Authors note

So I decided to make a MPREG Fic. I have no idea about pregnancy so Wikipedia is a very reliable source even though some high schools won't let you use it as a source. I have been reading a lot of Kurt's Baby Blues to help me out with this, and I've read it so much that I'm reading it right now. I've read it twice already. So now presenting: Your story!

(.P.S I know almost everybody is getting sick of hearing about Kurt pregnant, but for me this is the easiest thing to do. I personally think Blaine is already moody and emotional so that would be hard enough to write. I also have a spoiler for ya! Health scares are present, some fluff, so is jealously, also a tad bit of anger, a little drama, and just for good measure a bit of revenge. Now cut me some slack I know nothing about pregnancy so if some things are incorrect I'll go back and edit it. Now here's your story.)

Thank you Miss. Hummel for being my inspiration! You deserve a Darren Criss!

KurtHummelyouareanidiot, I scolded myself, youknewyouhadthegene!Whydidn'tyoumakeBlainewearthecondom? I saw the doctor come out of his office with a smile on his face. Whyareyousmiling?Icouldbepregnantandpossiblythrownoutofmyhouseandyouarewastingallofyourtimesmiling!

"Kurt Hummel? Come with me." I nervously stood up. I was so scared that I was walking wobbly. I went into the office and as soon he closed the door I bombarded him with questions.

"I'm hallucinating right? Or is this just some crazy dream? Men can't get pregnant. I know that much. A-"

"Kurt calm down!" Dr. Morris said. "Well I have good news and bad news."

"Wh-what's the bad news?" I asked beginning to hyperventilate. The doctor had sat next to me and was coaching me to breathe right. When I had breathing had went back to normal he had went back to his original spot.

"I think you would like to hear the good news first," he looked at me. I nodded. "The tests came back positive." I ran my hand through my hair and at that moment I didn't even care.

"The bad news is that because of your diet, you might need to watch what you eat. Educate yourself about the calorie counts."

He went to his desk and opened a drawer.

"So am I going to be ok?" I looked at him expectantly.

"I was just getting to that. The condition you have is rare, but not uncommon," He grabbed a packet of papers. "Your body can handle the child, so no health scares or any severe one's in that matter. So stay away from choreography. Not all of it, just the very complicated kind. Do you have any questions?"

"No."

"Oh, and before I forget, stay away from great stressing activities."

"Stressing Activities? I'm pregnant, which is stressing enough as it is, I have a solo for the Show Choir Championship, I'm still being harassed about my sexuality, and I might be facing getting kicked out of my house just for being pregnant. If that's not stress, then what is?"

"You might need to have to give up your solo." He told me.

"What!" I shot out of my seat like a missile. "I worked my butt off for that solo and you're asking me to just give it up?"

"I'm not asking you, I'm telling you."

I took that into consideration. I sighed and gave him a weak smile.

"I'll take that as a yes?" Dr. Morris asked me. I nodded my head. "Well again, congratulations."

I walked out of his office feeling worse than before.

I was walking out when I saw a familiar face. Quinn.

"Kurt what are you doing here?" She asked surprised.

"I-uh- doctor's appointment." She raised her eyebrows.

"You had a doctor's appointment at the OB/GYN office? I don't think that's possible," She looked at the packet of papers in my hand. "What's this?" She asked grabbing the packet out of my hands. Her hazel eyes widened in surprise.

"You're-"

"Yes." I said miserably. I sat heavily on the bench.

"Kurt, does Blaine know?" I banged my head on the back of the wall. That had completely slipped my mind.

"Kurt you need to tell him. Blaine needs to know. He'll be a good father. I can tell just by looking at him. Whenever we go to the mall, and he sees the mothers pushing the strollers, he has this longing look in his eyes." I smiled.

I stood up. I stared her in her eyes.

"If I need any help Quinn I know the perfect person to call." She smiled. Quinn looked down at her watch and back up at me.

"Well I better run before I'm late for my appointment," She gave me a quick kiss on my cheek. "Goodbye Kurt, and don't forget to tell Blaine." She walked into the doctor's office and left me completely alone in the hallway.

"Hey is Blaine there?" I asked Bradley, Blaine's older brother.

"Yeah, just a sec. Blaine, your boyfriend wants you!"

"Brad please turned the volume down a notch." I begged.

"Sorry."

"Hey Kurt, what's going on?" Blaine asked me.

"I n-need t-to Te-tell y-y-you some-something."Blaineunderstoodeverythingyoujustsaid.I scolded myself.

"What is it? I'm in the middle of some very difficult chemistry homework."

"I-I-I'm pregnant." I heard Blaine breathing on the other side of the phone. Whatifhedoesn'twantkids?OhmyGrilledCheesus! Whatifhedoesn'twantkidswithme? I had started to panic.

"Kurt, are you positive?"NO!IwishIcouldsay. I realized that I hadn't said anything.

"Y-yeah I'm positive. I just went to the doctor today. The test came out positive." I could practically hear Blaine's smile in the other end of the phone.

"I'm going to be a parent."

Short and sweet! I made it through this whole chapter without make any mistakes. *Cue applause and choir*. Anyways I want to tell you that the next chapter will be probably the same length if not longer.

So click the little box on the bottom. THE BABY'S LIFE DEPENDS ON IT! (Not really right now.)