Hey guys! I know I haven't posted anything in ages, but that's why I bring you this chapter- I just wanted to say hi, that I am alive. Also this chapter doesn't really focus on Klaine much at all, but rather on Lizzie. I know that a couple of people in particular find Lizzie their favourite part but I also realize that most of you will be here for the Klaine. You are most welcome to completely skip this chapter, if you so please.

A little bit of background is that I was writing about my own music box for English not too long ago and got a sudden rush of need to write some more of this one- which is why it ended up being music box centred. -Moony

Lizzie stared intently at the small, twirling figure in her music box. There was something so graceful and delicate about the way she held her skirt- as she turned around and around it looked almost as though she was swishing her skirt along the floor. If she listened closely she could almost hear it in the familiar melody.

"Heya, Lizzie!" Madison sang as she bounded into Lizzie's bedroom. Lizzie turned to the door to see Maddie- her best friend and cousin. She loved playing with Maddie because they liked all the same things. She could play Barbies or My Little Pony with her without needing to explain how to play the characters properly. They could play dress-up and know that they both needed to be fairies without having to tell the other one. But still, Lizzie sat on her bed, the music box perched on her nightstand next to her alarm clock. She quickly piled its contents back into it- her best cupcake stickers, an old gum wrapper, her ticket from when the family went to see a local performance of The Lion King, a postcard Maddie had sent her from a holiday and a wallet sized print of a photo of her with Luke. The box was a memory box, Kurt had told her, it had held his memories when his mom had given it to him, and now she was going to keep her memories in it, just the same.

"Hi, Maddie…" she said, while Maddie skipped over and sat down on Lizzie's bed too, making it bounce slightly.

"Whatcha looking at there?" Maddie said, shuffling over to peer into the music box over Lizzie's shoulder. "Wow…" Maddie said, "She's really pretty, isn't she?" The tune the box hummed stopped, and Lizzie nodded.

"See, when you wind this little knob here, the music starts again and she starts dancing…" Maddie stared into the box, waiting for the figure to magically turn right off her post and do a plié or something.

"I don't get it. She isn't dancing properly. She can't even do ballet right!" Maddie said. Lizzie gasped.

"No, she isn't do ballet, silly! She's a ballroom dancer, see? She's a gorgeous princess!"

"Not really… her dress is all faded. What kind of princess would let that happen?"

Lizzie shut the box quickly. It had been her grandmother Elizabeth's. She had given it to Kurt, before she died. And now it was hers. It was the most precious item she owned. Not even her cupcake stickers were as important as her memory box.

Downstairs Kurt and Rachel were catching up. Blaine was at work and for whatever reason Finn hadn't turned up. Kurt wasn't sure exactly where he was or what he was doing. Rachel played a video to Kurt of Maddie at her last ballet class. Kurt sighed. She wasn't even dancing that well- it was obvious, even in the four year old- and she kept stopping what she was doing to focus on smiling instead, Rachel clearly making gestures at her to smile more from behind the camera. "You're subscribed to her Youtube channel, right? I post a new video of her every week. People really love to see her perform… she's only four and she already has fans…." Kurt began to tune out. Maddie wasn't exactly his favourite conversational topic. It always seemed so one sided when Rachel talked about her. As sweet as Maddie was, she wasn't really the performer that Rachel had always seemed to be. It was as though she had inherited Finn's lack of dancing skills (although she was starting so early that there was plenty of opportunity to improve). She could sing okay, as far as four year olds went, he guessed, and she already had a knack for dressing to impress. But still, Rachel would continue to push Maddie until she was famous. "Kurt... are you even listening?"

"Oh... yeah. Something about Maddie."

"What? No! I was checking that you and Blaine were coming to our anniversary party next week!" Rachel said, suddenly shocked that she hadn't been listened to.

"Of course we're coming. Blaine was saying that Cooper's in town next week, I think we're getting him to babysit." Rachel looked pleased with herself. It would no doubt be a party that would turn out to have a theme. He hadn't thought to ask, but it turned out he wouldn't need to.

"Well, we finally decided on a theme," Rachel said.

"You mean you decided on a theme." Kurt interrupted.

"Well, yes...anyway, it's old Hollywood. Come dressed for the occasion, okay?" a smile played at his lips. The theme wasn't too bad. He would take any excuse to dress Blaine in a suit.

After having a show performed to them (which Rachel videoed) by the girls entitled "The magic rainbow fairy princess and the famous pop star girl", Maddie and Rachel went home. It was nice to have them over, and there was something so unique about the original musicals the girls performed for them. In this one, Lizzie played fairy princess Madison RainbowLuck, and Maddie played the famous pop star, Elizabeth Prettiness. The story was about the troubled pop star that needed the fairy to give her a puppy to make all her problems go away. It included an interesting musical number in which the fairy princess sang to the pop star about how in the fairy kingdom they paid for puppies with smiles and so one day the pop star should come and visit the fairy kingdom because she had such a good smile she could buy at least one thousand puppies.

Blaine arrived home from work a little bit later and asked if Lizzie could reprise her role as Madison RainbowLuck for him. She giggled for a good five minutes before saying that she couldn't be Madison without an Elizabeth. Without anyone to be Madison's understudy, she simply had to decline.

Lizzie went upstairs later and put a special cut-out of a pretty lipstick from a magazine into her memory box. She had taken a bath and had gotten into her pyjamas earlier, and so she was ready to be tucked in. Kurt came into her room and sat on the edge of the bed with her, as she gazed at the dancer in her music box. Lizzie said to Kurt, "If you listen closely enough, you can hear her skirt swishing along the floor when she turns." Kurt listened closely.

"Yes, I think you're right..." She smiled and climbed under the covers.

Before long, Blaine came in and found the two ready to drift off. "Kurt..." he said as he shook him lightly, making sure he hadn't fallen asleep. After a slightly startled reaction, Kurt scrambled off the bed.

"It's the damn music box, I swear. I used to listen to it when I went to sleep." Blaine smiled and pulled Kurt in, pressing his lips against Kurt's.

"Liz calls it her memory box, doesn't she? She keeps things that are important to her in there." Kurt nodded.

"I did something similar. I had a stray earring of my mom's I had always kept in it, but I don't think I ever put anything else in it."

Blaine grinned. "C'mon, let's leave her to sleep." The two walked from her bedroom with their arms wrapped around each other. Blaine flicked the lights as they walked past, the music box still playing its lullaby.