A/N: I know I updated yesterday but I had a snow day today so I just spent the whole day writing this. But yes, you heard me right. Snow. Day. In April. Isn't Minnesota just fantastic!

So in this chapter it switches POV about halfway through. Sorry for any confusion.

Chapter 8: Kurt and Burt

Kurt

Someone was kissing my mom. Some idiot was kissing my mom in my house. I made some noise by accident and my mom stopped kissing the guy. He looked at me and I gave him the meanest look I could.

How could he just stand there with his hands in his pockets and his stupid baseball hat that I hope he didn't wear during the date with my mom. The baseball cap was covering his stupid head which had a stupid buzz cut for hair which made him look like he was either playing basketball for the NBA or he was a recovering patient for cancer. I know cancer medicine makes you bald because I knew this older neighbor boy who had cancer when he was little but with a lot of painful medicine he got better and he had pictures from when he used to be bald.

"Kurt!" Mom squeaked, "What are you doing still awake?"

I stopped glaring at the jerk guy for a second and answered my mom. "I heard you come home and I wanted to say goodnight."

"I guess that's my cue to leave," jerk guy said.

"You can stay if you want to, Burt," Mom said even though I wanted her to kick this guy out back to whatever stupid place he had come from.

So his name was Burt. Sounds like he was named after a 'Sesame Street' character. I thought it was really stupid.

"Why is your name Burt?" I asked him.

Burt rubbed the back of his neck while he thought. "I'm not sure. My parents just liked the name I guess," he said.

"Ever met Big Bird?" I asked. Okay that was a little mean but I couldn't help it. Sometimes I said mean things without trying to.

Burt looked a little hurt.

"Alrighty, Kurt. Time for bed!" Mom said. She bent down and kissed my forehead gently. I tried not to think about how she was kissing me on the forehead even though she'd been kissing another guy on the lips a couple of seconds ago.

"Goodnight, baby. I love you," she said and lightly pushed my towards the stairs. I started to walk up the stairs to my room.

"Don't forget to brush your teeth!" Mom yelled after me.

"I already did," I yelled back.

I couldn't believe this. Mom had promised when we moved that we were starting over, that life was just going to be about us for a while. I guess two weeks was too long for her. I wondered what was going to happen with them. He'd probably date her for two weeks or months or something and then he would break up with her and I'd have to take care of her. I didn't like it when people hurt Mom or me, but that seemed to happen to us a lot.

I tried my best to fall asleep but it was still a long time, and only after I heard Mr. Sesame Street leave, that I was finally able to sleep.

Burt

I watched Kurt walk back upstairs. He was not what I was expecting, that's for sure. I didn't know what to think. He seemed like a nice enough kid but he didn't seem to like me very much.

"Did Kurt really just compare me to a character from Sesame Street?" I asked Elizabeth.

"I guess so," she said.

A young blonde girl walked into the front hall where we were talking.

"Oh, hi Carrie. Thanks for babysitting on such short notice," Elizabeth said, handing the blonde some cash. "Did Kurt give you any trouble?"

Carrie shook her head quickly. "No, not at all. We had dinner, watched a movie, and he went to bed. I watched TV while he was asleep."

"Thank God. Kurt can sometimes give new babysitters a lot of trouble."

"Well, I was lucky one," Carrie joked.

"Do you need me to walk you home?" Elizabeth asked.

Carrie shook her head. "I'll be fine." She walked out the door but paused and called back to Elizabeth. "If you ever need a sitter again, just call me."

Elizabeth watched her leave and then started walking further into the house, gesturing for me to follow her. I quickly slipped out of my boots and followed her. We walked into the kitchen and Elizabeth clicked on the coffee maker.

"Would you like some?" she asked.

I nodded. I looked around the kitchen. It didn't look very personalized or homey, I'm assuming because the two had just moved in.

"So, Kurt has quite the bitch glare," I said, but then regretted the words. I'm pretty sure insulting her son was not the way to get a girl.

To my relief, Elizabeth laughed. "Yes, I'm afraid he gets that from me. I don't give it to people as often as he does, but it's most definitely there."

I laughed. While Elizabeth had to be of the kindest people I had ever met, I knew I didn't want to get on her bad side. The coffee maker beeped, indicating that the coffee was ready. Elizabeth poured the steaming black liquid into two plain blue mugs and handed one to me.

"I'll try not to piss you off," I said.

"Yeah, don't you forget it," Elizabeth said, raising her mug. She took a sip of coffee and made a face. "Needs some milk and sugar."

She rummaged through a cupboard for some sugar. "Could you get some half and half from the fridge?" she asked.

I walked to the fridge and noticed that there were colored in coloring book pages taped to the refrigerator, most of them featuring Disney movie characters. I also noticed a free hand picture that Kurt had drawn. It showed to crudely drawn people one with a triangular dress for a body and long dark hair, clearly Elizabeth, with a young stick, figure boy standing next to her. In barely legible scrawl at the top was the words "Mommy and Me." It was very adorable but it also made me feel like a kind of intruder. Elizabeth already has a family, that much should be obvious.

She wants this relationship just as much as you do, the optimistic voice in the back of my mind seemed to say. I choose to agree with it, at least for now.

I opened the fridge and retrieved the carton of half and half. I turned and handed it to Elizabeth who poured a generous amount into her coffee. We drank our coffee in silence. After I'd finished I looked at the time and decided that, though I didn't want to, I should leave now.

"Well," I said, "it looks like the one date you promised me is over. So, do you want to do this again?"

Elizabeth laughed and nodded. "Of course I want to Burt."

She walked me to the door and we kissed goodnight. I walked out to my car. I don't remember another time I had been this happy. Well, to be fair, I supposed if I tried I could've remembered something better but not in my current love high state. I was unsuccessful in my attempt to stop myself from jumping up in the street and whooping loudly.

Peace, Love, Glee

Julez