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From Christy C (Anonymous): I think it'd be cool if they went onto Fondue for Two with Brittany, and she started a kliss! chant or something...

This is Fondue for Two after the final performance of the Rumors episode. If it helps, it can be that same afternoon. I don't really mind.

Fondue

"Kurt?"

Kurt parked the Navigator and turned in his seat. "Yes, Blaine?"

"Remind me again why I'm going on an internet show called Fondue for Two?"

"Because it's Brittany and despite her inappropriate statements at awkward times that are often worse than Santana's, we love her?"

Apparently that was enough for Blaine who was already climbing out of the car, and Kurt was glad. He had neglected to mention what kinds of questions Brittany asked, figuring it would at least be funny when Blaine was put on the spot. He joined his boyfriend and they walked up the front walk to Brittany's house. Kurt had never been, but Santana had given good instructions after Brittany had tried... and failed.

Before Kurt could knock, the door opened to reveal Brittany with a cat in her arms. "You're late. Lord Tubbington isn't happy, he wants his fondue."

Kurt immediately decided that steering clear of the fondue was probably an excellent choice. "Sorry Brittany, Blaine was caught up with Warbler practice." Blaine offered an apologetic shrug which seemed to work wonders - Brittany beamed at him and all but skipped upstairs, leaving the two boys to follow behind.

They entered the room just in time to see the cat begin to lick cheese out of the fondue tub. Kurt could have sworn that Blaine turned green, and both boys hastily sat down as far from the cat as possible. Brittany was setting up a camera on a tripod and Kurt took the moment to smooth down his outfit of choice and check his hair in the mirror, straightening his hat. It might just be Brittany's weird talk show, but any publicity was a chance for fashion and Kurt certainly wasn't going to be shown looking less than stellar.

"Welcome to Fondue for Two." Brittany sat down on the chair, turning to face the camera. "Today I have Kurt and Blaine as my guests. Blaine goes to the school that Kurt went to after he came to ours and before that too."

Kurt blinked. It is a bit confusing when you think about it, he thought, giving Brittany the benefit of the doubt. "According to Santana, lots of dolphins go there," she continued. "Blaine, is your school underwater?"

Blaine laughed, looking bemused. "Ah, no. And there's no dolphins, sorry."

"But.. you two are dolphins?"

Kurt quickly realized what she meant. "We're a different kind of dolphin, Brit. Not everybody at Dalton is like us - remember, Blaine's friend Wes dated Santana awhile ago."

Brittany nodded and Blaine shot him a confused look, to which Kurt gestured that he'd explain later. I'm sure there'll be plenty more to explain by the time this is over.

"So Blaine, what do you have to say to the allegations that Kurt is secretly dating one of the New Directions members?"

Kurt sighed loudly as Blaine replied, "I thought you'd all already gone through this. Kurt and Sam aren't dating, Kurt isn't cheating on me with him."

Brittany shook her head, dipping a piece of broccoli into the cheese pot. "Not with Sam. According to rumors, he's going to elope with Mr. Schue and they're going to join Broadway together."

It took a few seconds for Kurt to get his head around that. "Brittany, where did you hear that?"

"My sources are protected." Brittany turned to face the camera. "Let it be shown that Kurt refused to answer -"

"No, I'm not eloping with Mr. Schue and joining Broadway," Kurt said quickly. "I'm quite happy with Blaine, thank you very much." Blaine blushed slightly and Kurt gave him a quick smile before turning back to Brittany. "Do you have any other valid questions? And nothing Santana's given you, please."

Brittany appeared to be thinking for a moment, then snapped her fingers. "So, is it true that you kissed onstage at Regionals?"

Blaine leant forward, frowning. "Brittany, you were there, you should know whether we kissed or not."

Brittany stroked her cat again who somehow managed to give her an indignant look. "I was busy watching the candles. So did you?"

"No, we didn't." Kurt nearly shuddered at the thought before realizing how that would look to Blaine. "Kissing the middle of a performance is completely unprofessional, no matter the emotions behind the song."

