A/N: Hey all ya Fanfickers. How's your X-men Christmas going? GOOD I HOPE!Anyways I milked out this chapter at about 2:47 this fine morning. I will be posting chapter 2 tomorrow and chapter 3(The final chapter) on what Sunday is...

CHRISTMAS DAY!

(I'm a bit excited")

So it's good being back.

Disclaimer: I do not own Glee but I do own the first 4 seasons of Futurama. Win.

Kurt had been gone far too long. He was supposed to be coming tomorrow. I couldn't hide my elation. I pranced around my living room. Our Christmas tree was decorated and their was a plethora of presents wrapped in bright wrapping paper and various shiny bows.

The biggest present bulged from under the tree quite a bit. It was covered in candy cane wrapped paper and tied with a magnificent number seven green bow. On the gift was a tag attached loosely to the bow. It read:

'To: My love, Kurt

From: Blaine'

I had worked on getting this present for months and finally obtained it three or so days ago. My mom was busy in the kitchen finishing up her holiday cookies before the sun set. As usual my mom finished just as the night grew cold and dark. It was not bleak though, it was warm and cozy like all the Christmas the Anderson's had ever shared together, and the Anderson's before them shared.

My mom came flushed but smiling proudly, wiping a drop of sweat from her brow and breathing silently.

"It really is a beautiful gift" Mom said admiring the art work of Kurt's gift. It really was a beautiful gift. I spent over 4 hours researching the perfect way to wrap a present to not only enhance its appearance but to make the unwrapping even more enjoyable. The night was waining fast. I picked my self up from off the couch and made my way towards my bedroom upstairs. When I made it to my open door I slowly walked in grabbing the handle behind me and closing the door shut. The lights were left on by my mistake. I turned them off and let my memory lead my way to my giant king sized bed.

My eyes drooped and very softly my blinking subsided until they were contentedly shut. A buzz shook in my pocket. I disregarded it as a humbug and snored silently. Then, another vibration occurred in my pant pocket. It rang louder and louder until I was pulled out of my sleeping state and into the bitter reality.

I reached into my pocket and found my phone. The buzzing stopped and a light ring sounded alerting me of a missed call.

I navigated through my phone and saw that my missed phone call was from Kurt. I instantly called back and impatiently listened to the 3 painful rings. Then a familiar voice spoke.

"Blaine, good you're awake"

I almost asked why I wouldn't be but glanced at my alarm clock that read 3:08A.M.

"yeah, couldn't sleep" I shrugged rubbing my eyes with my left hand.

"Well, I was about to go on the plane but..." Kurt started morosely

"BUT?" I shouted

"I can't come, my teachers have piled me with work.I don't even have time to wait at an airport. I'm so sorry babe" Kurt explained begging to cry.

"Oh" was all I could say in response. I was broken and I couldn't control my emotions. I sobbed silently not wanting him to know how depressed I was about this.

"So, when will I get to see you again?" I asked breaking the saddened silence.

"Summer" he spoke quickly.

I calculated approximentaly how long it would be until I could see that beautiful face of his.

"Seven months" I sputtered out. More disappointed than before.

"Yeah, I guess"

"So that's it, another half of a year until I can see you"

"guess so"

"Well, see ya then" I spoke softly before hanging up his phone barely hearing his goodbye as I clicked the end button.

Why were college teachers so stupid. It had waited so long to see Kurt. He left in August and now it was December.

I didn't know if I could handle anymore of him being in New York with handsome college men.

I'm just silly ol' short-stack Blaine Anderson up in Ohio.

It was official. Christmas was ruined this year.

A/N: Awwwwwww, Poor Blaine. Well, chapter two up tomorrow. Keep on a look out. A bit of a new style of writing for me. Gives it that Christmas movie feeling. Or at least that was the goal. Hope y'all have a fantasmic x-mas and a 'appy new year! And reviews are excepted through that magical box down below...I think. Oh and win for whoever got the Polar Express refercence. inbox me if you can't figure it out and let me know if you did. Hugs and buttterfly kisses. Your Appleinn4.