Summary: Sebastian and Blaine discover a possible motive behind Kurt's sudden attempted reappearance in Bella's life.
Warning: I said from the beginning this was not a "Pandemic" story. I only used it as a plot device to trap our boys (and Bella) in one place and there be nothing anyone could do about it. However, I did bump Sue up from Vice-President to President just in case I needed to do something ridiculous as far as quarantining was concerned and that happens in the next couple of chapters.
The woman got away with some bat-shit crazy stuff on that show.
Reminder: (As stated last chapter) due to Bella's birthday, the other family "staying" at Dalton (the Martins), are going to be around a lot more. Ernie (father) & Roger (son) are the Facilities Managers at Dalton so they are still working for the school despite the lockdown.
Sebastian and Bella went to meet Ernie Martin at Dalton's Receiving Department to find the boxes with the gifts needing to be wrapped. Sebastian had questioned how hard could it be but evidently, it could be pretty fucking hard. The storeroom was practically full and Roger had already taken the costumes for the party out. Of course, these weren't all birthday items. Sam had sent some stuff from Blaine's mom's house including the boxes Kurt left behind.
Thankfully, he never got around to burning them like Blaine suggested.
"Daddy really likes stickies" Bella deadpanned as she stared out at what had to be over 100 boxes. It wasn't only the sheer number that was overwhelming, it was each box had a color-coded Post-it Note attached.
"At least I have an idea what to get him for his birthday" Sebastian chuckled. Seriously, what do you get a guy who was inheriting billions of dollars on that day?
A crash from the back of the building brought them out of their haze. Moments later Ernie came out carrying a clipboard and yelling "Either of you knuckleheads break anything and I'll tell Blaine to kick your asses next time he takes you to workout at The Fight Club!"
"A-hem"
"Oh, hey Seb, Birthday Girl."
"Not my birthday til Friday Grandpa Ernie" Bella corrected him, but with a big smile as she ran up to give him a hug. From the beginning she had called the elder Martin and Hendersons by the same titles as their grandchildren, never bothering to ask permission.
None of them cared, especially Ernie.
Four months after his wife died, his granddaughter was born. She was the light of his life, the spark that got him going again. But before her new friend arrived, Sissy had been painfully shy and practically non-verbal. Now, he couldn't get her to shut up. Hopefully, this newfound spirit didn't disappear when Bella left. "I know but you've got enough presents here that you could start opening them right now and not be finished on Friday."
"Not all my presents" Bella said with a grin, then her eyes went wide realizing she might have given away the secret she was giving everyone else gifts.
"I'm sure on that checklist you'll see there are some boxes from Blaine's mom's house." Sebastian picked Bella up and gave her a reassuring jostle. "He asked Sam to send some stuff but because of the Draconian Laws La Chienne put in place for deliveries, they're just getting here."
When Sue locked down the country that included mail and deliveries. All "letter" mail, groceries and non-emergency medications were delivered only once every 2 weeks. But, if you needed a package, that was another story. Anything you had to order online or was sent by family/friends went to a government warehouse. You had to arrange a delivery date with the local site and your address got one delivery for the entire quarantine.
Whoever came up with the asinine rules must have figured people would get frustrated by the complicated system and decide to by with what they had. They'd never anticipated Blaine Anderson planning his daughter's 3rd birthday and no project his OCD couldn't organize to the smallest detail.
In some past life, Blaine had definitely been a successful battlefield general.
*Crash*
Once again, the elder Martin showed signs of frustration. "Excuse me, I think my idiot grandsons are under the impression I'm not serious about having Blaine kick their asses."
"Maybe I should try" Sebastian offered, putting Bella in Ernie's arms before the man could disagree. When he arrived in the back, Charlie and Cass were still going at. "What the hell is going on?"
Seeing Sebastian turned the twins into the Pointing Spiderman meme, each ranting about the other. The 16 year-olds might have identical DNA but they were complete opposites, until recently when they found something they had in common. They both idolized Blaine.
