Kurt flung himself down the stairs in a rage.

"FINN! WHERE THE HELL IS MY STASH?" he screamed, not caring that Burt and Carole were giving him odd looks.

Finn looked down guiltily. "Umm...I dunno?" he asked, looking up.

"Tell me where my chocolate is," Kurt hissed, leaning in dangerously close to Finn's face.

"I...I ate it," Finn mumbled.

Kurt's eye twitched. Literally twitched. "You...ate...my...chocolate..." he growled.

"Umm..yeah?"

"WHAT THE HELL FINN? YOU KNOW I CAN'T LIVE WITHOUT THE STUFF!" Kurt exploded.

"I was hungry and you were gone, and it was there and-" He was silenced by Kurt's deadly glare.

"Hasn't anyone told you to NEVER steal chocolate from a chocoholic?" he asked grumpily. God, even saying the word was making the craving unbearable.

"Sorry Kurt. I'll never eat your stuff again," Finn apologized, and Kurt sighed.

"It's fine, Finn, I'll just suffer the entire day" he turned on his heel, and walked back up to his room.

B: Hey Kurt

K: Hi Blaine

B: What's wrong?

K: How can you tell?

B: I have my ways

K: ...

B: C'mon babe! What's wrong?

K: Finn stole my chocolate..

B: Wait..he did WHAT? Does he have a DEATHWISH?

K: No idea. All I know is I'm going crazy without it.

B: I can help! :P I'll be over there soon.

K: BRING CHOCOLATE! PLEASE!

B: Of course Kurtsie.

Blaine stepped into Kurt's room, and gasped at what he saw. A disheveled looking Kurt Hummel was staring at him with large desperate eyes.

"Did you bring it?"

"Yup," Blaine smiled, pulling out an entire basket of Kurt's favorite. Snickers, Hershey, Milky Ways and a few Nutter Butters too.

"I FREAKING LOVE YOU!" Kurt screamed, hugging him quickly before he pratically inhaled the candy.

"I freaking love you too," Blaine smirked.

He wasn't too surprised when Kurt was too busy eating chocolate to answer back.