A/N: Sorry for the long wait, it was a busy holiday weekend.
Enjoy
The last few days of school went by uneventfully. Or at least as uneventful as anything in our house can be. All three boys were graduating, Finn just barely, and Kurt and Blaine at the top of the class. There was a bit of an argument over who was ranked higher. Blaine was technically ranked higher, but he was taking more A.P. classes then Kurt, so they were weighted more, so while his GPA was a little higher, they got the same amount of A's. Luckily their fights consisted over arguing who was smarter then cuddling on the couch to watch TV. They were able to resolve issues faster than any other couple I know, married or not.
Not much had changed since the boys decided to run off and get married. The only major difference was that they now shared Kurt's room, which they sort of did anyway. It was sort of as if they were just engaged, waiting for the party to act as the wedding. After graduation, there was going to be a big party for the wedding, after which the boys were going to go on a honeymoon, then get a place of their own in the city.
The day of graduation, Carol and I headed over to the high school early to get good seats. Each student was given two tickets, so since it was just Carol and I, we gave our extra tickets to some of the glee club families with more people. Luckily, not that many parents thought to go early, so we got seats right up front. The boys were already inside the school, having driven separately to get there in time to sign in and line up. When I saw Coach Sylvester walk out of the school and up into the stands around the football field, I tried not to make eye contact, hoping she wasn't coming to talk to us. The last thing I needed was to hear that Kurt and Blaine were caught having sex while lining up for their high school graduation.
"Hummel!" I heard her shout. This wouldn't be good. I could already tell. I really thought they were smart enough to not get caught by Sue again.
"What seems to be the problem?" Carol asked sweetly.
"There seems to be some problem with your boys. The seniors all had to line up alphabetically, but Curls refuses to go up by the other A's, insisting his last name is now Hummel. Last I checked his name was still Anderson. Not that I acknowledge names anyway. And he is now throwing a hissy fit, as only a gay boy can do; shouting that he and Porcelain got married and he changed his name. Now, since gay marriage isn't even legal in Ohio, I'm going to need one of you to come inside and talk some sense into his gel infused brain." The coach said while managing to glare at us like we personally did something to offend her. After a minute of Carol and me looking at each other, trying not to laugh and decide who should tell her, I finally responded to the crazed cheerleading coach.
"Actually, his last name is in fact Hummel. The boys got married when they were in New York for glee club. And before you say anything else, it wasn't Schuester's fault, since I know this is exactly what you would think. The boys decided this by themselves, and after that cheerleading trip you took with them, you of all people should know that there is no keeping them apart. So why don't you go back inside an agree to let Blaine and Kurt walk next to each other before one of them really starts to freak out."
"Trust me, you do not want to see what happens with both of them are pissed off." Carol added.
Coach Sylvester turned around without saying anything and stomped back inside. About twenty minutes later, we saw a line of kids start marching out of the school heading for the football field where we were waiting. I couldn't pick the boys out yet, since everyone was wearing the same bright red cap and gown. I finally spotted Finn, since he stood out by being so tall, gangly and all around awkward. I then spotted Kurt and Blaine. They were right behind Finn, holding hands. I guess there was no one alphabetically between Hudson and Hummel. I knew it was them because there were no other boys holding hands. The line stopped before getting onto the field and the band started to play. The graduates walked onto the field and took their places on the bleachers that were set up in the middle of the field. Around the third speech, I lost interested and started looking around the stands to find the other parents that I recognized. I saw Mercedes' family, who I have known since the kids were in kindergarten. Mrs. Jones was friends with Elizabeth since they were both class moms and chaperones. Kurt and Mercedes had become fast friends, and then when Elizabeth died, Mrs. Jones was constantly over the house, looking after Kurt and myself, as well as bringing food. It took me a moment to realize that David Warbler was sitting with them, holding a bouquet of flowers that must have been for Mercedes. We currently had three bouquets of flowers under our seats, but none were from us. Finn had bought some for Rachel, but we needed to hold on to them until after the ceremony so he could give them to her. Kurt had given a set to Carol to hold for him to give Blaine afterwards, and Blaine had done the exact same thing for Kurt.
