So sorry for the delay! I had practical finals today (Why on a Saturday?!) and went off to sleep as soon as I came home. So it's a double update for you guys! Remember, next week will be my last update till the 9th of June. So don't worry, I am not flouncing my own story!
Thanks a bunch to CrazySue05 who edits this baby for me!
Disclaimer : I do not own Glee and Harry Potter or any of its characters. *cries and runs from room*
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"So Daddy taught Kurtiekins how to fix his engine, yeah?"
Kurt looked up from the engine, already groaning as he recognized the voice and the click-clack of stiletto heels in Lima, Ohio. He said, "Hey Santana, and don't call me that. I didn't think we were close enough for nicknames, especially when half your nicknames pertaining to me are an insult to our sexuality." Santana hissed as he grouped them together and looked around frantically. He tried to calm her down, "Don't worry, there was no one here but me before you arrived and hopefully no one will turn up after you." Santana snarked, "So if your ass burns up this place, I'll go up in flames with you?" Kurt retorted back, "I've been working in this garage since I was ten. I think the only thing burning up this place would be if you had matchsticks along with blades in your hair. Now stop snarking and tell me exactly why Brittany said such a thing at Coffee-Holics."
Santana looked around as if wanting to sit and Kurt said, "I'll be done with this car in about five-ten minutes. Pick up a soda from the cooler in the office, and I'll be with you. We can then have a nice slumber talk without a sleep-over." Santana nodded somewhat meekly for a person who bitched at people for a living. He tried to wipe the grease off from one of his fingers so he could adjust his hair a bit. He then continued with his work while Santana walked into the office.
She knew that the office was mainly his father's but there was some stuff in there which totally showed that Kurt's presence wasn't a rare thing. There were monogrammed towels right next to the washbasin and Burt written on a black cap hung on the hook. She opened the cooler to see drinks and snacks labelled with various names. Steve, Matthew, John, Burt and Kurt. She searched for the Kurt labelled stuff to see all of them were either low-fat or sugar-free. She saw the drinks and noticed the Diet Cokes were all Kurt's. So she purposely opened up one of them to rile him up. Plus, she knew the beer at the back was definitely not meant for her and she didn't want to get on Mr. Hummel's bad side.
She then walked out of the office and noticed Kurt bent over the engine. Even though she was into girls, she could appreciate a brilliant butt when she saw one. And Kurt had one hell of a butt. She rubbed the moisture on the side of the can on her right hand and used it to slap his butt. He literally jumped and shrieked, "Why would you do that?" Santana leered, "You're a grade-A twink, Kurtie…" As Kurt refused to accept that name, Santana continued, "I bet you can get any guy that you want. So why aren't you tapping that British ass yet? He's rich, sophisticated, and has a higher IQ than all the jocks put together."
Kurt said, "Gimme two minutes." He closed down the carburetor and removed the latch that held the engine hood up. As it came down, he took a notepad, wrote down all the replacements and cleaning he had done and went into the office to wash his hands. He then realized he could barter a bargain and said, "I'll tell you my story if you open up first." She then nodded and started, "Well, Brittany was always my best friend first and foremost. She was the one good thing that made me feel better whenever Coach Sue brought me down with her horrible insults. Back then, we didn't realize that we had to let it slide down our back. She kept me happy with all the nice thoughts, even if they were about unicorns and dolphins and her pet cat."
She drank a gulpful of coke and continued, "I can see first-hand what being gay in Lima will get you. Exhibit B." And she pointed to Kurt, who sadly nodded. She said, "However, to Brittany, it doesn't matter if you love a guy, or a girl, or an animal, as long as you love. How am I supposed to explain to her that no one is as special as her to look at it in that way?" Kurt tried to intervene, "That doesn't explain the song." Santana crumpled up the can and threw it at the dustbin, only to miss as she said, "She wanted us to come out as a couple using that song. I didn't have the courage to do it. Quinn was searching for a reason to bring me down. She did it using my surgery. If I had come out, she would have used that, even if we are supposedly together on the same bitch scale."
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