forget your troubles, happy days are here again / you better chase all your troubles away

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So here's what you missed on Glee:

After getting slushied in the face for years and dealing with Karofsky's bullying, Kurt's decided to take a few defense lessons from the Black Widow herself - ( "I... just wanted to say thank you, again, for letting me participate in this course, and how much I'm looking forward to future lessons. You kind of blew

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[imastud_dude]

Puck simply gave Kurt a look that said-- Dude, you're crazy if you think I'm going to sing the girl parts.

Honestly, he didn't have a problem doing a duet with the kid, but he had to draw the line somewhere.

But the funniest thing was, standing there listening to Kurt sing, he suddenly remembered why Betty Rizzo had looked so familiar.

"Whoa," he murmured to himself, standing just off stage and waiting for the birthday boy to finish his song.

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"We totally just had the chance to make a wonderful statement, and you turned me down, I'm disappointed," Kurt complained, leaping down from the stage and passing the microphones off to the next unsuspecting pair. He hadn't really expected Puck to join him in singing Grease, and certainly not with the song that he'd picked, to be fair, but a part of him couldn't help thinking that if there were any two people who could pull such a ridiculous picture off, it'd be the two of them.

Still, Puck was at the party, he'd helped out with setting up and expressed some manner of enthusiasm for the plans, and that was more than Kurt could have asked for, so he was more than happy to set a few whims aside for his friend.

"Okay," he continued, frowning lightly at Puck's expression. "Earth to Puck? Come in, Puck. I feel like I'm losing you."

[imastud_dude]

"Dude, I think I slept with the brunette chick from that movie," he said, distantly, with a confused frown on his face. Not that it had been bad or anything. It had been the complete opposite of bad. Still, it was just kind of a weird thing to wrap his head around.

He knew that the island was full of fictional people, but Grease characters? Really?

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"You... slept with Betty Rizzo," Kurt repeated, the smile quickly vanishing off his face as he leaned slightly more into Puck's visual range, eyes wide and disbelieving. "You slept with Betty Rizzo. Like, Stockard Channing Betty Rizzo. Wait a minute." He closed his eyes, shaking his head rapidly as he stood to full height again, raising a hand to put all other thoughts to a pause.

"You slept with Betty Rizzo, but didn't even realize that it was her when you did? Never mind my concerns about your general promiscuity," he went on, brow furrowing as he set his hands on his hips. "Who sleeps with Betty Rizzo without realizing who she is? Do I even know you?"

[imastud_dude]

"She looked kind of familiar, but all I knew was she was a hot chick who wanted to get laid," Puck shrugged, feeling weirdly defensive under the weight of Kurt's disbelief.

"Don't even look at me like that, man. I haven't seen Grease a million frickin' times. I don't get a boner from musicals, like you do."

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"Hers is the kind of face that you don't forget, even if you've only seen Grease once," Kurt protested with a deep sigh, his shoulders slumping with the futility he felt whenever having to face the fact that some people simply didn't look to such films and musicals for depth in the same way that he did. He wouldn't have been surprised if Puck was one of those people who regularly made fun of The Sound of Music and only saw it as having one of the hottest nuns known to date, but still, there was something about Grease which Kurt had assumed would have more of a mass appeal than most musicals; apparently, he'd been wrong.

Only afterward did the full statement hit Kurt square in the chest, and with a small gasp, he recoiled. "Oh my god, you slept with Rizzo. How- I think my brain is shutting down at the thought."

[imastud_dude]

"Yeah, I didn't mean to scar your frickin' virgin sensibilities with my studliness. Quit thinking about it," Puck said, rolling his eyes, though there wasn't any venom in his words. Kurt had virgin written all over him, but there was no way Puck was making that his business, yet. If he got worried for him, then he might try and get the kid laid, but as far as he could tell, there were enough horny gay kids around that he should've been able to find dick all on his own.

"Pick another song," he suggested, "One that I don't have to sing a frickin' octave above my range."

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"Okay, for your information, I am not thinking about it in any capacity or with any depth of detail that would scar my perfectly normal sensibilities," Kurt argued first, raising an index finger to still Puck's words and keep the floor for a few minutes longer. Because he wasn't. He wasn't offended or scarred by the image (one that he was specifically warding from his mind) of Puck having sex with anyone, but instead, it was the mere idea that Kurt himself was now two degrees away from Betty Rizzo thanks to an interaction of that sort, something he wasn't sure how to respond to, be it with pride or absolute dismay.

"As for another song..." Kurt pursed his lips, skimming through showtune after showtune, knowing that Puck's appreciation for them could only go so far, before landing on a more mainstream choice. "How about Jason Mraz's 'Geek in the Pink'? Reminds me a little of a funk number."

[imastud_dude]

"Whatever, dude," Puck said with a smirk, maybe even a little eyebrow waggle, because regardless of the source, Kurt's discomfort at the whole thing was kind of funny.

