This fic is dedicated to Alice Katura, my betas granddaughter. Her nickname is PICKLES, named after the fictitious character of this Fanfiction. I was ecstatic to know that I had that kind of impact on other peoples lives.

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One year later.

"Merry Christmas!" Finn shouted when Kurt opened the door for him and proceeded to engulf his brother in a one-arm bear hug, balancing his second child in his hip.

"Merry Christmas, you big lug!" Kurt teased and rolled his eyes at his brothers excitement but he still hugged Finn back. He then parted their bodies so that he could kiss his niece, Hart, on the temple. "Come in! Blaine is in the kitchen and Andre is upstairs in his room," he invited the rest of his family.

He kissed Rachels cheek and helped her get off the thick white furry coat she was wearing to conceal her from the coldness of Manhattan.

"Hows Hart?" Kurt asked worriedly about his niece, who had just been confined in the hospital recently. "Is she really okay to be coming here with you in this kind of weather?"

"Honey..." Carole, who was now stepping out from her black coat, was the one to answer his queries because Rachel was annoyed at Kurts persistence. "We told you multiple times that the infection wasnt fatal. Hart is perfectly fine," Carole comforted her step-son.

"Im just really worried that something might go wrong..." Kurt said sheepishly. "Im her uncle-"

"Exactly," Rachel said, straightening up from her position when she crouched down to help her eldest son dust off the snow he had gathered from his short walk from the car to the entrance door of the building. "Im the mother and I know perfectly well that Hart is healthy enough to travel. She would throw a fit if I canceled her first flight to New York. And you dont know how much of a diva she can be at six years old."

"Like mother, like daughter," Kurt muttered and he laughed when Rachel admitted it by replying Exactly to him.

"Okay, wheres that husband of yours?" Burt asked grudgingly after he hung his coat on the coat hanger.

"Dad..." Kurt walked to him tentatively and hugged him. "When will you stop threatening Blaine? It has already been almost two years since we got back together, you cant use the same threat on him over and over again," Kurt pleaded because every time Burt and Blaine were under the same roof; his dad always cornered Blaine and threatened that he wouldnt see Kurt again if he broke his sons heart again.

"Yeah honey..." Carole supported Kurt. "It kind of loses the impact over the years," Carole teased before walking towards the kitchen.

"But it was fun teasing him, I like it when he succumbs to my death glares," Burt whined. He loved seeing Blaines reaction because everytime he says those empty threats, he would see in the boys eyes the sincerity of loving his son. He felt assured, actually; but mostly he was having fun teasing Blaine.

"Dad!" Kurt scolded him one last time, giving him the death glares he had mastered over the years from being a father to a very naughty boy.

"Okay, okay... sheesh... " Burt surrendered. "Why cant an old man have his fun threatening his sons husband?" Burt mumbled under his breath.

"Dont worry Dad, youll can do that again once Hart and Kimmy are old enough to date," Kurt patted his fathers back.

"Speaking of my granddaughter... where is she?" Burt asked his son for his 3-month old grandchild.

Kurt walked until they stepped in the living room and pointed at the crib set up at the corner of it. "She just woke up from her sleep. You could feed her if you want." Kurt suggested and just like they are reading each others mind, Blaine appeared beside him and handed Burt a bottle of warm milk

"Here you go..." Blaine said as he wrapped his free hand around his husbands waist. "Carole shooed me from the kitchen," Blaine whined on his left ear. "Apparently, the only thing that I could do in the kitchen is Pickled Cheesecake."

Kurt turned his head and kissed the tip of his nose. "And thats the only thing you have to remember cooking," Kurt smiled as he remembered the days when he was watching Blaine fumble around the kitchen to bake Pickled Cheesecake while he was pregnant with Kimmy.

Burt turned around, rolling his eyes at the couple, so he could focus on playing with his granddaughter.

"I love you," Blaine replied and pecked his husband on the lips.

"I love you too, honey-boo," Another voice mocked him. "Oh please... When will your honeymoon phase be over? It had already been six years since youre married," Cooper playfully complained when he saw the sickening display of affection in front of him once he instilled himself over the Hummel-Anderson penthouse in Manhattan.

"Shut up, Coop..." Jenna slapped her husbands arm. "Its sweet."

Kurt and Blaine snapped at the new voices in front of them and rolled their eyes at the bickering couple. "Youre just jealous Cooper," Blaine said smugly, but unwrapped himself from his husband and tugged him to walk towards the new arrivals.

"Wheres Mom and Dad?" Blaine asked after he hugged the couple, positioning himself again behind his husband.

"Theyre going to be a little late," Cooper replied and then shouted when he saw his friend balancing a tray of eggnog with his two clumsy hands. "Finnegan!"

Finn quickly but carefully placed the eggnog on the coffee table and turned around to give Cooper a bear hug. "How are you man?" he asked, grinning.

Cooper and Finn had bonded and formed a friendship when they were trying to plan the secret proposal/wedding that Blaine made for Kurt, and ever since then, they have been best friends.

"Here we go..." Jenna muttered on the other side of Kurt once she saw her husband chatting animatedly with Finn. She knew it would take a long time for those two goofballs to stop talking so she turned her attention to Kurt and Blaine. "So come on... tell me about what you did on your sixth anniversary," she demanded and earned a squeal from Kurt who was excited to tell her what Blaine had surprised him with this year.

The adults talked among themselves, and they were soon joined by Rachel and Carole who were finished cooking and preparing their dinner. They decided to settle in the living room first until Carl and Ameila arrive.

