"Hey! Kid! Wake up!"
It was twelve thirty when Kurt woke up. Still sucking on his binky, Kurt blearily looked through the bars of his crib and yawned.
"You Blaine's new baby?"
Kurt rubbed his eyes and looked at the boy sitting outside his crib. He looked a couple years older than him, but younger than Daddy. He had a mess of brown hair and large teeth. A diaper bulge was evident under his denim shortalls, which he wore with a green and blue striped Rugby shirt. Despite his innocent attire, Kurt couldn't help but notice the mischievous smirk that the boy wore, as if he knew something that Kurt didn't.
"Man, kid, you look like you were born to be a baby. Who are your parents? Cupid and Betty Boop?" The boy asked.
Confused, Kurt shook his head. He sat up, looking around for his Daddy.
"He's not here." The boy drawled, looking around the nursery. "He was putting stuff away and a monster grabbed him." He whispered.
That caught Kurt's attention. "What?"
The boy nodded. "He was putting a stroller in the closet and the monster just grabbed him." He said dramatically.
Kurt's face crumpled a little and he shook his head. "You're lying!"
"Oh yeah?" Then what do you call THIS?!" The boy asked, thrusting a severed hand into air in the dark room.
Kurt screamed and burst into tears, making the boy burst out laughing. "Daddy! Daddy!" He shrieked, hiding under his blankets as the boy fell back, howling so much that he could hardly breathe.
"Sebastian! Leave the poor boy alone!"
Kurt whimpered and trembled under the blanket as he felt himself being picked up.
"Shhh, it's okay, sweetheart. Bassy is just messing with you." A gentle voice cooed.
Kurt let out a few whimpers and peeked out of the blanket at another brunet, this one with darker hair and soft look in his eyes.
The man smiled gently and bounced him a little. "There you go. Daddy had to pick up some groceries, but he'll be back. In the meantime, Uncle Nick is here to watch you, okay?"
Kurt made a distressed noise. "Daddy!" He whimpered, holding up his hand. "Monster!"
Nick shook his head. "The only monster here is Sebastian, and he can't hurt you."
Kurt looked down at the boy, who now wore and innocent expression, tossing a rubber doll arm up into the air and catching it. "I was just asking if he wanted to play and he totally spazzed. He's a freak."
"Quiet, Bassy. Go back into the kitchen with Papa and Trent." Nick ordered.
Sebastian pouted and the two locked eyes for a moment, like a silent battle of wills between the two before the diaper-clad boy got up and toddled into the kitchen.
Nick smiled down at Kurt warmly. "Let's get you cleaned up and ready for lunch, cutie pie." He laid Kurt out on the changing table and changed him out of his wet sleep diaper, into a regular one. Then he took a baby wipe and cleaned the tearstains from the baby's sensitive skin. "All better!" He cooed, and then carried Kurt into the kitchen.
There were three people sitting at the table. Kurt recognized the first one as Sebastian, the one that had scared him. So far, Kurt was not too fond of him.
The second boy at the table was a pudgy, dough-faced baby still dressed in a green onsie with a frog embroidered onto it. Lastly, a blonde man about the same age as Nick and Daddy was sitting between them.
Kurt was put in his highchair and given a sippy cup of apple juice.
"This is Trent." Nick said, gesturing to the boy in the green. "He was Jeff's baby, until his daddy and I got together and now he has two daddies. Same with Sebastian in the overalls. That's Jeff." He finished, pointing to the blonde. "We're your neighbors."
Kurt sat silently, overwhelmed by everything happening so quickly. "Uh, Daddy." He requested, making Sebastian snicker into his goldfish.
"Is that all you can say?" He asked.
Jeff gave him a gentle whack on the head. "Leave him alone. You were the same way once."
Sebastian rolled his eyes. "Rookie."
Nick set a plate in front of Kurt with a sandwich and baby carrots. The sandwich had been cut into eight tiny squares and his sippy cup was refilled with milk.
Kurt listened to his stomach growl and grabbed a piece of sandwich, sticking it in his mouth. He noticed that the other two boys had their sandwiches cut up as well, but instead of tuna like his, Sebastian had a turkey and cheese and Trent had peanut butter and jelly.
Nick pulled up a chair, a bowl of applesauce in his hands. "Open up, baby." He cooed, holding a spoonful up to Kurt's mouth.
