A/N: Haha. Okay. With this chapter comes one of the proudest speeches I've ever written about Disney. This is also Graduation-verse - Katelyn is still Jeff's little sister and such.

Rating: I can't remember is there is language or whatever but T

Hours later, Kurt and Blaine returned to the house after playing a multitude of childhood games that made them laugh and squeal with Katelyn. They walked in to Nick and Jeff sitting at the table with a bunch of forms and papers.

Jeff looked a lot happier and calmer, and Nick just looked smug. It sent Kurt a wave of mental images that he really didn't want.

"So…" Blaine grinned as they stepped in and a blush rose to both of their cheeks. "Early night tonight?"

"God yes." Jeff found his voice, standing up and stretching. "I feel like I haven't slept for days."

Kurt grinned, picking up Katelyn from where she was tugging on his pants leg. "Kurt and Blaine are staying, right?"

"Yeah." Jeff clarified with a smile. "They'll be staying in the guest room." He turned to them. "You guys don't mind sharing a bed, right?"

Blaine grinned. "Of course not."

Jeff chuckled, taking Katelyn from Kurt's arms.

"What do you want for dinner, Katie-bear?"

She looked thoughtful. "I want to cook. With Kurt!"

Jeff chuckled. "Alright then. If Kurt doesn't mind cooking?"

Kurt laughed. "No worries. Come on Katie."

"I might duck home." Blaine said and Kurt shot him a worried look.

"You okay?"

"Yeah, of course. I thought I would get some clothes for the both of us…let your parents know what's happening properly and such."

Kurt nodded. "Good idea." He gave Blaine a kiss on the cheek before they both went their separate ways.

In the kitchen, Kurt helped Katelyn to pull a chair up next to the counter, sending her to find the spaghetti while he found the mince. Filling a pot with water, he brought it back over to the stove, settling it onto the heat before getting Katelyn to drop the pasta in. He showed her how to twist it, so that when she dropped it in, the spaghetti fanned out around the edges of the pot.

He dropped the meat into the frying pan, letting Katelyn help him stir it around before adding the sauce. Before they knew it, the food was cooked. Kurt drained the spaghetti, sending Katelyn to get plates and cutlery out while he found them something other than water to drink.

Jeff and Nick were still at the table, talking quietly when Kurt brought the food and drinks out. Katelyn sat at the other end of the table, eagerly waiting.

"Thanks Kurt…" Jeff said softly. "Do you guys want any money? I feel bad about making you do all this…"

Kurt shook his head. "Don't feel bad…you're not making me doing anything. And money's not an issue either – we'll sort out groceries and Katelyn's needs…you work on getting everything sorted, okay?"

Jeff nodded resignedly, thanking Kurt once more when he filled his plate.

"This tastes really good Katie, you did a great job!" Jeff said softly as he forked a whole heap into his mouth.

Katelyn grinned proudly as Kurt poured the rest into a container and put it in the microwave for Blaine.

"What are we going to do tomorrow?" Katelyn asked, twirling the spaghetti strands around her fork.

"Well…" Kurt mused, taking a bite and swallowing before answering. "What do you want to do?"

Katelyn looked thoughtful.

"Umm... I want to watch Finding Nemo." she said finally. "And I want ice cream."

Jeff laughed.

"How about we do that tonight, and Kurt and Blaine can take you out somewhere tomorrow?"

"Okay." Katelyn agreed easily, slurping down the last of her spaghetti. "Ice cream?" she asked innocently, pushing her bowl away.

Nick laughed, hurriedly swallowing his last mouthful.

"Come on Katie-bear, let's go dish up ice cream." he told her, pushing his chair back.

"With sprinkles?" she asked excitedly, following him into the kitchen, the door shutting off Nick's response.

Kurt sighed, stacking the empty plates.

"How are you going?" he asked quietly.

"Okay, I guess?" Jeff asked, rubbing at his eyes. "I'm just tired, mostly. It hasn't really sunk in yet, I keep expecting them to walk through the door." he admitted. "I think I just need to relax tonight, watch Katie's favourite movies and curl up with Nick. I need some normal."

Kurt nodded.

"I know what you mean." he said softly. "Just remember, Blaine and I are here if you need us, and that means more than just helping to look after Katie, and making sure the three of you eat."

Jeff was spared replying by Katelyn and Nick re-entering the room, gently setting bowls in front of them. Kurt only just held back his laugh.

Katelyn had obviously gone through the pantry, liberally adding a variety of ice cream toppings, sprinkles, and choc chips to each of the bowls.

"Guess who isn't sleeping tonight?" Jeff laughed quietly, taking his spoon and digging in.

"No!" Katelyn barked, making Jeff stare at her with wide eyes.

"What?"

"You're supposed to eat it while we watch Nemo!" she exclaimed, and Jeff grinned, picking up his bowl.

"Fine, fine. It just looked so good, I wanted to start right away!"

Kurt continued to marvel at the way Jeff changed when he was in front of Katelyn. He didn't want her to know he was sad, so he constantly put on a brave face around her. He and Nick entered the living room with Katelyn, who was busy trying to find her favourite movie in the giant stack that Jeff's family had collected.

Kurt helped her set it up and crawled into a recliner with his bowl, and Katelyn soon joined him, squeezing in next to him. He smirked, placing his bowl in his lap and wrapping his arm around her, using the other to spoon the ice cream into his mouth.

