A/N: A always, I apologize it took so long and I hope you enjoy! And yes, I'm a little early with the next holiday coming up. I just love Halloween so much. I love to celebrate it!

D/N: The characters of Glee within this story are not owned by me.

Kurt walked through the halls, huddled in his coat. He used any bypass hallway to avoid the jocks and walked quicker, making sure to have a sharp eye. Nonetheless, he was happier than before. Within the last couple of weeks, Blaine would keep his promise and visit on weekends. No matter how long the drive.

They spent countless of nights in the tent that Burt let them set up every weekend, or sometimes in Kurt's room, exploring their bodies and trying new things. Of course, Burt would give them a surprise visit every now and then just to check up on them. And that's where Blaine would have to listen very closely for anything approaching. Both boys would feel closer then ever when alone.

Rachel was practicing her vocal warmups by the piano Brad played. Various girls, like Santana, was fixing their hair... as well as Sam. Others just doodled in notebooks or chatted amongst themselves while waiting for Mr. Shue to come back with their schoolwork. There was Kurt, sitting silent and reading his book. Then there was Artie, staring at Sam with angry eyes.

"Alright, guys!" Mr. Shue stated as he entered the Choir Room, "Halloween is coming up! I want to do a spectacular performace at this years football game. Any ideas?"

Rachel immediately announced, "Thriller!"

Some of the classmates nodded in agreement, some shrugged and wished for something else. Kurt however, was still wrapped into his book. As Mr. Shue went up to Kurt, he said, "No. We've already done that last year. I don't want to be repetitive." He then tapped Kurt's book and pointed towards the board with what was written, 'Halloween.'

Kurt set his book down in his lap and thought of ideas for a Halloween performance, knowing all too well what was going to happen in the next two weeks getting ready for said performance. They would be dancing on end, day after day. Everyone would be singing tirelessly. All while Kurt would be sitting, reading transcripts and lyrics and trying to memorize them to when they were sung. Which usually Mercedes loved to help with.

"Rob Zombie!" Puck yelped.

"I believe that may be too scary for our audience, Puck," Mr. Shue pointed at said student. Puck sulked in his chair whilst picking up his guitar and strumming. "How about..." Mr. Shue started as he went to write on the board, "a classic Halloween style song?" he asked excitedly.

Some students were curious as to what Mr. Shue was proposing. Mr. Shue asked again, "How about a performance of Monster Mash?" The students laughed and cheered, nodding their heads in approval. Kurt looked over to Mercedes for a translation, for Mr. Shue didn't write the song on the board yet like he always does. Mercedes made claws toward Kurt, 'Monster-' then put her palms together and rubbed them together like she was smushing something in between them, 'Mash.'

Kurt made an X with his arms over his chest then held his left hand in the air, palm up while his right hand swung over it back and forth, 'I love that song!'

However, Mercedes looked towards the front of the classroom with surprise. Kurt looked as well to see the notion. Mr. Shue just announced that he wanted Kurt to be the lead role of the performance, and now everyone was staring at him. Except for Mercedes, who was staring at her teacher.

"How is the song going to be sung by a deaf guy?" Sam asked.

Artie, still angry at him, reply hastely, "So you think it's not a true performance if a deaf person is the lead role?"

"No, I'm just asking-" Sam tried to continue, but Mr. Shue interrupted him, "Guys, it's going to be sung by Finn, but performed by Kurt. He'll be front and center doing sign as Finn is with the rest of the group doing the dance."

The whole group just sat in silence, staring at each other, at Mr. Shue or at Kurt. Kurt looked around confused. He had no idea what all was said. He looked at Mr. Shue confused and shrugged his shoulders. Mr. Shue nodded and went to the board to write down, "You are the lead role in the Halloween performance this year." Then pointed at Kurt to make sure it was him that the note was written for.

Kurt pointed at himself, 'Me?' To in which Mr. Shue replied with a nod.

Signs zooming at the speed of light were in front of Blaine. He had to quickly grab his boyfriends coffee before it went over the edge of the table. However, he couldn't catch up and put his own hands up, 'Whoa!'

Kurt stopped and furrowed his brows. Blaine took a few seconds to think about what he was signing before he actually signed. He put his right hand over his left hand and made it as if his right was slowly easing up his left arm, 'Slow down.'

"Ah," Kurt nodded. He pointed at himself and Blaine would say the words out loud, "I"

Kurt made two pointer fingers with both hands and swirled them around each other, "Sign... Signing"

He then made two claws just like what Mercedes done before. But Blaine was stumped. He didn't know what to think. Kurt bared his teeth and growled while repeating the sign. "Bear? Wolf?" Kurt noticed that he wasn't mouthing the word monster and decided to sign the letters. He knew that Blaine at least knew the alphabet really well, "M-O-N-S-T-E-R. Monster!"

Kurt nodded and proceeded to smush his hands together, "Cheese." Kurt looked at him with wide eyes before he realized that the signs for mash and cheese were very similar. He tried the sign again but vigorously. Still seeing the confusion in Blaines face, he signed the letters, "M-A-S-H."

Blaine quickly put it together, "Oh! You're signing the Monster Mash!" Kurt smiled and nodded. He hopped up and down in his seat excitedly. Some of the other customers began to look over their shoulders at what the commotion was about. Blaine simply waved at them and continued the conversation. He made claws towards himself and pulled them outwards, then made a question mark in the air, 'Show?'

Kurt nodded and took a sip of his Nonfat Mocha. He pointed at Blaine then pointed randomly to his side, then made claws facing himself to only pull them away, 'You going to the show?'

Blaine smiled and nodded, "Of course!"

A/N: Get ready for the performance! Yay! I'm going to perfect it the best I can.