So, if the brats…boys knew these boxes were Blaine's, something wasn't right. They wouldn't risk disappointing him. "Stop! I don't care what your problem is. Blaine went through a lot of shit to get this stuff here with all the restrictions the Dictator-in-Chief put on deliveries." Charlie's face indicated to Sebastian he'd struck a nerve. "Charlie?"
"It's just…"
"Say it."
"He doesn't think it's fair Blaine used his money and connections to get Bella all this when regular people can't do the same" Cass answered for his brother. "I say, you got it…use it."
WTF? "Blaine's money? Has he ever mentioned he has money to you? Ok, so, he and Monkey wear designer clothes, and those Fendi loafers he loves costs over $1,000 a pair, but he can't help it if those were the only clothes he packed. He didn't plan on them staying here."
"Seb…"
"And if anyone has connections, it's me. My connections raised the money that rebuilt Dalton. Your father and grandfather have jobs thanks to my connections. The big, fancy Music Center the two of you love so much…my connections."
And Blaine's money, but that part was Anonymous.
Charley pulled out his phone and handed it to Sebastian, earning him a shove from his brother. "I told you, it's none of our damn business."
On Charlie's phone was an article about the President. People were remarkably supportive of Sue's Next step is Martial Law approach to handling the virus in the beginning. However, after a month, her poll numbers were tanking. And the person America was rallying behind?
Burt Hummel
Sue's re-election campaign must have decided it was a good idea to put out a story on her giving the speech at Finn's auditorium dedication. But Sebastian didn't have to read the article to see what was bothering Charlie. Midway through was a photo with the caption…
Senator Burt Hummel, Kurt Hummel (Senator Hummel's son), President Sue Sylvester, Carol Hudson-Hummel (Senator Hummel's wife/mother of Finn Hudson), Blaine Anderson (Senator Hummel's son-in-law)
"They look like one big happy family, don't they" Sebastian tried not to laugh…or vomit. "It was all for show. The Senator's wife, Carol, she's like the most amazing woman ever, so Blaine and Ga…Hummel agreed to keep all their personal crap to themselves because the dedication was about her and her son."
"You know her?" Cass asked.
"I do. No, really, Carole is great and ridiculously supportive of my wanting to work with renewable energy when I leave Dalton. Outside of Blaine, my best friend Dave and his partner Paul, I respect her opinion over anyone else."
The twins turned to each other in disbelief, then back to Sebastian. "Isn't that awkward? I mean this Kurt guy is her step-son but one look at you and Blaine…shit!" Charlie slapped his hand over his mouth to stop himself from continuing.
It was too late. "Oh my God! You? You were sucked onto Nana's ship? You're not upset about the packages. You're upset because you saw a picture of Blaine with his so-called husband."
Cass began to laugh with Sebastian, pissing off Charlie, so he just went all in. "This isn't funny. It's obvious you and Blaine are head-over-heels for each other. Blaine said he has an ex but that picture was only a month ago. And then there was the whole story of how the President was responsible for getting Klaine married…"
The laughter stopped
"Never, I mean NEVER, say Klaine around Blaine or Monkey." Sebastian realized a second too late he sounded like a crazed serial killer. "I'm sorry, Charlie."
"It's ok"
"No, it's not. The split wasn't amicable and the asshole has been trying different stunts lately to weasel his way back in. But don't tell anyone, ok? Blaine would have a meltdown if anything ruined Monkey's weekend." The twins nodded in unison and Sebastian gave Charlie back his phone so he could message him the article. "What else does the article say?"
"The President said Kl…Blaine and Kurt had split and were with the wrong people. She arranged for them to be trapped together…
"Kidnapped and held hostage in a fake elevator until they kissed with a creepy Saw-doll robot of herself watching…but go on."
