So here it is, the next installment. I know it's been a longer wait, but I had another story that just wouldn't leave me alone.
For those who have not read it, it's on my profile called Better Than You.
This chapter is really just a bit of fluff between Kurt, Puck and Sarah.
Hope you enjoy it!
Disclaimer - I don't own Glee or it's characters. Just borrowing them for my own amusement.
"You can cook?"
Puck felt his face heat up, yet again. "Ah, yeah, don't worry, it's totally not poisoned or anything!" Puck added sheepishly.
Puck stared at Kurt for a few seconds before remembering what he said. Turning around, Puck started to pack up all of the ingredients he and set out.
"So, leave the soup on for about another hour and it should be ready. There's plenty there for you and your Dad. But you can freeze the leftovers too."
As Puck started packing up the blintz and latkes into containers, turning to hand them to Kurt he added "These can be eaten cold or you can re-heat them."
Puck tried to hand over the containers, but Kurt was still staring at him as though he was Marc Jacobs original collection jacket.
"Okay… yeah, I'll just put them in the fridge for you." Puck added as he started to load the dishwasher, "Um, look I'd run this through, but it's not full, so – yeah, I mean I can run it through if you want." Puck looked questioningly at Kurt who was still staring at him.
Feeling incredibly self-conscious, Puck ran his hand over his 'hawk again and cleared his throat. Feeling the blush creeping up his face again, Puck broke eye contact and looked around the kitchen.
"Yeah, uh, so I think that's everything. Oh! No, look, I haven't cleaned your pool yet, but, uh, I'll come over tomorrow if that's ok, and I'll do it then, I won't disturb you or anything, I just go right around back, you won't even know I'm here, I swear!"
Realising he was rambling again, Puck took a deep breath and let it out in a sigh, Kurt was still staring at him and he felt the all too familiar heat rise up his cheeks. Seriously? Again? Puck mentally resigned himself to just resembling a human thermometer.
Coughing again, Puck tried to catch Kurt's attention –
"Ah, Hummel? Kurt? Hey, Kurt? Are you all right?" Puck was now waving his hand in front of Kurt's face.
Blinking rapidly, Kurt seemed to come to his sense
"Oh! Um, sorry, I was just… thinking." Kurt added lamely, "um, wh-what? I mean, what did you say?"
"I was just saying that, um, I'll just get Sarah and go home now and get out of your way. Um, I'll come back tomorrow to do your pool, and the soup will be ready in about an hour." Puck took a deep breath "yeah" he added.
Moving around Kurt, Puck headed to the dining room gather Sarah up ready to leave. Kurt watched him go for a second before his brain finally processed what Puck had actually said. Rushing forwards, Kurt placed his hand on Pucks arm, a jolt in his stomach distracted him for a moment.
"No! – I mean, um, you don't have to go, I mean, yet. I, uh… I have some questions if you don't mind, plus, you know, you made all this food, there's no way I can eat it all by myself!" Kurt rambled.
Puck felt electric jolts shoot up his arm when Kurt touched him. Un-consciously leaning into the touch, Puck found he wasn't listening to what Kurt was saying.
"You have really nice hands." SHIT! Did I just say that out loud?
One look at Kurt proved that yep… he did. Giving himself a mental face-palm. Deciding that he should just accept that this visit was going to be an 11 on the fuck-my-life-o-metre then there wasn't really much to do except go with it.
Kurt, slightly stunned and highly amused, stared at Puck. Mindful that Sarah was just a few feet away and remembering what she had said, Kurt took a breath to compose himself and with a shy smile muttered a quit thanks.
"So, uh – what did you make?" asked Kurt trying to break the awkwardness.
Breathing in relief, Puck took the containers out of the fridge and opened them on the counter.
"Well, the chicken soup is on the stove. It's not ready just yet. But these are Latkes and Cheese Blintz."
"It smells delicious." Kurt admitted. "And I'm starving, so how about we set these up?" Kurt suggested with a smile.
"You bet." Grinned Puck "I'm sure you are starving, I don't think you've eaten anything all day."
"How would you know that?"
"You told me you were making breakfast for yourself this morning."
Kurt just smiled and started to grab plates and cutlery.
"Hey, Squirt!" called Puck. "Pack that up for now, we are going to eat."
"Okay!" came the excited reply.
A few minutes later and the three were sitting down to plates full of food and cold glasses of OJ. Puck watched surreptitiously as Kurt took his first bite of the Latkes.
"Oh My God!" moaned Kurt closing his eyes. "These are delicious!"
Puck grinned triumphantly "try the blintz."
Kurt let out a sinful 'Mmmmm' when he tasted the Blintz and Puck found himself getting 'pleased' at the moan.
"These are so good! Where did you learn to cook like this?"
"I mostly taught myself. My Ma works a lot of weird shifts, so it was hard on her to keep meals made for us. So I wanted to learn so I could cook for her sometimes too. I got some help from my Nana for a while when would stay with her, but she's really old now and in nursing home."
"Well, aren't you just full of surprises," commented Kurt as he helped himself and Sarah to more food. "Not only are you a secret master chef, but it also seems that you a paramedic in training?" Kurt questioned. At Puck's slightly confused look, he added "earlier, you helped me, how did you know what to do?"
"Oh, my Ma is a nurse. Sarah has really bad asthma, and sometimes when she gets really bad, she starts to panic. So the ventolin will work, but not for a panic attack. So I had to learn and she taught me."
