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Chapter nine!, yay!

The Andersons are back!

Enjoy, and anything related to any other people's work isn't mine.

Its rightfully theirs and I wouldn't even dare take credit

Anywho... enjoy! n_n

-JC

"Here we are." Blaine and Alice had just moved to a brand new home. He really should have moved long time ago since Julia started acting out but he didn't. He held on to the hope that his wife, well, ex-wife, would get a job to support him in at least paying for the bare necessities, but she hadn't. The divorce was finally over with and he had gotten full custody on Alice, considering he was the one with the job and that he was not an alcoholic. Julia wasn't too happy about the court's decision. She pointed out that Blaine would simply spoil the child, angrily shouting myriad nonsensical reasons to the judge. In the end, Blaine still won full custody.

"Papa where's my room?" Alice asked, her small suitcase full of toys in tow. The apartment had already been set up with their furniture before they officially moved in, thanks to Blaine's friends, some had to be sold due to the downsizing, but it all worked out.

"There honey." Blaine pointed to one of the doors in the living room. Alice quickly ran towards it, dropping her bag. It was at that moment that Blaine noticed that her bag was open, and out of it poked that doll. That little brown haired pale faced beautifully made doll. He stared at it with gentle eyes. He didn't know how long, nor did he care, but as soon as Alice picked up her bag and pulled it into her room, Blaine finally noticed and he wasn't particularly happy about it.

Kurt is a man, a male, and so was he. He couldn't possibly be falling for his kid's teacher and his student's- well, Calvin technically wasn't his student. He was only directing his glee club. It was at that moment Blaine noticed something. He was making excuses to himself! Why would he justify that Calvin wasn't technically his student? He sat down on a chair in the dining room and covered his face. This couldn't be happening. Was he falling in love? His wife just left him three weeks ago and he'd just settled the divorce last week, how could this be happening? No, he wouldn't say it. He wouldn't say that he was falling in-

"Papa? What's wrong?"

"Nothing Alice." He stood up from the seat and knelt down to face his daughter. "Go play in your new room okay? Papa's gonna cook right now." The little girl pranced back into her room, but soon came back with two dolls.

"Papa look!" Blaine turned around, putting something in the microwave and holding a plate of rice in his left hand. He approached the girl in the middle of the living room. The girl held up two dolls, holding them by their legs, one in her right hand and one in her left. "This one is you and this one is Mr. Hummel!" Blaine looked at the two dolls, and he noticed both of them. Alice had dressed his doll persona in casual clothing that looked like his own. "Here papa!" Alice held the two dolls in front of Blaine, urging him to take it. With no place to put the plate of rice, he held the two dolls in his left hand. "You and Mr. Hummel are the best teachers ever!" Suddenly, the microwave exploded with a bang, he dropped the plate of rice and rushed over to the microwave. The tinfoil wrapped pizza for Alice was on flames! he opened the microwave and promptly took out the hot food, putting it on the counter.

Alice fled from the loud sparking that came from the appliance. He shouldn't have done that. He should have paid attention, but he couldn't. Too many distractions that he didn't notice that he forgot to unwrap the tinfoil. He rubbed his forehead, trying to soothe it. This was not the best way to welcome a new home. "Alice, do you want dinner?" The girl poked her head out of her room, nodding lightly with a slight grimace on her face. Blaine checked if the pizza was still fine. He opened the crisp tinfoil to see that it was still edible. Only the surface had burned with the aluminum, but overall it was fine. Carefully picking out the pieces of silver from it, he put it back in the microwave.

"Here you go." Blaine handed the girl her pizza, the girl seriously had a small palette. He also gave her back the dolls that he placed on the table after the explosion.

He lied on his bed, thinking about how easy life was going to be right now. He didn't have to worry about Julia's constant complaining and drunkenness over the night, nor did he really want to care anymore. It was Julia's decision to leave, but he didn't really falter one bit. For some reason, it came easy. Also, his angel was with him. Little Alice.

The sound of his alarm never felt so soothing, probably because it never did, but now, it sounded heavenly. He instantly went over to Alice's room to see the girl sleeping peacefully. It broke his heart that he would have to ruin this little moment, but he had to. The little girl had school today and they were a little bit further from the schools they went to than before.

"Alice honey, wake up." He said, slightly nudging the girl. "Alice, Alice. Wake up honey."

"Papa! It's you! Where's your ears?"

"They're right here honey." Blaine said, pointing at his ears.

"No! Those aren't your ears, your ears were long and white!"

"That was just a dream Alice, now come on, time for school."

Blaine dropped off Alice at Staton, watching his little girl mingle with other girls her age as they stood in line, waiting for them to be let in the building. One by one the teachers came out of the door, urging their students to come in with them. It took a moment, but when he saw Alice and her classmates moving towards the door, his gaze pointed at it. There, standing by the door, waving his hand at the little kids was Kurt Hummel. He held the door with his hand, patting the little kids' heads as they went in. As soon as Alice went in, he felt his heart flutter. When all his kids were inside, Kurt glanced up, waved at Blaine and closed the door.

Thanks for readin! Talk to ya guys soon!

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