It was surprisingly easy for the three boys to become inseparable and they spent most of their common play time together. What Kurt loved mostly about Blaine was that even though he knew all the sport terms and the baseball player's names, he also liked to play with him with the tea set and knew all the words to his favorite Disney songs.

"Kurt, what was the name of the song you sang the other day?" Blaine asked.

It was a rainy day and they sat inside, putting together a puzzle. Kurt loved puzzles and sometimes when his mother took him to run errands with her outside of town they would end up at the small puzzle store that had puzzles in every size and shape. He always picked the ones with the fairies or mystic creatures on them because they had lots of beautiful colors in them and then they would spend the entire weekend together assembling the puzzle. He never played the puzzle games in preschool because they were too easy and there weren't any interesting pictures but Blaine brought one from the older class which had lots of parts so Kurt liked it even though it had a basketball game picture on it.

"Somewhere Only We Know?" Kurt asked, keeping his attention on the almost complete puzzle.

"Yeah. It was really nice," Blaine said happily, handing him a piece to place on the puzzle.

"Kurt sings?" Dave asked, looking confused at the two boys.

Blaine nodded enthusiastically . "He has a great voice!"

Kurt shook his head and started to say something when Dave smiled at him and said, "sing something!" but Kurt only shook his head harder.

"I'll sing it with you," Blaine said, trying to encourage him. "I just don't remember how it starts."

Kurt didn't particularly want to but decided it wouldn't be that bad if Blaine joined him. He also knew Dave too well to know that he would never back down from an idea once he set his mind to it so it was better to give up sooner than later.

He started singing, trying to ignore the two boys that were staring at him and put his focus once again on the puzzle in front of him so he wouldn't get too embarrassed.
When he got to the first chorus, he noticed that Blaine didn't join him even though he promised to. He looked up and shot a warning look at other boy immediately joins him for the rest of the song.

Dave clapped his hands and smiled hugely at them. "That was great! Another one!"

From then on, the two boys always asked Kurt to teach them new songs but he suspected that it was mostly their plan to make him sing for them, which he eventually grew to like but he still made them join him with a warning look every single time.

Kurt knew by now that Blaine was a good friend but there was still something that bothered him.

One day when Kurt and Blaine were alone, building sand castlesin the sandbox, Kurt managed to gather enough courage to ask.

"Why did you shove me that day?" Kurt asked, his voice breaking at the end.

"What?" Blaine asked, looking confused.

"You called me names and shoved me from the chair. I just… Why?" He looked down at his hands, not willing to look at Blaine yet.

Blaine seemed to be deep in thought. Kurt was starting to think he wouldn't answer him at all when Blaine looked up at him.

"I was angry."

"At me?" Kurt didn't get it. He didn't even know him back then.

"No," Blaine laughed sadly under his breath and looked down atthe sand castle in front of him. "A few days before I did that I was at my grandparent's house. I heard my grandpa talk about someone and he used a few words I've heard before but never thought to ask what they meant…"

Blaine was sitting by the dinner table with his grandparents. His grandfather was telling his grandma about his day but for the lat fifteen minutes, he had been just complaining about someone.

"Grandpa, what is a SOG?" Blaine asked, cutting in midsentence.

His grandfather seemed thoughtful for a few minutes before he answered him. "A SOG is a son of god. Haven't your parents told you anything about it?"

Blaine shook his head. His grandpa sighed and started to explain to him about the SOGs and the gods. At the end of it Blaine was looking at him wide eyed, his mouth hanging open in shock.

"Am I a SOG?" Blaine asked, looking curiously at both of them.

His grandpa shook his head. "No, Blaine, You are… I mean, we are," he corrected himself and cleared his throat. "Laborers. We are a family of laborers."

"But… What does that mean?"

"…And the more I knew, the more angry I got. It's… It's just unfair," Blaine finished with a sigh. Kurt still wasn't sure if he understood what laborers were but he decided it would be better to ask his parents about it later.

They sat there in silent for a while, both boys not sure what to say.

"I'm sorry," Blaine finally said, looking wary at him.

Whenever Kurt felt bad his father always lifted him up and hugs him tight. Since it always makes him feel much better he rose to his feet, sat beside Blaine and hugged him but a second later he wasn't sure he wasn't the one who needed that hug just as much as Blaine needed it.

When they parted Blaine smiled sadly at him and then looked at his sand castle. "That's why I'll never have a chance to live in a real castle."

Kurt thought for a moment. "If I ever have a castle… You could live there too!" he smiled at the boy beside him.

"Really?" Blaine's asked hopefully, his hazel eyes sparkling.

"Of course!" Kurt nodded instantly. "It will have a huge music room…"

"And a pool," Blaine added. "Do you think I could bring Rosie?"

Rosie was Blaine's family dog. Kurt had only seen her once when Blaine's parents came to pick him up with her waiting in the back seat of the car.

"Well...I don't like dogs so much," Kurt considered it seriously for a long moment. "But we could have a pet room and she can stay in there." He nodded at Blaine but noticed that he didn't like the idea as much. "We'll think about it," Kurt finally offered, since he knew they would have a lot of time before they would really have to make a decision.

The following day Kurt and Dave tried to learn as much as they could about the laborers.
Their parents didn't tell them much beside the fact that laborers were the hard workers in society, so the two boys asked Blaine to tell them all he knew about it.

"Laborers and SOGs share classes only in preschool," Blaine told them while they were playing catch outside. "Later they are separated to a different type of school."

"Do we learn different things?" Dave asked him, catching the ball easily and throwing it in Kurt's direction. He sent Kurt an apologetic look when it accidentally hit him in the head.

"Not at first but in the higher grades we learn practical subjects while you learn mostly math and science."

"That doesn't sound like fun," Kurt frowned.

They also learned that laborers could never become gods and Kurt started to realize what Blaine was talking about when he said that 'it wasn't fair'. Even though he didn't know anything about it a few months ago, Blaine's future was already determined pretty much from the moment he was born.

But even those differences between them didn't affect their friendship, until one day something threatened to do just that.

They were swinging on the swing sets when a blonde, tall boy approached them. Kurt didn't know him but he didn't like the way he looked at them.

"Well, well. Isn't it lovely? Blaine found himself a new set of friends," the Boy meanly said to Blaine while looking dismissively at the other two.

"Go away Sebastian," Blaine tensed, looking at the boy in front of him angrily.

"What are you doing hanging around with these two SOAGs?" Sebastian spat his last words.

"Do not call them that. They are my friends."

"Do you think they will be as nice to you when you work for them one day?"

Blaine held the chains of the swing so tight, his knuckles becoming white. "Leave us alone," he almost yelled at him.

"Fine." Sebastian lifted his hands in defeat and turned around, adding over his shoulder, "don't forget that next year they won't be around anymore."

Kurt was sure that that was the end of it, but the rest of the day and the following week Blaine became distant. He wasn't around anymore at common playtimes and when they tried to approach him he just dismissed them and went to play with other kids.

But a week later Blaine sat beside them while they were playing a board game.

"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have let him affect me like this."

"You just… Disappeared. Like we didn't matter to you," Dave said, sounding more hurt than angry.

"I was afraid but I was wrong. My mother told me that next year I'll meet many other kids and that I shouldn't be friends with him because he's mean to my friends. My best friends," Blaine corrected, smiling hopefully at them and was relieved to find them smiling back at him.

"Yeah well… It's good to have you back," Dave finally said. And like the best of friends, things got quickly back to normal as if nothing ever happened.