"Okay, the dance goes: left, right, turn, jump. Your turn," Kurt said.
It was nearing Nationals and Blaine had missed a few glee club practices due to a nasty stomach bug. Luckily, the routine was being recycled from when Kurt was a sophomore and the glee club was in its infancy, so Kurt was helping him learn the dance to the big finale number. The only place in the Hudson-Hummel house that was big enough for a full-on dance practice was the basement.
Blaine watched Kurt do it a few times before attempting it himself. "Left, right, turn jump!" Blaine said as he did the dance.
"Great job! Okay, the next part goes: "Left, right, left…" Kurt was cut off by being engulfed by total darkness. "What just happened?" Kurt asked.
"The bulb burnt out," Blaine replied.
Kurt groped for the string that turned on the light and pulled it a bunch of times.
"Kurt, the bulb is burnt out. That's not going to do anything," Blaine laughed.
"It's dark," Kurt complained.
"Well then let's go find a lightbulb and then it will be light again. Where do you keep the light bulbs?" Blaine asked.
"Down here somewhere," Kurt replied.
Blaine sighed. They both embarked on an epic adventure through the mounds of junk in the basement to find where the light bulbs that went to that specific light were located. After over 10 minutes of crashing and bumping into things, they finally found the light bulbs and had some light to dance by.
Blaine picked up the remaining two bulbs in the box and headed up the stairs.
"Where are you going?" Kurt asked.
"To put these somewhere else so when it's dark down here no one has to risk their life," Blaine replied.
Kurt laughed and followed him up the stairs to the kitchen, where dancing was soon replaced by ice cream.