A/N Feeling much better today, YAY! And today's prompt couldn't have been more appropriate!

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Curiouser and Curiouser

It was still relatively early when Kurt and David got back to Dalton, so it wasn't surprising that several of the Warblers were just finishing up dinner. What was surprising was the site of Nick and Jeff having a whispered argument on the steps. The two boys never argued.

"What's going on?" David asked.

Nick turned to him, a stubborn look on his face. "My boyfriend is being ridiculous!"

"Me?!" Jeff exclaimed. "I'm not the one who won't see reason!"

"Guys! Calm down, both of you!" Kurt said. "What is the problem?"

When they both started talking at once, Kurt held up a hand to make them stop. "One at a time! Jeff,why don't you talk. Calmly, please, I feel a headache coming on!"

Jeff took a deep breath, and then began. "We wanted to audition for a duet on Wednesday, and we both loved one of the songs on the list. The problem is, it doesn't work with both our voices. So I suggested to Nick that he should ask you to sing it with him instead. Especially since he is much better at that style of dancing."

"But I said I thought the two of you would sound better together," Nick interjected.

Kurt looked at the two of them in confusion. "You are fighting because you each think the other one should sing with me instead of each other?"

"Yes!" They both echoed.

"Um, okay. Why not just chose a different song that suits both of your voices?"

"Because, no one else will choose this song, and it's a shame, because it's one of our favorites!"

"What's the song?" David asked.

"Whenever You're Away From Me!" They both exclaimed in unison.

"Oh, I love that song!" Kurt said.

"So you'll sing it with Jeff?" Nick said.

"No, he'll sing it with you!" Jeff countered. "Won't you?"

"Guys! Come on! How about this? You find me someone Else to sing it with, and I'll audition with it on Wednesday, and you two can pick another song. That way at least there is a chance for the song to be chosen, and you two don't have to fight over who gets to sing with me!"

The two boys looked at each other, then back at Kurt, who had the distinct feeling he'd just been played. "Deal!"

"And you don't even have to worry about rehearsing it," Jeff said, "because we know you know your part, and we know he knows his part, so just show up for the auditions on Wednesday and be ready to impress!"

And before Kurt could even ask who they had just set him up with, the two mischief makers took off. Shaking his head, he turned to David. "They staged that, didn't they?"

David could only laugh and shrug. "I had nothing to do with that, I swear!"

Kurt laughed and said goodnight, before heading back to his dorm. He still had to finish his History essay, and he had a Geography test to study for.

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Tuesday morning, Kurt breathed a sigh of relief when he realized he was still in his own bed. His relief was short lived when he realized he'd rearranged his room in his sleep. Sighing in defeat, he got up and got dressed.

At breakfast, another gift arrived. This time it was a smaller package, a only abut three inches square and flat. The shiny black exterior was wrapped in an ivory colored ribbon, with the usual card attached.

"There isn't enough time to tell you all the amazing things about you! From your Secret Admirer."

Inside was an antique brooch watch, or what was sometimes called a nurse's watch. Kurt frowned when he saw it. He'd been admiring one similar to it a few weeks ago, but it had been out of his budget. No one knew that, though, so how could his Secret Admirer know? Kurt was actually starting to get a little freaked out. How did this person know so much about him? The only one he really wanted to know him that well was much too oblivious.

He was lost in thought through out the day, and probably failed his Geography test, but a disturbing thought had been worming through his mind. What if the sleepwalking and the gifts weren't a coincidence? Had he been shopping in his sleep? Could he be sending himself the gifts?

No, that couldn't be it. He'd only sleepwalked the first time on Thursday night, and the first gift had arrived on Saturday. He'd ordered enough things to know it would have taken longer for the first gift to arrive, even with expedited shipping. So who could it be?

He barely paid attention in Warbler's rehearsal as they went over the three group numbers they were planning for the dance next week. There would be two solos and a duet. Kurt had already picked out a song for his solo audition, and now had the duet he'd been conned into doing with a mystery partner, although he had a good idea who it would be.

Nick and Jeff were known practical jokers, but they also had a reputation for playing matchmakers. He'd lay money on the odds that his duet partner would end up being Blaine, however they trick him into performing with him.

At dinner, he was still lost in thought.

"Everything okay, Kurt?" Trent asked.

"Hmm? Oh, yeah. Just trying to figure out who my Secret Admirer could be. I mean the other one. By the way, thanks guys, it was really nice of you all!"

Blaine frowned. "Did I miss something?"

"Oh, it was Trent and a few other that sent me the roses."

Blaine looked around the table. "Really?"

Trent and a couple of the others blushed and shrugged. "We just wanted to cheer him up some. He seemed really down."

Kurt swore he heard the other boy mutter something under his breath about oblivious idiots. Blaine frowned gain as he turned back to Kurt.

"Is that true, Kurt? I'm sorry, I didn't notice. I'm such a lousy friend!"

Kurt couldn't look at him, and pretending to be intent on cutting up his chicken breast. "You had other things on your mind. Besides, the roses did the trick, made me realize that I was seeing myself through the wrong eyes. Reminded me that I need to have more confidence in myself."

Blaine smiled, and reached out to pat his hand. "So if the Warblers sent the roses, who sent the other gifts?"

Kurt shrugged. "I don't know, I wish I did. It's sweet, but also just a little spooky how well they seem to know me!"

Wes frowned from his other side. "You don't think someone is stalking you, do you?"

Kurt thought about it for a moment. "Not really. It just feels like who ever it is really just wants to make a good impression, but they are trying too hard. I don't think there is any malevolence to it."

The older boy nodded. "Okay, but if you feel threatened at all, tell us, and we will find who ever it is."

Kurt just nodded, fingering the brooch watch in his pocket.