Prompt: Erika Hernandez - "I don't know how you survived all these years without me." - 'Enterprise'
Slipping on the dress shirt, I started buttoning it up my fingers shaking with nerves. I had two boys competing tonight and as much as I wanted them both to win, I knew that wasn't going to happen. How did we celebrate one son's victory when it meant the other one had lost? It was a predicament that I had never imagined I would find myself in. Somehow I didn't think tonight would end on a happy note.
"Great now I'm thinking in musical puns," I muttered under my breath as I fought with a stubborn button that didn't want to go through the hole.
"What was that?" Carole asked from where she was sitting putting on makeup.
"Nothing," I told her as the button came off in my hand. "Just great. I'll have to find another shirt," I said, throwing my hands up in frustration.
I could sense Carole watching me as I unbuttoned the shirt, took it off, and went to my closet pulling out another shirt. As frustrated as I was the buttons still didn't want to cooperate.
"Here let me," Carole said, getting to her feet and crossing over to me. I dropped my arms to my side as she deftly started to put the buttons through the holes. "What's with you anyway? You would think you're getting up and singing tonight."
"Either Finn or Kurt is losing tonight, you do realize that, right? One of them is coming home upset."
"You forgot the other possibility."
"Which is?"
"Neither of their teams win."
"Great, something else to worry about," I muttered.
"You don't have to worry, just go and support them both. We'll deal with the fallout afterwards," Carole told me. "There you go," she said, finishing the task and patting the last button she pulled through its hole. "How did you ever get dressed before I came along?" she teased.
"I've got a son who is into fashion and can sew," I teased back, thinking of all the times Kurt had picked out my wardrobe or tied my ties over the year.
"Good point," Carole replied, turning to grab her purse from the bed. "Are you ready?" she asked.
"Ready as I'll ever be," I replied, looping my arm through hers and heading out of the bedroom.