*Disclaimer* Just in case you had any doubt of my original disclaimer at the beginning of the story, thought I'd remind you that I don't own Glee *goes to cry in corner*
A/N: Also want to add a huge thank you to everyone who's been reading this, reviewing, alerting, and faving, you guys rock 3
"PLEEEAAASE!" Becca cried trying to stop Kurt from packing.
"I'm sorry sweetie." Kurt said as he took the clothes she was trying to pull out of his suitcase out of her arms and back into the suitcase "I promise I'll take you to Paris, but I just can't take you with me this time."
"But why not now?" She groaned.
"I told you," Kurt said calmly "I have to go for work. I can't take you to work with me."
"Can't Uncle Blaine come too? Then I wouldn't be going to work with you."
"Uncle Blaine has to work here, and you have to go to school. Becca this isn't a family vacation, I'm sorry. But I promise you Uncle Blaine and I will take you anywhere for vacation this summer, which is only in a few weeks."
"But I want to go to Paris now to see the clothes with you." She cried.
"I'll bring you back a whole new wardrobe, I promise." Kurt kissed her "Now you need to go to bed. I don't leave until tomorrow afternoon so relax, I'll see you in the morning."
"Okay," She sniffed as her breathing calmed and she stopped crying. Kurt took a tissue out of his pocket and walked over to her, holding the tissue to her nose.
"Blow." She blew her nose into it.
"Goodnight." He kissed her forehead before turning to leave.
"Don't forget to say goodnight to Star." Becca reminded him looking at her teddy bear nestled next to her under the covers.
"Right, sorry Star. Goodnight" He said kissing the teddy bear as well before turning to leave again about to turn out the lights.
"Will you put the nightlight on?" Becca asked quietly "For Star, she gets scared in the dark."
"Of course." Kurt smiled switching the little plug in light next to her bed on before turning the rest out.
"Is she still upset?" Blaine asked walking into the apartment as Kurt left the room.
"Yeah," Kurt nodded "I feel awful, she wouldn't stop crying. But we can't just give into every tantrum. Plus there's nothing we can do."
"I talked to Kyle." Blaine said hesitantly, mentioning his director "I'm taking Thursday, Friday, Saturday off." Kurt eyed him "And I told them I couldn't do the Sunday matinee either."
"Why? Mercedes and Quinn both said they could watch her." Kurt stopped in his tracks, eyeing Blaine.
"Well I figure we don't have a show Wednesday, just rehearsal for the new ensemble member, maybe I could take Becca to Paris for a few days. We could get on a plane that afternoon, make it to Paris by midmorning, or afternoon, and meet up with you, then catch a plane back for Sunday night."
"Blaine⦠we can't just do this." Kurt looked at him "We can't just take her out of school to take her on a plane to Paris."
"Why not?" Blaine asked "She's in preschool Kurt. She'll learn more traveling. It's only a few days."
"Exactly, is it worth all that hassle and money for a few days? It's a seven hour flight. Besides, it's almost June, she only has a couple weeks left until summer." Kurt said "I was thinking more along the lines of taking her there next month for her birthday."
"Kurt don't you think she'd rather go now, and then be here for her birthday so she can have a party with her friends?"
"I guess. But they aren't mad at work for you taking more time off?" Kurt raised an eyebrow.
"I told them it was another family emergency." Blaine shrugged "Nick was happy at least. He always loves going on." He said referring to his understudy "Come on Kurt, you know she wants to see those fashion shows."
"Paris is the fashion capital of the world, they'll have more."
"She's still crying," Blaine groaned, nodding towards the door where they could still hear her crying herself to sleep.
"She's throwing a tantrum Blaine." Kurt breathed, relaxing a bit as he smirked at Blaine, shaking his head "You'll never be able to say no to her, will you?"
"Doubtful." He smiled "But can we?"
"I don't care." Kurt said finally "If you can find plane tickets that work, go for it."
That Wednesday Blaine found himself packing both his and Becca's suitcases after dropping her off at Quinn's, telling Becca he had to rehearse for a replacing actor. After Kurt left Becca went from moping around to insanely cheerful. She seemed to enjoy the one-on-one time with Blaine. She got much too excited about eating ice cream cones in Central Park with him, mainly because Kurt usually only bought frozen yogurt which both Blaine and Becca insisted was not the same. He got a cab, making sure the suitcases were well hidden in the trunk as he had the taxi take him to Quinn's apartment.
"Uncle Blaine!" Becca said cheerfully when he arrived "you're early!"
"Yeah," Quinn said with a wink "we thought you'd be at the theater for rehearsal the rest of the day."
"Well we're going on a little trip. Just the two of us."
"A trip?" Becca gasped excitedly "Where?"
