I would have put this up earlier, but for some reason I couldn't log on anytime today. It was very frustrating…
And FYI, I know other stories have had them as Batman and Robin for Halloween. I decided to do it because Batman is my absolute favorite. If you watch the old shows with Adam West and Burt Ward, you will immediately sense how perfect a gay couple they would be. I've decided to temporarily disable anonymous comments. I don't mind constructive criticism, but I'd like an opportunity to respond to it.
Back to happy things: please enjoy this chapter; I probably won't get another posted until Monday. If there is anything in particular you would like to see happen, let me know and I'll see if I can fit it in. I'm already up to New Years, so probably after that. I've never been toOhio, and I don't know their school schedules, but I'll just make some wild assumptions and ballpark it.
:)
After Blaine's birthday party, I should have expected Kurt's to be just as bad. Kurt stopped having big birthday parties in the second grade. Partially because I wasn't very good at organizing those things, that was always Elizabeth's job. The other reason was that inviting the whole class to a birthday party seemed like a waste considering the majority of the class made fun of Kurt most of the time. He usually had a small group over for movies and a sleepover. Mercedes was always a part of the group, as well as a few of the other glee girls over the years. This year was different. Even after all the crap he had been through, he still had a big group of loyal friends, a brother and a boyfriend. After a few nights of pleading, I relented and agreed to a sleepover. This time it included all of new directions as well as most of the warblers.
Once everyone was invited and Kurt got all the responses (10 New Directions, 5 warblers and my 3 boys) I realized we needed to figure out where everyone was going to sleep. The basement doesn't have heat, so it's ok for summer sleepovers, but it's too cold for November sleepovers. The living room wasn't big enough for 18 kids to sleep. We'll be lucky if they fit for a movie. I actually got my solution from Mrs. Jones. She called me to find out if the warblers were going to be at Kurt's birthday party. Apparently Mercedes had started dating David (the tall, skinny black kid- I don't know any warbler names besides Wes), and she wanted to make sure I knew that they shouldn't be sleeping in the same room.
I called upstairs to the boys to explain the sleep arrangements, since it worked to my advantage too.
"Boys! Get down here. I want to talk to you before your friends get here!"
It sounded a bit like a stampede coming down the stairs. I knew it wasn't Kurt's doing since he normally moved around silently. It was a little creepy sometimes. When he was little I considered making him wear a bell so I would hear him coming.
"What's up dad?"
"I wanted to explain the sleeping arrangements. Before I start, I don't want any bitching or moaning from any of you. The basements too cold and the living room won't fit everyone. Therefore, everyone is going to be camping out in different rooms. Kurt, you, Mercedes and the rest of the girls are going to be in your room. You have the biggest room, so you can probably fit everyone on the floor. Two can share the bed as long as it isn't Santana and Britney. In fact, I want them on opposite sides of the room. I'd put Santana in another room, but I'm afraid of what she'd do there. Finn, you and the new directions guys get the living room since Artie can't get upstairs. Just try and make sure Puck doesn't end up sleeping in the fireplace... again. Blaine, that means we have to try and fit the warblers in your room. Do you think that's possible?"
"They'll sleep anywhere. They'd all share a closet if they had to."
The next part was a little more delicate. If everyone else was being separated, it seemed only fair.
"Are there any other warbler... couples?"
"Not in the ones coming to the party. Everyone coming should be able to control themselves."
"Ok. That's all I've got then. Go get ready for your party."
Kurt looked a little upset about me making Blaine sleep in another room, but he was still having a big party.
The kids got there in big groups, all the warblers arriving together and new directions arriving in two groups. We had pizzas delivered and they were devoured before I got a chance to get a slice. Carol decided to run out and pick up a few more pizzas and she said I had to go too. We made sure everyone was settled and then told them we'd be back soon and not to cause any trouble. We stayed a few extra minutes to each get a slice, since there was a good chance we'd miss them a second time.
By the time we got back, a movie was already started. It looked like they were watching Rocky Horror Picture Show, and all the kids were singing along. Somehow, they all fit in the living room. Kurt and Blaine were, of course, sharing the chair, Mercedes and her boyfriend were sharing the love seat with Wes and another warbler, and it was a close fit. Britney was on Artie's lap, and the couch was stuffed with about half of new directions, and everyone else was scattered around the floor. We announced that more pizza was there, and a few guys came out to the kitchen to get some, but quickly went back in to the movie. A little while later, I could hear an argument, so I went in to see what was going on. As it turned out, they were recasting the movie and planning who there would play each part.
Once the movie was finished it was time for birthday cake. Blaine and Carol had made the cake. Normally all cakes are made by Kurt, but it was agreed that he couldn't make his own birthday cake. Based on what I saw, we should have just let Kurt make his own cake. I'll leave it at that. Kurt had other ideas.
"Blaine, why would you put a dinosaur on my cake?"
"Well, it started out as Elphaba, from Wicked, since I know that's your favorite musical, but it started looking funny, so I turned it into a dinosaur!"
"What's on it's back?"
"That's us... Dressed as cowboys!"
At that point Carol burst out laughing. The first few times she tried talking, she had to stop because she was laughing too hard. Finally she was able to get something out.
"Kurt... He put a lot of effort into that. At least I talked him out of dressing you in rainbow shirts."
"What's he eating? " Kurt asked once Carol stopped laughing.
"Finn." Blaine replied.
