Lila's newest trick, now that she was eight months old, was crawling. That meant big trouble for both Kurt and Blaine because Lila always managed to get into everything. One evening, Kurt came into the kitchen to find her sitting in the refrigerator. How she even got door open was a mystery, but sure enough there she sat throwing all of the apples and oranges onto the kitchen floor pretending they were balls. Only after taking a few cute pictures did Kurt removed Lila from the fridge and put her in her play pen.

On another occasion when Blaine was home alone with her, he found her in the bathroom with toothpaste smeared all over herself as well as the bathroom floor. That one was not captured in a picture because Blaine knew it was his fault. He had dropped the toothpaste today and forgotten to pick it and he was supposed to be watching his daughter, so Blaine cleaned up all the evidence.

It had gotten so bad that one day, Kurt went out and got all the things necessary to baby proof the house. There were gates separating the rooms, child locks on all the doors and cabinets and even a lock on the toilet seat, just in case. That was the particular lock that gave Blaine a hard time. It was about the second day with the locks and Kurt had already gone to work. Blaine had just fed Lila some baby food and she was laying in her playpen watching TV and sucking on her bottle. With Lila content, Blaine hurried off to the bathroom. He went to lift the lid off, but it wouldn't budge.

"Stupid child locks…" he muttered as he tried to pull the lid open. After about five minutes of trying, Blaine got frustrated and called Kurt.

"Blaine?" Kurt answered.

"How do you get the freakin toilet to open?" He said angrily.

"You open the lid…" Kurt replied not fully understanding what he meant. "Blaine, is this a joke? I'm at work. I don't have time for this."

'No this is not a joke!" Blaine yelled. "I have to pee and this stupid child lock that you bought will not open!

"Just press down on the lever and it should open." Kurt told him.

"Kurt, I'm not a moron. I've pressed on the lever. It didn't work." Blaine replied.

"Well, what do you want me to tell you?" Kurt exclaimed. "It's a child lock. I didn't realize that a grown man would have trouble opening it."

"I'm doing exactly what you said!" Blaine argued. "That is not the point though. I have to pee so badly that I am seriously considering peeing in the sink."

"Blaine Devon Anderson, if you pee in the sink, I swear to God, I will not have sex with you for a month. That is disgusting!" Kurt said in a hushed tone. Sex wasn't exactly the best topic to talk about in the office.

"What am I supposed to do then?" Blaine whined as he bounced up and down trying not to release his bladder fluids.

"Ask the neighbors?" Kurt suggested.

"Oh yeah, that's not embarrassing. Oh hey guys, I can't get the child lock on my toilet to open, can I use yours!" Blaine retorted.

"Hey, I don't see you coming up with a better plan!" Kurt shot back. "Uhh...Rachel isn't home, use the spare key in kitchen cabinet and use her bathroom."

"What am I supposed to do with Lila?" Blaine asked.

"Blaine, seriously, I'm at work." Kurt told him.

"Fine." Blaine huffed. "But, when you get home, you are getting rid of that stupid lock."

"No, I'm not. It's for our daughters safety." Kurt told him before hanging up. Blaine groaned and shoved him phone back into his pocket. He ran into the kitchen and grabbed Rachel's spare house key that she had given them. Then he walked over to Lila's playpen and picked her up. He ran out the door and up the flight of stairs and walked down the hallway to Rachel's loft. He shoved the key into the lock and wiggled it until her door finally opened. Once inside, he rushed into the bathroom. He looked around trying to find a place for Lila. He settled for the tub.

"Please, do not move. Daddy is begging you." Blaine pleaded. He opened the toilet lid and finally released the fluids pushing on his bladder and let out a sigh of relief. Suddenly from behind him, he heard a gasp.

"Blaine! What are you doing?" Rachel cried. Starled, Blaine struggled to zip his fly.

"Rachel! I can explain." He stuttered. "See Kurt child proofed the house and I couldn't get the lock on the toilet to open, so I considered peeing in the sink, but Kurt said that he wouldn't have sex with me for a month if I did that, so I ended here, using...your toilet." Blaine rambled. "I'll just go now." he mumbled as he reached down to grab Lila.

"Eww gross. Do not touch that child if you have not washed your hands." Rachel exclaimed. Blaine sighed, turned around and washed his hands. He could feel Rachel's eyes staring at him. After finishing he reached down and picked up his daughter.

"Thanks...for uh...the toilet." He muttered before rushing out of Rachel's apartment. He went down the flight of stairs to their floor and went to open the door, but it wouldn't open. It was locked. Blaine sighed and shamefully walked back up the flight of stairs and knocked on Rachel's apartment door.

"What is it now Blaine? Rachel asked as she opened the door. "Have you come back to use my shower now too?"

"No...I was wondering if you had the spare key to our apartment." Blaine asked. "We're kind of locked out."

"No, Kurt took it the last time you guys were locked out." Rachel replied dryly.

"Oh...do you know if Brittany and Santana are home?" He asked.

"They went to see a movie." Rachel replied.

'Okay then, sorry for bothering you." Blaine apologized. "I'll...just go call Kurt." He turned away and started walking back to their locked apartment as Rachel shut the door. On a good day, Rachel probably would have allowed Blaine and Lila to hang out in her apartment, but she did just walk in on Blaine peeing, so that wasn't going to happened. Once outside their apartment door, Blaine slumped against the wall and held Lila on his lap. Only one more hour until Kurt came home. When Kurt finally did come home, he did not expect to see his husband and daughter sitting on the floor outside their apartment.

"What are you doing out here?" Kurt asked.

"I got locked out." Blaine confessed.

"How?" Kurt further questioned.

"After Rachel caught me peeing in her bathroom, I came back here and the door was locked." Blaine mumbled to a Kurt,who was trying so hard not to laugh. "It isn't funny."

"Sure it's not honey." Kurt replied as he unlocked the door and they all went inside. Later that night, from on the couch, Blaine heard Kurt yelling.

"Why won't this stupid thing open?" Blaine laughed.

'What's wrong honey?" he yelled back.

"This toilet lock is broken." Kurt whined

"Told you!" Blaine retorted.

"Shut up!" Kurt yelled back.

"Hey don't blame me. Blame the crawling monster." Blaine shot back. "Hey Kurt, whatever you do, don't pee in the sink."

'Like I would ever do that." Kurt replied. "I'm going to be classy and pee in the tub."