It was really the crowd of people that got to Kurt the most. He always felt people were staring at like, like they knew, even though it was fairly obvious they weren't and didn't.

"What should we do first?" Rachel asks as they stroll through the park.

"I wanna check out Kingda Ka," Finn says aloud. "They say it's the scariest ride here."

"I thought we were going to the water park first?" Carole questions.

"We should ride first, then get wet. Eat something and go check out the exhibits so our stomachs can cool down, and then go back on the rides." Rachel explains, always being the logical one.

"Alright, how about this? You three go wherever you want. Mom and I will go to the Boardwalk. We'll meet up at the food court in about two-three hours, and then we'll check out the zoo. Sound good?" Finn and Rachel nod, while Kurt stands quietly in the background. "Good. Now go have fun."

"Be careful!" Carole orders before they separate.

"Come on, I wanna get on the line earlier." Says Finn.

"Actually, I think I'll skip this one out." Kurt tells his brother. "I wanna look around a bit. Check out the scenery."

"Alright. I guess that's cool. You can meet up with us later."

"Sounds good." Kurt was just about to walk away when Finn called to him.

"You and me, Nitro later. Kay?"

"Got it." He called back and then went out on his own.

Wanting to take a stroll down memory lane, Kurt headed down to the children's area. His mind went back to when he was little and would run for all the different character rides. He loved the tea cups, and carousel, and the games where you have to knock down the milk bottles with a ball or make the balloon pop while shooting water from a gun.

Kurt smiled sadly; he missed his innocence.

Caught in the middle of Looney Tunes Seaport, Kurt heard music playing. It wasn't the game music or even the radio; though he did recognize it to be a Katy Perry song.

Acapella? He questioned, and decided to check it out. Sliding between people to get a better look, Kurt found it to be five young men dressed as milk men; one of the many skits they have going on in the park, though this was one of the smaller ones.

The outer left was white, tall, and blonde, while the other right was white, brunette and only a few inches shorter than the with blonde. The one on the inner left was a black man, who was tall and lanky, but had very good rhythm. The one on the inner right was Asian who had a slight build and a little less rhythm. And the one in the middle, he was white and the shortest of the group. He wasn't the greatest dancer, but it was easy to see it was his voice they counted on him for instead of his moves, because that was far superior than any of the others.

They were singing "Teenage Dream" by Katy Perry and singing it well; it was without a doubt one of the best renditions Kurt has ever heard.

"Kurt!" Kurt turned to see Rachel and Finn in the crowd, dancing along. "Aren't they great?" She gushes. "It reminds me of Glee club!"

Kurt wanted to say something, probably remind her that he's no longer in Glee, but lost the chance when the group jumped off the small stage and started walking around the crowd. They was handing something out to several people, but Kurt couldn't see what exactly. The lead was playing around with the crowd, getting them into the song. He hip-bumped a woman and did the running man with a young boy.

When they got over to Kurt and the others, he smiled greatly, touching Rachel's chin flirtatiously. Fortunately, before Finn could react, the young man turned towards Kurt, and winked, tossing him one of the special prizes before running back onto the stage to belt out a note.

"What is it?" Asked Rachel.

Looking down at the item in his hand, Kurt noticed it was a small plastic coin with an old fashioned glass milk cup on it, while on the reverse side, had the letter B. Hearing the final verse, Kurt looked back up to see the milk men get back into their stance and finish the song off. The crowd clapped and cheered as the young men bowed and high five.

"Thank you all so much, you're a great group of people!" The lead said to the crowd. "We're the Warblers and can we get some noise!" The crowd shouted and clapped, while most children giggled and yelled. The lead singer leaned back, drinking from the same glass milk carton from the coin. "Hmm, that's good. Everyone loves milk and there's nothing like a nice cold on pumped straight from the cow, right boys? Well, those of who were given our special milk coins, we'll we'd like to like to invite you backstage for a special surprise. To the rest of you, have an awesome day!"

"That's you Kurt!" Finn announced as the crowd began to break.

"Go on! We'll wait here for you."

"Yeah! You can ride El Toro with us."

Taking a deep breathe, Kurt followed the small group that was going into the back. There he noticed it was mostly pretty teenage girls that got chosen and little kids. He was the only male, which of course, made him feel incredibly shy and awkward.

"Hi!" Kurt nearly jumped as the blonde from the outer left popped up. "I'm Jeff."

"Um," Kurt motions awkwardly to his coin. Jeff takes it and flips it over, smiling even brighter than he was before.

"You can go right to the guy over there." He tells him, handing the coin back over, and looking to where he was meant to go. Jeff had pointed in the direction of the lead, the one who gave him the coin.

"Hi." He says awkwardly, getting the guys attention. "The blonde one - Jeff - told me to come over here." He holds out the coin.

The lead, who was actually very good looking, Kurt noticed, realizing now he can focus on everything else aside from his voice, pulled off his milk man hat, reveling his dark, slightly curly hair, which was now mixed with sweat and gel, tossed it aside, and took the coin.

"Let's see, what shall your prize me" He mused aloud. "Balloon animal? Nah, that's kid stuff. Stuffed Tasmanian devil? No. You don't look like the Mardi Gras bead or giant colorful sun glass type guy."

"Oh?"

"I got it!" He said brightly. Turning around, he flipped one of the black trunks open and began to ruffle through it until he found what he wanted. "Here we go. Perfect!"

Reaching out, Kurt took the stuffed toy from it. It was a medium sized yellow bird; almost like what you'd see in Angry Birds, but more realistic looking.

"Oh. Its adorable."

"It's a Warbler; they're pretty rare." He explains.

"Well, thank you. I'll treasure it forever.

"He's got a name; hope you don't mind."

"Oh? And what would that be?"

"Its uh . . . its Pavarotti." Kurt cocked his head, wondering. "Yeah. I was thinking more like Tim, but he was just like 'nah! Name me this' and I was like 'oh man, you can talk?'"

Kurt found himself laughing as the sheer silliness. "Pavarotti. I think it fits him."

Smiling kindly, the young man extended his hand to shake. "I'm Blaine."

"Kurt." He says.

"So, you on vacation with your family?"

"Something like that," Kurt states. "Just think thing we do every summer; mostly so my brother can ride all the fast rides and barf into a garbage all in one day. It's a real time saver."

Blaine laughes and Kurt feels an ounce less shy. But before he can lose anymore, he does what any normal person would do: bail.

"Well, you guys were great,"

"Oh, thank you. We practice a lot and these guys are awesome."

"The show was amazing and thank you so much for Pav, but I best be going."

"Oh, well maybe I'll see you around the park?"

"Sure. Maybe." Kurt jokes before walking through the exit.

Finn and Rachel are waiting for him when he gets back to the front. He shows them Pavarotti and they head off to the next ride. And along the day Kurt tries to ignore all thoughts of Blaine, his singing, or his amazing voice in general.