When the two boys got to the pharmacy, Blaine immediately hopped out of the car. Kurt sat there for a few minutes, arguing with himself about whether or not he should go through with this plan. The soloist noticed Kurt's hesitation and gently helped him out of the car. Inside the store it was practically empty except for a few retired seniors. Blaine led Kurt straight to the back to the store where all of the incontinence supplies were stocked.

"I have no idea what we're supposed to be looking for here." Kurt spoke up, clearly uncomfortable. He looked around quickly to make sure nobody was watching them.

Blaine ran a hand over his gelled hair. "Well, we should probably decide, tapes or pull-ups?" He asked, a little awkwardly.

Kurt turned pink. "Ummm." He said, stalling.

"Can I help you boys with something?" A young saleslady asked, making Kurt jump.

Blaine glanced at her nametag. Eliza. "Uh, yes, actually. We have a friend who has a problem with stress wetting and he asked us to get him some supplies but he never told us what to get specifically."

Eliza's eyes flickered over to Kurt, who was red in the face and staring at his shoes.

"Of course. Is your friend completely incontinent?" She asked, making Kurt blush.

Blaine shook his head. "Just nighttime problems and some accidents during the day." He said, feeling awful for Kurt.

Eliza nodded. "Okay then I would recommend pull-ups during the day. They're a lot more easier to get on and off and much more discreet. For nighttime, I think tape diapers would be a lot more reliable, less likely to leak."

Blaine nodded and thanked her before turning to Kurt. "See? That wasn't so bad. Now we just need to figure out what size you are." He studied his blushing boyfriend. "Hmmm, I'd say you were a small." He guessed. Turning to the shelves of diapers, Blaine frowned. The thickness of each diaper was labeled by a color.

"Do you know what that means?" Kurt asked.

Blaine shook his head.

"So what do we choose?"

Blaine thought for a second before coming up with an idea. "Kurt, what's your favorite color?"

"Blue." Kurt instantly replied, watching as his boyfriend grabbed the blue pack off the shelf and tossed it in the basket.

"There. Now lets get the other ones."

Thankfully, the pull-ups simply had thin, regular, super, and ultra. Kurt blushed, refusing to look at anything but the floor. Blaine grabbed regular without a second thought and into the basket it went. Then he wandered further down the aisle to study the plastic mattress covers.

"We should get one of these too, just in case." He commented and picked out one that would fit the Dalton bed.

Kurt didn't say a word the entire time, even when Blaine grabbed some baby powder and wipes as well. Then, much to Kurt's relief, they left the aisle.

"Do you want some candy?" Blaine asked, hoping that would help Kurt ease up a bit on himself.

Kurt shook his head stiffly and followed his boyfriend to the checkout where Eliza was waiting for them. She glanced at him sympathetically as she bagged everything, for he was beyond embarrassed, resting uncomfortably between mortification and wanting to die.

"I wish your friend the best of luck." She smiled, handing the bags to Blaine, who in turn thanked her again for her assistance.

Kurt was incredibly relieved to get out of the pharmacy, but once Dalton came in sight, he immediately began to grow nervous once more.

Blaine rested his hand on the boy's thigh reassuringly. "It's okay."

"What if somebody sees?" He frowned.

"Everybody is still in class." Blaine assured him and got out of the car to retrieve the bags from the trunk. "Ready?" He asked.

Kurt took a deep breath and nodded, heading into the large school.