First of all I would like to thank 'TheOnlyMaleKlainer' for making me realise why I love writing so much and coming back to FanFiction. This story was an idea of me and a friend, so I cannot take all the credit for the plot and storyline of this fic. Enjoy!
1. The Anderson-Hummel House Party Train Wreck Extravaganza:
"-and lock all the doors and windows before you go to bed! And don't answer the door to strangers! And don't-"
"Dad! We'll be fine. Just go and enjoy your holiday and we'll take care of everything." Alex told her dad, practically pushing him out of the door.
"Are you sure you don't want us to call a babysitter?" Kurt asked, chewing on his bottom lip. As soon as Blaine had told him of his plans to whisk him away for a romantic weekend Kurt's first thought had been the children. As much as he wanted to go he didn't want to leave his kids and the thought of his three 16 year old daughter's running the house for an entire 3 days was an alarming one, especially knowing what they were like.
"I'm pretty sure we're old enough to not need one, so hurry up and leave already!" Jess, the oldest of the three triplets chimed in.
Kurt looked at Blaine, who just grinned at him and picked up their bags. He raised his hands in mock surrender and made his way to the car. Blaine turned to the kids. "The spare key is under the pot outside, you have our cell phone numbers in case Grimes sets fire to the kitchen again-"
"How was I supposed to know the tea-towel would set alight if I put it over the toaster!? I thought if I kept the heat in my toast would be ready sooner!" Grimes interrupted, causing the rest of the family to roll their eyes at the brunette.
"-and please behave. That means no house parties!" Blaine finished, before walking out to the car. "We love you!" He called back as he got in front of the steering wheel.
The three teens stood at the door and waved to their dad's as they rolled out of the driveway and down the road. As soon as the car was out of sight the girls turned and smiled wickedly at one another. "Let's get this party started!"
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Two hours later and the party was in full swing. The room was filled with thick, grey smoke and coloured disco lights that flashed and sparkled and made the teens feel as though they were in a real club, instead of the triplets house. Heavy rock music pounded its way through the house, the loudness giving the illusion the ground was pumping in time to the bass of the song, and making the neighbours resent moving to a neighbourhood inhabited by three adolescents. Alex, the second oldest of the siblings was currently break-dancing in the middle of the room, encouraged by her drunk friends and showing off her 'no-shame' attitude. Grimes, whose name was given to her by the one and only Sugar Motta (who was convinced the name was genius), was trying to do magic tricks with a deck of cards, but she kept dropping them all and having to start again, not that any on-lookers cared- in their drunken state they 'oohed' and 'awed' at every trick she showed them as if it was the best thing they'd ever seen. Finally, the oldest Jess was lying on the expensive wooden floor with three other people, intoxicated and pointing at the fan and laughing as it spun round. Somewhere in the house a game of indoor catch had been started with Kurt and Blaine's (very expensive) Columbian vase and several people were running around shirtless. Alex stood up swaying, and holding onto someone's t-shirt for support.
"Spin the bottle!" She suddenly declared. "Who wants to play, spin the bottle!?" She slurred excitedly, holding up an empty bottle of cider.
"Best party ever!" Someone screamed as everyone rushed to play.
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"Wait. What do you mean it's too late to get on the plane!? Do you know how long it took us to get here!?" Kurt yelled at the receptionist, who just sighed tiredly.
"I'm sorry sir but the pilot's already shut the gate. There's nothing I can do." She explained sympathetically.
Kurt let out a frustrated sigh and folded his arms. Blaine put a comforting hand on his shoulder. "Is there another flight we can get on?" He asked quietly.
"There's a plane that leaves at 2:30pm tomorrow, all the others are fully booked."
"Tomorrow!?" Blaine exclaimed. "That's just great."
"Shall I book you in or not?" The women asked impatiently.
"Don't bother. We may as well go home." Kurt snapped before storming away from the desk in a diva-ish manner. Blaine looked at the lady apologetically before racing off to follow Kurt.
