Blaine to shake. "All right, let's go you two. I want this torture over with."

"You know, if you really want torture, we could always go to a football game. Blaine likes football, if I remember correctly." Dave said, smiling at the glare Kurt sends him.

"If you so much a breath that idea again David, I'll start thinking of embarrassing stories for Eric. I'll start with Single Ladies." Kurt smirked at the look of horror on Dave's face.

"Single Ladies? As in Beyonce?" Eric asked.

Dave hooked his arm in Eric's and walked away from the other two. "Nothing, it was nothing. Want something to drink? Maybe a ride far far away from the little monster over there?"

"Don't be mad Dave, I was born this way!" Kurt yelled after him, laughing as Eric let Dave lead him away quickly. "You know, I think this is going to be good for Dave."

"Yeah, I think this is going to be good for need to break out of that shell of yours." Blaine said, reaching down and linking his hand with Kurt's.

"I know," Kurt said softly. "We don't do enough of the things you like. I should have noticed before and I'm sorry. You'll only have to get me the Gucci wallet for this little outing of torture."

-:-

"So..." Eric said as Dave handed him the wristband he'd bought them.

Dave hooked his own band on and watched Eric struggle to put his on. "Here," he said, reaching out to help the other boy. Eric flinched and Dave pulled his hand back quickly. "I'm sorry."

"No," Eric whispered. "It's not you, I just not used to being touched. This is kind of my first date."

Dave smiled, reaching back over and helping Eric put the wristband on. "Mine too," he whispered.

"You know, you aren't at all what I expected," Eric said as they walked towards the refreshment stand where Kurt and Blaine were.

"What were you expecting?" Dave asked cautiously.

Eric smiled. "I figured you would be shy," he said.

"I am," he said.

"You are doing an excellent job of hiding it," Eric said. "You were cute with my sister."

Dave smiled. "She was a trip," he said. "Very..."

"Annoying," Eric finished.

"I was going to say bubbly, but you can use your word." Dave and Eric stopped next to Kurt and Blaine, who were arguing again. "Are you two fighting again?"

"I want cotton candy," Blaine whined.

Kurt placed a hand on his hip. "It's pure sugar Blaine. I can barely handle you when you get regular coffee, I'm not babysitting you on a sugar high."

"But Kurt, it's a carnival. Cotton candy is like, a right of passage. It's amazing, you'll love it." Blaine said with a pout.

"As if I would ever, ever, put some synthetic spun sugar substance in my mouth." Kurt said with a huff. Blaine's face changed and he opened his mouth. "If you say something dirty or in any relation to your cock, I'll spend the rest of the night in the car, I swear."

Eric coughed to cover a laugh and Dave smiled. "How about I get cotton candy and I'll share with Blaine? I promise, I'll only give him a little bit."

Blaine smiled and bounced on his toes. "Please Kurt?"

"Fine," Kurt huffed. "But if he gets out of control, you'll have to handle him and I'll hang with Eric."

"Stealing my date already Hummel," Dave said with a smirk.

"I can't help it everyone loves me," Kurt said.

Blaine opened his mouth and then closed it, his face contorted in what looked like pain. "Is he okay?" Eric asked, pointing to him.

"Good boy," Kurt said with a smile. "He's learning to keep the inappropriate singing to himself. No doubt he had some vaguely sex related song lyric pop into his head for this conversation."

"I'm kind of curious as to what," Eric said.

Dave saw the mirth on Eric's face and the glare on Kurt's. "Me too, come on Blaine, spill."

Blaine shook his head and covered his mouth, clearly trying his hardest not to say anything. Kurt looked vaguely please and turned, sashaying up to the stand. Blaine lost it, letting out a deep breath and singing, "His milkshake brings all the boys to the yard, and they're like, it's better then yours, damn right it's better than yours, I could teach you but I have to charge." Blaine looked horrified as Kurt spun around, murder in his eyes.

Eric starting laughing, leaning up against Dave's side and laughing breathlessly. "Are you insane?" Kurt screeched and it amazed Dave that no one noticed them.

"It just popped into my head," Blaine said. "I tried not to, but they egged me on." He pointed a finger at Eric and Dave, the former still leaning onto Dave and laughing hysterically.

"I'm sorry," he said breathlessly. "It's just, I get where he got that from. Your strut, it's kind of legendary at Dalton. The Warblers still talk about it. Jeff called your ass an entity to be reckoned with."

Blaine pressed his fist into his mouth in an attempt to stop the laughter building up in him. Dave looked mildly sympathetic to Kurt, but was too busy focusing on Eric leaning against him. "You are all just jealous," he hissed.

"As hell," Dave agreed.

"True," Eric said. "I wish my ass were legend."

Blaine couldn't help it, he let out a deep laugh that only caused Kurt to glare. "I'm sorry," he said through the laughter. "It's just... Jeff... He..." Blaine's laughter got worse and Kurt glared harder. "He kept asking questions about us, after I transferred. I think I know why now."

Kurt cocked his hip and placed a hand on it. "Fuck you all," he hissed and turned to the guy in the food stand. "I'll have a diet coke please, and don't give any of them cotton candy. They don't deserve it." He took the diet coke and bounced away.

"Shit, I've got to go after him. Are you two okay?" Blaine asked, handing over money to the guy.

"We are fine," Dave said. "Go ahead." Blaine ran off after Kurt and Dave turned back to Eric. "Still want to stay or are you rethinking my offer to sneak away."

Eric looked at Dave and smiled, taking the soda Dave handed him. "Stay," he whispered. "You want to go on a ride?" His eyes flickered to the Ferris Wheel.

"Umm... Sure," Dave said, letting Eric lead them towards it.

"Don't look so nervous," Eric whispered. "I won't bite unless you ask me to."

Dave choked on his soda, coughing to try and cover it up. He wasn't sure he'd make it through this night without embarrassing himself.