As soon as Kurt read it, he wondered how he would test this one.

He thought about asking 'hey, if there's six sheiks and the last one's sick and he's got six sheep and the sixth one's caught his illness, what would that mean?' for all of two seconds because one, it's a kind of weird question to ask, two, Blaine would probably not know what on earth he was going on about and three, even if he did, he'd probably not give Kurt the answer he wanted. Also, Blaine would probably have questioned the sanity of his boyfriend.

There wasn't really a way he could trick Blaine into saying "the sixth sick sheik's sixth sheep's sick" in a conversation once, never mind getting him to repeat it in order to properly twist his tongue.

He also thought about putting the two phrases into some script, pretending it was an assignment for Glee Club and asking Blaine to run his lines with him. However, he'd have to come up with the script and then make up an assignment that would require script work. Also, Blaine would probably have been very suspicious.

So, partly because it was the most effective way and mostly because he was feeling particularly lazy, Kurt decided to just ask Blaine to say the tongue twisters.

He wasn't going to totally randomly ask though; that'd make Blaine suspicious too.

Blaine arrived at ten o'clock on the Saturday morning holding a cup of coffee in each hand.

"Coffee?" He asked rhetorically, giving Kurt his before leaning forward and kissing him in greeting.

"You know we could have just had the coffee from my kitchen.? The coffee that's free." Kurt said when then parted, wrapping his hand around the cup Blaine had given him and shutting the door. Blaine laughed.

"I know, but coffee from the coffee shop's always better." Kurt raised an eyebrow. "Not that the coffee you make's horrible or anything!" Blaine added quickly. Kurt rolled his eyes.

"You're right I suppose, as you annoyingly are most of the time." Blaine grinned. "Thank you for bringing me coffee, Blaine." He kissed him again in thanks.

They were about to go up to Kurt's room when Burt called out from the living room where he was sat watching TV.

"Hey Blaine!"

"Hi Mr Hummel!" They moved to the doorway.

"Call me Burt, Blaine, you're making me feel old!" He shook his head. "You guys got any plans for today?"

"We haven't really decided," Kurt replied, "I was thinking we could just watch a movie in my room or something." He looked to Blaine who nodded in agreement.

"Sounds good. Just remember to tell me if you're going out, Kurt." Burt had reminded Kurt of this at least ten times in the past month. Kurt was quite sure he'd remember.

"I will, Dad." His voice trailed off as he dragged Blaine down the hallway and up the stairs.

"Do you want to pick or shall I?" Kurt asked, placing his coffee on his nightstand. Blaine shrugged.

"You choose. I'll choose next time." Kurt exhaled slightly - if Blaine had wanted to choose, Kurt would've had to test out the tongue twisters some other way. But he'd been pretty sure Blaine would let him choose since he was, as ever, the gentleman.

So Kurt went over to his shelves and pretended to scrutinise his DVD collection deciding what to pick before eventually pulling out Singing In the Rain from where he'd put it the night before. He showed the cover to Blaine.

"This okay?" Blaine nodded, sitting on Kurt's bed.

"Yep, sounds good." Kurt crossed the room, turned on his TV and put the DVD in the player before joining Blaine, who by that point had taken off his shoes and was laid on his front on the bed.

Kurt pressed play on the remote control then set it down on the bed so he could twine his fingers with Blaine's in-between them.

The coffee was soon forgotten as they cheerily sang along to all the songs, occasionally commenting on something and laughing. Kurt's remarks about 'what on earth are they wearing? I wouldn't dress a donkey in that!' rendering Blaine a giggling mess.

Soon, it came to the scenes with the diction coach and they were reciting the tongue twisters he provided and singing along to 'Moses Supposes'. They even tried to dance along, their legs tangling together in the air and arms hitting each other. They ended the song laughing.

"Hey Blaine, do you know what I heard the hardest tongue twister is?"

"What? Red lorry yellow lorry?" Blaine smiled widely.

"No, not quite. It's," he took a breath and spoke slowly, "the sixth sick sheik's sixth sheep's sick." Blaine nodded once before trying himself.

"Right…the sixth sick sheik's sixth sheep's sick." He beamed at Kurt like a four year old who'd just been told he could have sweets. He tried again, purely to show off but this time spoke too quickly, ending up saying 'six' far more times than he should. Kurt giggled at his boyfriend's over-confidence

"Not quite that, dear," he said and Blaine stuck out his tongue. "Oh, not quite twisted yet? How about 'toy boat' then?" Blaine frowned.

"Oh, that's easy! Toy boat…toy boat…toy boat…toy…boat…t-toy boy-" Kurt started laughing loudly, his head thrown back. "No, I meant toy boat! Toy boat, Kurt!" Kurt only laughed harder, rolling over and nearly falling off the bed but grabbing onto Blaine so he wouldn't.

"Hey, stop laughing it's not fu-it's not funny!" Despite himself, Blaine started laughing too, holding onto Kurt as though he'd float away if he didn't.

They'd almost stopped but Kurt said 'toy boy' again and they collapsed into another round of giggles.

When they'd eventually calmed down, Blaine was looking Kurt right in the eyes.

"What?" Blaine's gaze was making him squirm a little.

"Oh it's just that I can think of something else I'd rather do with my tongue, anyway." Kurt smirked and raised an eyebrow.

"Do tell," he replied before Blaine crashed their lips together, wasting no time in twisting his tongue around Kurt's.

They missed Don, Kathy and Cosmo singing Good Mornin'. They didn't really mind.