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New Years Eve was subdued compared to our other holidays. We decided to spend the day at a winter carnival the town was hosting. I used to take Kurt when he was little, and apparently Carol always took Finn, so we knew what to expect. The boys went off on their own and Carol and I walked around. After about half an hour of wandering, we spotted Finn walking arm and arm with Quinn.

"Did you know about that? What happened with Rachel?" Carol asked me.

"I have no idea." I replied. "But I know she left mad on Christmas day and I haven't seen her over since."

"Well, as annoying as I find Rachel, she's still better than Quinn. I can't understand why he would still want to even talk to her after she lied about it being his baby even though she cheated on him with Puck."

I had forgotten about Finn and Carol's involvement with that whole saga a few years ago. I really lucked out in that department. Kurt and Blaine may have more sex than the rest of the Mckinley senior class combined, but at least I didn't have to worry about either of them getting pregnant.

"Come on. Let's go over by the games. I'll win you a stuffed animal."

We walked over to the row of games and found one with a prize that Carol liked. Luckily it was one I had a chance at. All I had to do was throw a baseball and knock over some milk cans. I'm not going to say how much money I spent in trying to win that stuffed dog, but it would have been cheaper to buy one in the long run. A few minutes later, we found Kurt and Blaine walking hand in hand. Kurt was holding a giant Teddy bear wearing sunglasses and a bow tie. Blaine was holding some sort of bag in his right hand, and when he saw us, he hid it behind his back before dropping Kurt's hand and walking right up to us.

"Please, please, please, can I have a pet? I'll take good care of him and feed him and clean him and take him for walks!"

Carol put her hand up to stop his talking and Kurt moved to stand next to me.

"Blaine, sweetie, is that a goldfish behind your back?"

Blaine pulled the bag out and we saw a bright orange goldfish swimming around in circles.

"Kurt won him for me. Did you know he was really good at darts?"

I gave Kurt a stern look. He knew enough to at least look a little ashamed.

"Kurt's been playing darts since he could walk. I used to have a dart board in the shop, and he would practice when he wasn't working on cars. I would bring him with me to a friend's bar and have the other guys bet on him. We used to make a killing. He's also really good at pool. How do you think he made enough money for that truck of his? Granted we got the truck for free since it was totaled, but he paid for all the new parts and did the work himself."

Kurt blushed scarlet, Blaine's mouth was hanging open and Carol looked shocked. The first person to talk was Carol. She smacked my arm before screaming.

"You brought your baby to a bar and gambled on him? And let him play with sharp darts!"

Kurt jumped to my defense.

"I didn't mind, really. In fact I had a lot of fun. And I wouldn't have been able to afford my Navigator any other way."

"Alright, you can keep the fish. But you need to get him a tank and food, and you are completely responsible for him. And you can't take a fish for a walk..."

Blaine looked down at his fish and talked directly to it.

"I'm going to call you Harry... Or Nemo... Or Squishy... Or Kurt Jr.! No, I've got the perfect name! Your name is Sushi! Kurt! If you get a fish too, we can name it Sashimi! That way Sushi won't be lonely." Then Blaine turned to Carol and I.

"Can Kurt get a fish too? They can share a tank, that way they won't be lonely."

"That's up to Kurt."

I know Kurt has very little interest in a pet fish, since he has no intention of cleaning a fish tank.

"I'll make a deal with you Blaine. I'll pay for and win the fish, but you have to feed and clean him. You can also name him. I'm happy with my stuffed bear."

So that's how I found myself going into a pet store on New Years Eve. Kurt and Blaine were going to drive over on their own, but I offered to go with them. Finn brought Quinn home after the carnival, and things were a little tense at the house. We went to the back of the store, where all the fish stuff was and picked out a small neon green tank with a filter and hot pink rocks. At first Blaine picked up a little plastic figure of a girl sunbathing in a bikini. I thought this was weird for him, but I quickly saw why he picked that one. He snuck up behind Kurt, touched it to his face and nearly shouted "Ew, Kurt, there are boobs on your face!"

Which was followed by both boys giggling and shouting "Ew, boobies!"

It was one of the few times I walked a few aisles over and pretended I wasn't with them. I didn't convince anyone though... We were the only people in the store at 5:55 on New Years Eve, while the cashier kept tapping her nails on the counter looking between us, the clock and the sign that said they closed at 6. After another minute I told the boys it was time to go, and to get their asses to the front of the store. They put back the bikini clad plastic figure and picked out a pink and purple castle. These poor fish would be getting a very gay home.

