There was once a boy named Kurt. He was a mighty warrior. His mother, Elizabeth, was a goddess and his father, Burt, was a god. In his early years he played dolls instead of action figures. Boys would always tease him because he was girly and girls would never play with him because he was a boy. He was always alone at school. The only highlight of his day was coming home to see his mother and father. He would always tell them about school and they would comfort him.
One day, when he was in a corner playing by himself, he noticed a quite handsome and shy boy walk in to the class room with his mom. "There's no way he'll want to sit with me", he thought. Being a little oblivious, he was shocked to hear a "hi" come from the boy that was walking towards him. "Um hi", Kurt said turning around. Being the dapper boy he was, the other boy held out his hand to shake," I'm Blaine." "Kurt." "So I don't know anybody here and you seem like a nice boy. Um, can I sit with you", Blaine said. "Um sure." "So what are you playing?" "I'm just playing with my dolls." "Oh, I love playing with dolls! Most boys don't like to play with dolls! Can I play with you?" "Sure I never have any one to play with me. Only my mommy plays with me. " "Me too." "Time to leave children", said the teacher. "See you tomorrow Blaine. My mommy is hear", said Kurt. "Bye Kurt."