A/N: Okay! Haha, so many of you want smut, you perverts you. Haha, no I don't blame you. I started writing the smut chapter last night...so...I don't know. I take a while with smut chapters, so...give it a while XD Annnyway, we tried twice to write and epic failed, so we're doing it now. We've got to alternate between Teenage!Klaine and Kiddie!Klaine, because we kinda went overboard with the latter.

Rating: G/K

Also, someone asked if Klaine just had squillions of kids, but no. They're all different universes :P

Blaine sighed. He couldn't believe it. Kurt had left him on his own with the kids for one afternoon - a rainy afternoon even, and he still wasn't able to look after them.

Things had been going fine - until the rain had stopped. Charlotte had noticed almost immediately, squealing as she tried to bolt out the front door. Blaine had caught her just before she reached it, pulling her back.

"No." he said firmly, catching Robert as the three year old tried to sneak past him.

"But dad!" Charlotte whined, making grabby motions towards the door. "Puddles!"

"Daddy, please!" Robert said, joining in.

"No!" Blaine said again, "Your daddy Kurt would kill me if I let you go outside and you got sick."

"But what if we put on jumpers and our gumboots?" asked Charlotte innocently, already pulling her boots on.

"Not even then." Blaine said, sighing. "Come on, I'll put a movie on." he said, turning.

He knew it was a mistake before he even got to the couch, hearing the unmistakable noise of the front door opening.

"Charlotte..." he sighed, going to where they'd left the front door open behind them.

They were both happily jumping in the puddles, though he noted they'd at least put their gumboots on first. As he watched, Robert pushed Charlotte, and she fell over, unable to keep her grip on the slippery ground. She landed splat in the mud, getting it all over her back and all through her hair.

"Charlotte!" he yelled, just as she picked up a handful of mud to throw at her brother. She dropped it, turning to look at him pitifully.

"He pushed me!" she pouted, trying and failing to stand.

Robert tried to look innocent.

"Say you're sorry." Blaine prompted him.

"Sorry Charlotte." he repeated, running towards Blaine. Blaine caught him before he made it into the house.

"Stay there for a second." he told him, leaving the safety of the verandah to pick Charlotte up out of the mud. He carried both children into the downstairs bathroom, knowing what Kurt would say if they tracked mud through the house.

He bathed Robert first, leaving Charlotte standing there, arms crossed as she pouted through the mud smeared all over her face, quickly dressing him in his pyjama's and sending him out to watch a movie.

It took him forever to get the mud out of Charlotte's hair, something that wasn't helped by her wincing and wriggling every time he accidentally pulled on it. By the time he was finished, it was a tangled mess.

He fetched her hairbrush as she dressed herself, meeting him in the lounge room where Robert was contentedly watching tv, sprawled out on the floor.

Kurt got home as he started trying to brush the tangles out of her hair, rushing across the room and taking the brush out of his hands.

"Blaine, what did you do to her hair?" he demanded, pulling the girl up from the floor and hugging her, leaning down to kiss Robert's cheek as the boy pulled at his pants leg.

"It's okay Charlotte, I'll fix it." he said comfortingly.

"He isn't nice when he washes my hair." she told him. Kurt just barely hid his laugh.

"I promise I'll make sure he never washes your hair again." he soothed. "Now, go give your other daddy a cuddle while I brush your hair."

Charlotte nodded, curling up in Blaine's lap. Kurt and Blaine sat with their legs crossed, facing each other, as Kurt gently ran the brush through the knots and tangles, frowning in concentration.

By the time he was halfway done, Charlotte was whimpering every time the brush pulled at her hair, even if it was only slightly. By the time he'd finished, she was all-but crying.

Kurt gently braided her hair before pulling her towards him.

"I'm sorry Char." he whispered, kissing her cheek.

"It's okay daddy. I know you didn't mean it." she replied, wiping at her eyes.

Kurt smiled at her before turning on Blaine.

"What did you do?" he demanded.

Blaine raised his hands in surrender.

"It wasn't me!" he protested.

"It's true." Charlotte joined in. "We went outside when he told us not to and then Robert pushed me and I fell over." she said quickly.

"It's sweet that you're trying to get him out of trouble, but it's too late."

Charlotte pouted. "So he's still going to get into trouble?"

Kurt grinned wickedly.

"Yeah. A lot of it."

A/N: It's December. December makes me happy, as you can see if you've stalked my twitter recently. That, and the fact that same sex marriage was legalized in my state yesterday! :D