Looking over Kurt's shoulder at the selection skimming past, he reached around to press the button for the Mraz song, because the dude might not have been a Jew, but Puck figured he could make an exception.

"Yeah, okay, come on," he said, walking up to the stage to wait for the mics.

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Kurt rolled his eyes as soon as he saw the eyebrow waggle, although he didn't make any further remarks- living with Puck meant that this type of teasing was a very frequent occurrence, and if he had to, Kurt might even have admitted that a part of him liked it. It was certainly easier than watching Finn's painful attempts to balance his own sensibilities while not trodding over Kurt's own. Pursing his lips as Puck reached over his shoulder, Kurt then held out the second mic for Puck again with an arched brow all his own, and a grin which quickly spread over his face.

"Well, let the geek in the pink take a stab at it," he began with a pointed roll of his shoulder, easing back on the stage. "If you like the way I'm thinkin', baby wink at it. I may be skinny at times, but I'm fat full 'a rhymes; pass me the mic and Imma grab at it."
Pass me the mic and I'm a grab at it

[imastud_dude]

After all that time in glee, Puck knew how to milk it for all it was worth. He knew the difference between singing a song and actually performing it, and he wasn't just going to stand there and sing the song and pretend like it wasn't supposed to be just a little flirtatious.

So, he slid onto the stage at Kurt's side, jumping in where the other boy left off. His fedora tipped just right and a confident smirk on his face, he danced a circle around Kurt as he sang, "Well isn't it delicious, crazy way that I'm kissin' this. Baby, listen to this. Don't wanna miss it while it's hittin'. Sometimes you gotta fit in to get in but don't ever quit cause soon I'm gonna let you in but see..."

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Maybe it was the champagne still passing through his veins, or maybe Kurt just felt like throwing caution to the wind for once, but with Puck dancing around him with a smirk on his lips, Kurt just couldn't resist. With a slight raise of his shoulder and brush of his gaze, the appearance well beyond coy, Kurt drew slightly closer to Puck, brow arched in a challenge. (And where was the harm, anyhow? The two of them were only acting, no different on this stage than any other.)

"I don't care what you might think about me; you can vibe without me if you want," he replied, drawing out the note with a shimmy of his shoulders. "I could be the one to take you home; baby, we could rock the night alone."

[imastud_dude]

He waited for that edge of nerves, that threat to his masculinity. Because as a midwestern high school student, there was nothing worse than people thinking you were gay. He'd seen that look of terror on Finn's face, on all their faces, and to be honest, he felt a dull twinge of it still. But the island was the island and Kurt was his roommate and kind of his best friend lately, so it felt less like he was caught up in a forced game of Gay Chicken, and more like he was just having a laugh with a friend.

"If we never get down it wouldn't be a let down; but sugar, don't forget what you already know," Puck sang, turning to Kurt and playing it up, and he really didn't know what the big frickin' deal was. It was pretty damn sad that the kid was pretty much forced to sing a duet with himself at the beginning of the year, because they'd all been a bunch of giant pussies. "I could be the one to turn you out; we could be the talk across the town..."

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Though it seemed to come unbidden, right then, Kurt could only feel a surge of emotion and gratitude towards Puck. Not that performing with someone of a different sexuality should have been such a big deal in the first place, but Kurt understood well the fact that conditioning had a lot to do with the way that McKinley High students found themselves leagues behind, for instance, most of the teens on Tabula Rasa. Hopefully the change of environment would help, at least, and... frankly, the more he thought about it, the more it became clear that Puck had been one of his closest friends as of late, tolerant to a rather surprising degree.

It made him rethink a few things. Not the least of which was the fact that, honestly, maybe Puck would have been the better choice for a crush than Finn, all this time.

"Don't judge me by the color, confuse it for another," Kurt grinned, taking another step closer, though still a respectable distance, lest he somehow cross a line. "You might regret what you let slip away."

[imastud_dude]

Even though Puck was always a little more comfortable performing behind his guitar, and had never been much of a dancer, he could play up the cocky smoothness expected of male performers with the best of them. And they were kind of at odds, Kurt with his shimmying-- which was seriously hilarious, but Puck managed not to laugh, but he was kind of surprised that they were actually relatively comfortable performing together, just the two of them.

He moved in to the chorus, or what there was of one. Kurt had kind of called him a pussy, for not singing that Grease song with him, and maybe now he was just trying to prove the kid wrong by dancing so close.

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Through the entirety of the song, the one fact which remained in Kurt's mind was how comfortable all of it was. Sure, perhaps it was a little strange to be the target of a bit of serenading from Puck's end- whenever he'd tried in front of the rest of the glee club, Kurt had done his best to simply get out of the way, until Puck would land his gaze on a pretty girl, take it away from there, just because it seemed to fit his image a great deal more. (Naturally, Kurt thought- after all, Puck was straight.)

But as it turned out, they made a fairly decent duo, and that was information Kurt quickly filed away for a rainy day, smiling broadly as the song came to a close.

"Not bad," he remarked, tone light.