Again, Cass and Charlie did the twin stare. Sebastian couldn't be serious…could he? "Anyway" Charlie continued "They got back together, then she conspired with two of their friends who were getting married to turn their wedding into a surprise double wedding."
Sebastian opened what Charlie sent him and sure enough, the entire fiasco was typed out on the screen. He had to tell Blaine.
Shit! He had to tell Dave!
"I've got to tell Blaine about this. You two need to chill out and help your grandpa. You owe Blaine that much. And for the record, Blaine didn't use his connection to a Senator or the President to get this stuff delivered. He used his OCD for good and worked within the system. Next week, I'll have him show you all the spreadsheets, calendars, phone logs, emails and checklists it took."
"We should have known better" Cass groaned. "With the giant bulletin board, the checklist Grandpa has and all the Post-It notes we had to put on those boxes."
That didn't sound right. "Blaine let someone else organize the boxes?"
"Yeah, but he shouldn't have because there were problems."
"Like what?"
"The outdoor movie screen and projector, they sent an extra of each. And there were supposed to be 3 boxes from someone at Vogue. There's 11."
The screen and projector weren't a problem. Blaine ordered one for each family as birthday gifts from Bella and probably fudged the inventory sheet to keep the surprise. The boxes from Vogue were another story. He hadn't been happy Blaine was in contact with Kurt's boss in the first place. However, Bella wanted all her friends to have matching dresses and Jenny Henderson loved Bella's pink dress with white flowers (the $1,200 Baby Dior) so…
Molly and Nell were going to kill Blaine. No, kill them. If he was Bella's parent he had to accept...nope, no he didn't. Not this time. He'd just stay back and use this as a learning experience.
Sebastian took the boys back to the front of the warehouse to find Bella sitting on a large pile of boxes, some of which were more like wardrobe crates. Sure enough, there were 11 of those and no way to tell which contained the birthday dresses. There was a large envelope attached to one and hopefully it explained what was going on because…
Blaine was going to freak!
He asked Ernie to take all the packages (including the extra Vogue boxes) from Blaine's blue "Gifts to wrap" category and put them in his (Sebastian's) apartment. They would separate the mess later. Then he and Bella made another change to their schedule by making arrangements to meet the boys and Sissy at the pool after nap time.
At first, Sebastian was put out by Bella asking if Sissy could come swimming. It was supposed to be Ash and Monkey Day. He should have known better. She reminded him she also had to practice for Dave and Paul's wedding. Sissy loved to sing Baby Shark and if Cass and Charlie sang with them, he could…Go for reals swim so for reals ex-cises.
He got in physical therapy making Blaine happy and he didn't have to sing that fucking song? His daughter really was the most brilliant child in the universe.
By the time they made it back to the main building, it was lunchtime. Sebastian decided to go get Blaine from the Warblers Commons, eat lunch and tell him about the Vogue boxes at that time. Then when Bella took her nap, they could Zoom Dave (and hopefully Paul) and he could tell them about the Klaine article.
But when he and Bella (and Dalton) got to the Commons, they heard music they didn't recognize coming from behind the closed double doors.
Falling out of love is hard
Falling for betrayal is worse
Broken trust and broken dreams
I know, I know
"Holy Shit!"
"That no Frenchie no-no words, Ash."
No, it wasn't, but Holy Shit! He told Blaine to embrace his inner angry rock star not his pissed off, out for blood rock star. But what he was hearing sounded fucking awesome! There was no way they were stopping progress. "You're right and I'm sorry but whatever your daddy is working on is totally awesome. We shouldn't interrupt him."
"What we do? You no cook and I hungry."
"Hey, I've gotten better. I can make us PB &J sandwiches. I'll even take off the crust without cutting myself."
"No, you won't" Bella's halo held up by devil's horn expression appeared for the first time in a while. "Big kitchey has pizza bagey. We no has to tell Daddy."
