Oh my God, y'all. I was not expecting that sort of feedback and especially that fast. New author with no fan base at all and then all of that love. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. So I decided that I had to sit down right now and right another little fic for you guys. Fair warning this chapter is really short because I am really tired but here it is.

"You threw the bet?" Kurt asked, storming into their shared room. His voice was high iptched and he was in what Mercedes would call 'full blown diva mode'. "I cannot believe you Blaine Anderson. I had to wear a dress – a full blown ball gown – in front of the entire school's population. Do you have any idea how humiliating that was? Wes told me that you were planning to throw the bet from the very beginning. Did you really want to see me dressed up like a girl that bad? You know you could have just asked instead of making me embarrass myself. But no," he shrieked throwing his arms up in the air in disbelief. "You had to go and-"

He is cut off by a chuckling Blaine pulling him into a tight embrace. "You're right," he told him with a soft kiss to the forehead. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have thrown the bet. You did look quite enchanting though. You were very adorable. Please forgive me?" he begged, pulling back to look up at the younger boy.

Kurt sighed shaking his head gently before smiling. "Fine," he rolled his eyes. But I expect payback…on all three of you."

"Even me?" Blaine asked innocently. He wrapped one arm around the other boy's waist while the other brushed back some of his perfectly styled hair.

"Especially you," Kurt smirked closing the small space between them to kiss him. He bit the dapper boy's bottom lip once before pulling back. "But not yet. That's for later. Right now we need to think of a way to get back and Wes and David."

"Any ideas?" Blaine asked him. He pulled him over to his bed and sat down, Kurt coming with him to land in his lap.

"A sing off?" Kurt suggested while Blaine brushed his fingers through the other's straight light hair. Usually Kurt would knock his hand away if Blaine even tried to touch his hair but tonight they were staying in so he didn't have to worry about anyone seeing him with less than perfect anything- especially hair. Currently however, the senior's hands were sending him into a trance they way the rubbed against his scalp.

"No, that would be a good idea if the two of us weren't the best singers there but we are, so David and Wes knowing that would not accept that challenge. We could do sports though," Blaine suggested. "They both like sports. Wes is actually pretty good at most of them too, but that's a downside for us."

"Blaine, did I ever tell you I was the kicker for McKinley High?" Kurt smirked. "I even lead my team to a victory."

Blaine looked at him in surprise. No he most certainly had not. That was something he definitely would have remembered, because while he would never let it slip to Kurt, he kind of has a thing for uniforms…and costumes- but he figures Kurt may have figured that out last night. "No, I don't think you ever have," he laughed.

"We could play a game of football. Or soccer even," Kurt suggested.

Blaine nodded an evil glint in his eye. "And the punishment for the winner?"

Kurt smirked and responded instantly. "Ariel and Prince Eric. I can't wait to see Wes in a seashell bikini."

Blaine laughs pulling his boyfriend into a tighter hug. "Should I be worried?"

Kurt shakes his head with a chuckle. "Never," he assures the older boy with a kiss.

So there we have it. I have started a multi chapter fic, and have started another fic but I don't know if it is going to be a one-off or multi chapter yet. Anyway, let me know what you thought and thank you again so much for all of the wonderful feedback.

Love,
Cassie.