HOLLA! Sorry for not replying to any reviews of the last chapter. That's because all those who reviewed were slightly confused by the chapter itself. Basically the short of the chapter is that Hunter has fallen asleep under a tree in the courtyard of Dalton, fully dressed and it looks as if he has been travelling for days. Thad who suffers from insomnia is walking around at night and finds him, calling Sebastian to come and help. That's just about it, and yes to pionaskateboard, it can be taken as an alternative start to The Hunter Hunted, another of my Glee fanfics!

This is a new prompt and we visit a time gone past once more! Italics indicate a flashback!

Prompt: Vacation – DifferentChild

Characters: Cooper Anderson

Words: 653

"Cooper!" A little boy, perhaps 9 or so, runs up with his wild jet black curls and gazes up at his brother who stands impatiently by the car, waiting for his parents to come and drive him to the airport. "Where are you going Cooper?"

The boy has wide eyes that make him look like a puppy. He doesn't understand the concept of going to university, to following your dreams. He's just a kid. At this moment, Blaine has been nothing but a pain to Cooper while he packs and gets ready to leave. In fact, Blaine is one of the main reasons why he is leaving. He can't bear being in the same room as the kid who will not stop.

Cooper bends down with a wicked smirk. "I'm going away on a vacation that you're not allowed to come on." The boy's eyes widen in shock, they have all gone on vacation together every year, it was a family thing they did together. "And I'm never coming back here."

His father chooses to arrive then and pats Cooper on the back. "I'll drive you to the airport son." He raises an eyebrow at Blaine. "Be good while you wait with your mother until I get back. I don't want to hear any nonsense coming from you."

Blaine nods mutely and Cooper cannot even bear to look at him before he slides into the car and it roars off, leaving the 9 year old in the gathering dust.

That was 5 years ago. Cooper sat in his LA apartment, his latest script in hand. He had that dream again, the one that isn't a dream but a flashback to five years ago, the day he began he vacation. If 5 years of hard work that had just about got him to where he was now could be called a vacation, it had certainly not been one of his most exciting times.

In all honesty, if he went back home now, he would be glad. While he may appear to have the perfect life with the girls and the money, it never meant that he was happy. This wasn't home; it was somewhere to live while he tried to get over what he did. He didn't leave because he felt like it, because he wanted to go on holiday. No, he ran. He hated the word, the idea of running. It was exercise to start off with and Cooper Ian Anderson was definitely not one for exercise. He just ate very little and walked everywhere. He couldn't be bothered with buying another car; he didn't have the money for starters.

But every night, the memory of how he treated his younger brother haunts him. Since they last saw each other, Blaine would have graduated elementary and middle school. Those were two of the most important events of a kid's life in that time. If he had been the right and better older brother, he wouldn't have missed it. He wishes he had been there, he would have loved to have been there and cheer on the brother that he had always ended.

Closing his script, he glanced at the last photo he had of the two of them. They were both smiling on the beach of Miami, a holiday they had been on when Cooper had been 17, and Blaine had been 8. It had been an incredible 5 weeks there and he had got the best tan that was really able. He sighed; perhaps he could do something about it. But perhaps he couldn't. Blaine was struggling as far as he had heard; the kid had come out gay which he had not been surprised about. But it didn't exactly help him.

Breathing deeply, Cooper stood and tucked the script under his arm. This was no party, he had work to do. Family could wait another day, week, month, year. Hollywood couldn't.

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