Someone asked for me to do a chapter where they were getting their haircut... so here it is :D I hope you like it XD And it's also given me a little idea for Devon's future ;)

Anyone else have any suggestions for me? :D

Chapter 3

"I'm excited." Devon grinned clapping his hands. Kurt and Blaine had wanted to keep everyone's visit tomorrow a surprise, but Devon had overheard their conversation, and now Devon wouldn't stop talking about it, he was constantly asking if they were coming soon, and how long it would be till he could give them cuddles.

"They'll be here tomorrow for breakfast." Blaine smiled picking Devon up. "So you need to go and do some writing, okay?"

"Okay." Devon sighed. He had outgrown his love for writing and letters about six months ago, every night he would play with his wooden letters and see if he could make words, but that had stopped and now every night he insisted on stories and songs, and whenever it was time to sit down and do some spellings and words he would shake his head and storm off.

"Just think you can show Grandpa how amazing you are." Blaine smiled.

"I'm not though. I'm not good with letters." He pouted.

"Well I think you are, shall we do some together?" Blaine asked softly.

"No, do it on my own. No one will laugh." He said and walked off to his little desk in the living room. Blaine watched him go with a frown, he would ask him more about that later.

"I think we should take the kids to get haircuts." Kurt said as he watched Ariella and Cory, they were both sitting in their play pens playing beautifully, but Kurt could see how their hair was getting in their eyes. "They look a little raggy."

"Okay...Want me to phone and see if our local salon has any bookings?"

"Sure." Kurt smiled. "If you had given me more warning I would have made sure that they all had haircuts before everyone came..."

"Kurt, no one is going to care that their hair is a little long." Blaine laughed, he found his husbands worries completely adorable.

"I know, but I just..."

"You always get scared that people think you're not doing a good job with them, but look at them Kurt. Devon is smart and funny and he is going to break hearts very soon. Ariella is beautiful and she's already walking and quite confident on his feet, and Cory is just as cute as you and has more words and sounds then any baby I know..."

"You don't know any other babies." Kurt chuckled.

"True, but if I did I know ours would be the best." Blaine grinned. "The point is they're amazing, you're amazing, you don't need to worry about what people think."

"I know. But make the call yeah?"

"It's already ringing." Blaine smiled.

To Kurt's delight there was space for all three of the kids to get their hair done that afternoon. Which was where they were now. Devon was sat on the floor looking up at the giant fish tank in the children's area. Cory was sat on Blaine's lap as they watched Ariella get her haircut. "She's like a princess, she's not making any fuss. Look at her." Devon giggled.

"Your dad said when you had your first haircut you screamed." Blaine smiled.

"Well I don't like people touching my hair." Devon pouted.

"I know, but you'll be brave today. It's just a little trim."

"I'll be brave." Devon nodded. "Did you know James' Mom cut his hair?"

"No..."

"It looked funny and was all crooked. And then I said I would help and make it tidier and when I got my scissors, Mr Dawson shouted very loudly." Devon said shaking head.

"Well that's because you're not a hairdresser and you don't cut people's hair, and you don't play with scissors near peoples hair because it's dangerous okay?"

"Well maybe you should tell to that James' Mom because she doesn't know that." Devon said looking at Blaine with such a serious face. "Maybe I should ask one of the hairdressers how you cut hair so I can help James?"

"And hopefully they will say you bring him here." Blaine laughed.

True to his word, Devon was very brave during his haircut and asked the lady lots of questions. Once he was finished he deemed that he wanted to be a hairdresser when he was older so he could save little boys from crooked haircuts that their Mom's gave them. Devon called his hairdresser a hero, hugged her and rushed over to tell Kurt about his plan for the future.

"Right little man, it's your turn." Blaine smiled picking Cory up and placing him on the chair, the minute he was sat on the chair he screamed loudly that the whole shop turned to look at him. "Cory it's okay, just a little haircut."

"No!" Cory screamed shaking his head.

"Cory don't scream." Devon said rushing over, he climbed up on top of the chair so he was looking at Cory.

"Von?" Cory said tearily making grabby hands for him.

"It's okay." Devon said and took Cory's hand in his. "Making you look like a prince."

"Von." Cory said shaking his head again.

"Let's sing." Devon said and played with his little brothers fingers. When he was sad his daddy's would always sing to him and everything would be better, so he started to sing a song that he had learned at school, and he was happy that Cory stopped crying and was even clapping along to the song and he didn't even notice that his hair was getting cut.

"All finished." The lady smiled and Devon grinned.

"It looks good. Well done." Devon smiled.

"Thanks." She chuckled ruffling Devon's hair.

Devon grinned up at her and kissed Cory's cheek. "Handsome baby. Come on, Grandpa will be here soon!"

"Ampa?" Cory frowned his eyebrows squishing together making Devon giggle.

"You did a good job Devon." Blaine smiled, picking Cory up he took Devon's hand and headed over to Kurt and Ariella who had been watching Devon intently as he sung.

"I didn't want Cory to have a crooked haircut, especially if I couldn't fix it." He nodded.

"Well you deserve a special present for being so good. What do you want?" Kurt smiled watching his son.

"I want..." Devon looked around the shop and grinned. "I want a fish!"

"Hey Devon, you all ready for bed?" Blaine smiled as he walked into his son's room.

"Yep." Devon nodded pointing to his pink pyjama bottoms and his blue and grey tee.

"Good. Remember what happens if you wake up early?"

"Stay in my room until it says 7!" Devon nodded proudly. "Will Grandpa be here?"

"He'll be here by 9." Blaine smiled stroking Devon's hair softly.

"Okay." Devon nodded watching the clock intently as if he could make it nine now.

"Devon, earlier you said something about people laughing when you did your letters..."

"Oh." Devon shook his head. "Just at school."

"Do they laugh if you do it wrong?" Blaine pressed.

"Sometimes." Devon shrugged. "James cuddles me so it's okay."

"Okay." Blaine whispered. "If they do it again just ignore them, don't let them make you not do your work okay? And know that me and your daddy would never ever laugh at you if you got something wrong."

"I know. Love you daddy." Devon smiled looking up at him.

"Love you too." Blaine grinned pressing his lips to Devon's hair and tucking him in, two stories and three songs later his son was fast asleep.