(A/N) Hey guys! sorry about the wait, but this is probably gonna be the normal upload schedule, ill write when i have time , edit on friday and hopefully upload the finished product on Saturday. the other 3 chapters went up a lot faster because i was on a holiday breank, so i had more for me to write, obviously. and ive also had a minor case of writers block about this chapter, so it pretty much turned fluffy father-daughter stuff. i know you came for Klaine, but there is a half plot planned out for this! anywaysss, on to the chapter!

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Cara woke up on the couch the next morning to the smell of pancakes and bacon. She rolled over and looked at the clock, 10:00. Damn, how long have I been asleep? Then she realized Crap! It's Tuesday! She had school. She went up to her room to change into some more comfortable jeans. She hated that ungodly skirt she fell asleep in so much. She only wore it because she was going to see Joh- oh my God John! Cara began to breathe heavily. She remembered everything from the night before perfectly. How John practically raped her, if Kurt and her father didn't show up.

Blaine heard Cara get up, no doubt to change out of her clothes. After about ten minutes, Blaine heard Cara come down the stairs, but she stopped about halfway down, and he heard her crying. He all but sprinted to her side. She looked terrible, her eyes were red and her cheeks were all puffy from all the tears she had cried in the past 12 hours. He felt terrible knowing he couldn't do a thing about them.

"Cara? Come here honey." Blaine held his arms out and the crying girl fell into them immediately. "How do you feel today?"

"Like I did yesterday, used." Cara snuggled into her dad's neck "I don't want to go to school today."

"Good thing you're not going for the rest of the week." Cara's eyes snapped up. This was not the same Blaine Anderson that threatened to take away her beautiful piano away if she didn't get perfect attendance and pass all her classes?

"That's right. Today we're having a daddy-daughter day, and if you're feeling better day tomorrow, you might go to school late, but that's highly unlikely." Blaine read his daughter like a book. He picked her up so they were both standing. She had stopped crying, which was a good sign. She was almost as tall as he was.

"You're getting too tall."

Cara smiled, "There is not much I can do to control that. That's mostly you're fault."

"Touché my daughter, touché. Anyways we're going to eat breakfast, and then we shall head to the mall after. When we get home we are going to have a Harry Potter marathon." Cara's eyes lit up at the sound of the mall. She loved the daddy-daughter days. They always had so much fun together. But the two had been so busy lately so the last one they had was almost four months ago.

"Sweet! Can I drive?" Cara smiled, they haven't had a daddy-daughter day in so long.

Blaine chuckled, "Maybe, if you're good, but you have to wait until after breakfast. Let's go unless you want your chocolate chip pancakes to get cold."

Cara wiped her eyes, she was laughing now.

They ate their breakfast quickly and piled into the car, Cara driving. It took about ten minutes to get to the mall. When they arrived at the mall, the two climbed out and went in.

They never usually bought anything, save for the photo strip they always got. They just liked picking out ridiculous outfits for the other to try on. Once Cara had her father try on a bowtie, and he looked so stupid, but somehow adorable at the same time, so they bought it. Blaine also had talked Cara into trying on some pink sunglasses, another great find that he bought a air for himself as well. Now everywhere they go, they have their matching sunnies.

"I know what I want to do later" Cara declared while they were looking around at leather pants. Blaine looked over concerned and very confused. Cara laughed, "No it does not have anything to do with these pants. I don't even want to know what you think i was going to suggest."

"Niether do I", Blaine chckled, "but what do you want to do?"

"Bake some cookies. I mean it is almost Christmas. And since I'm probably not going to school tomorrow, I was thinking we could decorate annd get a tree and everything. I really miss doing that."

Blaine's eyes were so full of love it was absurd. He pulled her into a tight hug, "Of course we can, do you want to have Steff come over and help?"

"No i was thinking you could have Kurt come, didn't you say he had a daughter? I would love to meet her. And I kind of need my homework anyways." Cara tried to pull away but Blaine was too far too gone in that hug. His little girl was growing up and he was missing it.

"if that's what you want to do, then yes we can make cookies with Kayley and Kurt and decorate the apartment." Blaine said pulling back.

They got back to the apartment arms full of ingredients. Blaine went to call Kurt to invite them over, and Cara went to facebook. She looked at her wall and the first post was from John.

I'm so sorry. I didn't know what got into me.

Steffany White: Of course you did, you ass. You brought the booze and you got your sorry ass dragged off to jail. Do everyone a favor and leave her alone.

Thank the long dead god for Steffany. Always to her rescue. She unfriended John and with that she logged off and headed back into the kitchen.

"Why does John have to ruin everything for me? If he didn't come over this wouldn't have happened and I would have been at school and everything would just be normal."

Blaine looked over "hey don't worry, you were never normal" he winked. He really didn't want a repeat of this morning. He hated seeing her in tears. She stuck her tongue out at her father.

"Ha-ha you are just too funny" Cara began piling all the ingredients into the bowl when she heard someone knock at the door and her smile grew wider, "oh how karma is a bitch dear father."

"Don't even think about it." Cara bolted to the door Blaine following closely behind. Cara opened the door and Blaine grabbed her by the waist.