Between hearing Blaine singing in the background and Bella's rambling on the deliciousness of pizza bagels, Sebastian realized something. Bella's speech patterns had changed significantly since her arrival. Her accent was much more Mid-Western than NYC and you could tell she spent more time with children. It was so strange because when she sang everything was perfect. She was picking up lyrics faster than ever and words she didn't have a chance of enunciating when speaking she could sing beautifully.
When this was all over, they were going to have to take her somewhere to be tested as one of those musical prodigies. Blaine said he had a form of eidetic memory when it came to reading music…he learned a piece once and knew it. He had to practice to give it nuance and depth, but that was it.
Bella was learning just by ear. It was scary. Then again, she was the biological child of Blaine Anderson and Rachel Berry.
"Ash?"
Oops. "Sorry, I was thinking about your suggestion. I'm all for pizza bagels for lunch but you've had problems keeping secrets and I'm the one who gets in trouble."
"Cuz I not suppose to keep secrets from Daddy." Bella put on her thinking face and quickly came up with "What if it a wish? I good at wishes. Only Jimmy know my birthday wish so it come true."
"Jimmy knows your birthday wish?" Sebastian asked. He was a random person to know.
"He help me. But now I wish for you and me to have pizza bagey for lunch."
"Well Monkey, your wish is my command."
5 Hours Later
It's not that he totally lost track of time. Ok, he TOTALLY lost track of time, but the Impossible song was done.
Mostly
Blaine grabbed his laptop and phone and headed toward his apartment. It was dinner time and Bella had to be hungry. Wait…he'd missed lunch. Why didn't they get him? Duh! Bella talked Sebastian into going to the big kitchen for the pizza bagels, that's why. She'd been obsessed with them since they went "grocery shopping" last Saturday.
No one would ever doubt Bella was Sebastian's daughter if they saw the two of them around anything considered junk food. She might look like Blaine 2.0 but, if Bella had her way, she'd eat like Seb 2.0. Seriously, for her birthday dinner with just the three of them he offered to make her anything she wanted and what did she choose? A recreation of their first night at Dalton…hot dogs, chips and 2 pieces of cake (because Sebastian had snuck her an extra one).
Ok, it was actually a very sweet memory but he wouldn't be him if he didn't find a way to get at least one vegetable in there *evil dad laugh*
When Blaine opened the door to the apartment, Bella was nowhere in sight and Sebastian was on the phone. He mouthed Monkey's at the Martin's and pointed to a large envelope on the coffee table (From Vogue)before returning to his conversation.
"Paul was more upset than Dave but at least they didn't put his name in the article…No, Carole. Why would have you thought of Dave's feelings during that time?"
"Carole?" Blaine asked. "Why..?" Sebastian waved him off and pointed at the envelope again, confirming he'd have to wait until the phone conversation was finished to get any answers. In the meantime, he might as well see what was so damn important in the envelope from Vogue.
"What about Burt? The Bitch obviously put out the article for a reason…Carole, my calling her The Bitch is me cleaning up my language for you. I could put Blaine on and let him tell you some of the other names I call her."
"You don't want that" Blaine called from his end of the couch.
"…What about me?...Carole…Carole…Carole! Stop being such a Mom!...That was a decade ago…I am not a liar. I have to go so I can tell Blaine…Yes, I'll tell Monkey you love her and will talk to her Friday…Yes, I'll tell Blaine you love him…Yes, I kind of love you too when you're not smothering me. Bye."
"Carole said to tell you she loves you."
"I heard."
"What did Hummel's boss have to say?"
"I don't know. I stopped after…Dear Blaine, let me explain and decided to find out what you and Carole were talking about before I went any further. Before that, why is Bella at the Martin's?"
"Sissy went swimming with us so Nell said she'd take care of the post-swim bath and would her bring back with our tuxes and Monkey's dress for tomorrow night. She's still laughing that you had a tux packed in the boxes you brought with you."
