"What is it?" Trent asked as he poked it gingerly with a stick.

"How should I know?" Kurt asked.

Jeff and Nick had decided to take Kurt, Sebastian, and Trent to the park while Blaine was at work. While Sebastian had preferred to be pushed on the swing by his own daddy, Kurt and Trent had agreed that adventuring sounded much more fun. There was a little pond north of the playground that was just close enough to explore by themselves. Their game, full of splashing and picking up toads, had been interrupted when they had come across a strange device resting in the grass.

"Maybe it's a teething ring." Trent suggested.

Kurt shook his head. "It's too small. It could be some sort of ring."

"That's way too big to be a ring! It doesn't even fit on my finger." Trent said.

"What are you guys doing?" Sebastian asked, taking in the sight of the two boys crouched over the mysterious object. He was dressed in overalls and he had a sippy cup of juice hanging from his hand. "Daddy has juice and animal crackers."

"We found something." Kurt told him proudly.

"You did? What is it?" Sebastian asked, walking over.

"We're not sure. It's purple and has little spikes on the outside." Trent told him. "And there's some sort of lump lock thingy at the top."

"Maybe it's a padlock for a bike or something." Kurt added.

Sebastian took one look at the thing and promptly flushed before starting to giggle. He laughed harder when the two other boys frowned in confusion.

"What? What's so funny?" Kurt demanded to know.

"You really don't know what that is?" Sebastian giggled.

"No. Tell us." Trent frowned.

"Nah. Wouldn't want to ruin the surprise." The brunet smirked before taking a sip of his juice.

"Just because you're a tainted goods, doesn't mean you have to be a meanie about it." Trent scowled.

"I'm not tainted!" Sebastian snapped. "Now I'm really not gonna tell you!" He turned around and stomped back to the playground.

"Well that was a ton of help." Kurt huffed in irritation. "Now how are we going to figure out what it is?"

"We could always ask Daddy." Trent shrugged.

"Yea. That's probably the best thing to do." Kurt agreed. He grabbed the object and toddled back over to the benches where Jeff was relaxing.

"Papa!" Trent called. "Papa!"

Jeff opened his eyes and sat up, smiling at the sight of the two boys sprinting towards him.

"We found something!" Trent announced. "But we don't know what it is."

"You don't? Well then, let's have a little look." Jeff nodded. The smile fell from his face the second he saw the toy in Kurt's hand. "Kurt, drop that." He said quickly.

"What?" Kurt frowned in confusion. "Why?"

"Just do as I say." Jeff told him sternly. He ripped a couple of baby wipes out of the pack and scrubbed at Kurt and Trent's hands. Then, he carefully picked up the toy using the wipe as a barrier and dropped both objects in the trash. "Alright," he smiled, turning back to the dumbstruck babies. "time for snack."

After snack, Nick called them back over to the bench for diaper changes. Kurt was lifted onto the wood and his wet diaper was untaped and pulled down. Nick was just pulling out baby wipes when Kurt heard somebody mutter "ugh" as they walked past. The daddy's head shot up and he glared at the stranger. Kurt turned his own head to find a man walking his pet who wore nothing more than a scrap of cloth over her privates. His eyes wandered to her chest and he blushed furiously, quickly turning away.

"You have a problem?" Nick frowned.

"I don't mean to start anything, but is it really necessary to do that in public? This is a public area." The man shrugged.

"No, this is a playground. For babies and their parents ." Jeff spoke up, his eyes narrowing threateningly.

"I'm just saying, I'd like to go out on a walk without having to look at somebody's shit caked ass. It's indecent."

Kurt gasped, his eyes widening in alarm at the crude, foreign words that were obviously naughty if he could tell anything from the look on Nick's face. "Okay, one, I do not appreciate that language around the kids. Clean up your mouth. And two, you want to talk about indecent?" He snapped and gestured to the woman's bare breasts. "That's indecent!"

"Hey! Don't make me hit you." The man hissed. "Because I'm seriously considering it."

"In case you haven't noticed, we are in a children's area. You know, for infantilism." Nick hissed. He turned to the boys. "Boys, cover your ears." Once they had obeyed, he turned back to the man. "Look, I don't know who the fuck you think you are, but there is no way I'm going to be insulted by some asshole in leather who thinks he's a master." His eyes narrowed into slits. "So I suggest you take your whore down the street to the BDSM club where all of your asshole friends are waiting for you and leave us the fuck alone."

The woman, getting a bit uncomfortable on the rough stoned texture of the playground, shifted and looked nervously from her master, to Nick. The man scoffed angrily and flipped him the bird. "Fucking pedos." He muttered before yanking his pet along.

Once the man was at a safe distance, Nick put a sweet smile back on his face and turned to Kurt. "Okay, Baby. Why don't we get you in a nice, clean, diapey?"

Another hour passed and the incident with the leather clad stranger had been wiped from Kurt's and Trent's minds. Trent had gotten a booboo on his knee at one point and Sebastian had gotten a timeout for making fun of Trent when he cried, but other than that, there had been no issues. After his punishment, Sebastian had even agreed to join the two in their games.

"Kurt, I really think he's going to do it." Trent said nervously as they swung back and forth.

"No way. He'll chicken out like he did last time." Kurt shook his head. He observed Sebastian as he pumped his legs, rising higher and higher into the air.

"Bassy, if you don't cut it out I'm telling Papa." Trent said fearfully. "You're gonna get booboos."

"Don't wet yourself." Sebastian smirked. "On the count of three." Kurt counted with him and right on three, he found himself flying out of the seat. Both Trent and Kurt shut their eyes at the last moment, wincing when Sebastian let out a painful shriek and started to bawl.

"I'm home!" Blaine called out, knocking on the door of the Sterling-Duval residence. He dropped his messenger bag by the door and smiled as Kurt eagerly came crawling towards him with a pacifier in his mouth. Scooping him up, Blaine smiled and pulled the toy out of his mouth. "Give me a little smooch, sweetheart?"

Kurt smiled and pecked him on the lips. "Bassy got booboos." He said immediately.

"Really?" Blaine gasped. "What happened."

Kurt winced at the memory. "Swings."

"Ah." Blaine nodded, glancing over at the couch where the brunet was asleep. There was a bright green cast around his left wrist that matched the light blue one that covered his right leg from toe to knee. Blaine turned to look at Kurt and smiled. "You ready to go?"

Kurt nodded, grabbing the handle of his diaper bag when Jeff held it out for them. "Bye bye." He waved happily as he was carried out of the apartment and back across the hall to his own apartment.

"You're looking tired, baby." Blaine smiled knowingly. "Did you have fun at the park?"

Kurt smiled and nodded. "Nick let me and Trent have bath time together."

"Sounds fun, sweetheart." Blaine opened the fridge and grabbed a pre-made baby bottle. Then he carried the boy into the nursery and slipped him into a onesie and a night diaper before settling down in the rocking chair.

As Kurt began to suck his bottle, he thought back to the man in the park. He wanted to ask Daddy about him, why a person who didn't even know him was being so mean, but he didn't. The last time he had asked about something like that, Daddy had gotten a dark look on his face and brushed it off. Maybe he could bring it up casually another time. For now, however, he was just going to enjoy the feeling of being curled up in Daddy's arms where the rude man could never get him.