Guys, PLEASE FORGIVE ME .

I'm such a bad person. Summer just got too busy... AND I tried to write but just couldn't think of ANYTHING! AAARRRGGGGHHHHHHHH!

Anywhooo, I'll be posting much more frequently once summer is over because I need something to distract from homework :P

In her mind, Sue had it figured out perfectly- She already knew that Kurt had been on the Cheerios before, and with proper training could be a valuable asset. She would simply take Kurt from the others and raise him, feeding him only protein shakes and training him only to cheer. He would be their star...

Sue was pulled out of her thought by a voice, that she saw belonged to a hobbit with hair that looked practically flammable.

"Coach Sylvester?" Blaine was saying, "you haven't said anything for five minutes... Are you okay?"

"Of course I'm okay." Sue shot back, "Now, if you don't mind, I need to borrow porcelain." She gestured to Kurt, who waved up at her innocently.

"Um... no." Blaine said, grabbing Kurt's hand protectively, "You can't 'borrow' Kurt."

This was not something Sue had been expecting... usually people were so intimidated by her very presence that when she asked for something she got it. She glared at Blaine and said "I don't trust you with one of my students. Your hair is a hazard to his health. I'm sure that the fumes it's giving off are poisonous, especially to someone so young." Blaine reached up and self-consiously felt his hair as Sue continued. "Plus, you're not nearly old enough to be a parental figure. What are you, 12?" She quipped.

"I'm 17!" Blaine exclaimed, setting his jaw, "And we're working on getting Kurt back to normal as we speak."

"And why are you doing that," Sue asked, "When he is so much more useful like this?"

"Useful?" Mercedes butted in, "We're not going to let you use Kurt Miss Sylvester."

Sue turned from Mercedes back to Blaine, "This isn't a fair fight, I'm outnumbered." She told him.

"Who said we were fighting?" Blaine asked angrily, "I just thought you were trying to take Kurt."

Sue Sylvester knew when she was beat. Glowering, she turned away and stalked off in the opposite direction. Blaine shook his head as he watched her go.

"What's wrong with her?" He asked the girls.

"No one really knows," Rachel replied, "We all just assume she's clinically insane. At least I do."

"What's cwinicwy in...insayn mean?" Kurt asked, trying to pronounce the words correctly and failing.

"It means she's screwy in the head." Wes supplied, and Kurt nodded in a way that made him seem much more mature than his age. Blaine chuckled loudly at this realization, and was given a few odd looks. "What's so funny, Blaine?" Wes asked, to which Blaine replied, "Oh nothing. Just thought of something funny."

"You've got issues. Maybe you're the clinically insane one." David added lazily, still watching the group of girls who were now giggling over the cute latte boy in the Starbucks they were sitting in front of.*

While this exchange was taking place, Kurt's attention was drawn to a store across from them. Inside it there were aisles upon aisles of toys and stuffed animals, a heaven for any small child. Kurt's eyes widened as he stared at the place and began to shove Blaine's shoulder rapidly "Bwaine! Bwaine, Bwaine!" He cried, pointing at the store.

"What?" Blaine said, trying not to sound irritated.

"Bwaine, wook!" Kurt said, pointing once again at the toy store.

Blaine laughed, "Want to go and have a look around buddy?" He asked.

Kurt nodded vigorously. The two of them, followed by the glee girls, headed to the toy store where Kurt promptly began darting about, dragging Blaine with him. He pointed out some Power Rangers, stuffed animals, tiaras and cans full of glitter, all of which Blaine happily bought him. Rachel pitched in as well, buying Kurt a miniature microphone which she covered in gold star stickers.

"You're spoiling him rotten," Mercedes laughed as Blaine payed another $20 for a stupid toy that Kurt just had to have, "He doesn't need all this!"

"Oh, I don't mind!" Blaine exclaimed, "Look at how happy he looks, it's adorable!"

Mercedes quirked an eyebrow and chuckled, telling Blaine "Boy, you got it baaad. Just wait until he's normal size again!"

"Mercedes, that's just weird." Blaine said, "I'm just being a good friend. Things are going to be exactly the same when he's back to normal."

"Suuure." Mercedes replied, rolling her eyes and walking away before Blaine could defend himself.

Later that night, Blaine put Kurt to bed and laid down in his comfy chair. He sighed and closed his eyes, replaying everything of the day in his head like he always did - it was why he had so much trouble getting to sleep. He was always overthinking unimportant little details. The first time he had met Kurt he had watched it over and over in his head until it was nearly 2:00 in the morning. He'd been a wreck the next day at school, but he didn't mind especially.

Now Blaine couldn't stop think over what Mercedes had said... He didn't like Kurt. Of course he didn't. Sure, Kurt was awesome and he was a great friend, but Blaine didn't like him like that. Did he? Blaine shook his head and tried to clear his mind, focusing instead on his breathing. After lots of mulling, Blaine still had no idea what he thought, especially about Kurt, but he did feel a little better after sorting it all out. Eventually, he did fall asleep.