Sebastian returned ome a few days later to see Kurt sitting in the time-out chair. Knowing better than to acknowledge Kurt while he was being punished, he slipped into the dining room where Blaine was paying some bills.
"Hey Papa, wanna explain?" Sebastian asked, gesturing towards the living room.
Blaine sighed and it was obvious that he was trying to be the responsible parent and not laugh.
"You know Mrs. Sliverman?" He asked.
Sebastian nodded. "Floor above us? Has that cat that is allowed to roam the hallways?"
"Right, well, today I let Kurt fingerpaint." Blaine said slowly.
Sebastian hid a grin. Nothing ever came good out of Kurt with a few cups of paint.
"Well, I might have left the door to our apartment open while I was carrying some stuff down to my car and the cat slipped in." Blaine sighed.
"And?" Sebastian grinned.
"Twenty minutes later, I see that darn cat coming down the hall, white fur completely covered in primary colors." Blaine said.
Sebastian tried to hold back a laugh but failed.
"That cat brushes against everything! The walls, furniture, people." Blaine said, "And went balistic."
This time, Sebastian laughed openly.
"It's not funny, Sebastian! We were lucky that nobody found out about Kurt! They blamed it on one of the families living here." Blaine sighed.
"Don't you think you're being a little hard on him? You're the one who left the door open." Sebastian shrugged.
"He knows better than to paint cats, though." Blaine replied.
Sebastian grinned. "Did you take a picture of the cat?"
Blaine rolled his eyes and swatted Sebastian lightly on the arm. "I should put you in the time-out chair if you're not gonna take this seriously." He muttered.
"Relax, Blaine." Sebastian smiled. "Other than that, was he good today?"
Blaine nodded. "But it took me forty five minutes to change his diaper. He put up quite a fight."
Sebastian sighed. "He'll get used to it eventually."
"I hope." Blaine muttered. "It's Friday, pizza, Chinese, or Indian?" He asked.
"Get Chinese and some baby corn and egg drop soup for Kurt." Sebastian smiled.
The timer rang as Blaine went upstairs to order.
"Papa? Can I play now?" Kurt called from teh living room.
Sebastian grinned and walked in, scooping Kurt into his arms with a surprised squeal from the smaller boy.
"Daddy!" Kurt smiled.
"So you painted a cat, huh?" Sebastian asked.
Kurt nodded. "I thought she needed some color." He mumbled.
Sebastian chuckled. "I think you're right. Maybe you can do Mrs. Silverman next."