"I think this is a stupid idea," Blaine rolled his eyes as he unbuckled his seat belt and gazed up at Sam's eyes. God, why did those big puppy eyes always get to him. He had to shake his feelings off and shake his head. He'd only heard about Sam's boxer-brief and Finn's boxers fiascos. But, Sam was stupid for wanting to return to that. "You really had to put boxer-briefs over your bikinis again?"
Sam kicked his rickety door open and shook his head. "Dude, I just did this for today. Just pants me in front of Penny, that way my little bikinis don't seem so embarrassing. You gotta."
Blaine took a deep breath. When his door shut behind him, he leaned against it for a minute. "Fine, but only because this deal involves pantsing you."
"Thank you," Sam smiled, giving Blaine a nice smack in the chest. He quickly waved to Blaine as he began his trek towards Penny. He turned his neck every few seconds to make sure Blaine was still following him, and sure enough, every time he was indeed following him. Sam's eyes met Penny's for a short moment as she stood in front of the nurses office, fumbling with her keys. It was a perfect opportunity. Taking a deep breath and sorting out any wedgies, Sam marched right up to Penny with a stride in his step. "Hey there! Having trouble with those keys?"
She looked up from the lock with a smile, "Yeah. This stupid key won't fit in the lock."
Sam motioned for her to pass him the key. "Why don't you give me a go? I bet I can get it," He smirked. As soon as he was given the key the bent forward and jiggled the key all the way in until he could turn the lock and push the door open. "Sometimes all it takes is a jiggle."
Penny's face lit up once more as she nodded at Sam. "My hero," She giggled, "Thank you so much, seriously. I'm just trying to be the cool nurse here, not the ditsy girl all the guys drool over. Of course, that's not working too well since I can't even open a lock."
"Oh, don't sweat it." Sam began, Penny's wide grin forcing his mouth to copy hers. Then, he felt Blaine's hands grope the sides of his jeans and give a nice swift yank down on them. Sam's gray boxer-briefs sat snug against his legs, his bikini briefs underneath hardly showing any brieflines. "Blaine!" He said embarrassed.
"See you later," Blaine pushed him as he strode away.
When Sam turned back to Penny he noticed her now-signature giggle once again. "Wow, guess I'm not the most embarrassed one here. Though, I have to ask. What happened to your tiny underwear?"
Sam shrugged with a boyish smile on his face. "It was laundry day," He lied, "I'm more of a boxer-briefs kinda boy."
Penny walked into the nurse's office, though hung by the doorframe with a smile. "Oh, I'm really into that tiny underwear stuff on guys. Smaller stuff on guy is much sexier than the big stuff. If you ask me, guys should be more sexually aware. More in your face kinda sexy."
That was all she said as she once again began her way into the office, basically shutting the door in her face. When Sam looked down he saw his pants at his ankles and huffed. "Well, this sucks."
---GLEE---
Will entered his classroom with a smile on his face that afternoon. "New Directions!" He smiled, sliding beside Finn on the piano, "We've just received our new competitors. Us verse the Throat Explosion and-"
"Throat Explosion?" Blaine stood up, completely cutting off Mr. Schue in his announcement. "You've got to be kidding me. We're going to lose."
"Excuse me?" Will asked, a nervous laugh ending his statement.