I continued to look through the stands, recognizing other glee club parents and occasionally waving to a few. Then I saw a man standing by the entrance gate that I vaguely recognized, but couldn't quite place. I looked back to the stands to see the boys. Someone was still talking, but it was quite boring, and all the kids in the stands were starting to goof around. There was a beach ball bouncing around, as well as a sex doll that someone had snuck in and blown up. I suspected Puck. I spotted Kurt and Blaine talking to Finn. Blaine looked away and made eye contact with someone by the entrance. I looked over and saw it was the man I saw before. I looked back to Blaine and saw he had turned white as a sheet and was shaking while Kurt wrapped him in his arms. It immediately clicked and I realized the man was Blaine's father. I stood up from my seat, handed Carol the camera and walked over to where Mr. Anderson was standing.
"What are you doing here?" I demanded, probably a little louder than I intended. A few other parents looked over to see what was going on. Before I knew what was happening, I had punched him in face and someone was dragging me back while holding my arms behind my back. I looked to see Mike Jones, Mercedes father, had dragged me off of Bill Anderson. A security guard came over just in time to escort Bill out. When he returned he came up to me and said Bill said I threw the first punch. I nodded my head, but knew I probably shouldn't have. Almost everyone in the stands had seen, so someone was sure to come forward if I didn't admit it.
"I'm going to have to ask you to leave sir." The security guard said. I stood there with my mouth hanging open, like a fish. I couldn't believe I was going to miss my kids' graduation. I dragged my feet walking out with the guard. I figured if I went slow enough down to the school, I could at least hear it over the P.A. system, but that didn't work.
About an hour later, the ceremony had let out and everyone came down to the school to pick me up. I felt like a little kid, sitting in the principal's office, waiting for a parent to pick them up. I saw Carol through the windows. She spoke with the security guard for a few minutes while the boys stood around talking. The guard finally motioned towards me, meaning that I was free to go. Instead of Carol, as I expected, Blaine walked into the office alone.
"So… nice shiner you've got started there. Trust me; it's going to be a good one. Those are his specialty." He said slowly. I reached up to touch my eye and realized that it was tender and a little painful. Up until now I had been so angry I didn't even notice that I was hit.
"I'm so sorry Blaine. I shouldn't have started anything." I started to say, but he cut me off by running over and hugging me. After a minute I could tell he was crying, so I just rubbed his back while he continued to cry.
"I'm sorry you had to miss the graduation because of me. You should have gotten to see Kurt and Finn graduate." Blaine said through tears.
"You have nothing to be sorry for. And I would have loved to see all three of you graduate, but that was something that needed to be done. I don't know what he was doing there, or how he even knew that the graduation was today. We never even told him what school you would be going to." I said to him.
"Dalton. He must have called Dalton and they would have said where I transferred to. But I don't know why he would even care enough to come. He said he didn't want to see me ever again. Why now?" He said, calmer now than he had been the past few minutes.
"You turn 18 in a few days, don't you?" I asked him. "Maybe he wanted to scare you away from collecting your inheritance. If you don't collect it, does it go back to him?"
"I think you're right. He wouldn't want me to collect it. If it was up to him, I would have been written out of the family estate completely, but he couldn't." Blaine said. He sat down and after a moment of silence, spoke again. "Thank you."
"You don't have to thank me. That's what fathers do. They protect their kids. Now, let's get out of here. I have a home movie to watch, and we have a party to get to!" I said, helping him off the couch. I wrapped my arm around his shoulders and walked out to meet the rest of the family who were diligently waiting in the hallway.
Later on that night, after watching the video Carol had taken, we headed over to the Berry's for a graduation party they were throwing for all the seniors in glee club (but mostly Rachel). We were going to throw a party for our boys, but with a big wedding reception coming we decided to hold off. The original plan was to go out to dinner, but then we were invited to the Berry's for the party.