Nell hadn't been the only one. All the Martin and Hendersons found it funny, but the laugh was on them since he wound up needing it. "I sent a tuxedo to leave at Mom's and didn't unpack the boxes before coming here. It's not the same."
Sebastian reached across the couch to put his hand on Blaine's thigh. "You were still hoping we'd figure out you were the Anonymous Donor and invite you to The Donor's Banquet, weren't you?"
"No" Sebastian squeezed his thigh causing Blaine to roll his eyes "Alright maybe, and technically you did figure it out. You just forgot. Now, take your hand off my thigh so you don't start something we won't be able to finish and tell me what you and Carole were talking about."
Instead of moving off, Sebastian's hand moved steadily upward…
*Smack*
Can't blame a guy for trying. "Dear Blaine, let me explain…"
"Explain what? Why you can't keep your hands to yourself or is what you were discussing with Carole that bad?"
"We both know why I can't keep my hands to myself, Killer. And check your last text from me."
Blaine opened his phone to find a copy of the Klaine article. When he finished reading, he sent off 2 copies…one to Sam and one to Santana. "I see you sent a copy to Mr. Barnes. Thanks for that but please tell me you were able to tell Dave and Paul before they saw it. I heard you tell Carole they did."
"Yes, I was able to tell both of them before they heard about it" Sebastian assured him. "I would have told you earlier but when Monkey and I went to get you for lunch you seemed to be in a zone."
"I was in the zone and you didn't get me for lunch because Bella talked you into pizza bagels."
Busted! "Um…Dear Blaine, let me explain?" Sebastian shrugged guiltily.
Blaine tried to look aggravated but couldn't. Instead, he held out his pinky. "Pizza bagels were an appropriate lunch considering it was Ash and Monkey Day. HOWEVER, if I have to be conscientious of including you when it comes to situations like Kurt's video, you have to be conscientious of not causing situations where I have to be the Bad Dad. That's going to happen a lot considering the junk you two like to eat."
Hadn't thought of that. Sebastian shook Blaine's pinky then kissed it to seal the promise, but at the same time realized parenting was going to be much easier in the beginning than co-parenting. There was a ding on Blaine's phone, who he assumed was Sam since Blaine had texted someone when he first saw the article. "What does Sam think?"
He was right. "Same as me. We don't think this was Sue." Sebastian was surprised to say the least but Blaine was in the middle of some furious texting. When he finished, he further explained "It's too much of a coincidence a Klaine article comes out on the same day one came out about Marley's mom having the virus and they're both from the same outlet."
"The same outlet? Are you sure?"
"Sam confirmed it so I let Mr. Barnes know." Blaine debated for a moment then added "I texted one other person as well. I have a spy inside the New Directions."
"Who?"
"I'm not saying…and before you get pissed, hear me out. You keep me out of Warbler business and I accept that. And I promise to tell you everything that's going on when the time is right, but this is New Directions business. Plus, I told my spy I would not share with you, they could not share with their significant other and neither of us would share with Sam. The two still communicate but obviously not like me and Sammy."
It took Sebastian a moment to put together Blaine had told him who the spy was without telling him who the spy was. From what he could remember (why couldn't he have forgotten this shit instead of what he did) or listening to Blaine, Sam and Marley reminisce…the spy could only be Santana or a girl named Kitty, the one Skylar, the Refugee Warbler, was afraid of.
But he's certain Marley said something about speaking to Kitty a couple of weeks ago and she'd split from her boyfriend right before lockdown. So, she didn't have a significant other. That only left Mrs. Pierce-Lopez whose significant other was also an alumnus of the New Directions.
Hold on… "You told the spy about me?"
"I had to gain trust. Do I have yours?"
"Forever" Sebastian followed up with a kiss that had Blaine bringing him down on top of him. With all the self-control he could muster, Sebastian pulled away. Not only remembering Bella, but he also wanted to at least mention the boxes overrunning his apartment.
