So, I probably won't be able to update this often from now on, but I'll try to not take too long.

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Here's the confrontation with Burt, tadah.

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It was a quiet evening in the Hudson-Hummel house that night. The family sat around the table, and Kurt watched in horror, as his brother stuffed his face so fast you could barely see movement.

"Finn, someday you're gonna choke on something, and I will not be around to Heimlich you." he said, but Finn paid no attention to him. These sassy comments were becoming a part of their everyday life, and they both knew there was no intention of hurt behind them.

There were a bit of chit chat, Carole asking Burt about his day, Burt talking about how he might soon need an assistant, since the shop was going so well. Kurt sat still in his chair, only half listening, wondering how he should put the next thing he was going to say.

Dad, you know how I've always wanted to see Europe? No, no. More subtle than that.

Dad? Don't you think you and Carole could use some time alone this summer? Ew, too smarmy.

I have been invited to Europe with one of my friends and I should really like to g-

"Blaine has invited me to go on a road trip through Europe with him, and I wanna go!" he suddenly blurted, interrupting Burt in saying something.

Great, Hummel, was that the best you can do? So polite, so… subtle. "Uhm, I mean, if you will let me?"

There was a shocked silence, everybody just staring at him with open mouths. Then Carole smirked knowingly. "Blaine invited you to Europe, huh?" she asked. Kurt blushed a deep crimson, and cringed inwardly. No no no. Burt should get the idea that nothing would happen on this trip.

"I'm his best friend, it's not so surprising really. His parents will pay for most of it, it's a gift! I mean, for him. It's a gift for Blaine. And I get to go with him."

Burt shook his head suddenly, coming to his senses. "For how long, exactly, are we talking here? Europe isn't just around the corner Kurt." he asked, apprehension obvious in his voice.

"Uhm… Three… weeks?" he asked, ducking slightly. Burt said nothing, but his face was getting kind of really really read. And oh, hello, there was a giant vein in his neck starting to pulse a bit.

"Absolutely not" he grumbled, and Kurt straightened out, turning to see him, the diva showing with full force. But he knew he should be careful with this.

"Dad! Please? Blaine has done this before with his parents, so he knows how it goes. And besides that, he has travelled a lot, and, and everybody in Europe speaks English!" Well… almost everybody.

Carole had turned to Burt too, and put a hand on his arm. "Burt, honey, this could be good for Kurt. He gets to travel alone, and he gets to se Europe." she reasoned.

Kurt put a hand on his father's other arm. "Dad, it's all I've ever wanted, and I think Carole is right. I need to try and stand on my own two feet. Besides, Blaine really is quite experienced." he could see the determination in the older man's face beginning to falter.

Yes, this is good, Kurt thought. "Oh, and you could ask Finn to go visit Puck or something, and then you guys could go on a trip together, get some time alone." Woahkaaay, don't go further than that.

Carole's face lit up at this. "Burt, yes, that's a great idea! It would be like the honeymoon we never had." Both Carole and Kurt looked to Burt with big, shiny, hopeful eyes, and he exhaled slowly, giving up. He did have one last concern, though.

"Kurt, son, I know you're responsible and wouldn't throw yourself at anyone, but… I'm just concerned about you. What if this Blaine kid thinks it's his chance to…" He coughed awkwardly "try something with you?"

Why, I sure hope he does. "Dad, you know Blaine! You know, the dapper, smiling, polite boy that has visited four out of five days for the last eight months? He respects me. Besides," he blushed crimson, yet again, "we're just friends."

Burt eyed him suspiciously. "Uh-hu." Carole stifled a giggle and tried to hide it by coughing. Kurt stuck his tongue out at her, but couldn't help but giggle with her. "Kurt, just… Don't do anything you're uncomfortable with, 'kay?" Burt finished. Kurt stood so quickly his chair almost fell over.

"Is that a yes? Can I go?" he asked excitedly. Burt patted the hand that was still on his arm. "Sure, kid" Kurt started hopping a bit, clapping his hands. "Yes, yes, yes! Thank you, you're the greatest dad, ever" he hugged Burt around his neck and Burt chuckled. "I gotta go tell Blaine!" He skipped to his room.


"Blaine here,"

"Blaine!" Kurt almost yelled. "Guess what?" He could hear the soft chuckle from the other end of the line, the chuckle that made his heart melt and his stomach act all funny.

"Well, from the sound of it, I'm guessing that Burt gave you thumbs up for the trip?" he asked, sounding really excited.

"Yes! We're going to Europe. That's just… awesome" he sighed happily. Blaine was still laughing, but suddenly he was serious.

"Kurt, I'm really happy it's you I'm going with," he said sincerely. Kurt's heart fluttered.

"Yeah, me too. Really happy."

This was going to be great.