Unsure of how to reply to that, Kurt merely nodded and continued eating.
"No-No is really smart, he can do lots of things! He is teaching me how to play guitar! And he's really strong, he built my doll house all by himself!" bragged Sarah.
Kurt listened intently, "Really? Well, I know he can play the guitar, but I heard the both of you singing, it was really beautiful. You are very talented too Sarah."
Sarah preened under the attention, "No-No has been teaching me, one day when I get bigger, I'm gonna join Glee Club too. No-No said that it's really fun."
"That it is! I think you will be the next big star. How old are you now?"
"I'm 5, but I will be 6 soon, I'm gonna be in first grade after summer." Sarah proclaimed proudly.
"Well, I would never have guessed!" Kurt said truthfully, "You are so very grown up! Much more responsible than a nearly first grader, you truly are a little Lady Sarah." smiled Kurt.
"Can you make it official? Princesses can right No-No?"
Kurt looked completely bewildered by this request and glanced at Noah confusingly. Blushing, Puck explained –
"She said you look like a Princess –"
"Cause you are so pretty" Sarah clarified.
" – while you were sleeping." added Puck.
Kurt wasn't entirely sure whether he should feel flattered or insulted by this, but seeing the innocent expression on Sarah's face, he decided to go with the former.
"Well, thank you Sarah. But what do you mean, make what official?"
"You know, with the swords and stuff. Make me a real Lady."
Comprehension dawned across Kurt's face as he looked thoughtfully at the young earnest girl in front of him.
"Well, of course I can! I must say, I'm surprised no one has done it for you before, you just look like Lady. But, I'll need a few minutes, because it's a very important ceremony… So, how about you help Pu – I mean, Noah and get washed up and I'll set it up. But, you can't come into the living room, because it's very special and you don't want to cause bad luck for the ceremony right?"
Sarah nodded seriously, "I won't. I promise."
Catching on to the pom of the ceremony, Puck joined in –
"I'll tell you what Squirt, the soup will be just about done, so if it's okay with Kurt, We'll set up a proper ceremony dinner to celebrate it."
Sarah turned her pleading eyes on Kurt who wouldn't have been able to say no if he wanted too.
"Of course, it's most important to commemorate this occasion with a formal sit down dinner. I'll be right back."
With that Kurt excused himself from the table and disappeared returning a few minutes later, Kurt placed a purple feather fascinator on the table along with a tube of sheer pink lip gloss and tiny bottle of perfume.
"Now, I will come back soon, I want you to get yourself washed up and we will get you ready for the ceremony, okay? Just remember, don't go into the living room until I come for you."
Sarah squealed excitedly and jumped up and hugged Kurt tight around his middle. Patting her on the head, Kurt left the Kitchen in the surprisingly capable hands of Noah.
Noah kneeled in front of Sarah and looked her seriously in the eye.
"Now Squirt, this is such a nice thing that Kurt is doing for you, so how about as a thank you, you get washed up carefully and then finish his picture for him."
Agreeing, Sarah scampered off to the bathroom to wash, while Puck cleared the table. Searching through the cupboards, Puck set the table in semi-formal style with sparkling plates and cutlery. Stepping out the back, Puck cut a few flowers and arranged them in a vase and put it in the middle of the table. He cut slices of lemon and placed a slice of lemon as well as a few ice-cubes into glasses as well as a pitcher of cold water onto the table.
Serving the soup into bowls, Puck put out the fresh dinner rolls that his mother had sent over. By this time, Sarah had entered the Kitchen and was now sitting on the floor finishing her drawing for Kurt. Puck found some strawberries, blueberries and raspberries, washing them he arranged them onto three desert plates in the shapes of flowers. Last, he grabbed the cream that his mother had sent also and added a few vanilla beans he found in the Hummel's spice rack, adding a small touch of Cinnamon; Puck whipped up the cream and left in the fridge to keep cool. Looking over to Sarah, he saw that she had just finished her drawing and was now packing her pencils up.
Kurt came bustling into the kitchen just as Sarah had finished, with his hair neatly combed and now wearing a long deep blue bathrobe over his sleep clothes, Kurt stepped up to Sarah and slipped the fascinator in her hair. Adding a touch of lip gloss and perfume, Kurt then wrapped a soft lavender silk shawl around her shoulders. Tying it in a fanciful knot, Kurt pronounced Sarah as ready and then turned to face Puck.
"Uh, Noah, um – being such an import occasion, I was wondering if you would be averse to wearing this?"
Kurt held up a shirt that must have been his fathers, as there was no way Puck could fit into anything of Kurt's. Nodding his ascent, Puck slipped on the pale lavender-almost-white shirt and buttoned it up. Kurt handed over a Purple striped tie and added –
"Now, I'll just finish up in the living room, when you hear the music play, Noah, would you be so good as to escort Miss Sarah to be knighted?"
Puck nodded and Kurt retreated to the living room. Tying the tie deftly, Puck looked down at his sister who looked surprisingly worried.
"What's wrong Squirt?"
"No-No, what's knighting?"
Smiling reassuringly Puck explained, "That's what it's called when you make it official."
Sarah nodded happily and ran her fingers over the soft silk. Hearing the soft music coming from the living room, Sarah looked anxiously at Puck who offered his arm. Not being able to reach very well, Sarah stretched her arm and placed her hand at Puck's elbow. Smiling encouragingly, Puck escorted Sarah to the living room, where simultaneously the pairs' jaws dropped to the carpet.
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