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Chapter 2: Kurt Almost Goes Ninja and Puck Likes Hairspray

Kurt supposed there was one good thing about his dare - he didn't have to wake up at the crack of dawn to pick out a fantastic outfit or spend ages working on his hair. So, when Kurt woke up the morning after the dare, feeling quite refreshed from his extra long sleep, he was in a pretty good mood. Until he realized that someone had moved him onto his couch while he was sleeping. And that said someone assaulted him when he went to run his fingers through his hair.

"NOOOO!" was all Kurt heard before he was tackled from behind, with both him and his assailant falling off the couch. Luckily the floor was carpeted, so the fall didn't hurt too badly.

Kurt was ready to turn into Ninja Kurt, and finally get a chance to use his Sai swords on someone, when he heard:

"Dude, not cool."

Kurt sighed exasperatedly.

"I don't like you very much right now, Noah."

Kurt and Puck had disentangled themselves, and were now facing each other.

Kurt was giving Puck his best icy glare, while Puck was smirking satisfactorily.

"Kurt, I think you'll change your mind after you take a look in the mirror."

Kurt regarded Puck suspiciously, but nonetheless walked over to his bedroom mirror. And subsequently felt like he had been thrown into a dumpster, one from which he could never escape - that was how horrified he felt.

"Noah?"

"Yeah?"

". . . you gave me . . . a Mohawk."

Puck nodded eagerly, looking quite proud of himself.

"I know! Now we match! And you've gotta admit, it looks way better than it did before. If you'll notice, even if you shake your head back and forth, it won't move an inch! I used, like, half a bottle of that really strong hairspray you have over there. Man, that stuff's awesome - you know, for something that usually only girls use. Not that I'm saying only girls use it, cause that's not what I meant. At all. Aw man, you're mad at me now, aren't you? Look, I swear, I didn't mean it, Kurt! Promise! Sometimes I forget about - wait, what did you call it again? Oh yeah! Speaking before thinking. No, that doesn't sound right. I think it's the other way arou-"

"NOAH! YOU GAVE ME A MOHAWK! I CAN'T GO INTO SCHOOL LOOKING LIKE THIS! ACTUALLY, FORGET SCHOOL - I CAN'T GO OUTSIDE OF MY BEDROOM LOOKING LIKE THIS AND - hey!" Kurt came to halt in his rant as something registered with him for the first time. "How did you get into my house? I didn't give you a key because I was worried you'd do something stupid - like this!"

"I have my ways." Puck smirked in his usual badass fashion, as Kurt rolled his eyes in his usual diva fashion.

"Day One: the subject has been removed from its familiar territory. How will he adapt to this new change? Only time will tell." Puck talked in hushed tones, as if he was in a savannah, doing a documentary on the lives of dangerous predators.

"The subject has now found a familiar landmark, which might hold clues to his past identity. Let's get a closer look at how he is reacting to this. Now he is approaching -"

"Noah! Quit following me around! And for goodness' sake, put that video camera away! And take off that stupid cowboy hat!"

"But ever since you mentioned the gothic cowboy thing, I couldn't get the image out of my head! Come on, admit it: I look damn good in this hat."

"Noah. It's red. Like Jessie from Toy Story 2 red. Or Howard's hat in the Season 3 premiere of The Big Bang Theory. No one looks good in a tacky red cowboy hat. Now take it off, or I'll tell Finn that it was actually your fault that his Balo disc got stepped on and broken. And then you will have to pay him back and - Noah? Noah, why on earth are you laughing at me?"

Puck had collapsed against the lockers, his whole body shaking with laughter. One word escaped from his mouth: "Halo."

Kurt did his signature single eyebrow raise. "Excuse me, the remnants of the boy who used to be my relatively sane boyfriend?"

"The game's called Halo, Kurt. Not Balo."

Kurt twitched. Why did I have to fall in love with the one guy in this whole school who's even more immature than Aunt Mildred when she's drunk?

"Who's Aunt Mildred?" Puck asked, curiosity distracting him from his previous fit of laughter.

Kurt blinked in surprise. I guess I was talking out loud. Hmm, interesting. I wonder if I can get away with doing that in Glee club when Mr. Shue is acting like an oblivious moron and trying to get us to do yet another horribly outdated song? Which is pretty much every day. Wait, what did Noah ask me?

He asked you who's Aunt Mildred.

Oh, right. Thanks Inner Fashion Guru!

Anytime, kid. Oh, by the way, what's with the hair?

Don't ask.

But . . . it's sticking up. And not in a fashionable, Vogue-approved style.

It happened without my consent, and it wasn't my idea. Thanks for reminding me by the way, I had almost forgotten about it.

My bad . . . well, really your -

Don't finish that thought, or I won't tell you whether your prediction about Gucci in the new Vogue was right or not!

. . .

That's what I thought. Right, back to Noah, who is staring at me in a rather puppy-like manner. That's kind of cute, actually, not that I'd ever tell him that.

"What's cute?"

Dammnit! Did it again!

"The fact that you were listening so attentively to me, Noah," Kurt bluffed, smiling brightly. His smile faded when Puck tilted his head, a look of confusion appearing on his face. Kurt sighed inwardly.

"Attentively means that you were paying attention to me, in this case, while I was speaking."

"Oh! Cool, that makes me sound smart! And - hey! That makes sense why all the teachers, except for in gym, always say that I'm not attentive in class and that's why my marks are bad! You're a genius, Kurt!"

Kurt debated simply accepting the undeserved compliment, or explaining to Puck that an eight-year-old could have figured out what that comment made. He decided the latter reaction would only result in another argument and, despite what most people thought of the diva, Kurt didn't love arguing, unless it was with Mercedes about fashion, movies, or music.

"Thanks, Noah." Kurt decided to cut his boyfriend a little slack - he had been on his case all morning now, and it wasn't completely Noah's fault that he could be extremely dense - and gave him a quick kiss. He regretted it a second later, when Puck thought he wanted to have a full-on make-out session in the middle of the hallway.

"Noah! We have to get to class! We don't have time for that right now! Not that I wouldn't love to," Kurt added at the end, grinning.

"But, Kuuuurt, I don't wanna go to English! I hate Shakespeare, and I can't understand a word of that stupid play! If if wasn't for SparksNotes, I'd be failing that class! So there's really no point in me going there, since I'm just going to get in trouble with Ms. Rendall for not doing my homework in class because I had no clue what she was talking about! And then she'll get mad at me when I tell her I'll do it when I get home, 'cause I need SparksNotes, and then she'll tell me that - mph!"

Kurt silenced him effectively with his lips (and maybe a little tongue, too). When he was sure Noah was sufficiently relaxed and distracted, he pulled away and then started sprinting to his Math class.

"I'll help you with your English at lunch, Noah!"

"Hey, no fair! You tricked me!"

"What's that? Sorry, I can't hear you, I'm so far away! See you later, Noah!"

Yes, even Kurt had a childish side that surfaced every now and then.

Author's Note: Yay or Nay to more appearances by Kurt's Inner Fashion Guru? I wasn't sure if it was too corny or not, so I thought I would let my awesome readers decide!

Thanks for reading! :)