It was a mere 6:00 in the morning on a spring day, and barely 40 degrees outside. Kurt was huddled up in his coat and gloves, clutching a huge cup of coffee, sitting on the edge of a boat. Yes, Kurt Hummel was on a very small fishing boat. "It smells like low tide here," Kurt whined.
Blaine laughed. "Well we are near the water," he said.
"Can we leave yet?" Kurt asked.
Blaine, sitting next to him, sighed. "As soon as my Uncle Jim fixes the engine, then we can leave."
Blaine's Uncle Jim owned a small fishing boat that he took out onto the lakes once in a while. He was letting the boys borrow it for the day so they could go on a fishing date. "Alright boys, the engine should be all set," Uncle Jim said. "Blaine, you remember everything I taught you about driving the boat, right?" he asked, handing Blaine the keys.
"Of course I do," Blaine said, smiling.
"I didn't realize you knew how to drive a boat," Kurt said.
Blaine smiled again. "Uncle Jim taught me when I was younger," he said.
"Have a great day, boys," Uncle Jim said. He stepped off the boat and Blaine put the key in the ignition. The boat roared to life, but a few seconds later, sputtered, and then died.
Kurt glared at Blaine.
Blaine sighed. "How about we get some breakfast at the restaurant down the street?" Blaine asked.
"Okay," Kurt said, standing and hurrying off of the boat. They began the short walk down the street. "What should we do after that?" Kurt asked.
Blaine thought for a minute. "Maybe we could find a nice aquarium," he said.
Kurt laughed. "Yes. All the fun of being on a boat, except for the actual boatl," he said. They were seated at the restaurant and had a nice breakfast, the start of a lovely day together.