Sorry for my lack of posting. I've been stressing out over school, and I'm trying to get my French grade up. I'm very good at French, but I forgot to do an assignment and it kind of fudged up my grade, because it's the beginning of the trimester. Anyway, got it up to a B.. and working my way to an A. That's my pretext for not being able to update :p

Disclaimer: I don't own Glee.

Friendly reminder, these drabbles aren't in order of Juliet's age. So next chapter.. I could write one where Juliet is three. I've gotten a few prompts on here, and I'll get to them eventually. I'm trying to get on my game again so.. also, I'm hopelessly obsessed with the sims 3 XD

Juliet's first slumber party

"Okay," Kurt sighed, "I have your pajamas, stuffed animal, pillow and blanket, outfit for tomorrow, extra outfit in case you get that one dirty, and.. I packed a picture of daddy and I, just in case you miss us."

Juliet smiled, and jumped on her fluffy bed. Her curls bounced with her, and her cheeks were red with excitement. Her little legs moved rapidly, and she balled her fists together in joy.

It was Juliet's first slumber party, and the 5-year-old couldn't be more excited. It had taken some prompting to get her papa to agree; her daddy thought it was a great idea, but her papa tended to worry a lot.

"Little lamb, calm down." Kurt laughed. He grabbed a hold of her shoulders, and gently prompted her to sit down. He crawled on his knees, and sat next to Juliet on the bed. "Now, if you miss papa and daddy too much you can always call and papa will come and get you, okay?"

"It's just for a night, papa." Juliet giggled. She had heard her daddy repeat the words to Kurt many times before, and now it was her turn. She stood up once more and gently stroked her papa's hair. "I love you, papa."

Kurt smiled. "You are so much like your daddy sometimes it's crazy."

"The car is running you guys!" Blaine called from down stairs.

Kurt rolled his eyes, and swooped Juliet in his arms. He grabbed his daughter's small luggage case, and started his way down the stairs. Juliet giggled in delight and her papa swung her back and forth in his arms. "Don't have a conniption, Blaine!" He said jokingly.

Blaine stuck out his tongue and smiled at Juliet. Kurt sat her down, and stroked her hair gently.

"Are you ready?" Blaine asked his daughter.

"Yes, yes, yes!" She said happily.

"Papa, not so much." Kurt mumbled. He looked down at his nails, and silently prayed that Blaine didn't hear that. When he looked up, Blaine was staring at him. "What?" Kurt said innocently.

Blaine smiled at Juliet, and pulled Kurt in the other room.

"I thought we talked about this, sweetie." Blaine whispered.

"We did!" Kurt groaned. "I know we talked about it. But, Blaine, I just don't know if she's ready! She's only five and she just started school not that long ago. Not to mention, we don't know who were handing our daughter to! What if they're kidnappers, or homophobes that want to take our baby because they don't think we should be able to have-"

Blaine silenced Kurt, by placing his lips on Kurt's lips. He wrapped his arms around Kurt's waist, and pulled away when Kurt eased into it. Kurt was staring at him shocked.

"W-What was that for?" Kurt asked.

"You looked like you were going to cry." Blaine said sympathetically. He stroked his cheek, and leaned in close. "I've met the mother on more than one occasion, and she always asks how you're doing, and how absolutely kind you are."

Kurt sniffed, and nodded. He let out a watery laugh. "I guess.. wow, I'm pathetic."

"No, you're not." Blaine corrected. "You are total proof that two people of the same gender, can properly raise a child."

"So are you." Kurt whispered.

Blaine smiled and nodded. "So how about we get our daughter to her friend's house, and then we'll have the place all to ourselves. We can cuddle in bed all night, if you would like."

Kurt smirked, and the two walked back to the their daughter. Juliet looked like she was about to throw a fit. Her hands were on her hips and she was pouting at her finest.

"Are we ready, gentlemen?" Juliet emphasized gentlemen.

"So much sass." Blaine gasped.

Juliet giggled, but then she stopped suddenly. She looked down at her feet, and looked up at her father's through her thick eyelashes. "I know I'm a big girl, but can have your scarf or something.. so I can h-have you with me?"

Kurt smiled gently, and pulled the soft scarf from his neck. He gave it Juliet, and helped Blaine pull his bow tie from his shirt.

"Is that better?" Kurt asked.

"Much." Juliet smiled.

"Such a lovely home." Kurt commented, as he got out of the passenger seat.

He helped Juliet out of her seat, and grabbed her bag. Blaine led them to the front porch, and Kurt rang the doorbell. The three waited for someone to answer, and laughter could be heard from the other side of the door.

Suddenly, the door opened, and a middle-aged woman stood in the doorway. She had curly red hair, and a bright smile. The woman smiled at Kurt and Blaine, and then at Juliet.

"Hello, Juliet." She said sweetly. "The girls are just inside-"

"Juliet!" A high-pitched voice screamed happily. A little redhead girl turned the corner, and ran to Juliet. She grabbed her hand and pulled her away. "Come one let's play!"

