They stopped for gas and goodies at a convenience store just outside of Lima. Jeff was inside paying while Nick pumped the gas. He came running out of the store excitedly with packages of Pop Rocks in one hand and a bag of 5 cent candies in the other. Nick couldn't help but chuckle at his boyfriend's antics.

"You're ridiculous," he teased, climbing into the car. Jeff rolled his eyes and sucked on the sour worm sticking out from between his lips.

"Oh please, you love me."

Nick leaned across the arm rest of the car to bite down on the other side of Jeff's gummy. He closed the scant distance between them for a sweet and sour kiss before moving back into his own space with a victorious grin on his face (though Jeff may argue that the appropriate description would have been more 'shit-eating' than 'victorious,' but what does he know?). He turned the key in the ignition, but instead of the familiar sound of his starting there was a whining as the car struggled to turn over.

Whuh-whuh-whuh-whuh.

"Hmm..." Nick stared at the steering wheel, willing his old beater to stay with him.

Whuh-whuh-whuh-whuh.

Nick turned to Jeff, who was still eating candy even as he stared at his boyfriend. A mixture of panic and embarrassment caused Nick to flush, "We-ah... We may have a problem."

"I don't know about you, but I don't know anything about fixing cars," Jeff was leaning against the hood of Nick's car when he returned from the convenience store. Unfortunately for them the attendant didn't drive, there was no one else in sight, and no one had driven by in the last half hour.

Nick sighed, "Call Blaine while I take a look under the hood, will you sweetie?"

He popped the hood and hopped out of the car as Jeff pulled out his cell phone to dial their friend. Jeff had a moment to admire Nick's adorably confused profile before Blaine answered the phone.

"Hey man, what's up?"

"Oh hey! Thank God you picked up!" Jeff exclaimed with relief, "Nick and I were going on a date and the car won't start! We're close to Lima, do you think you can help us out?"

He heard Blaine's laugh come through the line along with a reply, "Yeah, Kurt and I were just finishing up at the shop anyways. We'll come to you."

After giving Blaine the details of the gas station they were stranded at – and luckily Kurt knew exactly which one they were talking about – Jeff wandered over to stand beside Nick in front of the popped hood. Nick was staring at the engine with such ferocity, as if by sheer psychic connection he could will the car back to life.

Thankfully it wasn't long before Blaine's car pulled into the parking lot. Kurt and Blaine hopped out of the car; Kurt moved towards the stranded pair while Blaine popped open the trunk of his car to grab a box of tools.

"Do you know what the problem is?" Blaine asked as he jogged over. Nick and Jeff looked at their friends sheepishly.

"Well... Not exactly," Jeff wheedled, while Nick hung his head, "We are horrible excuses for manly men."

Kurt giggled and shook his head, "Don't feel bad. I can't stand most activities that are considered 'manly.' Why don't you try to start the car again and we'll go from there?"

Nick climbed into the driver's seat and stuck the key in the ignition. He sent a silent prayer to the car gods that the problem had magically fixed itself.

Whuh-whuh-whuh-whuh.

Nick let his head fall to the steering wheel with a defeated 'thump.' He could hear Blaine's laughter and saw him standing near the passenger window. Nick shot him a half-hearted middle finger that only made Blaine laugh harder before climbing out the car.

"Please say you can fix it," he pleaded. Both he and Jeff watched in confusion as Kurt did a quick cursory check of all the basic functions – oil, transmission fluid, wiring – and Blaine stood to the side. Finally Nick felt compelled to speak up, "Uh... Kurt?"

"Yes?"Kurt looked up at him.

"I thought you just said you couldn't stand manly stuff?" Nick asked with a curious raise of his eyebrows. Jeff was shrugging and Blaine was laughing, "Plus, Blaine works for your dad. I mean no offense, I just thought he'd be the one fixing my baby."

Kurt shook his head with a laugh, "Guys, my dad owns a garage. I've been working on cars since I was old enough to hold a wrench. Blaine only started helping out recently."

"You're so hot," Blaine breathed, grabbing his boyfriend around the waist. Kurt giggled and nudged him in the ribs.

"Guys!" Jeff caught their attention, "Make out when you're done helping us!"

Kurt and Blaine separated reluctantly and turned towards their friends.

"It's probably just your battery. You have booster cables right?"

Kurt received a pair of blank looks in response to his question. He gave a trademark bitchface expression and moved to the toolkit Blaine had set down earlier, popping it open and pulling out a cable with a red and black pair of clips on each end. Blaine moved his car closer to Nick's and shut the engine off. Nick and Jeff stood back and watched as Kurt expertly attached the cables. As he was carefully attaching each clip, Kurt was giving instructions over his shoulder.

"Okay, if you don't know how to do this I don't recommend trying to learn when you actually need it. Because you can kill yourself. That's a bad thing. Connect your positive to the dead battery, then the charged battery. Then connect your negative cable to the charged battery and ground your other negative clip," he stepped back and brushed his hands off, "Now give it a few minutes and tell me what the Warblers have been up to lately!"

Nick and Jeff told their friends a hilarious story about Cameron attempting to impress a girl by telling her that he regularly practiced parkour. It had worked – she was impressed. Cameron had actually had a shot with the girl until she wanted to watch him in action and caught him in the middle of his lie. Of course, being Cameron, he hadn't actually fessed up to his total lack of co-ordination and fear of heights. Instead, he had tried to fake it and ended up having to be rescued by the fire department when he couldn't get down from the roof of the smoothie shack. Kurt was still laughing as he easily started Nick's car and carefully removed the jumper cables in reverse order.

"Oh my god!" Nick swept Kurt up in a hug that lifted him off the ground, "You fixed it! You are the best person ever!"

"Ahem," Jeff pretended to cough and turned to Blaine, "What does that make us?"

Blaine just shook his head and packed up the jumper cables. Meanwhile, Nick was still praising Kurt's mechanical skills.

"I owe you so big!" he exclaimed after setting Kurt back down on the ground.

Kurt considered telling his Warbler friend that it wasn't that big of a deal, but decided to mess with him instead, "Yes. Yes you do. I expect weekly coffee deliveries for the foreseeable future and a prayer of worship written specifically for me. Now I want to quickly go and shower before we meet you at the movie theatre. Let the car run for at least half an hour before you drive it and we'll see you both at seven. You're buying my gummy bears."

"Uh... You're joking right?" Nick hesitantly called out to Kurt. The former Warbler merely laughed and climbed into Blaine's car, where his boyfriend was already situated. Jeff was rolling his eyes and climbing into the passenger seat of his car, "Kurt?"