AN: Anyone miss me? Sorry got caught up in NaNo among other things. I had planned on posting this on Thanksgiving but I'm a couple days late. Hope you enjoy it anyway!
Prompt: Jonathan MacIntyre - "I'm a little nervous because I was involved in making this."-'Elevator Girl'
"Have I ever told you that you're a life-saver?" Mercedes asked, giving Kurt a peck on the cheek as he shrugged into his coat.
Like herself, Kurt was home in Lima for the Thanksgiving holiday. Unlike herself, however, he would be spending the holiday with his parents, stepbrother and fiancé. Her own parents had decided to take a cruise for the Holidays and Mercedes had volunteered to house sit while they were away. Without her own family to celebrate the holiday, she had decided to invite Mike and his parents over for Thanksgiving dinner. Of course when they had accepted was when panic had set in as she had never been much of a cook.
In his usual gallant fashion though, Kurt had been more than happy to bail her out. Kurt had showed up early that morning and had spent the time helping her cook a traditional Thanksgiving dinner for her new boyfriend and his parents.
"Once or twice, but whose counting," Kurt joked.
"Seriously, Kurt, I would've been lost without you this morning." Mercedes told him as she opened the front door.
"That's what friends are for. I hope everything goes well tonight," Kurt told her, stepping out onto the front porch and into the flurries that had started to fall.
Mercedes started to shut the door to the cold air when she noticed Mike walking up the walkway. He paused briefly to greet Kurt and then continued towards her.
"If I didn't know how happy he was with Blaine, I might be jealous," Mike joked, pointing over his shoulder at Kurt who was getting into his father's pick-up.
Mercedes laughed. "Well, good afternoon to you too," she said. The two kissed and the Mercedes stepped aside to let Mike inside. "Where are your parents?"
"They'll be along shortly. Dad had some work he insisted he needed to finish."
"On Thanksgiving?" She asked, taking the coat Mike had shrugged out of.
Mike shrugged. "Dinner smells wonderful."
"Thanks. Kurt was helping me cook but as I was still involved in the process I'm a bit nervous."
"I'm sure it will taste as good as it smells." Mike assured her, leaning in for another kiss.
Mercedes obliged him, knowing she would feel awkward kissing him when his parents got here.
"Do you want to watch the football game until your folks get here?" Mercedes asked.
"Sounds like a plan," Mike replied, enthusiastically.
Mercedes waved a hand toward the livingroom. "Make yourself at home. I'll go get us some refreshments," she said, heading for the kitchen while Mike headed in the direction indicated.