After we checked out and got back in the car, we started to make our way home. I decided to make a quick stop at a liquor store for some champagne to have at midnight. I parked and told the boys to come into the store with me, since I didn't know what they'd get up to alone in the car for even a few minutes. We walked in and I started looking for cheap champagne that wouldn't taste like crap. The boys followed me looking at random bottles down the aisle, while whispering back and forth.

"Hey Dad?"

Uh oh...

"What is it Kurt?"

"Since we are all staying home tonight and not driving, could we get our own bottle of champagne?"

"Sure."

"And we'll share with Finn and not drink too much. Please?"

"Kurt, were you listening? I said yes. If you were going to the party tonight I know you'd be drinking anyway, so I'd rather it was only a little and at home."

"What makes you think there will be drinking at that party tonight?" Blaine asked me.

"I know there will be drinking, because Puckerman is at the counter buying booze right now with a fake I.D."

We all looked over at the checkout to see Puck paying for a counter full of booze.

"Hey! Puckerman!"

Puck looked up at me with a deer in the headlights kind of look. He quickly turned to the cashier and made some excuse about leaving his money in the car, before running out to the parking lot. I brought my bottle if champagne up to the counter, along with a bottle of whiskey that Carol and I would enjoy after the boys went off on their own. Blaine added a bottle of champagne to the counter and Kurt added another.

"Two?"

Kurt blushed a little, but responded anyway.

"Finn and Quinn will be there... and Finn can drink a lot... But you didn't hear that from us."

After a few strange looks from the cashier, I paid and we left. I saw Puck sitting in his truck waiting for me to leave. We walked over to his open window to talk to him.

"I can't forbid you from going back in there; you're not my kid, but that much booze for underage kids is really dangerous. Just make sure no one drives home from Rachel's tonight."

"Oh, Um... Thanks Mr. Hummel."

"Have fun at the party Puck. Tell everyone we said hi." Blaine added before we walked back to my truck.

Rachel was having a New Years Eve party, but none of my boys were invited. Finn was uninvited when he left Rachel for Quinn, which meant Quinn was also uninvited. Kurt and Blaine weren't invited to begin with, since they were kicked out of the last Rachel Berry party for having sex on her bed. There was a discussion of having a party at our house, but Carol said no. Her reasoning was that it was mean to steal Rachel's party guests. Everyone in New Directions would have chosen our house over Rachel's. But in all honesty, I think Carol just wanted a quiet night at home without worrying about a house full of teenagers.

Once we got home, we all went upstairs to Blaine's room to set up the fish tank. Kurt had no intention of touching anything a fish touched, or would touch, so he sat on the bed and made birth certificates for each of the fish while Blaine and I set up the tank. There was a very in depth discussion over names for the fish. It was decided that both fish were boys, because who besides two gay fish would live in a pink and purple castle? I suggested Ace and Gary, which Kurt thought was funny, but Blaine didn't get. Blaine suggested Harry and Ron, since Sushi and Sashimi were deemed too upsetting if the boys ever wanted to eat sushi again. Another option was Bert and Ernie, but once Kurt showed Blaine a YouTube video, they finally agreed to Ace and Gary.

The tank was filled with water and the hot pink rocks were rinsed and put in the bottom, then the little pink and purple castle was put right in the middle. We filled the tank with water and dumped the fish into their new home. Kurt started complaining about the fish needing time to acclimate to the water and the temperature and how we should have used distilled or filtered water, but I had already devoted over an hour of my night figuring out that filter and tank. The carnival fish could handle some tap water.

We went downstairs to get ready for our New Years Eve celebration and found Finn and Quinn sitting on the couch making out.

"Eww! Gross..." Blaine said, while Kurt added in a comment himself.

"You know girls have cooties, right?"

I just rolled my eyes and walked in the kitchen to find Carol making snacks. We were forgoing dinner and just having a ton of appetizers and snacks through out the night. The four kids were now in the living room arguing over a movie to watch while I helped Carol put the snacks out on some trays. We tried to evenly distribute everything since Finn and Blaine would both fight over their favorites if they weren't easily accessible.

I walked into the living room to find Kurt had jumped on Finn's back while Finn tried to hold the remote too high for Blaine to reach, all while Quinn sat on the couch doing something with her cell phone.

"Boys! Cut it out!" I yelled, but no one listened to me over the shouting and wrestling that knocked over the coffee table. I went to grab the remote just as Finn turned, which made Kurt's legs swing out and kick me in the stomach. All of a sudden I was on the floor. Then I heard Carol laughing hysterically. She had walked in to find the four of us in a pile. We all started laughing as one by one we tried to get up.

