Third person omniscient (Better?)
It was an average winter's day out in Lima, Ohio. Rachel and Kurt were discussing their futures. A.K.A., Rachel was filling Kurt's ear with useless information.
"Kurt I want to grow up, marry Finn, have 2.3 kids, be a superstar, have everyone on earth know who Rachel Berry is! When I have my kids, they will be twins, and their names will be Xavier and Amanda!I will also own one cat named moon-shadow. Its a calico cat, you know, with all the colors? Yeah, so anyway, about the stardom, I will tour around the world, first to London, then to France, then, down to Hawaii. What do you think? I mean, I have considered California, but hey thats just boring. Maybe I should just do New York and stay close to home. But whenever I have my concerts, I will always thank the people who helped me start my career! So anyway, I think I have finally-" Rachel went on, while Kurt was just tuning her out.
"You know what Rachel? I don't give a frig'. You won't even listen to my dreams." Kurt said, when Rachel just kept on.
'Ugh. Wheres Blaine? This is so boring.... And how on earth do you have 2.3 kids? Sounds painful.' Kurt thought, trying to inch away.
All of a sudden, a snowball flew through the air. Hitting Kurt right in the face, also messing up his hair.
'Oh snap. Whoever threw that better hope they know who there messing with.' Kurt thought.
"OMG Kurt are you okay? That was crazy I mean like crazy insane!!!!" Rachel said, shocked.
"Who the frig' threw that?" Kurt asked, turning around dramatically.
"Hurr hurr..... You'll never find me..." Blaine's voice was heard, but not seen. Kurt searched with Rachel, around trees and things, but no dice.
Rachel and Kurt went all around the yard, even the backyard to be safe. Then Kurt was bent over, gripping his knees, panting.
"Blaine- Anderson- Where- Are- You hiding-?" Kurt asked out of breath. Kurt's eyes wandered over to a unusually large pile of snow.
"Hmph. I guess the dapper-ness that is Blaine Anderson is just a CHICKEN!" Kurt yelled, putting much emphasis on the chicken part. Blaine shot up from the wall of snow, with a snowball in hand.
"I am not! Oh SHI-" He stopped yelling for 2 reasons.
1. He just blew his cover.
2. Kurt had a snowball in his hand, and a giant smirk on his face.
"You don't wanna mess with Kurt E. Hummel!" He screamed, throwing the first snowball. He and Blaine fought it out for ten minutes, all while Rachel was standing there in awe. Just then, Finn had walked out side, noticing the massive amount of snow flying through the air.
"Do I wanna know?" Finn asked Rachel, placing a gentle hand on her shoulder.
"Yeah, me and Kurt were talking about my future, and Blaine hit him with a snowball. So we went searching for him, until Kurt called him a chicken, then you walked out and asked me 'Do I wanna know?' And now were here." Rachel smiled, while Finn just laughed.
"Wow I didn't know Kurt had such a good throw! Should have given him something other than kicker. But he could never be quarterback. Ha ha." Finn joked.
The last snowball was thrown at Blaine, and both boys were out of ammunition.
"No body messes up my hair. Not even you. Pwned." Kurt said bowing, claiming his victory.
"Damn Kurt." Blaine said through a pile of snow. Admitting defeat.
-Fin- "Hey don't you mean end? Gosh stop using my name like that!" Finn protested. (:D LOL)