"I can have more than one?" Kurt asked.
"Yes" Burt nodded his head before adjusting the mirror so he could see his son's face. Kurt was smiling, that was what he liked to see, Kurt smiling and laughing. Elizabeth told him Kurt had him wrapped around his little finger.
"I love you" Kurt squealed. His son was adorable and perfect, too perfect for some snot nosed kid to feel he has a chance. No one was ever going to touch his perfect baby.
They drove to the toy store and parked in an empty spot by the eentrance Burt came down and unbuckled the safety seat that held Kurt in place. Kurt smiled and stretched out his hands for his daddy to carry him. Usually Elizabeth did not allow Burt carry Kurt everywhere, she'd say that kurt had legs and should use them.
Burt lifted Kurt out and shut the doorbof the car before using a key to lock the door. Kurt held unto his daddy tightly. Burt head Elizabeth's voice inbhis head as soon as he stepped into the toy shop. He could hear her time old arguement that Kurt had enough toys and Burt was trying to spoil him but Burt couldn't care less if it mean seeing Kurt's face brighten up.
"Daddy, teddy" Kurt pointed to a bear with a bow tie that was twice his size. Burt laughed nervously Lizzy would kill him if he bought Kurt that. Kurt had atleast ten stuffed bears, Lizzy had told him enough was enough.
"Bud didn't you say you wanted Barbie?" Burt asked. Kurt nodded his head before looking around, Not seeing themnin view Burt approached the store clerk. An old man dreased in a button up shirt, suspenders and black pants. He had a news paper in hand and his eyes squinted as he read through his thick glasses.
"Its one thing to buy your son girl toys, its another to dress him like an actual girl Burt" the aging toy owner commented. Burt grit his teeth but said nothing. "What can I do for you today?" If Lima had another toy store, Burt would never come here again.
"Need Barbie" Kurt spoke, it was weird because Kurt was always shy. He didn't speak to strangers, the Toy store owner rose a brow.
"I didn't even know your kid could talk, you have been coming here 3 years and he never said a word to anyone but you" the aging man comented before leaving his post to lead Burt to the barbie section.
Burt set Kurt down so he could look at the toys, Kurt ran to Barbie dress in a prom dress and carried it over to Burt , Burt checked the price and nodded his head before handing it back to Kurt. "Kurt you could have this one, this one comes with a purse" the store owner smiled. He handed it to Kurt who immediately dropped the old one he held and handed it to Burt who checked the price.
"Ten dollars extra for the same doll with a bag smaller than my thumb!" Burt glared at the owner who gave an innocent smile.
"Whats ten dollars compared to our children's happiness?" The man asked. Burt grit his teeth but the wide smile on Kurt's face stopped him from saying more.
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Kurt smiled as he held his barbie prom edition in hand as he placed her beside Madonna the bear at his tea party table. Kurt heard a knock, he subconciously rose a hand to move his bangs away from his face and looked up from his sit with his dolls. His Daddy stood there looking at him, Kurt smiled up at the man.
"You can sit beside Barbie and we can have tea." Kurt watched as the man sat in the chair that seemed too small from him.
"Buddy where did you get cookies from? Mommy said no cookies before Dinner" Burt asked. Kurt looked scared for a moment.
"Don't tell mommy she will spank me" Kurt pleaded with his Dad. Burt sighed and took the two cookies on the plate, he was not going to tell Lizzy but he could not let the cookies spoil Kurt's dinner or let him assume its alright to disobey his mother.
When Burt came back he found his son in tears big blue eyes full of fear, Kurt was waiting for Elizabeth to spank him for stealing the two cookies. His lips wavered about to let out a sob, Burt could help the ache in his chest. He hated seeing Kurt cry, he liked his baby happy and if that mean he was wrapped around Kurt's middle finger so fuck what.
"Stop with the water works I didn't tell your mother but next time I will. When your mother talks you listen." Burt finished. Kurt nodded his head quickly and ran to hug his dad's leg as he cried, Burt sighed. Thankful he didn't have to be the strict parent, the very thought of spanking Kurt made his stomach twist uncomfortably and made him sad. Still he didn't want Kurt turning out spoilt and bratty.
Burt never wanted his baby to ever grow up, he never wanted his innocent bundle of joy to change to a moody teen so focused on being independent and away from their parents. Burt lifted Kurt into hisbarms and held him close, Kurt wrapped his arms around Burt's neck and burried his face into it. "I am sorry daddy"
"Its okay buddy" Burt assured.
"Dinner is ready and Burt he can walk, he has legs. Let him walk down the stairs to the dining room by himself, you cannot carry him everywhere. Please, I really don't want him to be too dependent on you" Elizabeth had long brown hair in perfect waves with big blue eyes. Kurt pulled away and Burt set him down, he ran to put his toy back into the box like his mom made him do before dinner.
"Those parenting books are a load of-" Burt began but was cut off.
"Burt!" Elizabeth snapped. "You think I don't want to wrap him in bubble wrap and keep him away from the world? I do. I just can't because he needs to learn to do things himself." Elizabeth said calmly.
