Never Enough Bling

by K8Malloy

When Kurt and Rachel leave on a touring Broadway show, it leaves Blaine and Finn to manage the competitive dancing schedules of their three kids: Everett and Amelia Anderson and Anastasia Hudson. Fearless Dance Dads. Well, maybe not so much on Finn's part.

1. Chapter 1

Saturday, March 10th, 2:12pm - At competition:

"BUT WHERE ARE THE BLACK JAZZ SHOES, FINN! And why isn't her hair parted over her right eye?"

"That is her right eye," Finn argued, frantically tossing aside costume pieces in his quest to uncover the missing black jazz shoes.

"No, Finn, HER right eye," lectured Blaine, grabbing the costume pieces Finn was throwing left and right and shoving them into an oversized ziplock bag. "Not the right side of her when she's facing you."

Closing his eyes, Finn dropped his head back against the wall - hard. "What the hell am I doing here, Blaine?"

Dropping the plastic bag into Ana's costume bag, Blaine fished for the ziplock containing Ana's first costume of the competition and thrust it in Finn's hands, knowing that's where the shoes were.

"I told you, you should just take a picture so you'd know what she's supposed to look like when you're done with her." Blaine walked behind Anastasia and pulled the bobby pins holding her bun into place, tossing them onto the table as she hopped in place, slipping her sweaty feet into the tight leather shoes. Within seconds, Blaine had unrolled the bun and was yanking a comb through her heavily sprayed and gelled hair in order to put the part in the correct place.

Tears rolling down her face, Ana cried out, "OW! That hurts Uncle Blaine!".

"Sorry. I'll be done in a minute," he said around a mouthful of bobby pins. Quickly creating a smooth high ponytail, Blaine snapped the bun maker back into place, and hurried to roll her hair back into a proper bun, jabbing the pins back into place. Applying the heavy duty hairspray, he looked up just as the dance teacher peeked into their dressing tent.

"We need Ana and Everett now," the teacher said in a rush.

"Take 'em," Blaine breathed out, "they're ready to go." When they'd left, Blaine began laying out the costume pieces for their next routine. "Finn! We've got eight minutes between this routine and the next and Ana's changing tights, shoes and her hairstyle. Ev can change himself. I'll do her hair, you need to help her change. Hand her the pieces in order: tights, leotard, skirt, socks, shoes, vest. Got it?"

Finn paled and prayed he didn't pass out.