July 21, 2013, 3:11 a.m.
Totally a Good Idea: Chapter 3
T - Words: 1,913 - Last Updated: Jul 21, 2013 Story: Complete - Chapters: 19/19 - Created: Dec 30, 2011 - Updated: Jul 21, 2013 1,822 0 11 0 1
“What size diapers do we get?” Kurt asked, looking at different diaper boxes “I mean, I didn‘t even know that you had to buy certain sizes.”
“Well,” Blaine said, lifting Elizabeth out of the baby seat in the front of the shopping cart “Lizzy can‘t weigh more than…hmm…17? 18 pounds? So just go with sizes 2-3.”
Kurt and Blaine were shopping for baby things that they didn’t have. So, basically they were shopping for everything: a crib, clothes, toys, you name it.
Miss Hannigan insisted that they take Elizabeth away, on the promise that she would send more of the adoption papers via post. She also said that in two months, she would come over to their apartment with the final adoption form, and if Lizzy seemed happy and the home environment was safe, she would let them sign the final paper that would make Lizzy completely theirs.
Did adoption services normally do this? Kurt and Blaine didn’t know, but they weren’t going to question it.
“17? 18? Blaine, are you mad?! She‘s much lighter than that!” Kurt put the boxes back on the shelf and took Elizabeth out of Blaines arms and into his own. “She probably weighs about 14-15 pounds.”
“Kurt she‘s not that light.” Blaine stated, “Look, there’s a baby scale over there, let‘s get her weighed so you can see that I‘m right.”
“Yeah, right.” Kurt rolled his eyes “My, dear, little Blainey Boy. You will see that I‘m right.”
“Wanna bet?” Blaine smirked, dangerously.
You would think at the age of 27 boys would’ve matured at least a little bit from being teenagers. Well, outside of their circle of friends, they might be mature in some way. But around their high-school friends, they always seem to revert back to their high-school selves.
Since Kurt and Blaine were best friends in high-school, in some ways they were still silly and immature in one way or another.
Kurt had an opportunity to say “Nah, I don‘t want you to embarrass yourself.” But he didn’t take it.
“Yeah. I bet that she‘s between 14 and 15 pounds.”
“And I bet your wrong.” Blaine said, confidently. “She‘s between 17 and 18 pounds.” he paused, “The bet reward…?”
“The usual.” Kurt confirmed, as they headed towards the scales.
They waited patiently for the scales to decide on Lizzy’s weight. Kurt’s eyes grew wide with panic as the scales decided that she was 17.7 pounds. What have I done!?!
“Come on, Kurt.” Blaine said, basking in his recent victory. “I want to get this shopping done before Starbucks closes.”
Kurt glared at him, Smug little bastard. “How did you even know how heavy she‘d be?” he asked “What? Do you have a built in scale in your arms now?”
Blaine laughed, I guess I really was the only person who actually listened to Miss Hannigan…, he thought. “…Yes, as a matter of fact.” Blaine put Elizabeth back into the shopping cart seat before scooping Kurt up in his arms despite his protests. “Oooh, Kurt it looks like you might have gained a few pounds.”
“Say WHAT!!?!” Kurt squawked, running to a nearby scale (for adults). “No, I haven‘t!” he said before turning around only to see Blaine running down the isle, laughing like a 5 year old. Lizzy just looked on in confusion, as he pushed the cart into the next isle.
Kurt rolled his eyes with a smirk, as he picked the diaper boxes back off the shelf and walked down the isles in search of his crazy roommate.
Kurt and Blaine arrived home later that day and started to set up the crib. Well, they were going to. Problem was, they couldn’t decide where they were going to put it.
“My room is bigger! She should sleep in my room!” Kurt argued, after he put Elizabeth down in the play pen that they just set up.
“Kurt, if she stays in your room she might die off the fumes in there.” Blaine shot back.
“What are you trying to say?” Kurt challenged, hands on his hips.
“What I’m saying is that you use way to much hairspray. And I’m pretty sure it isn’t good for Lizzy to be breathing in that stuff.”
Kurt thought about it. “Well she can‘t stay in your room, it‘s too small.”