Kurt let the spoon in, opening his mouth too early for more. He blushed as some dribbled down his chin.
Nick smiled and gently wiped it away.
As he was fed, Kurt couldn't help noticing the way Sebastian stared at him and Nick. He actually kind of looked like Rachel did when Daddy first smiled at him in the playroom.
Thinking this was a good time for some vengeance, Kurt let the applesauce dribble down his chin again. This time, when Nick wiped it up, Kurt giggled happily and fluttered his eyelashes, giving Nick his trademark "I'm shy but extremely adorable" face.
"So precious." Nick crooned.
Kurt laughed cutely before shooting Sebastian a deviously smug smirk, surprising the boy.
"Ha! He got you, Sebastian!" Trent whispered to his "brother."
Sebastian scoffed and crossed his arms over his chest. "As if I care."
Trent grinned. "Face it, Bassy. You pretend not to care about this and act like you hate being babied, but everyone knows you're the biggest daddy's boy in Ohio."
Sebastian blushed bright red and spluttered angrily. "Am not!"
"Are too! And you're jealous of Kurt." Trent replied smugly.
"Shut it!" Sebastian hissed.
"It's true!" Trent grinned.
"No it's not. Stop being stupid!" Sebastian snapped in reply.
Suddenly the entire kitchen went dead silent and Kurt gaped at Sebastian, his mouth hung open.
"Bassy said a bad word!" Trent announced.
And that's how Sebastian ended up in the timeout chair for five minutes while Trent and Kurt sat together on the carpet and played with the colorful alphabet blocks that Daddy had gotten for Kurt.
"Don't mind Bassy." Trent whispered. "Everybody always wonders why he became a baby in the first place, since he acts like he hates it."
Kurt frowned. "Why'd Uncle Nick call him a monster?"
"Daddy calls him that 'cause Bassy's always getting in trouble." Trent leaned in close. "But the truth is: when it's just Daddy and him, Bassy is a huge baby. Babier than the ones at the hospital."
"Nuh-uh!" Sebastian protested from his spot in timeout.
"Yuh-huh! Now stop talking to me! You're in timeouts!" Trent replied.
Kurt watched them in wonder. "How are you two brothers? You don't look related."
Trent smiled. "Well, Papa picked me, and then he met Daddy, who had Sebastian. They got married and now we all love each other." He sighed happily. "Except for Sebastian who only loves his Daddy!" He said loud enough for Sebastian to hear.
"Stop!" Sebastian snapped.
"Trent! Leave Bassy alone!" Jeff called.
Trent turned to Kurt and the two started to giggle.
Kurt was on the end of the couch, watching Cinderella with Nick, Jeff, Sebastian, and Trent. The mice were making Cinderella's dress when he realized that Nick and Sebastian were missing.
Trent was curled up in Jeff's arms, absorbed in the movie, so Kurt went unnoticed as he toddled out of the room.
Down the hall he went, and Kurt could faintly hear cooing in the nursery. Getting on his hands and knees, Kurt crawled over to the door, which was opened ajar, and peeked inside, being as quiet as he could.
He looked up and saw Sebastian lying on the changing table with Nick standing over him.
"There's my good little Bassy-boo. Nice and clean." Nick cooed to Sebastian, who gurgled happily in reply.
Kurt sat down and smiled at the scene before him.
Nick leaned forward and blew raspberry on Sebastian's tummy, making him giggle and squeal in delight.
"Dadddyyyyyyy!" He laughed.
"I'm sorry, sweetie pie." Nick grinned, obviously not sorry at all. "Let's get some powder on that cute little bottom." He taped up the clean diaper and batted the front. "There, all better!"
Sebastian cooed babyishly, making Nick smile wider. "My sweet little angel. Who's my diapered little baby?"
"Me, Daddy." Sebastian answered, a grin spreading across his face in guilty pleasure.
Kurt smiled as Nick put Sebastian back into his overalls and picked him up. In his opinion, it was sweet that Sebastian preserved this secret, personal feeling of babyhood for his Daddy, and only his Daddy. It was something special and private that only a baby and parent could understand.
It's magic and miracle.
Nick stroked his baby's hair and smiled at him in the shadowy room. "Daddy loves you-I love you."
"I love you too, Daddy." Sebastian said, his voice sweet and empty of all mischief for the first time since Kurt had heard him talk.