They were all having their own conversation, Cooper and Finn, talking about football; Burt and Carole were busy cooing at their youngest grandchild; and Kurt was talking with Rachel and Jenna, while Blaine was just staring at his husband lovingly. But then heavy footsteps and angry voices halted all the adults and they looked up at the stairwell to see Andre shouting at his cousins.

"No! Daddy and Papa are the best!" Andre shouted and ran forward to his parents, eyes moving side to side, glaring at Hart and Keya simultaneously. "Tell them Papa!"

"Tell them what?" Kurt asked, bewildered at his sons behavior for glaring at his nieces.

"No! Mommy and Daddys are the best!" Keya and Hart both exclaimed at the same time. The two girls were now seated with their respective fathers while their mothers were standing on either on the side or behind the sofa.

"Best at exactly what honey?" Jenna asked her only child while she sat on the armchair of the sofa.

"That you and daddy have the best love story," Keya proclaimed. She stood up and stepped on her daddys thighs, ignoring the loud grunt that her daddy made. "You and Daddy met while you were on a trip in Italy and Daddy helped you when you got lost. And then you fell in love with him."

Jenna smiled at her daughter, she would have replied to her about the crap that her father had been feeding her, but she was interrupted by a loud stomp from Hart.

"No! Daddy and Mommy are the best!" she shouted, crossing her arms like a true diva. "Mommy and Daddy fell in love like Princess Aurora and Prince Philip. Daddy followed Mommys voice and when he looked at her eyes, he fell in love, right Daddy?" Hart turned to her dad for confirmation.

"Didnt you seduce me at the auditorium first?" Finn whispered to his wife and when Rachel pinched his arm, he nodded frantically to his daughter. "Yes! Yes! Yes! I love Mommys voice!"

Keya raised her eyebrows smugly and looked at her other cousin expectantly, wanting Andre to explain to him how his parents met.

Andre looked lost for a moment because his parents havent told him how they met, but he wouldnt give up. He knew that his parents had to have the best love story ever! "Papa? Daddy?" he started, now sitting in his daddys lap but his legs were stretched to his papas thighs. "How did you meet each other?"

That was the ultimate question that they had been dreading to hear. How can you explain to a kid how they fucked each other senseless, got his papas pregnant and fell in love. Explaining sex is complicated enough, but telling how they confused each other with their previous boyfriends during that incident would be the hardest.

"Uhmmm... uhh..." Blaine and Kurt were lost for words, both of their cheeks were reddening from embarrassment. It didnt help at all having the snickers and giggles that were coming from their family, totally enjoying the discomfort that they were experiencing with their eldest.

Once the initial embarrassment had faded, Kurt opened his mouth. "Your Daddy is my knight," Kurt said simply, still blushing. "He saved me from a bad man." Kurt then kissed his husbands also reddening cheek.

"Why did you save Papa?" Andre asked expectantly from his daddy, wanting to know more of his parents love story.

"I dunno..." Blaine shrugged at first, but when he glanced at his husband and stared at his eyes, he smiled. "I guess... It was love at first sight," he babbled once he was enamored by those beautiful bluish green orbs.

"More like... love at first fuck," Cooper added loudly, forgetting for a moment that there were children in the room because suddenly six voices had suddenly called his name.

"Cooper!"

"Whoops..." Cooper acted guilty, but he loved to see Kurt and Blaine squirming in their seats.

"Okay, enough kids..." Burt was the one who halted the kids from fighting over a petty competition. "Go clean your hands upstairs, were going to start dinner," he instructed them once he received a message from his in-laws that they were almost at Kurt and Blaines apartment.

The three little kids obeyed their grandfather. Keya immediately went to the washroom, Hart went upstairs first to get her older brother, but Andre stayed for a bit first because he had to kiss his parents first; a habit that his little family had been doing.

Andre kissed his daddys cheek first since he was much closer to him, then he leaned over to kiss his papas cheek. "I love you..." he said to his parents-he had just learned how to use pronouns in school, but there are still times that he address himself as Andre rather than me or I-and then he hopped off of Blaines lap, but he didnt run to the bathroom immediately, he did something that made the adults in the room drop their jaws open.

He turned around to face his papa, tugged his shirt up until his papas belly was exposed and he leaned forward to kiss both sides of Kurts stomach. "Love you..." He murmured to the exposed skin, not noticing that his uncles, aunts and grandparents stopped their movements. He just walked to the crib and leaned against the rail, pressing his fingertips on his lips then pressing it on his sisters cheeks. "Love you..." he said finally and followed Keya to the washroom.

It was a minute before anyone could react, it was Rachels shriek who knocked them from the surprise. "Oh my god! Are you pregnant again?" Rachel asked excitedly followed by a series of congratulations and questions from his family, and now they were being surrounded from their position on the couch.

"Yeah..." Kurt nod sheepishly. "We were going to announce it at dinner later when all of us were gathered at the table, but I think Andre spoiled it for you."

"I cant believe youre pregnant again," Cooper muttered. "Kimmy is just 3 months old, but you are pregnant again? Wow!" Cooper said in amazement. "You really are good in bed, Squirt!" Cooper announcement unashamedly, knowing full well that Burt and Carole were within earshot.

"Cooper!" Blaine exclaimed, but he was smiling proudly, wrapping his arm around his husbands shoulder.

"What? Im just proud that were having Pickles the III early next year," Cooper amended and ruffled his brothers curly hair.

"Pickles the III and IV..." Kurt said bashfully and snuggled closer to Blaine. "Were having twins."

And they received another round of wolf-whistles, jabs, congratulations and teasing from their family. Lets just say that the Hummel-Anderson Family will have receive this kind of reaction every year when they announced Kurt was pregnant once again. It only stopped when Blaine and Kurt were satisfied that their family was big enough to make a soccer team out of their children.

THE END

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