A/N: Wow. Lost track of time.

"I want a hobby." Blaine frowned sadly.

"You play an instrument." Kurt said sensibly from the laptop, typing out his next sentence.

"But I want a cool hobby." Blaine was lounging on the couch, half upside-down. "Something I can do all the time."

"Get a shaker egg." Kurt muttered distractedly.

"But that's noisy." Blaine said softly. "You'd get annoyed."

"Mm...you're right." He was still distracted, typing away.

"Kurt, you're not even listening to me." Blaine pouted.

"Nope." Kurt grinned, glancing up briefly. "Busy. Concentrating."

"On what?" Blaine whined. "I need help Kurt! Help me..."

"Blaine, you don't need help to pick a hobby."

"Yeah I do." Blaine disagreed, tilting his head to look at Kurt. "I can't just pick something at random, what if I don't like it?" he asked sensibly, kicking his legs in the air.

Kurt sighed, looking up at him. "What sort of thing do you want?"

"I don't know. Something I can play with?" Blaine suggested.

Kurt was busy typing again, ignoring Blaine as he fidgeted impatiently on the couch.

"Kurtt.." Blaine whined again.

"Blaine..." Kurt mocked frustratedly.

"Kurt, that's not nice." Blaine pouted.

Kurt sighed.

"I'm sorry Blaine, I just really have to finish this." He explained. "Why don't you see if you can find something in the junk drawer? I thought I saw some cards or something in there..."

"What can I do with cards?" Blaine asked, crinkling his nose in disgust.

"Magic tricks?" Kurt suggested.

^.^

"Blaine, what are you doing?" Kurt asked. He'd finished his work a little while ago, and realised that the house was oddly quiet, so he'd worriedly gone looking for Blaine.

Blaine was standing in the backyard, winding string around something.

"My new hobby." Blaine grinned.

Kurt raised an eyebrow. "A yo-yo?"

"A yellow yo-yo!" he exclaimed happily.

Kurt blinked, a small smile on his face. "Have you learnt anything yet?"

Blaine pouted. "It's really hard. So...not really."

Kurt smiled fondly. "Show me?"

Blaine grinned excitedly, setting up the string and flexing him arm impressively. He twisted his arm, letting the string down and retract, before catching it.

"Yeah, that's about it."

Kurt grinned, shaking his head.

"Blaine...come on..."

"Where are we going?" Blaine asked, trying to spin the yo-yo in a way that looked dangerous.

"We're going to get you a book that will teach you." Kurt smirked, reaching out his hand. "So...you know, you don't kill me with that thing."