Blaine was grateful (and not), chastising himself internally for taking it that far. "So" he exhaled, frustrated on multiple levels. "You have any idea what Isabelle has to explain?"
"No, but hopefully it has to do with why there are 11 humungous wardrobe crates from Vogue in my apartment."
Perhaps Sebastian should have found a better way to phrase that. "What do you mean 11? There should be 3." Blaine jumped off the couch and snatched the letter from the coffee table.
"B, what's going on?"
He held out his hand until he finished reading the letter, then Blaine went for the larger manilla envelope and tore it open…a magazine, inventory sheet and legal document fell out. He flipped through the magazine first and when he reached a certain page began to swear profusely (not in French) before throwing it at Sebastian. "Starting at page 121"
Sebastian found the page only to find his daughter's face smiling back at him. The spread went on for 10 pages and Bella was on each. "No wonder Hummel was trying to reach out. You didn't know about this, did you?"
"I'm going to kill him. I have the money to hire someone good. They'll never find the body."
That answered the question. "I can't believe I'm the voice of reason, but no, you won't." Sebastian took the legal document from Blaine, put it on the coffee table and led him back to the couch. "You have to calm down. Monkey will be here with Nell any minute."
Blaine did become calm…too calm. It was scary.
"Kurt just didn't put Bella in a photoshoot. He signed her to a 5-year contract to be The Face of Baby Dior. Imagine Isabelle's confusion when I asked her to help me buy the Baby Dior dresses for the girls. She didn't understand why I didn't ask them myself."
Sebastian sunk back into the couch in confusion. "Hummel can't do that. He's legally not her parent."
"You said it this morning, the world thinks he is. And the 11 boxes? According to Bella's illegal contract, as The Face of Baby Dior, she receives their entire collection each season, both everyday wear and the high-end, runway fashion. So, when Isabelle contacted the company about my request to buy dresses for Bella's friends, they decided to send all the girls the entirety of both the Fall and Winter collections as their gift."
"Oh, shit!" There was no way around it. Both he and Blaine were dead-dead. "What are we going to do? Molly and Nell are going to kill us!"
"That's what you're worried about?"
"That's what I'm worried about NOW! We can't seek vengeance on Hummel if we're both dead-dead. They have shotguns on the farm and Nana would absolutely know how to hide our bodies!"
Scary Blaine was gone. His big, beautiful million-watt smile took over his face instead. "Thank you"
"For what?"
"Bringing me back to reality. There's nothing I can do about it at this moment and I do have a thousand things to do for Bella's birthday. And we still have to watch Kurt's video…unless Bella's forgotten. Don't suppose I've gotten that lucky?"
"Nope"
"Crap. We'll have to do it after dinner then once we get her to bed go find the dresses so we can get them wrapped. Or we can do it in the morning but I already texted Cass and Charlie about meeting me in the Music Center to put the last touches on Impossible…"
Sebastian took his hand and put it over Blaine's mouth to stop his rambling. "You finished the Impossible song?" *Nod* "And the Terror Twins are meeting you at the Music Center in the morning? *Nod* "Did any of the papers in the envelope say which boxes the actual birthday dresses are in?" *Nod* "I have a plan" he declared as he removed his hand and tore a page from the magazine.
"What are you doing?" Blaine asked as he watched Sebastian fold the paper until it was in the form of a swan. "Origami? Your plan is Origami?"
"When your mother was a curator at the Louvre, you grow up around some extremely artistic people. They were always trying to teach me to paint or sculpt but I never had the eye, but origami…" Sebastian tore out another sheet and began to fold "…that I could do. And as a side benefit of my natural artistic talent, I am also a master gift wrapper."
Blaine studied his newest figure "Is this Grogu? He's amazing. How did I not know this?"
"It never came up. So, here's my plan. We have dinner then watch the Not Papa video. It will probably require a lengthy Q & A after and then 100 bedtime songs to get Monkey over it but if that's what we have to do, that's what we have to do. And since that will take up so much time, we won't have time to get to the boxes in my apartment. That means I'm going to have to have a sleepover here tonight. I'll take care of the birthday gift dresses tomorrow when you're at the Music Center but you'll have to take Monkey."
