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Disclaimer: I don't own Glee or any of its characters


The warm summer breeze hit Blaine's face as he sit waiting on the porch. Momma said that the house across from them had sold and I new family was moving in, thus the waiting to see if there was a boy or girl he could play with. He is just like any other six year old boy... loves to play in the mud, play with toys, and hates taking baths.

Finally he see's a red pick-up truck pull into the neighbors yard, he bolts up straight and looks to see who comes out. First, a man probably in his mid thirties with a baseball cap covering his bald head and a couple boxes in his hands.

Blaine is disappointed. He was hoping for someone to ride bikes with and...wait!

Out comes a boy about Blaines age with chestnut brown hair and a rather neat little outfit. The sun reflects off his pale white skin and he has what looks like a teacup set box in his hands. Blaine assumes that the boy is carrying it for his sister but no one else comes out of the car.

"Okay, that's strange..." Blaine thinks to himself.

Before he has a chance to say hello the pale boy runs inside and slams the door.

"Oh well, I will see if he wants to play later." Blaine mutters to himself.

Blaine hears his mother calling him to come in for lunch so he goes in the house and sits at the table.

Blaine's mom is a rather beautiful woman, with her black long curly hair and gorgeous hazel eyes. The resemblance between Blaine and his mother is almost identical, if not for Blaine's face shape which he gets from his father.

"Hey honey! Did you see the neighbors?" Alyssa asks while setting down a peanut butter and jelly sandwich near Blaine.

"Yeah! I saw a man and a boy, but he didn't look in the mood to talk. Looked kind of sad actually..." Blaine trailed off.

"Hmm...he could just be sad from the move." She said

"I guess that makes sense." Blaine said.

"I'll tell you what, we will make them some cookies and I will let you delivere them." Alyssa said enthusiastically.

"Yeah! Then he might wanna play!" Blaine said equally as excited.

They started making the cookies for the Hummels (Alyssa knew only their new neighbors last name) when they were almost done they heard the front door open.

"Daddy!" Blaine squealed as he ran into his father's arms.

"Hey son! What have you and mom been doing?" His father asked.

"Baking cookies for the new neighbors! The- um mom whats their name again?" Blaine asked.

"Hummels!" Alyssa yelled from the kitchen.

"Yeah! They have a boy my age! I think..." Blaine said happily.

"Fun! As long as you left some cookies for me." His father joked.

Blaines father was a business man. He worked at a big office with lots of Windows which blaine thought was the coolest thing ever. He loved his son and wife but he did have a temper, the perks of being a lawyer. He was rather short with black hair that was starting to bald on the top but he was a handsome man much like Blaine.

"Paul! Would you help me in the kitchen dear?" Alyssa called.

"Sure thing Hon!" Paul answered.

Alyssa handed Blaine a plate of peanut butter cookies that a note that read "To Mrs and Mr Hummel and the little one. Welcome to the neighborhood!"

"Blaine, give these to the Hummels and come straight back home, alright?"

"Yes momma!" Blaine said obediently.

Blaine ran out the door and across the street to the Hummels house. He reached on his tippy toes to ring the doorbell once (as his mom taught home) and the door swung wide open seconds later to reveal the boy with the teacup set.

"Hello! I'm Blaine, and I would like to-" He's cut off by the boy screaming.

"Dadddd! There's a stranger talking to me!"

"No, I um, live across the street." Blaine said startled.

"Oh, sorry." The strange boy ducked behind the door a little in shyness.

"I brought you this." Blaine hands the cookies over.

The boy mutters a thanks.

"Whats your name and how old are you?" Blaine asks excitedly.

"Kurt. I um, am almost seven." He says so quietly Blaine barley hears it.

"Really! I'm six, we could totally hang out together! Play in the mud and (Kurt cringed, gross mud, he thought) play with toy cars!"

"Maybe." Kurt said shyly.

"Oh, come on Kurt! You should play with me now I don't bite!"

Kurt thought for a moment, "Ok, but lemme ask my dad."

Minutes later Kurt emerged from the house with a Barbie and Ken doll. They went over to Blaine's house and sat under the big ash tree. They played with the dolls and cars for a while before Kurt talked freely for the first time.

"You know I'm allergic to peanut butter." Kurt said in his rather high pitched voice.

"Wha? Oh! I'm so sorry, I didn't know! Are..are you hurt?" Blaine asks frantically remembering the cookies.

"No, no. I'm fine, but thanks anyways." Kurt said.

"Not many kids in where I came from wanna play with me." He continued.

"Why? I think your fun!" Blaine said with true curiosity.

"Because I play with dolls and tea sets." Kurt replyed sadly.

"I like dolls and tea sets." Blaine muttered quietly.

"Really!?" Kurt asked confused and excitedly.

"Yeah! It's fun to play pretend." Blaine said.

"We could play with my tea set sometime?" Kurt asked.

"That sounds fun!" Blaine answered.

"Blaine!" Blaines mother called.

"Yes momma?"

"Ask Kurt if him and his parents would like to come over for dinner!"

"Okay mom." Blaine said.

"Would you and your mom and dad like to come over for dinner?" Blaine asked Kurt.

He noticed the way Kurt flinched at the word "mom".

"My mommy can't come." Kurt said sadly, like he was going to cry.

"Why?" Blaine asked.

"Because she can't OKAY!" Kurt yelled but immediately regretted it. Blaine looked like he was going to cry from his yelling.

"I'm sorry, she...she just got sick and is in heaven now." Kurt said.

"Oh, I'm sorry. But you can still come with your dad." Blaine said sincerely.

"Okay! I'm going to tell my daddy, I'll see ya later Blaine!" Kurt said happily, the first time he felt happy in a while.

Blaine watched as Kurt skipped gracefully to his house.

Two hours later Kurt and Burt were at the Anderson's door with a plate of fruits.

Burt held out a hand to Alyssa and Paul, "Hello, my name is Burt Hummel and this is my son Kurt Hummel. Thank you for the cookies and the invititation to dinner, it is very nice of you."

Paul and Alyssa shook his hand and then Kurt's,"No problem! It's nice to have you here." Paul said.

Burt and Kurt entered the house and Kurt sat next to Blaine at the dining room table.

"This looks delicious!" Burt said.

"Thanks, so, where do you y'all come from?" Alyssa asked.

"Boston." Burt answered simply.

"Wow, New York. Why would you want to move to Ohio?" Alyssa asked again.

"To, um...get away." Burt answered hesitantly.

"Fair enough. Blaine told me about your loss, I'm very sorry."

"Yeah, me to." Burt grumbled.

Blaine started to tap Kurt on the knee when he wasn't looking and every time it startled Kurt and he would look around to see who did it. Finally, he found the colperate.

"Blaine stop it!" He whispered harshly trying to sustain his giggles.

"What, it wasn't me!" Blaine giggled.

This went on for a while until they excused themself to go play in Blaines room.

"Wow! You have a lot of books." Kurt said gesturing to the big bookshelf full of kids books and even novels like Harry Potter.

"I like to read." Blaine answered simply.

"I'm not good at reading." Kurt said embarrassed.

"I can teach you!" Blaine said happily.

"Okay." Kurt said.

Blaine got out "Goodnight Moon" and taught Kurt some words. Although they were both pronouncing half the words incorrectly, it was still fun. They fell asleep with Kurt's head on Blaine's shoulder and Blaine's head on Kurt's head, book in hand. They were going be great friends, Blaine could fell it.


A/N I hope you enjoyed the story! Please review. Should I continue?