Kurt walked out of Sue's office in a rage. He had just seen her ad about his father that morning and he had needed to confront her about it.

Walking down the hallway, he saw Blaine by his locker, putting his books away, and walked towards him. Blaine looked up and saw the look on his face.

"What's wrong?"

"Sue's latest ad," Kurt responded as he leaned against the locker next to Blaine's.

"Ah," said Blaine, as he showed a look of understanding. He had also just seen the commercial that morning.

"It's ridiculous! A baboon heart?"

"Can you go talk to her about it?"

"I already did. She said that politics are all about playing dirty and told me that you need to 'fling poo' if you want to win," Kurt sighed at looked at the floor. "I don't think she's backing down."

Blaine looked his boyfriend for a moment, not really sure what to say.

"I'm sure your dad and Mr. Schue will figure something out. They'll find a way to beat Sue."

Kurt looked up at him.

"Without lying or cheating," Blaine finished. "You will too. You're the only one that hasn't said anything negative about the other candidates. I'm sure people will see that and vote for you."

Kurt opened his mouth to say something in protest but Blaine cut him off.

"You're amazing, Kurt. You're going to win this thing. I believe in you."

Kurt smiled at Blaine and blushed a little.

"Are you still coming over tonight to help me practice?" he asked.

"For your speech? Of course I am."

Blaine finally shut his locker and turned to face Kurt properly. He saw Kurt's outfit and with his triangle eyebrows raised, he looked it over.

Kurt saw the look Blaine had on his face.

"Something wrong?"

"No, no," Blaine said quickly, trying to rearrange his face. "I – uh…" he fell silent when he saw Kurt's bitch face directed at him.

"Well, it's just that…uh – your outfit – is...uh…very interesting today," he finished with a smile.

Kurt continued to stare Blaine down for a moment, but eventually his face fell into a frown.

"I know," Kurt said slowly. "I don't know what I was thinking with this one. I saw this pattern in the latest McQueen catalog and I tried to replicate it. The only thing I could find in this color was my dad's old camouflage hunting gear."

He held it up from where it was draping around his torso and gave a sad smile.

"Probably not one of my best creations."

Blaine took Kurt's hand that was hanging at his side.

"You know what? It not that bad. I kind of like it. It reminds me of Star Wars. And you know how much I like Star Wars," he said with a mischievous grin.

"Star Wars?"

"Yeah, like what Leia wore on Endor."

Kurt rolled his eyes and started to walk with Blaine to class.

"Does this mean you want me to wear it more often?"

Blaine paused for a moment. "Well, maybe just at home," he said, giving him a quick smile.

Kurt laughed and kissed him on the cheek.

"Alright."