By now most of the kitchen was laughing, including Blaine, so I could tell he didn't think everyone was laughing at him.
Singing 'Happy Birthday' in a room with 18 singers who all think they are the best is an interesting experience. Luckily, with the exception of Santana tackling a warbler, it didn't turn violent. After cake, the kids went into the living room to play truth or dare. Carol and I volunteered to clean up the kitchen so they could get started. Once the dishwasher was loaded, I pressed my finger to my lips to show Carol that we had to be quiet. I then took her hand and lead her to my secret spot in the kitchen that let you hear what was being said in the living room without being seen. She would have been mad if she wasn't so interested in what they were up to.
It must have been Britney's turn last, because she was asking now.
"Ok, Blaine! Truth or dare?"
"Uh... dare!"
"Ok... I dare you to make out with me, because you are the only guy at McKinley I haven't made out with yet, and a perfect record means a lot to me."
"Um... I guess... if it's ok with Kurt."
"Be my guest!" Kurt replied a little too quickly.
About ten seconds later, there were a lot of wolf whistles and yells. Blaine started to move on to the next round, but Britney started talking again.
"You are a pretty good kisser Blaine Warbler, but Kurt is better."
All of a sudden there was a lot of commotion and talking at once. Wes and Blaine's comments stood out the most to me.
"When you said every guy, I didn't think you meant Kurt!"
"Hey, Kurt's a guy!"
"You know what I mean..."
Finally Britney shouted over everyone.
"You guys should all try it. Kurt's one of the best kissers ever. Blaine is really lucky. It's like kissing a lady, only with boy parts."
We could hear several people getting up from their seats around the room, and Blaine jumping over furniture.
"No one is going to be kissing Kurt but me, so don't get any ideas. Can we just get back to the game?"
There was a lot of grumbling, but the game resumed. There were a few crazy dares. Several of which involved running a lap around the outside of the house, wearing only boxers, while singing Christmas carols. There was some more kissing (some boy/girl, some boy/boy and some girl/girl) and a lot of truths I didn't need to hear. Finn admitted to walking in on Kurt and Blaine more than once and Kurt admitted to catching Finn during some alone time with a girl, but he discreetly avoided mentioning which girl, since Finn seemed to jump between three different girls, and we never know who the pick of the week is. Blaine admitted to the warblers about going on a date with Rachel, and Kurt had to follow it up by telling the warblers (new directions already knew) that he didn't just kiss Britney, but they dated for a couple of weeks. A lot of other confessions were made, but I didn't listen to the ones that concerned kids that didn't live in my house.
Finally Carol pulled my arm, signaling it was time for us to go to bed, and stop eavesdropping. I stood up and walked into the living room, knocking lightly on the door frame.
"Don't forget to get some sleep. Warblers are all up in Blaine's room, new directions guys are in here, and new directions girls are up in Kurt's room. No switching rooms, and no significant others sharing sleeping bags." I added that last part while looking directly at Kurt and Blaine. Kurt was currently sitting on Blaine's lap in their chair.
"Don't make it too late. Good night."
As Carol and I went up to our room, I could hear the kids sorting through the pile of sleeping bags and backpacks that were piled by the door. I knew someone would try something, so I decided to set my watch alarm for an hour. It was loud enough to wake me, but it usually didn't wake Carol.
An hour later I tiptoed out of my room and down the hall. I could hear laughter coming from Blaine's room, so I knocked lightly and went in.
"Is everyone settled in here? Do you need anything?"
I tried to discreetly look around the room and make sure no one was missing and no one was extra. There were 5 guys and Blaine, so this room was good for now. I stopped in Kurt's room next, knocking again, especially since this room was full of girls. Once again everyone was there with no one extra, although there was a lot more giggling than usual. I left and stopped downstairs. There was no need to knock. They were so entranced by whatever Xbox game they were playing, they didn't even notice me.
I decided things were good for now and went to bed. Kurt, Blaine and Finn all knew to expect me any hour of the night, so they probably wouldn't pull anything.
I woke up around seven and quietly went down to make a pot of coffee. On my way, I stopped to check the rooms. Both Blaine and Kurt were missing from their respective rooms. Now I had the task of hunting them down, wherever they may be. Fifteen minutes later I checked every room, and still didn't find them. Just as I was about to try their cell phones, the front door opened and the walked in hand in hand.
"Where were you two? I've been looking everywhere! Why weren't you in your rooms?"
Kurt spoke first, just as I realized Blaine was holding a big paper bag.
"Calm down Dad. We just left a little while ago to go pick up bagels for breakfast."
"You should have woken me up or left a note."
Blaine walked back from the kitchen after putting the bag down.
"We tried to wake you up, but you just mumbled something about a carburetor, rolled over and started snoring. We left a note for you. It was taped to your bedroom door."
"Oh... Well then... Did you get me a salt bagel?"
Kurt rolled his eyes.
"Of course not. With your blood pressure, I got you a whole grain bagel and low fat cream cheese."
As Kurt turned to walk into the kitchen Blaine stepped closer to me and pulled a small paper bag out of his jacket pocket.
"Don't tell Kurt."
He handed the bag to me and followed Kurt into the kitchen. I looked inside and saw a salt bagel. I guess while Kurt cared about my physical health, Blaine cared about my mental health.
Two dozen bagels and three pots of coffee later everyone was fed and starting to pack up. Overall, I'd say it was a fairly successful party.