Brittany frowned, looking put out. "So when did you kiss?"

Kurt shut his eyes briefly before turning to Blaine who looked just as awkward. And it wasn't as if it was anything to hide, but everybody had just assumed that they had kissed that day Blaine had asked him out and ... well, they hadn't really set everybody straight yet. Or anybody. "Um... we haven't yet," Kurt finally mumbled.

Brittany looked more confused than usual, but for once she seemed to have a valid reason for it. "So when are you going to?"

"We haven't really planned it, Brittany." Blaine coughed, clearly feeling awkward. "It's just something that happens when both people are ready."

"Are you saying you're not ready?" Brittany leaned forward, somehow magically procuring a pen and paper even though the entire thing was being videoed. "Blaine, what's holding you back -"

"Brittany!" Kurt crossed his arms. "You don't ask questions like that."

Brittany looked at him, then Blaine. "Why not?"

As Kurt prepared to chew her out, Blaine stopped him. "It's fine, Kurt. I can answer the question. There isn't anything holding me back, I just wanted to make sure Kurt was ready."

That was news to Kurt who immediately turned to Blaine, raising an eyebrow. "You thought I wasn't ready?"

"I wasn't sure and I didn't want to rush you by bringing the subject up because then you'd think I was asking for it. And I mean, I would be if you were okay with it because I really do want to kiss you, but if you're not then I'm totally fine with waiting."

It took a few seconds to comprehend the words. "You wouldn't have been rushing me," Kurt said slowly, staring deliberately at Blaine and hoping his unspoken message was getting through. Brittany, oblivious as she was most of the time, had a strange knack for being perceptive when she shouldn't be and Kurt had wanted this conversation to be as private as possible when they did have it. "Definitely not."

Blaine's eyes lit up and there was a brief, beautiful moment where everything made sense and they were on the same page. Now all they had to do was get through the rest of the talk show and then they could discuss this further and possibly even act on those feelings.

But before Kurt could let himself get too caught up in that thought, Brittany spoke up again. "So are you going to make out or not?"

Blaine choked. Kurt only just managed not to. "Brittany, we just said we've never kissed before, why would we make out?"

"Because there's a first time for everything, you clearly both want to and Santana bet me $20 that I couldn't do it and I need the money. Lord Tubbington goes through a lot of cheese." Kurt once again tossed up the idea that Brittany was actually a lot smarter than she looked and just enjoyed messing with them, but considering the girl had said all of that with a straight face, he knew it wasn't true. And then Brittany raised the cats paw - receiving an affronted look in response - and began to chant; "Kiss, kiss, kiss!"

"She's not going to stop until we do, is she?" Blaine murmured in Kurt's ear and Kurt sighed, shaking his head. "Well then we'd better."

Kurt turned to him, eyebrow raised. "Okay, there is nothing romantic about having our first kiss in a girl's bedroom. Don't you want… I don't know, candles? Flowers? Starlight? That perfect moment?"

"I only need one thing for my perfect first kiss, Kurt. You."

And damn it all if he wasn't right. All of Kurt's preconceived ideas fell away and before he knew it, he was leaning in to press his lips against Blaine's, trying to ignore Brittany's cheering in the background and apparent commentary on technique. Not that it mattered when they actually began kissing - Kurt couldn't bring himself to think of anything but the feeling of Blaine's lips finally pressed up against his.

But as amazing as it was, they were still in Brittany's bedroom, Kurt pulled away quickly and turned to Brittany who was watching them with her head propped up on her hands. "Well, thank you for having us on the show but we'd better be leaving. Blaine has a long way to drive after all."

Kurt tugged Blaine to his feet and they quickly left the room, leaving Brittany to watch them go before turning back to the camera. "Tomorrow on Fondue For Two we will see Santana Lopez hand over money for possibly the first time in her life and Lord Tubbington will discuss his suspected drug addiction. Thanks for watching."

And thanks for reading :)