A/N Today's word is Treat, and the theme is Ice Skating. As with the previous chapter, this takes place just hours before the premier of Perfect For Christmas, and so will the next few chapters, which I hope I'll be able to post on time, since I don't know if I will have reliable internet access Sunday through Wednesday.
Reviews always welcome!
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The Anticipation is Killing Me
"Would you please stop? You're making me nervous!" Kurt glared at Rachel, who was pacing the floor ceaselessly as she went on and on about 'her' return to television after the fiasco of her show. You'd think she was the star of the movie, not just an extra, the way she was acting.
"The movie doesn't start for another three hours," Blaine said quietly to Kurt. "You wanna get out of here for a little while, do something fun to distract ourselves? And get away from Rachel for a while?"
"What did you have in mind?"
Blaine smiled. "Ice skating? I'll even treat you to a hot chocolate afterwards."
"Let's go!"
"Where are you two going?" Rachel demanded as they both stood to grab their coats and skates.
"I need some fresh air," Kurt said.
"We need a distraction from the anticipation," Blaine added. "We'll be back before the movie starts."
"Maybe I'll come with you…"
"NO!" Both men interrupted her. She glared at them, and opened her mouth to say something, but Kurt stopped her before she could.
"Rachel, we love you, and we appreciate the fact that you are carrying our child, but Blaine and I need some time alone. We're just going to go relax and skate for an hour or so, and in your condition, you really shouldn't be out in the cold."
She still looked like she wanted to object, but gave in. "Fine. But bring me back some Indian food. Your daughter is craving eggplant curry."
Kurt and Blaine kissed her cheek on their way out.
An hour later, after they'd been skating for a while, a song began playing that had both men smiling. Kurt began to sing, and Blaine joined him as they continued to circle the rink.
I really can't stay, baby it's cold outside
I've got to go away, baby it's cold outside
This evening has been, been hoping that you'd drop in
So very nice, I'll hold your hands, they're just like ice
My mother will start to worry, beautiful, what's your hurry?
My father will be pacing the floor, listen to the fireplace roar
So really I'd better scurry, beautiful, please don't hurry
Maybe just a half a drink more, put some records on while I pour
The neighbors might think, baby, it's bad out there
Say, what's in this drink? No cabs to be had out there
I wish I knew how, your eyes are like starlight now
To break this spell, I'll take your hat, your hair looks swell
I ought to say no, no, no, mind if I move in closer?
At least I'm gonna say that I tried, what's the sense in hurting my pride?
I really can't stay, baby don't hold out
Ah, but it's cold outside
I simply must go, baby it's cold outside
The answer is no, baby it's cold outside
This welcome has been so nice and warm, baby it's cold outside
Look out the window at the storm
My sister will be suspicious, actually it's no suspicion
My brother will be there at the door, please you need to try to go slow
My maiden that's mind is vicious, oh you're in trouble
Or maybe just a cigarette more
I've got to go home, oh, baby, you'll freeze out there
Say, lend me your coat, It's up to your knees out there
You've really been grand, I'm feeling you touch my hand
But don't you see
How can you do this to me?
There's bound to be talk tomorrow, think of my life long sorrow
At least there will be plenty implied, If you caught pneumonia and died
I really can't stay, get over that hold out
Ah, but it's cold outside
The crowd around them cheered and clapped when the song came to an end, and a few who recognised them from the previews shyly asked for autographs. By the time they returned to the apartment, they were both much more calm, and Rachel had managed to wind herself down as they turned the TV on and helped themselves to the Indian take out.