Kurt couldn't help himself. Really, he couldn't. Mrs. Anderson had gone a business trip that week, so Mr. Hughes was watching Blaine. Kurt babysat there so Mr. Hughes could work on his latest project without Blaine setting himself on fire or interrupting Mr. Hughes every two minutes.
So it became all the more apparent that Kurt needed to do it.
"Blue and Yellow! Blue and Yellow!" he chanted, waving his arms in front of Blaine.
"Blue and Yellow! Blue and Yellow!" Blaine mimicked. He giggled and kept repeating it. "Blue and Yellow, Blue and Yellow, Yellow and Blue!"
Kurt even drew Blaine a football for him to color in.
Wes walked out of his study, rubbing his forehead. "Gosh, Kurt, you wouldn't believe what my clients want me to do…"
Blaine ran up to Wes and waved his arms. Wes smiled and picked him up, flying him around the room until he sat them both down on the couch.
"Blaine, why don't you tell Mr. Hughes what we did today?" Kurt asked, not-so-innocently.
"Blue and Yellow! Blue and Yellow!" he cried.
Mr. Hughes glared at Kurt. "How dare you. How dare you waltz into my home, my own home, and teach him that."
Kurt laughed as Blaine kept fumbling over the chant.
Mr. Hughes focused on Blaine, "No, Blaine, you say Scarlet and Grey! Scarlet and Grey!"
Blaine, realizing chanting made Mr. Hughes upset, continued to say it, even adding , "Go, Michigan!"
Mr. Hughes released an exasperated sigh and banged the back of his head against the couch. "You are going to be a lot of trouble when you grow up, aren't you?" he asked the ceiling.
Kurt laughed and grabbed his satchel from the armchair. "Sorry I gotta go, Mr. Hughes, but I have to go pick up Mercedes so we can get good seats for RENT tonight."
Mr. Hughes shook his head and Kurt hummed the Michigan fight song as he headed toward the door.
"How do you even know that!" he called.
"It's impossible to live in the Hummel household and not know!" He called back as he shut the door on his way out.
He continued humming the fight song as he walked to his car, "Hail! Hail! to Michigan, the champions of the West!"
Mr. Hughes reaction was as funny as he thought it would be. It didn't take a genius to realize Mr. Hughes took his alma maters seriously. His obsession with Ohio State University was almost as consuming as his love for Dalton Academy.
And if Kurt had learned anything from years of watching his dad scream at the TV, it was that college rivalries were Serious Business.
