Guess what, I'm doing the klaineadvent. Only short stuff tho. Unbeta'd, just came up with them on the spot. The fun thing is that I'm listening to the Rent 10th Anniversary now.

Oh I just came up with something: due the fact that I'm Broadway trash, I will try to connect every drabble to a song (and I shall try to not only use Hamilton songs I swear).

Just trying something out.

Klaine Advent 2015 Day 1, "Anniversary"

Think of what's great about me and you
Think of the bullshit we've both been through
Think of what's past because we can do better!
We can do better!
We can do better than that!
We can do better than that!

I Can Do Better Than That - The Last Five Years

"Can you believe it?"

"Can I believe what? That this goddamn cat will tear everything apart? And the other goddamn cat too? Yes, I can believe that."

"Be nice," Blaine says as he scratches Lord Tubbington behind his ears, "The Lord and the Lady are just a bit exhausted. But I didn't mean the fact that we're catsitting Brittany's cats, but the reason behind this. We've been married for one year!"

"Almost."

"Just a couple of more minutes till midnight, and then we will start our one year anniversary," Blaine agrees. He reluctantly lets go of Lord Tubbington and moves closer to Kurt. "We've had a lot of one-year anniversaries. One year since we met."

"One year since we got together," Kurt adds, remembering how the Warblers had all showed up at McKinley to serenade him (much to Sebastian and Rachel's dismay, because Sebastian obviously didn't approve and Rachel was convinced they were going to spy on them).

"One year since we went to our first Broadway show together." Somehow, Blaine wonders if that is worth celebrating, since it ended with both of them sobbing their eyes out.

"One year since we sang Come What May Together for the first time."

"And now, one year since we got married. It's been a hell of a five years, don't you think?"

Kurt wraps his arms around him. "Broke up twice, both dated a rebound of two, even hated each other," he recalls. Blaine pouts in response.

"We never hated each other," he says. "We just occasionally resented each other, but I never hated you."

"I never hated you too."

Just when Kurt's about to lean in for a kiss, Lady Tubbington meows very loudly.

"Those freaking cats!" Kurt yells, "When are Brittany and Santana back? Someone needs to take those beasts of my hands. Remember when I said I wanted a cat? I take it all back."

"Aw, but they're harmless," Blaine says and just as he says that, Lord Tubbington starts scratching the new, wooden floor.

"Okay, maybe not that harmless," Blaine says before turning to the cats, "No, no, no Lord Tubbs, no- hey! Come back here!"

Kurt groans in agony. How does Brittany manage to live with these cats?

How does Santana manage to live with these cats?

Just when he's about to help his husband chasing the two wild cats, the door slams open and Brittany and Santana are standing in the doorway. The pleading look on Kurt's face must've said enough, because Brittany and santana immediately run after Blaine (well, Santana did first laugh at his face),

After Brittany, Santana, and most importantly, the cats were gone, it was almost midnight. It was time for their one year anniversary.

"Finally! Remind me to never agree on catsitting again," Kurt exclaims, "This will go down on my list of bullshit that has happened in our relation."

"You want to put 'catsitting' next to 'break up'?" Blaine shoots him a glare, " And we should probably stop speaking about our break ups."

"Well, we moved on and we are better than that."