The younger Kurt watched as his elder self ran around the flat with a duster. The others were up in the girls room but Kurt wanted to be by himself. Literally.
"Why are you so worked up?" Baby Kurt as the older man.
"My dad is visiting today and I am not going to be in when he gets here" said Kurt, lifted up a photograph of himself and Blaine, "I have to go to the shop so Blaine is going to be here. He already knows about you guys but he always comes up to New York for one weekend a month."
"With Carole?"
Kurt looked at his younger self, "Yes, he will be bringing Carole."
Kurt only nodded in reply. He went back to watching his older self clean. He could swear that he heard his older self was whispering under his breath : "Can't believe that I let this place go" and "time travellers, who knew they could be so messy."
Younger Kurt held his tongue as he fought the urge to laugh.
A few hours past in much the same way until Blaine came home from work and Kurt left to go and check on his shop.
Blaine was in the kitchen when Burt and Carole arrived. There were three knocks at the door and Blaine shouted through from the kitchen; "Can one of you guys please get that?"
All of the time travellers had gathered in the living room and most of them ignored him. Kurt and Finn were told that they weren't allowed to get the door so Finn asked Rachel to get it.
With a dramatic sigh, Rachel stood up and went to get the door. Sure enough, Burt and Carole both stood at the door with giant smiles on their faces.
"Now I know that you are the past Rachel as we just left my daughter in law at her home with her husband and child" joked Burt and he and Carole walked into the flat. Burt sat himself down beside Kurt, who found himself curling into the warmth of his father and Carole say down beside Finn, who gave her a quick hug.
Blaine came and sat down in the living room, and Burt dragged him into a bear hug.
"And how is my favourite son in law?" asked Burt.
"I'm your only son in law" laughed Blaine as he tried to fix his hair.
"Do you know if the football is on?" asked Burt, grabbing the remote from his son and turning the channel to a sports channel.
Kurt rolled his eyes but got himself comfortable beside his father while his future husband relaxed at Burt's other side.
The weird little group sat watching the tele for an twenty minutes, Blaine getting up every so often to check on the food, when Kurt finally walked in, taking of his jacket as he did so.
"Hey Dad" smiled Kurt as he kissed Blaine and took a seat beside him. He rolled his eyes when he saw the football game on the screen.
"Hey Kiddo" smiled Burt.
"Where are you staying?" asked Kurt. Normally Burt and Carole would stay with them but, well, they were kind of filled up.
"With Finn and Rachel. Finn dropped us of before he headed to work. I've to phone him when we want to picked up." Kurt nodded. Blaine whispered to his husband, who stood up and went into the kitchen to sort out the large dinner Blaine had to started to prepare.
Dinner was nice affair. Everyone talked over the delicious pasta and had a laugh. Sadly, it was soon time for Burt and Carole to go and Burt quickly took his younger version of his son aside for a tight hug.
"We were so worried when you six disappeared. And then, when you were found. You all refused to talk. It is nice to know what actually happened to lot of you."