"Bye, Juliet, we love you!" Kurt called. He watched his daughter be pulled away, and he pouted slightly when she was out of sight. He really wanted to wish her a goodbye.

"I'll take her bag." The woman smiled.

Kurt handed her the bag and suddenly pulled something out of his pocket. Blaine's eyes widened when he realized what it was; Kurt had brought Juliet's old inhaler and a list.

"Just some things to know.." Kurt smiled sweetly. "Okay, Juliet has asthma- well, she had asthma, but just in case it comes back.. I brought this." He handed her the inhaler. "Also, she's allergic to chocolate, she breaks out anytime she has it. But, I think she told you. She's also a bit lactose intolerant, so she can't have ice cream. Umm.. she has nightmares sometimes. If you have any history in homophobia, speak now. She's also terrified of the dark, and also if you could tell me about your criminal histo-"

Blaine stopped him there. He placed his hand over Kurt's mouth, and smiled awkwardly at the woman. "He's really new at this."

The woman smiled knowingly. "Don't worry Mr. Hummel-Anderson, I know how frighting this can be. My name is Catherine, I have no criminal history, I'm a Christian, and in no ways homophobic."

Kurt let out a breath of relief. "Perfect."

Blaine smiled at the woman. "Well, I'll be back to get her in the morning."

Blaine said goodbye to the woman, and pulled Kurt away before he could make the woman regret having Juliet stay over. "You are something else, sweetheart." He chuckled.

Juliet was having fun. She really was. She played games with all her friends, and they ate birthday cake. She was allowed to play upstairs while the other girls ate ice cream. They all played with barbie dolls, and baby dolls. Her friends even smiled when she decided to play her family in barbie form. She was having so much fun.

And then it was time to go to sleep.

The lights were off, except for a nightlight. Juliet sat up, and watched her friends sleep. She started getting this feeling in the pit of her stomach, and it hurt a lot. It wasn't a tummy ache, but she really missed her papa and daddy.

She looked at the clock, and her eyes filled up with tears when she realized it was only eleven. She quickly crawled over to her bag, and unzipped it slowly. She didn't want to wake her friends up.

She got out the picture of herself, papa, and daddy. They were at the park, and she was sitting on her papa's lap. His smile was big and bright, and he was leaning his head on her daddy's shoulder. Her daddy was laughing equally hard, and he was looking at her papa with so much love. She was staring at both of them, with ice cream on her face.

Her aunt Rachel had taken the picture.

She sighed and put it back in the bag. She pulled out her papa's scarf and her daddy's bow tie. She rubbed the soft scarf against her cheek, and sniffed it slightly. It smelled like strawberries, honey, laundry detergent, and like home. It was the smell of her papa. Her daddy's bow tie smelled like him. It smelled like raspberry hair gel, and lavender.

Juliet sniffed, and rubbed tears from her eyes. She wasn't ready to leave home yet. She missed her papa and daddy so much that it made her heart hurt. She let out a small whimper.

"Juliet?" A small voice whispered. "What's wrong?"

Juliet turned to her friend Ava. Tears were streaming down her face now, and she shook her head.

"I wanna go home." She sobbed.

Blaine rubbed Kurt's back. He was having a hard time sleeping, and Blaine knew why. He was having trouble sleeping as well. He really didn't like his daughter being away from him.

"I bet she's asleep Kurt.. she's probably-"

He was cut off with Kurt's cellphone ringing. Kurt jumped off the bed and hurried over to his phone. He pressed the talk button, and immediately put his phone to his ear.

"Hello?" He said quickly.

His face grew stressed, and Blaine sat up quickly. He nodded his head, and pointed to the car keys on the nightstand. Blaine responded by slipping his shirt on, and grabbing the car keys.

"Okay, yes, we'll be there soon. Thank you for calling." Kurt said. He hung up with the person and turned to Blaine. "Juliet wants to go home."

"I'm sorry, Mrs. Wilson, I'm sorry." Juliet sobbed. She wiped her eyes, and sat next to the lady on the couch. "I-I'm sorry.. I-I j-just really miss my d-daddy and p-papa."

Catherine gently stroked her back, and smiled slightly. "Hush, now. It's okay, Juliet. No one is mad at you, sweetheart. We all get homesick sometimes, and it's okay for you to miss your papa and daddy."

"I'm still a big girl?" Juliet whispered.

"Yes, you're a big girl." Catherine consoled.

The doorbell rang, and Catherine stood up and smiled at Juliet. She tightened her bathrobe and walked to the door. Juliet smiled when her papa's voice, and daddy's voice filled the house.

When she saw her papa and daddy in the hallway, she ran towards them as fast as she could. She threw herself in her daddy's arms and let out a happy sob. "I missed you so much!"

Kurt rubbed her back as Blaine gently soothed her. "It's okay, darling, we're here now."

"I'm never leaving you again, papa!" Juliet cried. "Not ever!"

Kurt laughed and kissed the top of her head.

Kurt and Blaine could both sleep better now.

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