I haven't cried yet! Yay!

Seeing as I did the long, heartfelt farewell when I went on my failure of a hiatus, this time, I decided that we should just have some fun. Because that, after all, is what 'Sesame Street' is about.

With that in mind, I will quickly say that I cannot express how closely my life has been intertwined with 'Sesame Street' over the past 6-ish months. 'Sesame Street' has documented my final year of high school and so you have all become a huge part of this era of my life. Thank you for being there for me through everything.

You know the dress the New Directions wear to Sectionals in season 2?
Yeah, I'm wearing that to my year 12 formal.
I have known that for the duration of this story,
and have not said a word until today.

I feel so evil!
Mwahahahah!

Title: Hot Enough

Summary: I'm not even going to pretend this has a plot. Suffice to say it's about mustard.

Era: Season 3

Perspective: 3rd person omniscient

Prompt: An epic cake. (The one from 'Mustard?' [and 'Anything Else?']) - itsnotteaitsdrugs via tumblr

...

"Whipped cream?"

"Check."

"Chocolate sauce?"

"Check."

"Mustard?"

"Check."

Kurt and Blaine exchange grins as the jar passes between them and Kurt adds it to the mountain of ingredients crowding the kitchen bench.

There's flour, sugar, food-colouring and eggs. Cocoa powder, melted chocolate and sweetened condensed milk. Strawberries and glace cherries. Mustard.

Everything's perfect.

"How's the cake coming?" Burt calls from the living room, trying to maintain parental supervision.

"Fine."

As Kurt answers, Blaine grabs the mustard, asking in an undertone "Is this the right kind?"

"It's the one we usually get," Kurt shrugs, "So I'm sure it'll be hot enough."

And that is that. But I still have 3 things to say.

Firstly, my apologises if I spoiled 3x07 for anyone. I wasn't thinking when I wrote yesterday's ANs.

Secondly, absolutely everyone deserves a massive THANK YOU from me: the 602 reviewers, 100 favouriters and 139 alerters. You are treasured, and will be sorely missed.

Thirdly, to those special reviewers who I have really gotten to know - MissMarauder93 (the earliest reader remaining!), midnightfeather, Pottergirl1, aridnie, uriah cullen, AStarWithNoSky, whatabeautifulmess and Emrisah:
All of you often talk about looking forward to my story every morning, but really you've got it backwards - I'm looking forward to your reviews every evening! You are all unfailingly honest, amazingly generous and impossibly kind, especially given how often I force my opinions, complaints and rants upon you. You are all wonderful people, and I know that, because of that, you're going to have amazing lives, even without this story to keep you going :P!

Everyone - to put it simply, you make it easy for me to do the thing I love. Feel free to check out my other stories, PM me or take a look at Sesame Street's tumblr, which will now be transformed into mine, at any time. Because, even though 'Sesame Street' may be rid of me, fanfiction (and, for that matter, Klaine) certainly isn't.

For the final time, thank you and goodbye.

Hugs and butterfly kisses,

padfoot's prose