A/N: Okay, so it's the end of the world - I figured I'd update. Short, short fics, but you get three of them over the next couple of days so there's that. I went to the 36 hour shop last night and was awake for a very...very long time. Therefore, three very random, stupid drabbles happened :) I've been partially neglecting writing, partially just busy. Since I moved into Claire's, we've been lazy.

Rating: G

"Why the hell does Sugar remind me of Brittany and Santana...?"

Kurt glanced over at his boyfriend, a delicate eyebrow raised as he tried to make sense of his latest enquiry. "What?"

"Seriously, look at her!" he exclaimed.

Kurt took a cursory glanced, raising his eyebrow again. "Blaine, she's white."

Blaine stared at Kurt, perplexed.

"Santana is Latina." Kurt informed him softly. "Dominant gene."

Blaine looked hindered by this information, before he continued. "She's a bit of a bitch, like Santana. But she's kind of dumb too – in that cute Brittany way."

Kurt frowned. "...okay...?"

"She's their daughter." He proclaimed suddenly.

Kurt had to laugh. "Yes, Blaine. Sixteen year old Sugar, who has a wealthy father, is San and Britt's daughter."

Blaine looked at Kurt as if he had missed the big picture.

"Kurt, don't be silly. She's obviously come from the future. San and Britt must've adopted her out...because they couldn't afford to have a daughter!"

"Blaine, where the hell are you getting this from?"

"And she must be back here to convince them not to give her away."

"Wow." Kurt muttered. "Okay Blaine. Good job."

Blaine suddenly looked horrified. "That must mean that Harmony is Rachel and Quinn's daughter!"

"Excuse me?"

"She must be after Sugar to drag her back to their own time!"

"Blaine, seriously, what are you on?"

"Come on! Harmony looked like such a bitch – you even met her, but she has Rachel's backward type of kindness." Blaine said earnestly.

Kurt let out a sigh, choosing not to argue anymore. "I'm not sure personality is inherited, Blaine."

"Rory must've come with Sugar." Blaine mused, lost in his train of thought.

Kurt frowned. Had he missed something? "Who's kid is Rory's?"

Blaine looked over at him with the same 'you're an idiot' face.

"Ours, silly."