Blaine took in a breath and looked up at Kurt with his honey brown eyes. His heart fluttered as Blaine gave him a slightly playful grin and then Blaine began to read from the leather journal in that warm voice of his. “Winnie the Pooh was having a terrible time remembering what it was he was supposed to do that day. He had already had eaten his honey for breakfast and done his exercises but he could not remember what he was supposed to do that afternoon. It bothered him terribly and being a bear of little brain he figured that he should go find some assistance.

Piglet could not help him. Pooh good friend was out visiting Kanga that morning, helping her organize her spices, as he was very good at organizing. Winnie the Pooh was certain that was not it. He was sure the Piglet could tell him what it was he was supposed to do but Piglet was not there to help him.

Perhaps he was going to go play a game of Pooh sticks with Rabbit and Eeyore down at the river? That did sound like a lot of fun but poor Pooh Bear, he could not remember what it was he was supposed to do. If only he was as wise as Owl, then he could remember what it was that he was supposed to do after lunch.

Maybe if he went to the big tree and spoke to Blaine Thomas then he was sure to remember what he was supposed to do today. Blaine Thomas was always so smart, just like Christopher Robin. That was what he decided to do, as Blaine Thomas was quite clever and would be able to help a bear of very little brain.

Kurt bit his lower lip as he watched this performance. Blaine was doing more than just reading, he was making this whole thing come to life. It was clear from his voice that these stories actually meant something to him. Why was he not getting this on video? Brittany would cry, literally cry when she heard about this and the fact that it had not been filmed would be devastating.

There was simply no question about it, Blaine would have to do this at least once for Brittany, and perhaps an infinite number of times for him, at least, because seeing his strong and well-built boyfriend all cute and cuddled up to Pooh Bear and reading this story aloud was affecting him in ways that he had never been affected. His heart ached from how absolutely, primaly adorable this was and his desire for Blaine only grew as each warm word rolled out.

“Pooh Bear walked through the forest, humming a little song as he went, going, ‘Rum te Teetum Tum te Teerum It’s my Marching Hummm! Tum te Teerum Rum te Teetum As we go Marching Onnnn. Rum te Teetum Tum te Teerum See the leaves so Greeeen Tum te Teerum Rum te Teetum Now I’m jumping o’er the Streammm. Rum te Teetum Tum te Teerum It’s my Marching Hummm! Tum te Teerum Rum te Teetum As we go Marching Onnnn.’

Blaine looked up from where he was making Pooh Bear dance a little bit on his lap when he heard Kurt squeak. Kurt was bright red, his eyes wide and shining in delight, utterly entranced with Blaine’s actions. This made Blaine shift a bit nervously, a sudden blush start to creep down his neck and then turn his face back down to the book, settling Pooh Bear back into place. “Uh… yeah… uh… where was I… oh yeah. Pooh Bear made it to the Big Tree in no time and there was Blaine Thomas, sitting outside of the tree gazing at the clouds. Winnie the Pooh called out, “Blaine Thomas!”

“Hello there Pooh Bear.” said Blaine Thomas, still lying there.

“I have forgotten what I’m supposed to do this afternoon. Can you help me?”

“Oh Pooh Bear.” said Blaine Thomas.

“I used to know but then Piglet left to go help Kanga and then the honey pots and I had a conversation. It was a very tasty conversation and it went on for a while. After that I could not remember. Piglet would remember but he was not there.” explained Winnie the Pooh rather carefully, so Blaine Thomas understood.

“Were you going to lie down and look at clouds?” he said rather lazily.

Pooh looked thoughtful for a moment and then shook his head. “No that was not it.”

“Was it visiting Eeyore? Or Rabbit or Tigger? Or Kanga or Owl?”

Pooh looked very thoughtful, as thoughtful as a Pooh Bear could look and not be in his Thinking Place. He tapped his hand against his head, saying, “Think, th-think think think.” He then looked up at Blaine Thomas and said, “No.”

“Well then Pooh Bear, that is a puzzle? Was it a game of Pooh Sticks?”