Katelyn was deeply engrossed, finishing her ice cream quickly and snuggling into Kurt as she watched Marlin and Dory try and find Nemo in the great ocean. By the end, her eyes were drooping, but she insisted on a second movie.

Kurt looked to Jeff for approval, but he was fast asleep, Nick's arms wrapped securely around him. Kurt smiled a little, before glancing at the time. It was only eight thirty. Another movie wouldn't hurt.

He put in 'The Lion King', and Katelyn sat squished up against him in the recliner again, contently sighing as the African sun rose over the horizon.

By the time young Nala and Simba were in the graveyard, Katelyn was asleep.

Kurt smiled fondly, gently picking her up and carrying her to her room.

"Mommy?" she whispered, and Kurt stared at her with wide eyes as he tucked her in.

She wasn't really awake, and fell silent as her breathing deepened again. Kurt sighed sadly.

He returned to his recliner, not bothering to turn the movie off, watching as Mufasa threw himself into the gorge of stampeding wildebeest to save his son.

Katelyn was so young – Kurt knew how hard it was to lose a parent at a young age – but he didn't know if Katelyn understood properly. Somehow, Kurt had the feeling that maybe Katelyn expected them to walk in, just like Jeff was hoping. It was a strange concept, not being able to understand death.

Kurt felt hot tears running down his cheeks and he wondered when he started crying. It was Disney's fault. Disney evoked mind-numbing and tear-jerking thoughts.

The front door opened and Blaine quietly stepped into the room, noticing Kurt sitting on the recliner, silently sobbing. He shot a glance at Nick and Jeff – still sound asleep – and the screen, where Simba was nudging his dead father.

"Baby?" Blaine headed forward, concern in his eyes. "The movie isn't that sad. You've seen it like a hundred times…"

Kurt shook his head sadly, and Blaine kissed his hand. "Move over."

Kurt complied, squishing himself as far into the side of the chair as he could while Blaine squeezed in beside him. It was a tight fit – they'd both grown considerably since the last time they'd tried to do this. Finally, they were comfortable, relaxing against each other as Blaine wrapped his arms around Kurt.

"What were you thinking about?"

"Absent parents." Kurt mumbled, and Blaine raised an eyebrow.

"How so?"

"I think, in almost every Disney and Pixar movie I've ever seen, there's an absent parent." Kurt swallowed hard, wiping his tears. "Mufasa dies. In 'The Land Before Time', Littlefoot's father isn't there in the beginning, and his mother dies. Andy's father isn't there in Toy Story…" he sighed. "It's like the Disney theory of love. Your life isn't perfect unless you have crappy parents and are a princess or marrying a prince." He sighed again. "Sometimes I wish they made movies where the prince was gay…or the princess had two parents who loved her equally."

Blaine chuckled, kissing Kurt's cheek and running a hand through his hair. "There wouldn't be a story then…"

"Why does the concept of absent parents play such an import role in our lives?"

Blaine chuckled. "I think you're missing the giant piece of the puzzle here Kurt." Blaine nuzzled his shoulder. "You have an absent parent. And I have absent parents. And that's how we got here. I'm sure if your mother was still alive, you'd be a different person. And if my parents were…better…I'd still be at my first high school. We might not have ever met, and wouldn't that suck? The absence of the event of both of us having absent parents may have meant that we could be strangers right now, not curled up against each other." He grinned triumphantly, before nuzzling into Kurt's side again. "Jeff will only get stronger because of this, okay? Everything will be fine."

Kurt sighed, kissing Blaine's temple.

"I love you." Kurt smiled, kissing his temple repeatedly. "You always know what to say."

Blaine smiled, turning and shifting so he could kiss at Kurt's neck. Kurt let out a small gasp, tilting his head back so Blaine had more access.

"Get a room." Nick called from the couch, and Blaine chuckled as Kurt blushed.

"Sleep time now." Kurt muttered, pushing Blaine's face away.

Blaine laughed and snuggled down.

"Don't you want to move?" Kurt asked softly, even though he was reallycomfortable.

"Nah…cosier this way…" Blaine mumbled, fisting his hand into Kurt's shirt and snuggling into his side.

^.^

Kurt had a cramp in his neck. He was crushed under Blaine, who had managed to sprawl himself over the taller boy during the night. Blaine's face was buried into the crook of Kurt's neck, and he was mumbling something – his lips against Kurt's neck - making him feel really strange at thistime in the morning.

"Up!" Kurt muttered, and Blaine mumbled a sleepy reply. Kurt pushed at his chest, repeating a little louder.

"Up Blaine!"

"No." Blaine repositioned himself so he was beside Kurt again, squished between the two arm rests.

He threw an arm over Kurt's chest and buried his face back into Kurt's chest.

"You really are a cuddler." Kurt whispered, kissing his forehead.

"Mmhm." Blaine mumbled, his lips kissing – probably intentionally – onto Kurt's neck again.

God, his lips did amazing things. They made a little trail from the side of Kurt's neck, sucking and gently biting to the front of his throat. Kurt couldn't help himself – he let out a small moan.

"Shut up." Nick scolded.

"God…we can hear the sucking noises from here." Jeff muttered, sitting up from Nick's chest and rubbing his eyes.

Kurt flushed and pushed Blaine off him. "Sorry."

"S'ok." Jeff mumbled. "'s time to get up anyway."

A/N: Yeah :D