"Way to impress your boyfriend, dad." Kurt blushed but Blaine still held tightly to his daughter's waist.

"I really hope I'm not interrupting anything important here." Kurt walked into the door. He was holding in one hand a plastic bag with cookie sheets and in the other the hand of an adorable girl who looked no older than about 7 or 8. Blaine finally let go of Cara. She, being the melodramatic brat she was, rolled onto the floor and grasped onto it like it was her lifeline.

Blaine turned to his daughter, and back to Kurt and the little girl, who was doing her best not to laugh "I'm sorry about her, she's just being a smarty pants. You must be Kayley. I have heard so much about you." He shook her tiny hand, "My name is Blaine, and that heap is Cara."

Cara got up and hipchecked her father gently, "I can introduce myself, thank you. I am Cara, come on, let's leave our daddies alone and I can give you a tour of the house." she held out her hand and Kayley took it as they walked out of the room.

"hey there gorgeous," Blaine smirked.

"Speak for yourself. Do I even want to know what happened before the door opened?"

"We were having a daddy-daughter day" Blaine smiled. "It's never complete without an argument or wrestling match."

"Ah." Kurt looked slightly confused.

"You're too cute when you're confused, your nose wrinkles and it's just adorable." Blaine wrapped his arms around Kurt's waist, and rested his forehead on Kurt's. "Hi."

"Hi." Kurt smiled. "I'm assuming you told Cara we were dating?"

"That would be why she referred to you as my boyfriend." Blaine replied.

"touché. So she won't find it weird if I did this?" and he dropped the bag, wrapped his arms around Blaine's neck and brought the centimeters between their lips to a close. They kissed with passion without either one of them needing to deepen the kiss. The kissed for what seemed like a few minutes before they heard Cara whisper in both their ears, "I and your daily dose of cockblock. Stop with the sexy make out session or suffer the wrath of my super soaker."

The men pulled away and glared at Cara who was laughing hysterically, and Kayley was even giggling even though she didn't here what Cara whispered.

"Go away Cara" Kurt said and Cara obliged with puppy dog eyes.

"Don't worry babe, she doesn't even OWN a super soaker." Blaine assured.

"Says you" Cara smiled evilly.

"Can we go make cookies now?" Kayley smiled innocently compared to Cara, "I'm hungry." Kurt pulled out of Blaine's arms fully and picked up the long forgotten plastic bag. They all headed into the lavish kitchen and Kurt's jaw dropped. When he saw the kitchen aid mixer and large refrigerator with the oven, he was in heaven. How does a one income family afford this?

"My company pays for my housing. It seems a little ridiculous to have this much space for just me and Cara but we'll take it."

"Wow. It's so big!" Kurt all but squealed.

Cara walked by carrying Kayley on her hip,"That's what she said." she smirked.

They began mixing all the ingredients for the various recipes when it happened. "Oh no, here we go." Cara noted. Blaine smudged a heaping amount of chocolate chip cookie dough onto Kurt's face.

"You, mister, are going to get it." Kurt remarked and grabbed a handful of flour and smothered it into Blaine's unkept curly locks. Blaine proceeded to attack the countertenor with an equal amount of flour. Cara and Kayley booked it out of the room and watched from the other side of the counter. They went to clean off after about ten minutes of the fight. The dough was done and in the fridge so they were waiting on the two men to clean up.

"So Kayley, what grade are you in?"

"Third grade, and I'm already in the school choir and I'm huge lead in the play."

"Well aren't you talented? Do you like Blaine?"

"Well my daddy really likes him and he's really happy whenever he talks about him with me, so yeah. Do you like my dad?"

"Of course I do. Did you know that your daddy is one of my favorite teachers?" Cara continued,"yep, he's my choir teacher, I'm assuming that's how you got your fabulous voice, your daddy has it too."

"is it okay to be gay?" Kayley asked suddenly, looking quite nervous.

"Why do you want to know that? Did someone tell you it was wrong?"

"Well, a kid in my class told me I was a sinner because my daddy is gay."

"Are your daddy and my daddy happy?" Kayley nodded "then it doesn't matter what other people think as long as their happy. Are you happy?" Kayley gave a huge grin, "Then don't let some boy tell you it's wrong." Cara and Kayley ran up to her room, and Cara grabbed her Super Soaker.

"Why do I have the feeling we are going to need this?" Cara asked rhetorically and Kayley laughed.

True to Cara's word, they needed that Super Soaker. Blaine and Kurt were making out heavily in the kitchen. Cara began her war-cry and sprayed the two men squared in the faces. They pulled away from each other.

"Where the hell did you even get that?" Blaine glared at the two girls, who were in laughing fits. The men looked at each other, and almost like they read each others minds, began laughing along their daughters.

Authors Note: TADA! sorry about the wait, i do have homework and stuff during the week, big thanks to JWalk4Life because she pretty much forced this out of me in the last couple days. anyway, i need help, anyone who could suggest a job for Blaine would be fantastic! Review or PM me.

Hugs and Butterfly Klisses!xxx