"School was a bad idea" Burt complained as he headed to the dining room, Lizzy followed with a raised brow.
"Why?" Lizzy asked.
"Some punk kid was trying to get Kurt's attention" Burt frowned, "I could murder the kid"
"Really? I clearly remember you pushing me down and pouring paint on me many many times. Lets not forget the skirt flipping, this is indeed pot calling the kettle" Lizzy smirked when Burt's face turned red.
"I-" Burt began.
"They are kids Burt, its how they show affection and Kurt is really cute its only natural someone else will notice" Lizzy smiled. Could anyone sue him if he didn't want anyone else to notice?
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Kurt watched Santana, Lucy and Brittany jump rope and play a games on the squares drawn on the ground with chalk. Kurt watched his friends from the sidelines because he didnt want to skip or play chalk games.
Kurt almost jumped when he heard a familar voice behind him. He turned his head quickly to see who stood behind him.
"Hi" Blaine said happily waving his dirty hands before Kurt's face, a smile lit his face, he apprached Kurt. Kurt moved away with a frown on his face he didn't want Blake around him.
"Leave me alone" Kurt said before turning around to leave.
"I am really sorry" Blaine said nervously, he fridgeted under Kurt's gaze. With a sigh Kurt nodded his head, he forgave Blaine but Blaine was still dirty and smelly and icky.
"Fine I forgive you but you can't put paint in my hair ever again" Kurt replied. Blaine smiled about to reply when a tan skinned boy with black hair dressed in a red shirt and shorts pointed at Blaine.
"Blaine's got a girlfriend, Blaine's got a girlfriend" the boy teased.
"I do not Noah!" Blaine's face was red.
"Oh? So Kurt isn't your girlfriend. I bet you have cooties now!" With a stuck out tongue from Noah tears began to fall from Blaine's eyes. He pushed Kurt down before running away, Kurt fell into the sand box, his clothes were dirty and full of sand. He began crying loudly, the Noah Kid approached him with a frown on his face. "Stop crying" It only served to make Kurt cry louder, "Girls are such cry babies!" Noah grumbled under his breath before extending his hand to Kurt to pull him out of the sand pit.
"I am not a girl!" Kurt said between sobs. "You poppyhead"
"The teacher said you are" Noah said as he grabbed Kurt's hand to lift him out of the sand. Kurt let Noah lead him back to the class, he held Kurt's hand with red stained cheeks.
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In actual fact Puck saw Kurt first, he saw Kurt yesterday as his dad carried him to class, he was on his way to the bathroom. He liked the way Kurt looked but it was not like he liked a girl, that was just icky.
His way may be mean but he was not going to let the Ander kid be Kurt's friend. Kurt was going to be his friend, his only boy friend and he would push anyone down if they ever said he liked Kurt which was just gross because Kurt is a girl.
Noah had never held a girl's so when holding hands with Kurt was a bit different than expected. His hands were soft and even when he cried he looked pretty but Noah didn't like Kurt that way because when you do you get cooties. He also didn't like Kurt crying.
His hands were sweaty as he lead Kurt to a seat and gave him the juice box he was saving for after school. Kurt took the juice and the tears stopped, he looked at Noah with his big blue eyes.
"You should not be friends with Blaine, he picks his nose when no one is looking" Noah lied easily. Kurt said nothing before he started drinking the juice box through the straw, Kurt stared at him. Noah felt nervous and weird, unsure of what he felt he ran to get his worn action figure and gave it to Kurt who frowned but said nothing.
"I want my Barbie" Kurt spoke after a few seconds, he pointed to his princess decorated bag on the shelf where he had kept her. Noah nodded and retrieved it, Kurt smiled, Noah wasn't sure why his heart sped up so he ran away leaving Kurt confused on what had happened.
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Kurt stare at the back chair that separated him from his daddy, Burt sighed loudly. "What happened today? Didn't your friends like your barbie?" Kurt looked confused.
"Blaine pushed me down because Noah called me Blaine girlfriend" Kurt said. "Noah held my hand and gave me his juice box"
Burt was pissed, what the fuck was in the air in that school, two boys had it out for his precious baby. He wished he could get the two of the expelled, held Kurt's hand? Very soon the bastard would try and put his dick in Ku- Burt grit his teeth.
"Baby you only my hand or mommy's hand, you don't hold other boy's hands." Burt corrected, Kurt remained silent.
"Why?" Kurt asked. Burt could not help but think of the children as small terrorists that were out to ruin hi baby.
"Because" Burt frowend, Kurt remained quiet but looking down at his Barbie and talking tobher in whispers. "Is that all that happened today?"
"I painted you a picture" Kurt announced loudly. "I also painted one for mommy but it is in my bag."
"That's nice buddy" Burt said."So this Noah and Blake kid, nothing else happened?" Burt asked.
"Yes Noah keeps running away from me and Blaine is a meanie." Kurt replied.