"Dude, c'mon! Just CALL 'im!"

Dave pressed his fingers against his temples and sighed. There was no way he was calling Hummel-'Kurt! It's Kurt now; You don't call him Hummel anymore, dumbass.'-and ask him to help get his car started. They may be becoming almost-friends, but Dave wasn't about to go asking him for favors. Besides, he always lets Kurt get ahold of HIM. After the Valentines day incident, Dave couldn't get himself to initiate the contact. "I can't just CALL him, Az. He's, uh...He's working with his dad at the garage."

Azimio narrowed his eyes at his best friend. "An' that's a problem WHY?" He continued to stare at Dave while he tried to come up with another excuse. He was about to give up and grab his phone when an SUV pulled up next to them.

The window rolled down and Kurt stuck his head out to take a look at the pair. "Car trouble, boys?" He climbed out of the vehicle and wordlessly strolled around to the open hood, poking around at what Dave assumed to be the obvious cause of the problem. "There's not much I can do, but I could probably get my dad to drive out here and take a look at it, if you want. It doesn't look good, and I only trust myself with the basics."

Dave shoved his hands into his pockets and gave a slight smile, "Yeah, that'd be cool." Azimio was just about to climb back into the car, ready to wait for Burt, when Dave stopped him. "Any chance of you maybe giving us a ride back into town? It's starting to get a little cold, and we didn't bring coats or anything."

"Yeah, of course." Kurt smiled at them, "I was about to head back to the shop anyways with some supplies; You can catch a ride back there with me and talk to my dad."

The boys climbed into Kurts SUV, Dave into the passenger seat and Azimo into the back, pushing over a couple bags of aerosol cans and tools. After Kurt started to drive back to Lima, Dave turned just the slightest bit to face him. "I thought you worked in the shop with your dad on Saturdays?"

"Yeah, but it was really slow so dad had me run up to the auto parts store in Columbus. I've been up there all morning grabbing his stuff, among other things." He motioned to the other side of the back seat, where multiple bags of clothes sat and smirked, "Couldn't pass up on a little shopping for myself." Azimio curiously peeked into the closest bag, not surprised to find a few brightly colored scarves.

They were only a couple of miles away from the shop when Kurt's phone began to ring. Dave politely picked it up from the center council and handed it over so that Kurt wouldn't take his eyes off the road. He knew Kurt was a really attentive driver. Clearing his throat, Kurt put the phone up to his ear, "Hello, Kurt speaking!" The voice on the other line was muffled, but Dave thought he could almost recognize it, "Hold on, slow down a second...Okay, now slowly, what happened?" Dave and Azimio exchanged looks in the rear view mirror, "Do you need me to come pick you up? Okay, okay, I'm on my way over. Just hold tight, alright? Can you text me your address? See you soon." Kurt hung up the phone and tossed it in Dave's lap.

"Everything okay, Hummel?" Azimio leaned forward in his seat, "Somebody in trouble or somethin'?"

Kurt accelerated a bit, getting the SUV to race back to the shop a little faster. Dave noticed that he had been going exactly the speed limit up until now. "Maybe, I don't know. I had a hard time understanding him." Kurt threw his head around to check his blind spot before switching lanes quickly to make the turn onto his street, "I'm just going to drop you two off if that's alright, my dad knows who you are. Just let him know I needed to visit someone, okay?"

Both boys nodded, and sat in silence for the few moments it took for Kurt to pull up to the garage. Azimio already had his door open and was about to step out of the vehicle when Dave turned to Kurt, "Thanks again, Kurt. I really appreciate it."

Kurt smiled at him, "No problem, Dave. Sorry to just take off like this. If you're still around later on, I'll see you." Dave climbed out of the passenger seat, and the car backed up and drove off as soon as he shut the door.

Dave stood around for a moment processing the phone call before turning to walk into the garage. 'Hope it's not too bad. I don't think Kurt handles stressful stuff well.'

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