The party started off nicely, with the kids goofing around in the backyard. Some were playing around with a football, others chasing one another with a hose or water balloons. Several girls and Kurt were sitting on the patio in lounge chairs, just talking. It was nice to see the kids enjoying themselves and acting like kids one more time before heading off to college. Meanwhile, the adults were all in the kitchen. Wine and beer was passed around to all the adults present, and the party quickly got into full swing. Puck and Blaine were in charge of the barbeque, first cooking some vegan veggie burgers for Rachel before breaking out the real food. Luckily the kids wanted to cook, because by the time the food was ready, most of the parents were at least tipsy, some more than others. We all sat outside to eat while the kids put on a few performances. It started with Rachel, who likes to serenade all guests to the house, but the other kids wouldn't go along with the Rachel Berry show and each took a turn at the karaoke machine that was set up outside with an elaborate system of extension cords and speakers. After about a dozen songs by different kids, the party started to wrap up and everyone started to get ready to leave. Luckily, everyone was there with their kids, because most of the parents had too much to drink to drive themselves home. Kurt drove Carol and I home, while Blaine drove Finn, since we had taken two cars to get there. I didn't remember much from the ride home, other that Carol and I sitting together in the back. The next morning I woke up a little hungover. I was a little surprised, since I didn't remember drinking all that much. Carol was still asleep, which was unusual, since she was usually up before me. But then again, she had a lot more to drink than me. Carol could really go through wine when she was with Leroy and Hiram.
I walked downstairs to find Kurt and Blaine making breakfast. I grabbed a cup of coffee and sat at the table, waiting for them to finish the pancakes since I was starving. Kurt dropped a plate in front of me without making eye contact then stormed back to the stove to flip the next batch. I ate my pancakes (which were delicious) in silence. Blaine was giggling a little, but clearly trying not to laugh. Kurt seemed a little pissed, but didn't say anything directly to me. After eat for a few minutes, Carol came down, grabbed a cup of coffee and sat next to me just in time to grab my fork and finish my last pancake. Kurt then dropped a plate in front of her and added another pancake to my plate, but was looking at us with a look of disgust.
"OK, Kurt. My head hurts too much to try and figure out why you are mad. Why don't you enlighten us?" I finally said, trying not to talk too loudly and cause my headache (or presumably, Carol's) to worsen. Blaine sat at the table with us with a large plate of pancakes while Kurt plopped into his seat with a bowl of cereal and some grapefruit.
"You have no idea how disgusted I am by you two. Do you remember anything that happened last night?" He said. I thought back to the party, having a lot to drink, listening to a lot of singing, then stumbling out to the car with Carol. Kurt drove us home, since neither of us was in any state to drive. The ride was a little foggy, but something was nagging me in the back of my mind.
"That was the most mortifying ride of my life. I can't believe you two!" Kurt shouted now. "You spent the first half of the ride home making out in the backseat. Very loudly I might add! Then you proceeded to discuss what you were going to do when you got home. It was not something you should ever discuss doing in front of your child. Then, by the time we got home, I opened the back door to get you out to find BOTH of you without shirts on!" As Kurt went on, I realized everything he was saying was true. I started to remember bits and pieces. I certainly remembered enough to know I should be very embarrassed right now. For once, while sitting around the kitchen table, Carol and I were bright red. Usually Kurt and Blaine were the ones to be embarrassed. Carol excused herself and ran up to our room. I was stuck sitting there with a glaring Kurt and Blaine who was slowly turning purple from trying to contain his laughter.
"Why don't we just pretend this never happened? I think after all the embarrassing things you two have been caught doing you could just let this one time slide. And can we please not mention this to Finn?" I pleaded.
"Mention what to me?" Finn asked from the doorway.
Oh boy, this probably wouldn't end well…
A/N: I hope you enjoy this chapter. I plan on finishing this story with either the wedding reception or moving to New York. There may be a sequel, I'm still undecided.
I tried to offset the drama in this chapter with a little awkward hilarity at the end, hopefully it balanced out and left you smiling