"It's a secret." Blaine said, returning Quinn's wink "Do you want to go?"
"Yes!" Becca nodded excitedly "Bye Auntie Quinn. Bye Connor." She waved to Quinn's son, a little blonde haired boy a few months older than her, a mix of Quinn and her husband Liam who she met in college.
"Bye honey." Quinn smiled as Connor waved goodbye too "Have fun." She added.
"Thanks Quinn," Blaine smiled "for everything. She didn't mope around too much or throw any tantrums did she?"
"No, she was fine." Quinn laughed "If anything my son was exhausting."
Blaine grinned "Bye Connor."
"Bye Blaine," Connor said uninterestedly as he played with his toy race car.
"I like staying with Mercedes better." Becca said as they got into the taxi which Blaine had had wait outside the building.
"You don't like playing with Connor?" Blaine said surprised.
Becca shook her head, scrunching her nose "All he likes to do is play with cars." Blaine chuckled "Where are we going?" Becca asked again, bouncing in her seat.
"I told you it's a secret." Blaine laughed as the cab drove around the corner approaching JFK.
"Is Uncle Kurt home early?" Becca asked excitedly as the driver began pulling in.
"No," Blaine shook his head "but this is better, I promise." He smiled at her disappointed look which quickly vanished as the driver pulled up to the curb and got out to head to the trunk pulling out two bags.
"My suitcase!" Becca said running to it in surprise "Are we going on a plane?"
"Yes." Blaine smiled "We're going to go see Uncle Kurt in Paris to see how his line's going."
"AHHHH!" Becca squealed jumping up and down. Blaine laughed as he was reminded of Kurt when he got excited, it was adorable.
"Let's go!" Becca said pulling on his arm as he tried to pay the taxi driver before he found himself being dragged into the building.
"Come on," Blaine said holding Becca's hand as they walked through the terminal. Becca skipping excitedly the whole way.
"You made it!" Becca beamed as Kurt came running towards them.
"Uncle Kurt!" Becca ran over to him and jumped into his arms.
"Were you surprised?" Kurt asked grinning. Becca nodded hugging him again "how was the flight?" He asked looking at Blaine.
"Good," Blaine nodded "didn't get any sleep though," He yawned "neither did Becca. She was too excited about the movies." He rolled his eyes as Kurt laughed.
"So I'll take you to the hotel so you can drop off your stuff and then if you want I can show you guys the city." He beamed.
"Wait, you don't have to be at a meeting, or fashion show, or party or anything?" Blaine looked skeptical.
"I just got out of one show," Kurt said taking off his VIP badge and stuffing it in his back pocket "There's only one today. And then there's some gala but that's not until tonight. Becca can't come but I'm sure by then you two will be so jetlagged you'll be passed out at the hotel anyways" He looked at Becca as they started making their way towards baggage claim "especially after all the shopping we're going to do today." He laughed at Becca's excitement.
"It's so pretty," She said later after they got their bags and left the airport.
"If this is what you say when we're just outside the airport I wonder what you'll say when we see the real city." Kurt smiled "But it is a nice city, especially when you know your way around. I like New York better though."
Blaine shook his head "You've been here too many times."
"That's what happens when you're a fashion designer." Kurt sighed "I really wish they'd stop sending me though, it gets tiring after a while before he turned to the cab driving and began speaking rapid French "What?" he asked as he noticed Blaine staring.
"Oh, I don't know." Blaine blinked "I just love it when you speak French."
"That's because that's the only class you didn't get an A in." Kurt smiled.
"Is this where we're staying?" Becca gaped as they arrived in front of a large, fancy hotel.
"Yeah," Kurt said as the cab stopped "it's really nice, and the company pays for it all while I'm here."
"I think I'm in love." Blaine moaned as he fell on the bed in the room later.
"I'm being left for a hotel mattress." Kurt shook his head.
"I'm jetlagged." Blaine said with closed eyes.
"Well don't fall asleep, it just makes it worse." Kurt advised "I'm just going to fix my hair and then we'll go shopping." He said to Becca who was also yawning, climbing up onto the bed and curling next to Blaine.
"Okay," Blaine said sleepily. Kurt should have known better, he walked out of the bathroom five minutes later to Blaine and Becca both snoring softly. He pulled a blanket over them, opening Becca's suitcase to get Star and set the stuffed animal next to her before falling back next to Blaine, still not used to the time difference completely either. Blaine blinked his eyes open a moment and he turned his head slightly to face Kurt and smile "I love you," He told Kurt sleepily.
"I love you too." Kurt smiled before Blaine's eyes had closed once again.
A/N: Sooo, thoughts? Pretty please? I love reviews, they make my day even if it's just a simple sentence.
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