“No, I believe that I would remember that.”

The fact that Blaine was talking in different voices was making this whole experience better and better for Kurt. How much more adorable could Blaine get with this whole thing? He was already reading the story with voices, singing the songs and he even made Pooh dance. Kurt felt like his heart was going to swell and burst, if he could borrow and appropriate line from Joe versus the Volcano. No, this was most certainly a discovery that was truly the greatest thing ever, well… almost, there were a few things that topped this, but then only by very, very narrow margins and they all had to do with Blaine anyway and things that they discovered together or did together and it was a short list. Kurt pulled the pillow closer to him, resting his chin on the edge of it, watching his love share this amazing tale. He just had to hear more.

“Well Pooh Bear what could it be?”

“Do we need an Expotition in order to find out what I was going to do this afternoon?” asked Pooh, aware that he was asking about a very large undertaking.

“An Expotition?” asked Blaine Thomas, rather surprised by what Pooh Bear had to say.

“Why yes, that was it exactly! Thank you for remembering it Blaine Thomas. I was going to get you and go on an Expotition.” replied Winnie the Pooh with some satisfaction.

“Really?” asked Blaine Thomas with some surprise. “Where to?”

“Well I figured that since we found the North Pole with Christopher Robin and he told me that the South Pole had been found, I figured that maybe we could go find the East Pole together.”

Blaine Thomas stared at Pooh Bear for a moment and then began to smile. “Okay! I think that sounds like a wonderful plan.”

Blaine Thomas got his overcoat and his adventuring hat and his satchel for carrying sandwiches and a small jar of honey just in case Pooh Bears happened to get hungry along the way. “Should we get the others?”

“Let us head East and find out?”

Since they did not have a compass, but knew that the East was roughly in the direction of Pooh Bear’s and Piglet’s house, the duo set off. Pooh Bear shared his Marching Song and the two of them were soon singing Rum te Teetums and Tum te Teerums quite loudly as they walked through the forest arm in arm.

Kurt cleared his throat to get Blaine’s attention. Blaine looked up, struggling a bit to pull himself out of the Hundred Acre Woods, as he clearly was deeply immersed in all of this. He blinked a few times before asking, “Uh… yes, Kurt?”

“Sorry for interrupting you but I just had to ask… please tell me there are pictures of you wearing an overcoat with an adventure hat. Please! That might be the cutest thing since seeing you and that bear together.”

Blaine blushed again, as the other one had since faded. “Yes there are pictures of that. My mom has them safely hidden from me. I am sure if you asked her nicely she would share them with you.”

“And Cooper was never into this?” asked Kurt, curious as to why there did not seem to be any mention of the older brother.

“Nope, he was too busy playing sports and stuff. He didn’t really click with Grandpa the way I did. It wasn’t until we got older and then really figured out who he was that he regretted it. Now he thinks the experience could have helped him with his acting.” Blaine said with a trace of sarcasm in his voice.

Kurt rolled his eyes at that. “Sorry I asked. Thank you for telling me about the pictures. Now continue please, I absolutely must hear more. This is a wonderful story and you tell it beautifully.”

Blaine shook his head and then continued. “Where was I… oh yes… as they walked through the forest. They heard a hooting above their heads and then a sound ahead as Owl asked “Good Afternoon Blaine Thomas and Pooh Bear, how are you on this fine day?”

“Just fine Owl. How are you?” replied Blaine Thomas.

“Absolutely splendid! It is a lovely afternoon for a brisk flight. A nice brisk flight is good for the old wings, that’s what my old Uncle Toby always said. Now, what are you two up to this fine day?”

“We’re on an Expotition!” said Blain Thomas proudly.

“Are you really?” asked Owl in surprise.

Just then a cell phone rang, belting out “Call Me Maybe” in Blaine’s voice, making Kurt groan in annoyance. Why now, why did someone have to bother him when the most perfect story time ever was occurring? Whoever it was better have something to say or they would have to face the mighty wrath of Kurt Hummel! “Just one minute. I’ll be right back.”