Kurt pulled the string that released the door to the attic and pulled down the rickety staircase. "You go first," Kurt said to Blaine, who had been roped in to helping Kurt clean out the attic on one rainy Saturday afternoon. Kurt had promised strawberries, whipped cream, Disney movies and surprises and Blaine had decided the rewards outweighed the task.
"Why me? It's your attic," Blaine asked.
"Because you're braver than me and you can kill the spiders," Kurt said matter-of-factly. Blaine rolled his eyes and marched up the stairs. Kurt scampered after him. Blaine swatted some cobwebs out of the way and pulled the string that flipped on the single lightbulb that halfheartedly illuminated the small room.
"Well where should we start?" Blaine asked.
"Um, I'll start over in this corner and you can start in that one and we'll meet in the middle?" Kurt proposed. Blaine nodded. They went to work sorting through the junk. The only thing that was said was the names of items, such as "old lamp," "box of records," and "floppy hat." Most responses were either "keep," "yard sale" or "trash," with an occasional "What?" thrown in there. So it was much to Kurt's surprise when all he heard from Blaine's side of the attic was hysterical laughter. "What may I ask is so funny over there?" Kurt asked. Blaine was still doubled over in laughter.
When he finally caught his breath, he said, "You had a Dora the Explorer poster?" Blaine asked, holding up the large piece of paper to show Kurt.
"Excuse me, I'll have you know she was both educational and entertaining," Kurt said, snatching the poster away.
"Well is that a keep, throw away or yard sale?" Blaine asked. Kurt eyed him funny.
"Um…I'll decide later," Kurt said, rolling it back up. "I think we've done enough work for one day anyways." Blaine, still giggling, followed Kurt back down the stairs. "Now let's go watch The Lion King," Kurt said, heading for the refrigerator to get the strawberries and whipped cream.
"Don't you want to watch Dora?" Blaine said, now laughing hysterically all over again. In response, Kurt uncapped the whipped cream and sprayed a huge gob directly into Blaine's hair. Blaine then chased Kurt around the house for 20 minutes. Once both boys were sufficiently sticky, Kurt dragged Blaine into the bathroom.
"Now, let's clean up," Kurt said, locking the door, turning the shower on and thrusting Blaine enthusiastically into the door. No one saw them for hours.