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-JC
"Wow! Is it me or is Mr. A. a bit overzealous lately?" Alexis sat next to Calvin that morning, waiting for Sam to arrive when the director came in with a smile on his face. Sectionals was coming soon after Thanksgiving and they need be prepared, so glee club had been meeting everyday early in the morning.
"I dunno, but he does look happier."
A sudden hit of realization hit Alexis, her eyes bulged at the thought. "Ooh! You don't think he and Kurt-" She whispered in his ear.
Calvin's eyes grew as well. He couldn't believe that Alex would be saying these kinds of things to him, well actually it wasn't that hard to believe, but in the same room as the person she was talking about? Calvin pushed the girl away. "Alex! That's my brother! I don't want to think of him that way! Oh my God!" He loudly whispered at her, making sure that the adult in the room wouldn't hear.
"But when you think of it… It's kinda hot."
"Oh my- just stop talking Alex… please." The boy covered his ears and sang Lalala as Alexis kept on blabbering about how hot would it be to see Kurt and Mr. Anderson kiss.
"Ok guys! Sectionals is in two weeks! We need to start thinking of a set list! Any ideas?" Calvin sighed of relief as their director turned around, happy as ever, causing their whispered conversations to stop. It wasn't like he had any problems with Kurt and Mr. Anderson's relationship, in fact, he was kind of happy for both of them. He just didn't want to imagine all the details behind it.
A few suggestions went up in the air, most of them from recent recording artists and some from classic Broadway musicals.
Glee Club ended with the students fighting over which songs they should decide.
"Hey Blaine, what happened to you?" Karen asked, immediately grabbing Blaine's lunchbox from his hands and looking through it like no tomorrow.
"What do you mean?" Blaine replied, perky as ever.
"I mean you and all that joy!" She got out the pudding she always liked and placed it on the table. "It's been going on for days now, and frankly, I wanna know if Kurt's behind it."
"Yeah, well, I'm sorta meeting his parents." Karen squealed as he took his food back. "Honestly, I should be nervous, but I'm not! I have no idea why."
"Oh well, looky here, Mr. Blaine Anderson always so confident." Karen half mocked as she opened the container of pudding.
"Shut up," Blaine laughed a little, taking out the fried chicken he made the night before.
"Papa!" Alice welcomed Blaine into her arms as she raised her high in the air. His back failed a little bit, causing him to let the girl down immediately after picking her up. Alice was growing up. He smiled as he rubbed the top of her head, giving Kurt a small wave before the man went back inside the building.
"How was your day today Alice?" Blaine asked, opening the car door.
"It was fun! Mr. Hummel gave me some vege-tables for lunch today!" Blaine put on her seatbelt as she talked.
"Oh, was it good?" Alice nodded her head vigorously. "Did you thank him."
"Yes, papa." Blaine closed the back seat door and climbed into the driver's seat.
Her eyes grew at the sudden realization of something else they did that day "Ooh! We had art today too! Papa! Look what I made!" The girl looked through her backpack, taking out a couple of her folders and then her daily planner as Blaine turned the car on.
When she finally found the folder she was looking for, she raised a colored drawing in her hands.
Blaine looked at the picture and couldn't help but smile.
"Look! This is you," Alice pointed over to the drawing of a man with curly hair and a smile on its face, "this is me," she pointed over to the middle of the picture at the drawing of a little girl with long curly hair, holding on to two hands, "and this is Kurtie!" She finally pointed over to the last figure on the drawing. A man with light brown hair and a smiley face as well.
"It's like what you said papa! Teachers are like our second mama and papa!" She slightly bounced in her booster seat at the back of the car. "so I drew us! Do you like it?"
Another smile crept up Blaine's face as he saw how proud his daughter was of her drawing. It was crude, the colors were out of place and it couldn't be even more adorable. "Of course Alice, I love it." Blaine reached in and gave her a tiny kiss to the forehead. The drive home was filled with humming from the backseat, Alice waving her feet to the unknown melody.
They entered their apartment, Alice taking off her jacket and laying it down on the couch. Blaine turned to her with a smile. "Okay Alice, in honor of your marvelous drawing." Her eyes glowed with excitement. "Guess where it goes." Blaine leaned down to reach her eye level.
"The refrigerator?" She took the bag off her shoulders and searched for the said drawing. Alice held it in front of her, waiting for her father's reply.
"The refrigerator." Blaine repeated, placing a small heart-shaped magnet on top of her drawing, next to other achievements Alice made throughout the year. On it was the perfect score she got a couple of days ago, and a flower she drew from long ago.
She jumped around in excitement, her dark brown hair bouncing as well.
"Ok, now, it's homework time."
"Yes papa." Alice took out the two folders that held her homework from her bag and immediately worked on it.