After a few more minutes of arguing it was decided that Lizzy’s crib would stay in the living room, along with her other stuff, because it was warmer in the living room at night.
The next challenge, putting the crib together.
“Uhhhh…” Blaine accidentally said out load, as he stared at the pieces of wood and instructions in confusion. Kurt watched in amusement as Blaine tried to put the wrong pieces together, like a toddler trying to put the circle in the squares’ place.
After a few minutes of watching Blaine struggle, Kurt decided to help him out. “Blaine, the piece goes here.” Kurt fitted the two together.
“Oh.” Blaine blushed in embarrassment, then decided to continue making the crib. Little did he know that the pieces he was trying to fit together were, again, the wrong sizes to fit together.
“Blaine!” Kurt laughed “Here.” he guided Blaines arm to where the piece actually fitted.
“Ugh!” Blaine sighed in frustration “Maybe you should do it.”
“Aww, but you‘re doing so well.” Kurt smirked.
Blaine rolled his eyes “I’m going to put the baby food away.”
Blaine walked onto the kitchen and started putting the powdered milk into the cupboards and went to put some baby food in the fridge.
When he opened the fridge, and put the food inside, something red caught his eye. The Ketchup. Blaine smirked, picking up the bottle. He checked the time. Starbucks wouldn’t close for a while.
“Finished!” Kurt exclaimed as he came into the kitchen “Honestly, Blaine, I don‘t know why you found it so-” Kurt froze as he set eyes on the almost full bottle of ketchup.
“Oh, Mr Hummel. I believe we made a bet earlier today.”
“I hate you.” Kurt Hummel was lying, shirtless, on the kitchen floor. Blaine was hovering over him, armed with the ketchup bottle.
“Well, you‘re the one who lost the bet.” Blaine smirked.
“I still hate you.”
“Aww, don’t hate me.” Blaine pouted as Kurt rolled his eyes.
The punishment for Kurt was; he had to lie down and let Blaine draw a face on his chest and stomach with ketchup. Then, once the face was done, Kurt had to buy Blaine coffee at their regular coffee shop (Starbucks in this case) with his shirt still off and the ketchup face still there.
“Too late.” grumbled Kurt “Where are you going?” he asked as Blaine stood up and left the kitchen leaving the bottle of ketchup next to Kurts body. “Blaine?”
“Alright, now let‘s get this started.” Blaine said, coming back into the room, Lizzy wriggling in his arms laughing in delight.
“What? Oh, no. No, no. Blaine! It’s bad enough having you do this. Now your gonna have Lizzy help.” Kurt protested.
“Yes” Blaine stated “You‘re being mean…and it‘s only fair Lizzy has some fun decorating you. She is, after all, a member of our funny little family.”
Kurt glared at him but didn’t argue. “Come on, let‘s get this over with.”
Kurt, in all his 27 years, only had a short list of regrets. The main one right now was making the bet in the first place. Right now he was standing, waiting, for the elevator doors to open. Blaine, standing next to him with Lizzy strapped into her brand new stroller, staring at Kurt’s ketchup face with a smile.
The face that currently covered Kurts chest and stomach was drawn with a surprising amount of detail. It had curved, swirley line that connected to each of his nipples. The eyes were round circles with large pupils that filled the middle. The nose -well Blaine wasn’t very good at drawing noses, so the nose was just a plain old ‘C’ shape. The shape of the mouth was basically a hot dog shape with six vertical lines inside it to resemble teeth.
Blaines favourite part about the face, however, had to be the cheeks. Originally, Blaine had only put a few freckles there before he considered the face done. Lizzy, on the other hand, didn’t think so. She had crawled over to Kurt’s side and placed her tiny hand onto the freckles, then moved it in a circle motion. This made the smiley face have very rosy cheeks by the time she was done with it, perfectly resembling Kurt’s blush at that moment in time.
“Come on, Kurt. We haven‘t got all day.” Blaine called, as he stepped into the elevator when it pinged open, pushing Lizzy inside with him.
Kurt held his head up high, despite his embarrassment, as he walked into the elevator. One of these days he would win a bet with Blaine. One of these days Blaine would regret ever humiliating Kurt in public.