"Kurt! Baby, wait!" He called to the older man. "We can sort something out, just please stop!"
Kurt came to a halt and let out a deep breath. He sighed. "I'm sorry. I'm not mad at you it's just… we haven't been away together in ages, and I was really looking forward to this and-"
Blaine silenced him with a chaste kiss. "I know. But we can go some other time, right? If you're serious about going back home though we should leave now, before the kids go to bed."
Kurt seemed to think about it. "Well… I guess we don't have to go home straight away… this is the first time we've been alone together in ages... and there're hotels surrounding this airport…"
Blaine grinned. "Why, Kurt, are you suggesting what I think you're suggesting?" He asked innocently.
Kurt just smiled and grabbed his husbands hand before dragging him through the crowded airport.
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Back at the Anderson-Hummel residence things had really gone crazy. Bottles littered the floor and a band and started playing on the front lawn. Those still left conscious had gathered outside to watch as Grimes prepared to walk on the tightrope she had constructed out of a bit of rope and too garden poles, however she couldn't get more than too steps without falling off into a giggling heap.
"The reason." Jess started. "The reason you keep falling. Is because you know you can without getting hurt. If you make the rope higher then you know if you fall you'll probably die or loose that one tiny brain cell you're still clinging on to, therefore your subconscious won't let you fall. It's all about physics." Jess explained, secretly grinning at Alex.
"Brilliant!" Grimes screamed, before taking her equipment and running into the house. She soon appeared at the upstairs window tying the rope onto the handle before throwing down the other end and instructing her siblings to tie it to the garage roof. "Behold!" She called to the people watching, before taking her first step forwards.
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"It's not exactly romantic is it?" Kurt stated as he and Blaine stood in the doorway to the grotty hotel room. The wallpaper was more damp then design and the walls were covered in yellow cigarette stains. The floor was covered in bits of dirt and suspicious looking stains that the two men couldn't bring themselves to even look at without gagging.
Blaine looked into the bathroom and soon closed it again, shuddering in disgust. He watched Kurt look at the room with disdain. "Well… it's a room at least?" He said hopefully.
Kurt looked at him sceptically. "Blaine… I dunno… this room must of failed at least a billion health inspections."
"Come on… you just need to get in the mood." Blaine told him, walking over and taking Kurt's jacket from his shoulders. Standing behind the brunette he slowly pressed butterfly kisses down his neck and his jawline. Kurt shivered and turned in Blaine's embrace before kissing him passionately and threading his fingers in the younger man's hair. "See. I told you." Blaine said roughly as they broke apart, resting their foreheads together.
"Bed. Now." Kurt demanded crushing their lips back together in a fierce kiss. Suddenly Blaine hoisted Kurt up, causing the latter to wrap his legs around his waist and kiss him more deeply. He practically threw the older man onto the bed, causing the springs to creek and moan with the sudden weight, and he quickly followed, beginning to unbutton Kurt's shirt when suddenly the sound of 'Teenage Dream' by Katy Perry rang out into the room. Blaine growled. "Just leave it, baby." Kurt told him, kissing his neck.
"It might be the girls. It'll only take two seconds." The man sighed, climbing off his husband and answering the phone. "Hello? Wait… slow down… she was doing what!? You were…? Is she okay? Okay. We'll be right there, you three have got some serious explaining to do." Blaine hung up and looked at Kurt. "Grimes is at the hospital… something about a tightrope? Anyway, we need to get back, she's broken her arm." He explained.
Kurt looked at him, confused. "Tightrope? I knew we shouldn't of left them alone!" He cried, jumping off the bed and grabbing his bag.
"I don't know, Alex seemed sober on the phone, but I'm willing to bet money that alcohol had something to do with this." Blaine sighed, following his frantic partner out the door. So much for a romantic weekend.
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"We're here! Is she okay? What happened!? Why was she on a tightrope!?" Kurt rushed to his two children.
