-TEN YEARS POST HAVE YOURSELF A MERRY LITTLE CHRISTMAS-
As Kurt glided into the room, he was greeted by 10 bright, cheery smiles. It had been 10 long years since he'd seen his OTP, Blaine Anderson, the father of those 10 beautiful children. They looked exactly like Blaine, eyebrows and all.
Kurt greeted his children.
"GOOD EVENING MY BEAUTIFUL PRECIOUS GIFT FROM .HABIBIBI"
They all chanted at once, "GOOD EVENING FATHER."
Kurt was alone for Christmas, minus his many children. A single father, without his OTP. He cried, and cried harder when he realised there were no eyebrows to mop up his sweet tears. As he gazed out the window longingly, a familiar tuff of curly afro hair stuck out of the drain. Kurt's face lit up. He delicately opened the window and fell out gracefully, ending his fall with a smooth front flip.
"Blaine? Is that you?"
"GOTCHAAAAA!" snarled Mr. Shu, popping up and out of the drain and ripping off the wig of pubes he had been collecting ever since he learnt of Kurt's disappearance 10 years ago.
Mr. Shu shoved a potato sack over Kurt's head and quickly tied him up with his famous pubes handcuffs. He tossed Kurt inside his van, shaped like a dildo, as he was now working in a sex toy shop. Kurt squealed like a pig as Mr. Shu screeched away from the house.
~FADE TO BLACK~