Title: Dress up

Characters: Kurt Hummel, Mercedes Jones, Elizabeth Hummel

Chapter Summary: Kurt learns that he should never try to change anyone.

Time Line: 6 or 7

Genre: Friendship, Hurt/Comfort

Warnings: Little kids being cute...

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Date/Time: 062211/18:26

Disclaimer: I own nothing you recognize.

Author's Note: I just really wanted to do something with the little Gleeks. If you can suggest a better title please, I beg of you, let me know.

Mercedes stomped around in the red and white polka dotted heels with a laugh. "White boy, your Momma must have one pair of shoes for every day of the year."

"Don't be silly, Mercy," Kurt laughed, managing just fine in his own pair of baby blue sling backs. He flung a matching scarf around his neck. "Mommy would need a closet just for her shoes if she had that many."

"But Kurtsie," Mercedes giggled, sorting through the chest of bags to find one that she liked. "She does have a closet just for her shoes.

Kurt added a page boy hat, frowned, replaced it with a fedora instead and nodded with satisfaction to his reflection in the mirror. "Not a full one. She only has thirty-two pairs of shoes. Well thirty-three if you count the pair that I picked out for her birthday. Daddy said she already had a pair of black heels but they are clearly different." He turned back to the other girl who had on a stripped sweater and a zebra print scarf. "Mercedes Kathleen Jones. What do you think you are wearing?"

"Mommy's going to be up any minute to see our creations and simply cannot have her think I took any part in that. Take that sweater and scarf off...quickly." He went over to the jewelry box and pulled out a string of his mother's pearls. He took the scarf with a scoff and handed her the pears. "Try these instead, and get that heinous sweater off right now. You look like Finnegan dressed you.

This caused the girl to shriek and pull the sweater off as if the fabric were burning her skin. Kurt handed her a white blouse and smiled when her friend pulled it on. "Lovely. Stay here, I'm going to call Mommy up."

A few moments later, Kurt came back up the stairs guiding his blindfolded mother carefully behind him. Once she was safely in the room, Kurt ran over to Mercedes, struck a pose, and said, "Mommy, you can look now."

Elizabeth stared at the two children in front of her, taking in their outfits as if she were a well known fashion critic. She let out a contemplative 'hmm' and circled the two, tilting her head from side to side a few times.

"Kurt made me change," Mercedes told her. She wasn't pouting or tattling or anything, she just didn't want to take Kurt's credit, especially if Miss Elizabeth didn't like the outfit, which is what it seemed like so far.

"Now Kurt Baby, it's perfectly okay for Mercedes to have her own style. Mercedes why don't you go and put your first outfit back on," Elizabeth suggested squatting down to the girl's level and placing a soft kiss to her forehead.

"Did you not like my outfit I chose for you?" Kurt pouted once Merced ran back to the closet to change.

"I loved it Kurt Baby. In fact, if you keep it up, I believe you could be the next Ralph Lauren or Marc Jacobs if you wanted. However, I would never want to change who you are so why would you want to change Mercedes?"

"You're right, Mommy," Kurt nodded hugging her tightly. He ran back to the closet and pulled his best friend into a hug. "I'm sorry I told you change Mercy. You're beautiful."

Mercedes smiled and smiled back at him. "Thank you Kurtie. I really liked your outfit too, so I decided to combine them." She stepped back and flung her arms out so that he could see her entire outfit. Kurt grinned when he saw that Mercedes had kept the blouse but had added the original scarf.

Elizabeth smiled from her place by the bed where she could see the two friend's hugging and laughing. Being a mother was by no means an easy job, but she was proud to call Kurt her son, especially at times like this.

And Elizabeth is back. I feel like she would have an addiction to shoes and be fashionable but not necessarily a label fanatic like Kurt. I've always pictured her very kind and loving as well. I hope you enjoyed and please leave a review on your way out.

Love and Hugs,

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