"What happened in here?" Carol asked through tears of laughter. None of us could answer fast enough, so Quinn volunteered an answer.

"There was a slight disagreement over what we would be watching on TV. I got a video of the whole thing on my phone if you'd like to see it!"

After the phone was passed around the room and everyone had seen the video at least once (Carol 3 times), we decided to put the TV selection up to a vote. I voted for the Twilight Zone marathon that was on TV. Finn voted for some zombie movie, Kurt and Carol both voted for Moulin Rouge, and after Kurt whispered something in his ear, Blaine also voted for that. I'm not really sure what was going on during the movie. There was a midget and a lot of singing. The movie reminded me of the Beatles movie "Yellow Submarine". The two movies had nothing in common except for seeming as though whoever made the movie was completely out of their mind on drugs. Once all the snacks were gone, I offered to go refill the trays since I had very little interest in the movie anyway. Unfortunately, they decided to pause the movie so I wouldn't miss anything. I guess no one realized I wanted to miss the movie. I did recognize the main guy as Obi-Wan Kenobi though, and that's an improvement over most movies that Kurt picks.

I went back into the living room to be greeted by a heated discussion between Carol and Finn. Kurt and Blaine were sitting on their chair whispering a private conversation and Quinn was missing, most likely in the bathroom. I sat down next to Carol and tried to catch up with the argument.

"But Kurt and Blaine sleep in the same room all the time!"

"That's different Finn. They've been together for a longer time and have a healthy relationship."

"Why? I don't see how that's fair at all!"

Carol finally snapped and stopped trying to save Finn's feelings.

"You can't have Quinn sleep in your room with you tonight because neither of you are responsible. You were with Rachel only a week ago, now you're with Quinn. That's a little fast. And besides, I've let Quinn stay over before and she ended up convincing you that you got her pregnant even though she cheated on you."

I joined in now, to keep Carol from saying anything too bad about Quinn. I know she was thinking it, but Quinn could come back in the room at any minute.

"If you really want Quinn to sleep in your room, she can." I paused for a minute while Finn's face lit up and Carol's scowl was directed towards me. Then I added the second half of my thought. "You can just sleep on the couch. Or maybe Kurt or Blaine will let you bunk on the floor in one of their rooms."

Later it was decided that Finn would drive Quinn home instead of having her stay overnight. I don't think she was that comfortable in our house anyway. Carol, who is normally an extremely nice, motherly figure to every kid she meets, was still a little put off by Quinn and didn't go out of her way to make her feel welcome. I couldn't blame her either, especially with that whole thinking she was going to be a grandmother at 33 years old. Once it got close, we watched the ball drop and everyone had someone to kiss at midnight. Eventually I cleared my throat and Kurt and Blaine finally came up for air. Once Finn got back from driving Quinn home, we broke out more champagne and I broke out my bottle of whiskey. The Kurt and Blaine both got a little tipsy, but not too bad. They mostly just giggled a lot. The champagne didn't really affect Finn, it may have been because of his size, or maybe it was just that he was used to drinking much stronger stuff.

After all the champagne was gone, the boys decided to sing some songs. Kurt and Blaine were both a little out of it, so their singing wasn't nearly as good as usual. I guess they were a little more drunk than I thought. Carol decided it was time for bed, before things got out of control.

"Ok, everybody head to bed. Your own beds!" The last part was directed towards Kurt and Blaine.

"But that's not fair. Kurt said I could have whatever I wanted tonight if I voted for Moulin Rogue. I wanted to watch the zombie movie…." Blaine complained. I guess he really was out of it to try and argue with Carol about something like that. He kept trying to wink at Kurt, but once again, forgot how to and was just blink both eyes at once.

Carol was having trouble speaking without laughing, but she was finally able to respond.

"If you sleep in Kurt's room, who is going to watch Ace and Gary? This is the first night in their new home; someone has to keep a close eye on them in case they need anything!"

"Oh no! I forgot all about them. What if they need me?" With that, Blaine let go of Kurt, who practically fell over since he was leaning on Blaine, and ran up the stairs two at a time to check on his fish. He tripped several times on the way up the stairs, but didn't seem to notice. Once Finn started up the stairs, with Kurt leaning heavily on him, I broke out my bottle of whiskey for me and Carol. It had been a long week home with the boys, and we needed a little break.

A/N: Does anyone understand my reference with the fish names? If you want to know the awesomeness that is Ace and Gary, take the spaces out of the following link:

http :/ www. youtube. com/ watch?v = ohMNGeYGg6w