Sorry for the late update! I've been dealing with carpal tunnel due to the intensive writing! No lie! Last time I got this was two months ago when I was finishing school. Explains it seeing as I have near 50,000 words to this story! Hah. Enjoy ladies and gents!

Kurt woke up the next morning to voices arguing upstairs. He sprawled out in his bed, stretching, before sitting up and wiping his eyes open. Kurt looked over at Finn's bed to see it was empty before noticing the clock on his bedside table indicating it was 10:30am. The arguing escalated upstairs and Kurt could tell that it was between his father and Finn. Kurt put on his red robe before going upstairs and entering the war path. He got to the closed door when he heard that the topic of argument was about dinner that evening.

"Wait, so David Karofsky is invited over but I can't invite Rachel? That's not fair!" screamed Finn. Kurt sat on the stairs, listening through the door. He couldn't help but feel guilty.

"Listen Finn. Mr. Karofsky is being accompanied by his parents as well. This gives us a chance to get to know Dave and hopefully put the last couple months behind us. I expect you to be there for Kurt. Rachel can come over before or after dinner, but tonight, it's going to be us and the Karofskys," said Burt. His voice wasn't angry, but calm and slow. There wasn't a response from Finn right away.

"Fine. I still think this is crap," said Finn and he headed back to the bedroom door. Kurt stood up and opened the door just as Finn go to the doorknob.

"Hey Finn," said Kurt as he made his way to the kitchen. Finn didn't respond and just walked down the stairs and closed the door behind him. Kurt looked at his dad who was sitting at the kitchen table. "What was that about?" asked Kurt as he poured himself some juice.

"Oh, Finn invited that girlfriend of his for dinner but I didn't think it was appropriate. Granted I didn't tell him the Karofskys were coming before he invited her, but he'll get over it," said Burt taking a sip of his coffee then looking up at his son. "I understand how important it is that Dave comes out on his own terms, which is why I don't want any other guests tonight."

Kurt nodded at Burt. He was relieved Dave wouldn't feel overwhelmed at dinner because Rachel was there.

"What time are they coming tonight?" asked Burt.

"I told Dave to come around five," said Kurt. Kurt was pouring himself some cereal and sitting down next to his father. Burt nodded.

"That sounds good. I'll make sure to go shopping with Carol this afternoon to get stuff for dinner. Do you know if Dave likes anything particular?" asked Burt. Kurt thought about it. The guy cooked me grilled cheese on our date. I'm sure he'll eat anything.

"I don't really know. I think he'll eat about anything," said Kurt, bringing a spoon full of cereal to his mouth. Kurt pulled out his phone and started to text Karofsky.

Hey. Anything particular you like for dinner? Aside from grilled cheese. :P

Kurt smiled as he hit send. Burt was still looking at his son, with his cup of coffee hovering in front of his mouth.

"So how was the mall yesterday? You boys have fun?" asked Burt. Kurt looked up from his bowl.

"Um, yeah I guess we did. He doesn't appreciate Yankee Candle as much as I'd hope, but it was fun," responded Kurt. His father snorted before sipping his coffee. He nodded as he spoke.

"That sounds like someone with a head on their shoulders," said Burt who started to laugh to himself when he saw Kurt's offended face.

"Candles smell amazing! They're great!" said Kurt. He had to admit himself he sounded a little too excited about candles. "I'm gonna go shower. I'll let you know if Dave likes anything specific." He put his bowl in the sink and then went back downstairs. Finn was on his bed texting on his phone.

"Hey, sorry Rachel couldn't come tonight," said Kurt as he was standing at his closet, looking for an afternoon outfit.

"Whatever, she's coming over this afternoon. No big," said Finn.

"So, are you guys together again?" asked Kurt as he pulled out a purple and white argyle sweater and grabbed a white collared shirt as well.

