Drabble: Oh Kurt, aka Not a Box fic

Started: 12/14/11 4:32 a.m.

Finished: 12/14/11 4:55 a.m.

Summary: A little response fic for an unseen moment in the Christmas episode…and believe it or not, it's got nothing to do with a box. :)

Disclaimer: I don't own Glee or its respective characters.

Kurt smiled as he perused through Artie's first draft of the script for their holiday special. Cheeky, amusing, yet heartwarming and adorable. Holiday roommate…he'd have to save that one for a special occasion. Plus he secretly got a little enjoyment out of Artie's vision for Kurt and Blaine's fictional Christmas party. Toned down just enough so it was tasteful instead of…well, cheesy, it actually sounded like a possibility for a Christmas in the not-so-distant future.

He studiously turned a page, his smile broadening as he read on. Then his eyes widened and he put a hand to his heart as it pounded a conga in his rib cage. He rose shakily to his feet. "Oh my God…"

His friends in the choir room looked up at the sudden break in silence. They were all quietly going over the script as well while they munched cookies in the choir room.

"Kurt? What is it," Blaine asked, his brows drawing down in concern at his boyfriend's pallid face.

"A-Artie…are you serious about this?" Kurt asked, his voice squeaky.

"About what?" Artie replied impatiently. He was about to go on a rant about people questioning his directorial vision again when Kurt shoved the script under his nose, his finger pointing at a particular line.

"This! Right here! Page 26!"

His friends turned the pages in their own scripts and they were only more confused by what they found. Kurt loved My Favorite Things.

"Yes, I'm perfectly serious. Look, I'm aware that Mercedes and Rachel are taking the lead, but you and Blaine just finished a number. We have to allow—"

"I get a line in the song?"

Artie's brow rose. "Uh…yeah. Yeah, you get a few but—"

"A few?" Kurt's eyes widened and he looked at the script again. Blaine waited as his Kurt read over the song, trying to figure out what caused his boyfriend's jaw to drop like a nutcracker.

After a minute Kurt held the script to his chest, and when he looked up his eyes were bright and dewy. "So…you're giving me solos from The Sound of Music…Julie Andrews solos…and I'm gonna get to sing it on live TV?"

Artie nodded, and Blaine smiled adoringly at Kurt's joyful face as he clutched the script to his heart. He was about to congratulate him when—

"Oh my God! You guys, he fainted!"

FIN

The title is inspired by just how adorably corny their dialogue was in the special. …And the fact that it's not a box fic. :) Working on Drabbles, I promise! Holidays are killing me.