Blaine smiled a sneaky Seb16-esqe grin and put his hand on Sebastian's thigh as Sebastian had done to his earlier. "And tomorrow evening we're telling Bella you and I are a couple. No more sleepover excuses..."
"Ash! I back!"
"Hold that thought" he groaned before calling out "What about me?!"
"Daddy!"
Bella came running out from his bedroom (where the patio doors had been open) followed closely by Sissy Martin and Dalton bounding out from Bella's bedroom. No more than 2 minutes later Charlie, Cass and their mother (all carrying boxes emitting delicious aromas) entered the room as well.
"Your tuxes and Bella's dress are hanging on the back of your bedroom door, Blaine" Nell informed him after they all exchanged greetings.
"Miss Nell made chicky fry steak for us for dinner" Bella told her dad.
"With the lumpy mashed potatoes and country gravy and homemade biscuits?" Sebastian asked as he practically jumped from his seat and ran to help unpack the boxes.
"Yes, Seb" Nell laughed. She loved seeing Sebastian like this. They had all been so worried about him before Blaine and Bella arrived. "And don't worry. I remembered the…"
"Homemade honey butter!" Sebastian took the jar from her hand then kissed her cheek, waving the boys away. He wanted to talk to their mother privately. "If you weren't already married, and I wasn't gay…"
"And desperately in love with Blaine"
"I heard you were part of the crew of the SS Nana. Did your sons show you the article?"
"Yes, but between you and me, what the hell did Blaine ever see in that guy?"
Sebastian kissed her again. "Did I ever tell you you're my favorite?"
"Liar, Nana grows your pot."
"Ok, but you're a close second. And you've probably guessed, I wanted to ask how my gift for Monkey is coming along? Is it going to be ready by Friday?"
While the conversation was going on in the kitchen, Blaine confirmed his arrangements with the twins to meet early at the Music Center for the last tweaks on the Impossible song which made them extremely excited. Then he asked Sissy "Do you know what you're going to be at Bella's birthday party?"
"Yes, Miswer Bane, I R2D2 an Gandpa CP3O."
"Did you get to see your costume yet?"
"Yes, Miswer Bane, it has lights and button to go do do do do do"
"Really? That sounds so cool!"
"It is!"
"What about you guys?" Blaine asked the boys. "Did the Storm Trooper outfits fit?"
"Perfectly" Charlie told him as Cass showed a picture on his phone. "The rifles even go pew pew pew. Where were you able to get this stuff from? It's all authentic."
"Uncle Coop friend" Bella answered just prior to announcing she, Sissy and Dalton were leaving to help with dinner.
Blaine loved that Bella had her first best friend. It broke his heart it couldn't last "Yeah, my brother…"
"Stop" Cass whisper-yelled, grabbing his twin. But whatever was going on, Charlie obviously understood as he tried hard to contain his excitement.
"Cass, what's wrong?"
Both boys circled in so they weren't overheard. "Cooper Anderson is your brother? Bella's uncle? Not a friend who's like an uncle like the guy who played King George in Hamilton?"
"Yes, Cooper Anderson is my brother. The head of the costume department on his show Doom Patrol has ties to Star Wars and was able to get the costumes I wanted. Is there a problem?" When both twins smiled and turned to the kitchen, Blaine sighed and shook his head. Not like this hadn't happened before.
"At least this time it's not my boyfriend."
Notes:
Blaine's love of his Fendi loafers is an homage to the BlamTina performance of Jumpin' Jumpin' in Episode 5x10 Trio. When the line "A new outfit and your Fendi Shoes" is sung they pan the camera to Blaine's shoes.
Jonathon Groff played both Jesse St. James on Glee and King George III in Hamilton