'I'm beautiful in my way, 'cause God makes no mistakes, I'm on the right track, baby I was born this way!' Blaine Hummel-Anderson danced across the kitchen, shaking his hips as he stirred something in a saucepan on the stove. His daughter Caissie appeared in the doorway, accompanied by an unknown boy.
'Oh, please excuse my dad's medieval music taste,' she grinned.
'Hey-' Blaine turned around and spotted the pair. He pointed at Caissie. 'That was a very hip song 23 years ago.'
'Of course.' She nodded. 'So – this is Chandler. Um... yeah.' She gestured awkwardly.
'Good afternoon sir,' the boy stepped forward to shake Blaine's hand.
'Please, it's Blaine.'
'Where's daddy?' Caissie asked.
'He had to head out to the grocery store.'
'Okay. Um. So we're gonna go upstairs...'
'Leave the door open.'
'Oh my God...' Caissie turned and dragged Chandler away. 'He is so embarrassing...'
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'He seemed nice enough...' Blaine said, placing a drink in front of Kurt, who was sitting at the computer. 'Just, average teenage boy.'
'Hmm. Still. I told Caissie when she was born that I wasn't letting any creeps near her. I haven't forgotten.' He started typing rapidly.
'What are you – are you Facebook stalking our daughter?'
'What? You got to meet him first hand. I have to rely on the magic of technology.' His eyes moved over the screen. 'Caissie Hummel-Anderson, in a relationship with...' His face went pale. 'Chandler Karofsky.'
'What?' Blaine leaned over his shoulder.
'He's...' Kurt clicked the name, taking him to Chandler's profile. 'Parents...' He read out. 'Summer Karofsky. Dave Karofsky.'
Just wanted to know what people thought of the general idea, I have a buttload of ideas for the plot and such, but still any and all suggestions and concrits are welcome.
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