Oh wow, this one's really really short. This one was based off of a manip of Blainchel that I turned into Anderberry.
I enjoy doing that. If only to spite the Blainchel shippers XD bwahah, jk. Well, for the most part.
And those of you concerned about my health and wellbeing - I'm fine! I just get stomach aches when I'm really stressed out. And as for going to the doctor, I don't go unless I need a physical or am on my deathbed. (I may have something known as Iatrophobia, but yanno.)
Anywho, enjoy all 160 words of this. Imagine Blaine and Rachel standing next to each other looking at Blaine on the H2$ Billboard.
"I can't believe my brother's on a Broadway Billboard."
Blaine glanced over at his sister. "Well believe it," he murmured before turning back towards where Rachel was still staring.
"It's just - You've grown up so much," Rachel whispered. "I mean, you're getting marriedin a month, and you're opening night on Broadway is Saturday…" Rachel trailed off, shaking her head a little. "It seems like yesterday I was setting you and Kurt up."
Blaine laughed a little and scooted closer to Rachel, wrapping his arm around her shoulders. "I'm still your little brother," he whispered as she leant her head against his shoulder. "No matter how old I get."
Rachel smiled and wiped a stray tear from her eye. "I know," she said softly. "And, pretty soon, Kurt will be my brother."
Blaine got a far off look in his eyes, a small, soft smile splaying across his features. "Yeah," he murmured, the smile only growing larger. "He will."
Insert all my proud mama Darren creys
Disclaimer: I don't own Glee
Sorry this one was so short...and after the next chapter, I"m all out of my stock :O oh no...