"Not really sure. I guess we'll take it slow. She's a little much but I can't deny the fact I still think about her. And after last week, when she suggested that idea about writing our own music, that was pretty inspiring. It reminded me of why I liked her. I don't know, I think sitting down and talking with her will be best right now," said Finn. Kurt had turned around by this point and was looking at Finn, feeling sorry.

"When is she coming over?"

"In a few hours. She has to do something with one of her dads. I can never remember which one is which. Is that bad?" asked Finn. He was serious. Oh my God.

Kurt just rolled his eyes and went back to his outfit. After nodding in approval he walked into the bathroom and shut the door. Once his shower was over and he put on the correct daily moisturizer regimens, he exited the bathroom with his white robe on.

"Your phone went off. You have a new ringtone like every five minutes dude." Finn was on his laptop, skimming back and forth from left to right. Kurt picked up his phone and flipped it open. Dave had responded to his text.

Anything really. The only things I don't like are mushrooms and I'm allergic to peanuts. Luckily not all nuts ;)

Kurt laughed out loud and shook his head. Finn looked up, inquiring what was so funny.

"What?"

Quickly, Kurt covered his ass. "Oh nothing, something Mercedes said. What are you reading?" Kurt immediately changed topics, turning to Finn. He responded to Dave's text simply with "LOL".

"Just reading some sports story. Facebook too; gotta have my Facebook fix ya know?" Kurt nodded agreeing with Finn. He went behind his privacy screen, changing into his day outfit. "I guess I should probably shower then if Rachel's coming over," said Finn as he got up and grabbed a towel in one of his drawers. When Finn had walked in the bathroom and closed the door, Kurt went over to the full length mirror of his. I feel as though I'm gaining weight. Psh, that's crap. I look fabulous. Eh, the bags under my eyes could use some work. Kurt then looked around the room; something about it seemed off to him. Kurt stood there with his hands on his hips, analyzing every inch. He remembered when it was just him living down in the basement; it was huge then. Since Finn moved in, it was like the room shrunk half its size. Makes sense I guess. I'll talk to dad about it.

Kurt went back upstairs where Burt was still sitting at the kitchen table, however reading the newspaper this time.

"Uh, Dave doesn't mind what he eats. He doesn't like mushrooms and is allergic to peanuts," said Kurt. His father was looking to the side, as if slowly processing what Kurt had just told him.

"Okay then," he said, and went back to reading. Kurt thought of asking his dad about the size of the room downstairs, but thought it was best to not overwhelm him with too many stressors for one day. The Karofskys coming over was big enough to tackle alone.

"Dad, I'm going to run out and grab some lunch with Mercedes. I'll be back in a couple of hours to help with dinner," said Kurt as he grabbed the keys to his car.

"Sounds good Kurt. I'll give you a call when we come back from the store," replied Burt.

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"Medium grande non-fat mocha please," said Kurt to the quite attractive male barista. He paid the amount and left some spare pennies in the tip jar.

"Uh, can I just get a medium hot chocolate please?" asked Mercedes. "So, what are your plans for the rest of the day Sir Kurt? Want to come over my place and watch Bad Girls Club?"

"Sorry, can't. We're having guests over tonight for dinner and I gotta help with the cooking," said Kurt as his order was called from the pick-up table.

"Who's coming over for dinner? I thought it was just Rachel and assumed you didn't want to endure a meal of horror," she said.

"Nope. My dad told Finn to have her either come after dinner or before. I don't know who it is that's coming but I guess it's pretty important if Rachel can't come." Kurt hated lying to Mercedes, but he didn't want to hear anymore of her lectures or see any of those faces she made when she was judging the decisions that people were making. Normally it was the poor decisions that caused the face.

"Huh, well, a'ight. If that's how it is. When do you have you til?" she asked finally getting her hot chocolate.

