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“Mum, please, can't I just come with you?”
Mrs. Smythe sighed. “No Bas, you can't. You know that you're too young to go hunting, we've already talked about this.”
“But Muuuum. I don't even like them.” Sebastian's voice was becoming whiny.
“Honey, I really have to go now, your father is waiting. But I'm sure it won't be as bad as you think. Now be a good kid and go to Elizabeth and Burt, okay?” Kurt heard Sebastian agree with a grunt before the boy showed at the door and took one look at Kurt before turning away with a sigh. Oh yeah, Kurt already knew this was going to be great. Kurt's mum chose this moment to come in carrying two small pumpkins and only rose an eyebrow at Sebastian's back. Kurt had seen before that Mrs. Smythe had talked to her for a second, he strongly suspected it had been about Sebastian. Kurt didn't like him very much, but he would associate with him, just like he promised his mum. And he hadn't argued with her like Sebastian had with his. Well, maybe a tiny bit, but still far less than him!
“Okay boys, how about you two make pumpkins? We could really need some decoration in this place. Don't you think so, too, honey?” She smiled down at Kurt, hinting at him to agree.
He glanced at Sebastian and took a deep breath before answering with a “Yes.” His mum brought some knives and spoons, then she left them alone. Maybe it was just him, but didn't it somehow felt like no one really wanted to deal with Sebastian tonight? Anyway, seemed like Kurt was stuck with him.
He grabbed himself one of the pumpkins, sat down, and began to draw a face on him. It certainly wasn't on purpose that the pumpkins missing teeth were at the same positions as Sebastian's. He barely looked up when the other boy got his own pumpkin and started working. It was only when he was already spooning out his pumpkin that a frustrated grunt caught his attention. Sebastian had really managed to get his knife stuck. Kurt just rose an eyebrow, decided it wasn't his problem, and continued carving out his squash.
“You know, that face you drew is really ugly. But I'm sure you have other talents...” Kurt looked up to see Sebastian seemingly deep in thought, before shaking his head slowly. “No, sorry, I can't think of any.” And with that, this god-awful smirk started forming which always made Kurt want to punch it out of his face.
“You're just pissed because you can't even make a pumpkin.” The look on Sebastian's face told him that he had totally hit home. Kurt studied the annoyed looking boy before he decided to take pity on him and reached for the pumpkin. Neither of them said a word while Kurt prepared the pumpkin so Sebastian would only have to carve the face in. Placing it in front of him again, Kurt grabbed his own again.
“Thanks.” The mumbled words were barely audible, and Kurt had to laugh.
“You know, you can also ask for help if you need it. I've heard it's actually possible, fascinating, right?”
“Oh, shut up.” But he could see that Sebastian had to smile as well.