Disclaimer:I am now the proud owner of Glee! (someone whispers in ear) That was a DREAM? Well, never mind. I don't in fact own Glee...

So... these last two chapters haven't been my best, but I hope you enjoy them anyways. :P

Last week, I went over my friend's house to play Wii for the first time. I was being extra careful during our bowling game, wearing the wrist strap, because I didn't want to accidentally throw the Wii remote at the TV like in all those commercials. Keeping my grip extra tight, my hand began to sweat. As I was swinging to bowl, the remote slipped out of my hand and hit me in the face. The sad thing is, it's the only strike I ever got. MLIA

Peels of laughter broke out as Mike explained why the two were late; Matt tried not to laugh at his own misfortune.

"Too bad there is no tape of this! That would be my new favorite movie!" Artie teased.

After several minutes the laughter and teasing had died down and the boys settled themselves in with the food Matt and Mike had brought over. Matt noticed how Puck seemed to know that Kurt wouldn't eat the junk the others were eating and handed him a yogurt and water, but wasn't exactly sure what to make of it, however he made a mental note to have a little chat with Puck later.

While the boys ate they tried to explain to Finn that Kurt and Mercedes were faking, but the boy just kept getting confused and instead of listening to their explanations again he suggested they set up the Wii.

Kurt watch in amusement as the others took turns at the Wii sports game, but was apprehensive about actually playing in fear that he would end up breaking something with the remote. He was content, he was having fun with "the guys" while at the same times getting to watch his crush. Kurt watched for a while without anyone realizing he hadn't played yet, and they probably wouldn't have if he hadn't announced to everyone that he was getting another water and was wondering if anyone else wanted anything. That is the moment when Puck realized that the petite soprano had yet to play the game and he was determined to get Kurt to play.

"Hey." Kurt jumped at the voice because he didn't know anyone had followed him to the kitchen.

"Hello, Noah. I would have gotten something for you. You didn't need to come in here."

"We don't have what I want in the refrigerator. Anyway, why aren't you playing the game?"

"I just don't really want to. I don't think video games are really my thing…" Kurt tried to avoid the real reason he didn't want to play the Wii.

"You seemed to like it last week and you looked like you wanted to give it a try when you were watching Finn and me."

"That's not what I wanted to try…" Kurt mumbled under his breath so Puck wouldn't hear.

"So, why aren't you playing?" Puck persisted.

Kurt sighed knowing that he would give into the boy, "I'm afraid that I'll end up throwing the remote and breaking something. Okay."

"That is why there is a strap. Now you are going in there and playing me in bowling." Puck tried to steer Kurt back towards the living room, but Matt walked up and grabbed Kurt's arm.

"Kurt, can I borrow you for a second?"

"Um… Sure…" Kurt was confused by the boy's obvious nerves.

Puck sat on the counter waiting for Kurt and Matt's return wondering what they could be talking about. Many different things came to mind, most of which he prayed were not true.

In the other room Matt was trying to discreetly ask Kurt about Mercedes, but was failing miserably. Kurt finally just told that he thought she like him, but if he wanted a real answer to just ask the girl out.

Puck was still sitting on the counter when the boys finished their conversation. He tried to look casual, but Matt knew better and made another note to talk to his friend. As soon as Kurt was within arms reach Puck grabbed him and demanded a game of Wii bowling.

Puck was trying to go easy on Kurt, but his first six frames totaled seventeen. They kept telling him to keep his wrist straight and a ton of other things that supposedly helped, but did nothing for Kurt's dismal score. In his frustration the remote slipped out of Kurt's hand and, because the strap was around his wrist, hit him in the face and splitting his lip, which caused Puck to spring into action.

"Are you okay?"

"I'm good… my lip's bleeding, isn't it?"

"Yeah. Come on. I'll get you some ice"

He led the boy into the kitchen and gave him a damp paper towel to clean the blood off.

"I am such a klutz. I told you it was a bad idea for me to play, Noah!" Kurt scolded the jock.

"You may have hit yourself in the face, but you did get a strike." He said as he tried to find the ice pack.

"Great. The only strike I get and I end up bleeding."

"It's not that bad. Your lip will have a little cut and will probably be a little swollen. Now stop talking or you might split your lip more."

After making sure that Kurt cleaned off all the blood Puck gently pressed the ice pack against his lip. The boys looked at each other both feeling a little awkward.

"Well, you can do that." Puck said handing over the ice pack, the closeness being a little much for him at the moment.

"Yeah… Um… Thanks for the ice…" Kurt unusually stumbled over his words.

"Well, I guess we found another game you shouldn't play." Puck joked trying to rid the room of the uncomfortable silence that had fallen.

"Hey, I liked Grand Theft Auto! You took it away from me!"

I wonder what Matt is going to talk to Puck about... hmmmm... Well, you should find out within the next two chapters. :DDD

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Much love, IM OUT!