"It's kind of a long story." Alex explained weakly, sitting in one of the hospital chairs.
"What-" Kurt started but was cut off by the doctor approaching with Grimes in tow.
"You must be Mr Anderson and Mr Hummel? Your daughter has broken her arm in two places, but it should heal within about 6 weeks. We recommend she doesn't take part in any strenuous activity, but she'll be fine once the bone has fully healed." The man explained warmly. "We also recommend no more house parties!" He joked, missing the way the three girls face-palmed.
"No more what!?" Blaine yelled.
"Oh… you didn't know. Okay well this is clearly a family issue so I'm just gonna let you guys get on with it." The doctor said awkwardly. "Good luck, girls." He said quietly before slipping away through the hospital doors.
"You three are in big trouble."
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"And in the morning, you will clean every inch of this house! And I mean every inch! If there is even one stain on the Persian rug I swear to God all of you are going to be grounded until you're 30!" Blaine shouted at the three silent girls. "Now get to bed!"
The three sisters slowly stood up and began to leave the room, Blaine's eyes never leaving them. They all quickly muttered an apology before going up to bed, tired and upset.
Blaine sighed heavily and collapsed onto the couch. Kurt looked at him thoughtfully. "You really told them off." He stated.
"I probably was harsher then I should have been." He admitted tiredly. "I just wanted to have a weekend away with you, was that too much to ask?"
Kurt smiled. "No. And we can still have that weekend. And next time leave 4 hours in advance, okay?" He said, only half joking.
"Okay." Blaine agreed, wrapping an arm around Kurt's shoulders. "I love you."
"I love you too." Kurt smiled happily and rested his head on Blaine's chest and closing his eyes.
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The next morning when Kurt woke up he was no longer on the couch. Instead he was wrapped up in bed, his limbs tangled with Blaine's and the smell of pancakes was drifting through the house. "What's going on?" He asked sleepily.
"You fell asleep last night so I carried you up… no idea what's going on downstairs though." Blaine replied, shifting Kurt over and sitting up.
At that moment, Jess walked in carrying a tray with two mugs of steaming coffee and two plates stacked with pancakes. Behind her, Alex carried a plate of biscuits and Grimes, not trusted to hold anything breakable, walked in with a card. "What's going on?" Kurt repeated. "It's not our anniversary or our birthdays."
"We know." Jess said. "We just wanted to say we were sorry about the party. We got up early this morning to clean everything up and decided to make you breakfast as an apology." She explained, setting the tray down on the bed.
"We got you a card as well. I'm sorry I fell off a tightrope." Grimes added, nursing her broken arm and sitting at the foot of the bed.
"And I'm sorry that these two planned the entire thing and even though I had nothing to do with it I should of tried harder to stop them." Alex smiled innocently as her two sisters glared at her.
The two men smiled at each other. "And I'm sorry for yelling at you last night. I was pretty angry… and hypocritical, we've had our fair share of wild parties." Blaine told them.
Kurt laughed. "Speak for yourself. Kids, there was this one time in high school when your aunt Rachel held a party-"
"No!" Blaine cried. "They do not need to hear this!"
"Yes we do!" Alex grinned.
"And Blaine here had a little sexuality crisis." Kurt continued. "He made out with Rachel!"
The three kids all burst out laughing. "You made out with Rachel!?" Jess exclaimed. "Oh my God! This is brilliant."
"It was a game of spin the bottle okay!? I didn't even want to do it!" Blaine protested, but was just met with more laughter.
"Sure, whatever dad." Grimes grinned as the three began to leave the room.
"Rachel Berry. Classic." Alex laughed to herself.
The men could still hear their discussion about it as they made their way down the hallway. Blaine turned to Kurt. "You're evil."
"You love me."
DONE. This will be multi-chapter… if anyone has ideas that they're willing to share that's cool :) If you wanna review that's cool too ;D