Thank you to Anno1701 , EnglishGleek , StrawberryCheesecakes and SakuraKiss96 for reviewing! I've had hardly anytime to write this chapter today so the plot doesn't really move on but it's a bit of a fun chapter. I promise I will spend more time on the next one! And the weekend is nearly here so I can concentrate a little more on writing as long as revision doesn't get to bad. Anyway Enjoy Chapter 21! :)

As Blaine sauntered down the stairs he heard laughing from the kitchen.

"What's so funny?" He asked as he entered the room to see both of his friends giggling uncontrollably.

"I was just telling Kurt about the fried egg floor decoration I found earlier." Marie chuckled.

Blaine groaned, lowering his head so his curls hid most of his blush.

"Aw Blaine you know we love your…" Kurt paused searching for the right way to describe Blaine's cooking. "…Unique cooking skills. That's why your in charge of fruit salad!" He smirked as the curly haired boy looked up at him. Kurt could practically hear him thinking!

"Hold on you don't have to cook fruit salad." Blaine said a little confused.

"Exactly!" Marie commented as she started cooking the chicken pieces.

Blaine, suddenly understanding that his cooking skills had just been insulted, poked his tongue out at the two of them as he turned his back to them, pretending to be highly offended. Blaine started washing and chopping the fruit as he arranged it in the bowl he had unearthed from the back of the cupboard. He heard Marie say something about going to get the docking station she had brought with her to play some music as they cooked. He carried on preparing the fruit, pretending he hadn't heard her, when he felt something small hit the back of his head. His hand flew up to feel the spot as he looked down and saw a small cube of carrot on the floor. He glanced up to see Kurt cutting up the salad to go with the meal. Next to the boy was a fairly large pile of carrot cubes. Blaine reached behind him and picked up a blueberry aiming it at Kurt. He launched it across the kitchen hitting Kurt just above the eyebrow. Kurt glanced up to see a mischievous glint in those hazel, green eyes.

"So that's how you wanna play. Is it Anderson?" Kurt smirked as he step forward so his face was inches away from the other boys.

"Bring it Hummel!" Blaine replied competitively.

Kurt discreetly moved his hand out to the side and grabbed the glass of water he had left on the worktop earlier. Blaine hadn't seemed to of noticed so with ninja speed Kurt emptied to contents of the glass over Blaine's head making the boy gasp in shock.

"Right that does it!" Blaine yelled grinning.

He slid over to the fridge freezer and held his hand under the ice dispenser letting a few cubes fall into the palm of his hand. Blaine then chased Kurt around the kitchen eventually trapping the taller boy for long enough to drop the ice cubes down the back of his shirt. Lucky for Blaine Kurt had his shirt tucked in, trapping the ice cubes at the base of his back. Kurt let out an undignified squeal as the ice slid down his back.

Marie entered the kitchen again to see Blaine dripping wet while laughing at Kurt who looked like he was doing some sort of funny dance.

"What the hell is going on?" Marie asked rather amused at the scene she had just walked in on.

"Kurt tipped a glass of water over my head so I got revenge by dropping ice cubes down his back." Blaine said between giggles.

"Evil." Kurt yelled as he finally freed the ice cubes from his shirt and ran up behind Blaine pressing them against the back of the boys neck.

"Ahhhh! That's freezing!" Blaine yelled trying to wriggle free from Kurt's hold.

"Now you know how I felt!" Kurt smiled wickedly as the cubes melted under his hands. "Aw they melted!" He said a little disappointed.

"Good!" Blaine said rubbing the back of his neck to try and warm it up.

"Honestly you two! I can't leave the room for five minutes without you both turning into five years olds can I?" Marie asked giggling.

The boys smirked at each other.

"Nope." They both replied.

Marie shook her head gently, smiling as she checked the chicken was cooked and removed it from the heat. They all carried on with their individual tasks humming along to the music coming from Blaine's iPod.

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