Someday, Blaine Anderson was going to pay.
For Kurt, the normally short walk to Starbucks seemed to drag on forever, for Blaine the walk didn’t last long enough.
People in the streets only seemed to glance at Kurt’s chest then walk on as if it were normal. Others, didn’t seem to notice at all. Occasionally, someone would stop in the middle of the street (obviously a tourist, Kurt thought) with a look of horror, and stare at Kurt until he was out of sight.
The bell on the door of the shop went off as the three of them entered.
Half of the customers (the regulars) looked at them, smirked, then went back to their conversations. The rest of the people looked at them in confusion, they went back to their conversations, but kept occasionally looked in Kurt’s direction again.
Blaine went to their usual table with Elizabeth while Kurt walked up to the coffee barista.
The barista, a tall strawberry blond girl with beautiful aquamarine eyes that any straight male would fall into (hence some of the regulars), looked up at him and smiled, biting her lip to keep from laughing at Kurt’s ketchup covered chest.
“Hello, Emily.” Kurt sighed, knowing that she secretly dieing with laughter.
This was not the first time that Emily had seen Kurt with a ketchup stained stomach. This face wasn’t the weirdest face that she’d seen drawn on Kurt, nor was it the funniest, but every time Kurt came into the coffee shop with that look of pure frustration she couldn‘t help but laugh. Not to mention the Non-New Yorkers’ faces’ when he walked through the door.
Last time Kurt had walked into the coffee shop after losing a bet he had a pirate-smiley face, complete with eye-patch and beard. The time before that he had a Cyclops on his chest, and the times before that Emily didn’t work at Starbucks.
“Again?” Emily grinned, nodding down to Kurts chest.
“Mhmm” Kurt grumbled.
“What bet did you lose this time?”
“The baby‘s weight.” he replied, flicking his head in Blaine’s direction.
“What ba- OH MY GOD SHE‘S SO CUTE!!” Emily squealed, her reaction turning a few heads.
Lizzy was currently sat on Blaines lap. Blaine was lightly bouncing her up and down, talking to her with what looked to be pure affection, though it was impossible to hear what he was saying from the distance between them.
“Wait!” Something seemed to click in Emilys head. “Is this yours and Blaines baby? OMG! Are you and Blaine finally a couple? Oh! How-”
“Emily!” Kurt snapped “Shut up! No, me and Blaine are not a couple.” he paused “Wait. What do you mean ‘finally’ a couple?”
“Oh, er…Nothing.”
“Uh-huh.” Kurt said, plainly. “Anyway…Coffee!”
“The usual?” Emily smiled.
“The usual.” he confirmed.
“Okay.” Emily started pressing buttons on the cash register. “Would you like some mustard with that?” she asked, pointing at Kurts chest.
Kurt was not amused.
Comments
I'm sorry it took so long to update. I will try to update soon xxxxxx
Aaaw :D Loved it, so cute! I'd love to hear more from you! Your story only appears on my tracked stories list once in a blue moon :p
Aww this is so cute! I can't wait fir more haha and nice bet lose, shame I'm a girl so I can't really air those bets with my friends...xD
OMG!! PinkSunglassesAndSaiSwords! I didn't think you would've ended up reading my stories. I love YOU!!
this story is seriously freakin' cute - can't wait to read more :D
I honestly love this!! I wish you would update it, because I seriously need more of this in my life :) xx
Your wish has been granted :)
Omg Kurt and Blaine are so child playful like I love it. This story is funny and cute. Please Please tell me they are gonna get to together soon.
Lol, I can't say soon. But this is a Klaine fic.
Honestly? I don't know anything about adoption or anything. I was 13 when I started writing this. I assume they can, because in some states people aren't married but they adopt. But I don't know if they use one parent on the forms...Put it this way, think of how it happens the way it makes sense to happen... If it helps, I want Elizabeths last name to be 'Hummel'
Question: I tried figuring it out but I still can't quite find the answer. Since Kurt and Blaine aren't married, I was confused about the adoption. Can two non-married people adopt a child? Or did only one of them take on the "official" parenthood?