"Um, I have an hour. Want to do some window shopping?" Kurt asked. She nodded fervently, and they walked out of the coffee shop and down the street. They were looking at some of the local clothing stores; the mannequins were sporting some ugly clothes in Kurt's opinion. Mercedes was talking Kurt's ear off about how her sister who is currently in California, is visiting in a couple weeks for a vacation. Who would come to Lima for a vacation?

"Oh my Gaga, that is hideously chic," said Kurt as they walked past a vintage store, where one of the mannequins was wearing a pink sweater skirt with a white belt and boots to match. The two went in, Kurt with a more excited vibe than Mercedes. They were looking at a clothes rack of the same clothes that were being displayed on the mannequins when Mercedes nudged Kurt. Kurt looked at her and she nodded ahead of them. He looked up to see that Blaine was there with Jesse. "What the hell? Do they follow me into clothing stores?"

"I think they were here first. Wow, you were right Kurt. This is too weird," said Mercedes. She took out her phone, and clicked her camera app. She zoomed in on the two boys flirting with the clothes that they were browsing and she clicked the shutter button. "Rachel is going to flip." She sent it in a text to Rachel with a caption saying "Kurt was right. Hell just froze over."

"We should leave. Now," said Kurt. Mercedes agreed and got out. Unfortunately, they were spotted by Santana and Brittany.

"What's up Peter Pan? Aretha?" said Santana. She hardly acknowledged people by their real names, especially since the smackdown she was given a couple weeks ago. The two were still a little shaken by seeing Blaine and Jesse inside.

"I hate Tinker Bell. I'm pretty sure she stole my glitter last night," said Brittany, seeming serious. Santana just rolled her eyes and Kurt ignored the comment directed towards him.

"What are you guys up to? Shopping at Hideous R' Us I see," said Santana.

"No, we were just…nothing. Leaving," said Mercedes. She was pulling Kurt's arm to follow him but then Santana stopped them.

"WHAT, is THAT?" she screamed. They saw her pointing through the window just as Blaine and Jesse pecked each other on the lips. Mercedes closed her eyes in disbelief.

"It's like watching us in the mirror," Brittany said as she looked at Santana. Brittany put her hand on Santana's shoulder, who just brushed it off, annoyed by Brittany and continuing to watch through the window.

"Holy crap! No way! Rachel is going to flip out when she finds out she turned her ex gay!" said Santana.

"She already knows," Mercedes replied. Santana looked like she just smelled something awful, her face scrunching in defeat.

"Damn. Oh well, Twitter should be just fine," said Santana. She left the group as she walked in the store. They were all shocked, watching through the window, unable to keep their eyes off. Santana strutted her way up to Blaine and Jesse, who were kissing again. "Hello boys. If you don't mind, I'm gonna play the role of paparazzi juuuust for a second," she said. She clicked the shutter button on her phone, taking a picture. She smiled at them like the devil she is, "Charming. Continue your public display of affection while I publicly display it via social media," and turned around and walked out the store. She sent the photo to Twitter and Facebook simultaneously, and then to a website dedicated to catching people hooking up in public. Of course it was her website.

"That…was amazing," said Mercedes.

Santana sighed before responding. "I do what I can to amuse myself for at least thirty seconds at a time. Now I'm bored. Bye," she said with another fake smile and walked down the street with Brittany. Kurt and Mercedes looked at each other, then back to the boys in the store. They looked like they just saw a ghost. Mercedes and Kurt burst out laughing before walking away. They both thought that although Santana was a complete bitch, having her on their side was a huge advantage, regardless of how she insulted them.

"Oh my gosh, I wonder how many people are going to freak when they find out Jesse St. James is macking on another guy!" said Mercedes. Kurt was still trying to collect himself before responding.

"Seriously, the look on his face was like someone just told him he had a horrible singing voice and bad skin!" They were giggling the rest of the way down the street. Unable to window shop anymore, they decided to call it quits. Kurt left Mercedes with a kiss on each cheek and a hip check before walking back to his car and driving back home.