Kurt must have slept at least a couple hours or so before finally awaking. He sat up and stretched, his back cracking a bit. Everything from the night before came back to him and he sat for a minute or two, feeling sad about the terrible fates Crab and Gretel must have faced. All because of him and this stupid little key. What was so special about it anyway? It had opened that chest before, but that could not be the only thing it was for, could it? He had to find out at some point. Groaning due to his aching back, Kurt stood and opened the door. The Tor had chosen a more normal spot this time to land, or appear, whatever it did. It stood in a small, pretty clearing, a little cottage close by. The cottage looked friendly enough so Kurt decided to go over and knock on the door. A very pretty lady opened the door and gave him a curious look. Kurt could not speak for a second because he was surprised. It was Brittany; or, a Brittany look-a-like. "Hello, I'm sorry to be a bother, but I'm lost and could use a place to stay for a short while."

The lady looked him over and thought about it. "Well, alright. Can you clean? I could use someone to help out about the house. I'm Brittany." Yep, Kurt was totally expecting that name.

"I can definitely clean." Kurt replied. Even if he did not like getting dirty he could handle cleaning here until he figured out when he could leave in the Tor again. "I'm Kurt."

Brittany took a step back and let Kurt come inside. She told him how her last maid-servant had been utterly hopeless and so she had had to be rid of her. Brittany had Kurt help clean up a little bit and then they had dinner. Kurt was kind of glad to see this Brittany was not much like the Brittany from his world; except for the talk about mice and other animals all the time. For some reason she kept telling him about all the mice that would spend the night but would never clean up after themselves before leaving. They were not even nice enough to say goodbye. She would always say odd things about animals acting like people.

The next day Brittany sat at her spinning wheel for a while. Kurt had fun watching her and after a bit asked if she would teach him. After all, how much harder could it be from using a sewing machine? Well, a lot more work was involved, but Kurt was pretty sure he could manage. As Brittany taught him how to use the spinning wheel, and how to take care of the material, she told him about how she was to be married in a few weeks time to a very nice man who was known as Lord Blaine. Kurt had to bite his tongue to keep from laughing a little bit when the thought of the Brittany and Blaine from his world getting married popped into his head. Brittany even told him he could come to the wedding if he would like. Kurt smiled and said he would definitely attend and he was sure she would make a very good bride.

It did not take Kurt long to get quite good at using the spinning wheel. Whenever he was not cleaning or taking care of things about the cottage he would practice. Brittany knew how to spin, but she tended to be rather idle and careless so her work took a lot longer. Whenever knots would be in the flax, she would just tear them out and throw them to the side instead of unraveling the stuff. Kurt would take them and fix them properly, washing them and spinning them and would put them to use for his own outfit he was making. After all, he was not just going to learn spinning for nothing. He wanted to have something to show for all his hard work. Three weeks before the wedding another girl came to help out at the cottage. Her name was Tina, and, yes, she did indeed happen to be a Tina look-a-like from Kurt's world. She was very pretty and just as hard working as Kurt was. They helped her learn how to spin as well so they could all work together. She took odds and ends as well to help make a pretty dress in time for the wedding.

When the eve of the wedding came there was a great party to celebrate. Kurt and Tina danced together for most of the night as Brittany spent it with her future husband, who did indeed was a Blaine look-a-like. At one point Brittany commented on Kurt and Tina's outfits to Blaine. "Look how they dance like happy hens, dressed in my cast-off odds and ends." Blaine was confused and asked her exactly what she meant. Brittany explained how they had made their pretty outfits out of her own discarded bits of flax. When he heard that and found how idle she must be, compared to her two servants, he left her and went over to Kurt and Tina.

Blaine explained that he could not be Brittany's wife and would have Tina instead. Kurt was somewhat confused by this turn of events, but Tina was rather thrilled and accepted. Brittany was rather upset and confused by all of this but there was nothing she could do to change Blaine's mind so she took Kurt and left. Kurt let himself be dragged along until they reached the little cottage. Sad, Brittany told him she was going off for a little walk and that she would be back later. Kurt said okay and that he would wait up for her. Hours dragged by and Kurt grew worried. He went outside the cottage and called loudly for her but heard no reply. Even more concerned, Kurt grabbed a lamp and lit a candle, going out to wander a little bit, but not too far he would get lost. Eventually he came across a small lake surrounded by tons of tall trees. It looked like something was floating off to the one side of the lake. Holding his lamp up a bit he gasped when he realized it was Brittany. Had she really...oh Gaga. She really had. Kurt bit his lip and went over to the side of the lake she was at. Brittany was face down in the water, her long, blond curls floating every which way as was her dress. Setting his lamp down, Kurt reached down and managed to grab her arm. It took a bit but he finally dragged her out of the lake. Despite knowing it was no use by this point, Kurt tried using CPR on her. Nothing happened. This was unfair. How come people kept dying now in all these adventures? Was it because he was here? He did not belong in these worlds; maybe his presence was throwing things off and causing all these terrible accidents. Brittany probably would have been fine if it had not been for him showing up.

In the morning Kurt, who was not the biggest fan of heavy manual labor such as digging, dug a hole in the backyard behind the cottage and buried Brittany. He even planted pretty flowers around the grave. Not believing in God, and not knowing what else to say, Kurt just stood by the foot of her grave and told her that he hoped she rest peacefully in death. He even shed a few tears for his friend.

Afterward he departed from the cottage, heading for the Tor. Opening the door he went inside and shut himself in, hoping that it would take him far away. He was not entirely sure why he had had to come to this world, but now all he wanted to do was leave it. A sigh of relief escaped him when he heard the sound of the lock clicking. Who knew where he would end up next, but Kurt was really starting to hope it would be the attic, because he did not want to have to bury another one of his friends.