Chapter 24: Let It Snow

"Damn, I missed it! Kurt, you didn't tell me it was on." Nigel gave his boyfriend an accusing look.

Kurt grimaced. "Believe me, you didn't miss much."

Burt tore a dinner roll in half. "It was pretty strange. What was with that Star Wars thing?"

Finn snorted. "Yeah, since when do Han Solo and Luke Skywalker play drums and guitar?" Finn shook his head, and speared a potato with his fork. "You really have to wonder about Artie sometimes."

"It wasn't that bad. Kurt and Blaine did a nice job with 'Let it Snow'." Carole patted Nigel's arm. "Don't worry, I PVR'd it."

Kurt groaned. "You didn't!"

Carole smiled. "Of course, I did. Both my boys were on TV, of course I recorded it."

Finn and Kurt exchanged a look, and spoke as one. "Of course."

Burt looked around the table at his blended family. It had taken a while; it hadn't been an easy adjustment, especially for the boys. But here they were, laughing and teasing and caring about each other. Burt couldn't be any happier. He caught Carole's eye, and smiled, knowing that she was thinking the same thing.

"There's a Dr. Who Christmas Special on tonight." Kurt grabbed the remote.

Nigel grinned at him. "No."

"A Big Bang Theory Marathon is on the comedy network."

Nigel laughed. "Give me that." He grabbed the remote. "How bad can it be?"

Kurt sniffed. "On a scale of 1 to 10, 10 being a complete waste of time and talent, this is a 12."

Nigel settled into a corner of the couch, and dragged Kurt down next to him. "You realize you're just making this sound more attractive, right?"

Kurt curled into Nigel, his arm across the OSU student's waist, his head on his boyfriend's shoulder. "Don't say I didn't warn you."

Nigel scanned the titles on the PVR, and selected The Glee Holiday Spectacular. He hit play. "It's in black and white?"

Kurt groaned. "It's Artie's homage to the Judy Garland Christmas Show. Don't ask!"

Nigel watched the onscreen Kurt brush at Blaine's jacket. "You're a couple?"

"We're supposed to be living together but the network didn't want us to say that in case it freaked people out."

"Naturally, a gay couple couldn't possibly want to celebrate Christmas." Nigel wasn't quite as good at sarcasm as Kurt, but he was close.

"Like anyone watched this anyway!"

Nigel didn't say anything else, his eyes glued to the screen. Kurt wondered what he was thinking.

"You look so hot!"

Kurt pulled out of Nigel's arms. "What? You're crazy. I look ridiculous."

"No. Look." Nigel hit rewind. "Right there, see how you stick your ass out."

"Shut up! I did not!"

"Yes, you did." Nigel pressed rewind again. "See?" Nigel grinned at Kurt. "Hot!"

Kurt grabbed the remote and hit fast forward. Nigel tried to wrestle the control out of Kurt's hands. "Hey, I want to see that again."

They struggled on the couch. Kurt jumped up, laughing down at Nigel, remote in hand. "If you promise to never, ever watch this again, I will promise to do that move for you…" Kurt hit pause, dropped the remote on the coffee table, and sat himself in Nigel's lap, straddling his legs. "… in private."

Nigel's hands went to Kurt's hips. "Never?"

Kurt considered. "Okay, you can watch it as long as I'm not around."

Nigel pushed Kurt onto his back, and leaned over him. "But we could watch it together, you know, like our own personal porn."

Kurt laughed as Nigel, ground against him suggestively. "Oh, I don't think so, Dennison!"

"Did you guys get to the Star Wars part yet?" Finn loped into the room and picked up the remote from the coffee table.

Nigel moved off Kurt, and Kurt sat up. "No, Nigel got distracted."

Finn grinned; noticing Nigel's flushed face, and Kurt's messed hair. "Yeah, I can see that." He flopped down on the couch beside Kurt, and hit play.

Nigel wrapped an arm around Kurt's shoulders, and nibbled into his neck, as Mercedes, Rachel, Blaine and Kurt sang "My Favourite Things" on screen.

When Puck and Finn, came on screen, Nigel smirked at Finn. "Nice look, there, Finn."

"Yeah, so not fair. I look like a dork in padded pjs, and Puck gets to look all cool!"

"Okay, the karate pjs aren't particularly flattering, but at least they didn't make you sound like a vapid 50's housewife." Kurt pitched his voice even higher than usual. "Oh, no, you guys, with all the guests and the songs, I forgot to turn on the oven!"

Nigel winced in sympathy. "You're right. The dialogue is painfully lame."

Finn snorted. "I hope Artie's not planning on being the next Steven Spielberg."

They watched the rest in silence, until Rory showed up on screen. "Holiday Elf? Oh, my God!" Nigel sputtered in surprise. "What have they got the poor kid wearing? I'm surprised Rory didn't take the next plane back to Ireland."

Finn highlighted erase on the screen, his finger hovering over the select button on the remote.

"Finn!" Kurt warned. "Your mother will never forgive you."

"Dude! Do you really want this recorded for all poster… you know, freaking forever?"

Nigel supplied the word Finn was mangling. "You mean posterity?"

"Yeah." Finn nodded, and pointed to the screen. "You know I heard my mom asking Burt if there was a way to transfer this. She wants to keep it to…" Finn shuddered. "…show to our kids."

Kurt's eyes went wide with horror. "No!"

Nigel couldn't resist teasing Kurt. "Don't you want to show some future son or daughter, what daddy did in senior year?"

Kurt gave the OSU student a dirty look. "Show's over. You can leave any time, Dennison."

"So?" Finn's thumb still hovered over the remote. "We can say it was an accident."

Kurt snorted. "We can say that but she won't believe it." He grinned at his step-brother. "The next time the power goes out. We'll tell her everything on the PVR got erased."

Finn nodded. "That's good. She'll buy that." He put the remote down, and stood up to leave. "Because we don't need anyone else seeing this, bro."

Kurt glared at Nigel. "Yeah, too many people have seen it already."

As soon as Finn left the room, Nigel pushed Kurt onto his back, and crawled over him. He sat astride Kurt's crotch, his legs on either side of Kurt's hips. "Now, where were we before your step-brother interrupted us?"

"Nigel, honey, what did you think of the special?" Carole stood in the entry to the living room, dish towel in her hands.

Nigel scrambled off Kurt with more haste than dignity. He stood to face Carole while Kurt just lay there laughing at him. "I thought it was pretty good, Carole. Thank you for recording it."

"I knew you'd like it." She smiled at them both as she turned to leave. "I'm going to be baking, but, just so you know, Burt tends to wander around."

Nigel looked down at Kurt and smirked. "Think she's trying to tell us something?"

Kurt held out his hand and Nigel pulled him up. "Yeah, she's trying to make sure my dad doesn't shoot you."

Nigel followed Kurt out of the room. "Your father doesn't really have a gun, does he?"

Kurt turned and grinned at his boyfriend. "No, but he's got a lug wrench that he's kind of partial to."