Blaine left her alone for a while, applying his mind to his teacher duties while at home. Also, he had to think of a set list and how they were going to win sectionals this year. Choreography was still important and the fact that they still had nothing was driving him somewhat crazy.
A calming thought entered his head. At least it's Tuesday. In two days, it'll just be fun with Kurt and his family. With that thought in mind, he shuffled off with energy matching his daughter's and worked on correcting tests.
As soon as Blaine gave her a go, Alice ran for her room, dropping her bag on the living room couch in the process. Blaine took hold of her bag and immediately placed it where it was supposed to go. He also took her jacket and placed it neatly on a hanger and inside the closet in her room.
Blaine noticed her in the corner, looking for something, moving multiple objects out of view so that she can look further. "What is it Alice? What are you looking for?"
"My dolls papa! I can't find them!" She continuously searched, now moving towards her toy chest near her bed.
"Which ones?" Blaine started looking around as well, looking through the closet and some of the boxes in her room.
"My special ones!" Blaine didn't really know which dolls she was talking about, the girl had many stuffed toys and dolls that her grandparents gave her, so, it could be any one of them.
From the other room, his phone rang. He reluctantly gave up the search to go and answer the ringing phone.
"Hello?" Blaine answered, forgetting to look at the caller ID, too focused on his daughter.
"What's wrong?" Kurt asked from the other line.
"Oh! Hi Kurt, sorry, I didn't know it was you." Blaine leaned on the counter.
"You're still not answering." Blaine could see Kurt's raised eyebrow behind the phone. "Can I help?"
"Oh, uhm it's nothing… Alice is just having trouble looking for her dolls." He rubbed the back of his neck, as if it made a difference. Kurt couldn't see him at all and yet he felt uncomfortable.
"Papa! I can't find them!" Alice's yell was so loud, it could be heard even through Kurt's end of the phone.
"Wow, sounds serious. Hang on a minute." And that's what Blaine did; He kept the phone in his ear as he ventured forth for Alice's bedroom, which was now a chaotic version of its former self.
"Alice! What the?" Blaine somewhat whispered out of shock. The toy chest was now empty, all its contents on the floor, much like her bedspread. All her shelves were also emptied as was the bottom half of her closet.
"Whoa…" Someone said from behind Blaine. He turned around to see Kurt with his hand on top of his mouth and blue eyes wide in surprise as well. "It did sound serious then. Hey Blaine."
"Kurtie!" Alice yelled jumping up from where she sat - on top of what was supposed to be her pillow- and attacked Kurt with a one armed hug.
"Hello sweetie!" Kurt kissed her forehead.
"I missed you." Kurt giggled at the girl's statement, looking at Blaine with a smile.
He bent down so that she could be at eye level with her as Blaine went ahead and started cleaning up Alice's mess. "You missed me? But you just saw me at school two hours ago."
"No, that was Mr. Hummel! You're Kurtie. I like Kurtie better because he's not so bossy."
"Okay now, my multiple personalities aside, why don't we help your papa, clean up this mess okay?" Kurt took hold of Alice's hand and led her inside the room. Blaine already had the bed perfectly made, but the numerous toys and clothing were still on the floor. God only knows how much mess one child could make in less than one second.
Kurt handled the clothes, mainly because he could fold them with complete ease and efficiently. Blaine helped Alice put back the toys in the toy chest and the other stuff to where they were supposed to go.
Due to habit, Kurt looked under the bed for more items to clean up. He saw the most horrifying thin in his life, ever. Dust bunnies and multiple candy wrappers filled the underside of the bed. "Oh my God! Ew!" Kurt yelled out as he exited the kid's room.
A few seconds later, he returned with a vacuum in hand. "Seriously Blaine, do you ever check under your kid's bed? It's like Calvin's room under there!" Swiftly but surely, Kurt vacuumed up all the dirt from under her bed, to find the two dolls she was looking for.
"Oh! Are these the dolls?" Kurt held them up, causing the little girl to perk up and grab them.
"Yay! Kurtie found them!" She hugged the two toys tightly. "Look! this is papa," She gave her the doll with plastic painted hair, it really looked like Blaine, "And this is you!" She gave him the doll with realistic brown hair, clothed in a tiny button up shirt and jacket, something he remembered wearing one day in class.
"Yeah, those are her favorites." Blaine said from the background, wrapping his arm around Kurt's shoulder.
So, if you didn't guess, these happened two days prior to Thanksgiving. The next chapter will encompass Blaine's day right before, so wait for that.
Oh and anyone here know what Shimeji's are? they're like tiny little playmates on the screen, and I have the Blaine and Kurt ones! they're so cute! If you guys don't know what I'm talking about, go to my tumblr, I posted a pic and links to download!
jayceebanner is my account n_n
See you's later!