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Another idea from Olivia Marie 20. Thank you, for your very nice ideas :)

Okay, so this is about Juliet's first laugh; I was going to make it longer, but I can't really find another little story line to add to it. So this is quite literally "a drabble"

It wasn't a secret that Rachel and Kurt competed in everything; Blaine also had quite a bit of competition with her, but not as much as Kurt did.

That being said, Kurt liked it when he did things- well, better than Rachel did. He loved giving her makeovers in their teen years, and he loved helping her shop for clothes. It was only natural that Juliet carried his personal job by competing with Rachel's son, Fyero.

Rachel had Fyero a few weeks after Christmas. He was a few weeks younger than Juliet, and he was really adorable. Rachel texted Kurt every day with new updates about her adventures as a new mother. You would think that Fyero would mature a bit slower than Juliet, but apparently that wasn't the case.

Kurt slipped his phone in his pocket and sighed. He slipped his grocery bags up his arm more and walked in the house. He automatically smiled when he smelt the lovely aroma in the house.

"Honey?" Blaine called.

Kurt walked in the kitchen and set the bags on the table. Blaine backed away from the stove and wrapped his arms around his husband. He pressed a kiss on his lips, and rubbed his side.

"What are you making?" Kurt asked. He looked away from Blaine and examined the interesting concoction that was on the stove. "What is it?"

Blaine blushed and ran his hand through his un-gelled hair (which Kurt loved). He bit his lip and shrugged. "I- uh- wanted to try something new? Anyway.. it's just my lunch, and I trust you will make something better tonight, honey."

"Of course." Kurt nodded. He retrieved his cell phone from his pocket, and stared down at the screen. He sighed and shook his head.

"What's wrong?" Blaine asked.

"You want to know what Fyero did today, Blaine?" He pouted. "Fyero laughed today, he laughed! A baby's first entrance into social communication!"

Blaine laughed and shook his head. "C'mon, baby. That really isn't a big deal."

"It is when Fyero is like.. 2 weeks younger than Juliet." Kurt added. "I think it's because I'm such a stick in the mud, you know? I'm with her all of the time and I'm so boring, maybe you should spend more time with her."

"You're not boring!" Blaine chuckled. He kissed Kurt's forehead. "She'll laugh, okay? Just give her some time."

Kurt looked away, but gently nodded his head.

They tried so hard to make Juliet laugh, too. They watched cartoons with her, sang to her, and made silly faces with her. Kurt and Blaine tried every day to get her to laugh.

Kurt even made himself look like a complete idiot. He went out of his normal, serious manner, and acted silly in the grocery store. He started taking Juliet with him to grocery store. He put lettuce in front of him, and made funny faces. He even sang silly songs with her in the middle of the aisles.

Yeah, he was pretty embarrassing. But, alas, Juliet still hadn't even giggled. It was starting to get stressful for Kurt, and he knew it really shouldn't have been; it was stressful for Blaine too, but he just passed it off as she'll do it eventually.

Juliet now sat in her walker. Kurt was on his knees in front of her. He happily put his hands in front of his face, and prayed his daughter at least smiled.

"Julie, where's papa?" He cooed. He pulled his hands away from his face and smiled so wide, it covered most of his face. "I'm right here."

Kurt sighed as Juliet stared blankly at him. Her large brown eyes stared into his blue ones, and she let out a small yawn after a short while.

"Come on, Julie.. that's brutal." He mumbled.

Blaine walked in later, he set a tray of cookies in front of Kurt. Kurt stared at them blankly and looked up at Blaine. He mumbled a thank you and took a cookie from the tray.

"Your blank stare resembles your daughter's face right now." Blaine chuckled. He was hoping to see at least a glimmer of a smile from Kurt. "Come one, sweetie. This isn't bothering you that bad, is it?"

"Our daughter is more bland than Kristin Stewart in Twilight!" Kurt snapped. He pouted and crossed his arms once again. "You know, before she found happiness or whatever.'

"Our daughter," he placed a hand on Kurt's shoulder, "is 4 months old."

Kurt tugged at his bangs. They were laying lifelessly on his forehead; he had rubbed his bangs across his forehead in aggravation, trying to get his daughter to laugh. He grabbed a cookie from the plate and started nibbling on it.

"Anyway your competition with Rachel is getting-" Blaine wasn't watching where he was going, and Kurt watched as he stubbed his toe on the side of the sofa.

Kurt spit out bits of his cookie, and he laughed loudly. Blaine grabbed a hold of his foot and started letting out a groan of pain.

"HOLY SHIT, SON OF A BITCH!" He yelled loudly. He was holding on to his foot and jumping up and down, and Kurt could have sworn he was going to cry.

He would have yelled at Blaine because of his terrible language, in front of their daughter. He didn't though, because he heard a little giggle coming from beside him.

He looked at Juliet. Her eyes were alight with happiness, and she was once again looking at her papa. This time, though, she was letting out small giggles of gleefulness .

"Your first laugh!" Kurt giggled happily. He stood up and pulled the baby out of her walker. He held her close and kissed the top of her head. "Your first laugh, oh my goodness. Can you believe it Blaine?"

"What about my toe?" Blaine gasped.

"Oh, go put ice on it." Kurt waved him off. His gaze was set on the little baby in his arms. "You're a big baby Blaine, honestly."

Blaine scrunched his nose and stuck out his tongue. He started hopping in the kitchen, mumbling profanities. Kurt looked at him and smiled.

"You should dress up as the Easter bunny this year!" Kurt called.

Blaine came back shortly with an ice pack in his hand. He seemed to forget all about the ordeal, and he walked over to his daughter and his husband. He wrapped an arm around Kurt's shoulder and looked at Kurt.

"She laughed." Blaine stated.

Kurt nodded, "all because you stubbed your toe and screamed." He stared thoughtfully at his daughter, and then looked over at Blaine frantically. "You don't think she'll grow up to be a sadistic person, do you?"

Blaine chuckled and kissed Kurt's cheek. He shook his head and stared at Kurt; he had the same look he always had when looking at Kurt; as if he were a dream. "No, I think she laughed because you laughed when I stubbed my toe. It was the first time she actually saw you laugh.. like a legit laugh."

Kurt nodded and kissed his daughter once more. She was staring between her papa and daddy. Her eyes were wide, and her mouth was shaped as an o.

"I mean, you are a stick in the mud sometimes." Blaine added.

Kurt huffed and punched Blaine in the arm playfully. Blaine gasped and rubbed his bicep; he furrowed his eyebrows and pouted a bit. "Ow." He whined.

Juliet let out another small giggle when her daddy whined. Her papa and daddy stopped talking and looked at each other once again.

"Or maybe she has a bit of sadistic behavior deep down." Blaine shrugged.

Please review :p

Anyway, thank you for the idea. I appreciate it.

My next chapter will be one of my own ideas :)

Sorry if I offended you with my Kristin Stewart comment; I used to be quite a big fan, and I'm not a hater by any means. I just thought it'd be funny.