"Hey, that was my tricycle!"

"Well, now it's in a million pieces, and even if it wasn't, we don't exactly need a tricycle... throw it away?"

"Sure." Finn said with a shrug. "What's this?"

"My first tea set."

"Your what?"

"Never mind, just hand it over." Kurt said, taking it from Finn.

"You're keeping it?"

"My mom gave it to me, and I got rid of a lot."

"Okay... what's this?"

"I think it's my dad's, I'll ask if he still wants it or not."

"You know, emptying out this room is going by a lot faster than I thought. We'll be done in no time!"

"You'll be done in no time, I still have to decorate!"

"Do you think Blaine cares about decorating?"

"Of course! He's going to be living in here, he wants the place to look nice. I was thinking of painting the room blue, since he grew up in the ocean, what do you think?"

"Sounds great, dude."

"We have some paint in the garage that should work. Plus there were a few things in here that I could incorporate into my design."

"How many boxes do we have left?"

"Three, I think."

"The label on this one says baby stuff... I wonder if it's yours or mine."

"Only one way to find out."

Finn opened the box and laughed when he saw all the pictures. "Nice, Kurt." he said as he held the picture of a three year old Kurt trying to balance in his moms heels out for Kurt to see.

"You know, if we find your baby stuff, maybe we could put it all in one box and fit it in the hall closet."

"Sounds like a plan."

"Here it is!" Kurt laughed as he pulled the pictures out of the box. "Aw, little baby Finn with a toy car in his mouth... and here's another one of you banging on pots and pans, your first drum solo!"

"This box looks big enough, pass me the sharpie." Finn said. "I wrote "Finn and Kurt's baby stuff" on it, that should be specific enough."

"You would think so." Kurt laughed.

"Well, two boxes have now been turned into one box."

"That means there's just one box left."

"This is all my mom's stuff, I'm going to have to ask her before we get rid of any of it."

"Alright, you bring that box to Carole, I'll put the baby box in the hall closet, check on Blaine, and then start painting!"

"Sounds like a plan, dude."

Kurt put the box in the closet before heading downstairs to the living room. Blaine hadn't stopped watching TV since he was introduced to it. He was fascinated by it, he had watched almost every movie musical Kurt owned... twice.

"Hey, Blaine... what do you think of West Side Sto- Blaine?" Kurt looked around, surprised when Blaine wasn't on the couch.

He walked back upstairs, deciding to check his room first. Sure enough, there was Blaine, looking around curiously before spotting Kurt in the doorway, instantly smiling.

"There you are, what are you doing up here?"

Blaine pointed to Kurt.

"Looking for me? I told you I'd be emptying boxes in your new room with Finn if you needed me." Kurt stated. "What did you need?"

Blaine shrugged.

"Got bored after all that TV? Well, I'm about to paint your new room, you want to help?"

Blaine nodded, it was more than obvious that he didn't have a clue what paint was, he just really wanted to spend time with Kurt.

"Alright, I'll find us some new clothes to wear, don't want to get paint all over this outfit."

He walked into his closet and sighed. Despite how organized it was it seemed like he could never find what he was looking for.

He pushed past some outfits, even going as far as to throw some things out of his way.

"No, no... where is... ugh, that's not it." He mumbled.

"Maybe it's in the dresser." He stated, turning and exiting the closet, surprised by what he saw.

"Blaine... what on Earth..." he started as he looked him over.

There stood Blaine, wearing literally every single piece of clothing that Kurt had thrown out of the closet. From the shirt Kurt wore when he performed Defying Gravity, to one of his many vests, to a red jacket Kurt had worn once or twice, and even the pants he wore when he sang Some People to audition for a solo at Nationals.

Of course, these pants were far too long for Blaine since he was so short, and they covered his feet, though you couldn't tell since he had one foot in one of Kurt's boots, and the other in one of Kurt's high tops.

He was even wearing the hat Kurt had on when his father told him he asked Carole to marry him on his head.

The smile on his face showed that he was clearly proud of himself.

He looked at the green bow tie that was over the blue and red tie around Blaine's neck, then back at Blaine's face.

If anyone else had even thought about touching Kurt's wardrobe, they would've lost a hand.

But when Blaine did it? Kurt thought it was adorable, and he burst into laughter.

"What kind of look is that?" He asked between giggles, Blaine just struck a pose, which caused Kurt to laugh more. "I like it, the mismatched gloves really pull the whole look together, darling, it's so you, and I really like that hat on you. It makes you look like a puppy."

Kurt smiled before sighing.

"I hate to ask, but can you please take all those clothes off? I don't want you to get paint all over them." He dug through his dresser drawer and smiled when he found what he was looking for. "Change into this, okay?"

Blaine nodded as Kurt grabbed another outfit out of the drawer and headed into the bathroom. He changed into an old shirt that advertised his dad's tire shop and some worn out jeans he never wore anymore.

He walked back into his room, seeing that Blaine had changed into the old white shirt and jeans that Kurt had given him.

"Much more appropriate for painting." He said with a smile. "Can you help me put all these clothes back?"

Blaine smiled and nodded.

Once almost every outfit and piece of clothing was back where it belonged, Kurt bit his lip as he remembered the questions that popped into his head the other night.

Maybe now would be a good time to have a talk with Blaine, a serious talk.

"Hey, Blaine?" He said as he left the closet. "Can we talk for a second?"

Blaine's eyebrows raised in confusion, but he nodded and sat on the bed.

"You remember last night when we were watching the Little Mermaid?" Kurt sat on the bed. "How Ariel had a time limit of three days... do you have a time limit, Blaine?"

Blaine bit his lip and looked down a moment before nodding.

Kurt felt his heart sink.

"How long?"

Blaine scrunched his nose up, unsure of how to answer the question when he couldn't speak.

"A few days?"

Blaine shook his head.

"Weeks?"

He shook his head again.

"Months?"

Apparently not.

"Longer?"

Blaine nodded.

"A year?"

Another nod.

"A year? You have one year? Then you have to go back?"

Blaine scrunched his nose up again.

"You don't have to go back?"

Blaine sighed, it was so obvious that he was getting frustrated. He wanted to just... speak, answer Kurt's questions instead of playing this guessing game.

"Wait... is it like the Little Mermaid? You only have to go back if you fail to do something before the year is up?"

Blaine nodded his head quickly.

"What? What do you have to do?"

Blaine looked down. This time it wasn't the fact that Blaine couldn't talk that was preventing Kurt from getting the information he wanted.

"You're not allowed to tell me..."

Blaine sighed and shook his head.

"Why not?"

Blaine mouthed the word cheating.

"Cheating?"

Blaine nodded and pointed to Kurt.

"It's only cheating if you tell me? So... you could tell Finn? Or Mercedes?"

Blaine nodded.

"I don't understand. Why is it only cheating if you tell me?"

Blaine sighed again.

"It has something to do with me, doesn't it? I have to help you do something, and I have to do it on my own... without you asking me to."

Great. Now he knew that if something horrible happened to Blaine, it really was all his fault. Because if Blaine turned back into a merman, it was because Kurt wasn't doing what he needed to do to keep Blaine human, to get Blaine's voice back.

Talk about pressure.

Well, they had a year. One year for Kurt to figure out what it was he had to do. He was sure he could figure it out by then.

How hard could it be?

Once he did... whatever it was he had to do, Blaine's voice would come back, he would stay human, things would be okay.

Things would be okay, Kurt would make sure of it.

He wasn't going to let anything bad happen to Blaine.

Especially now that he knew it all depended on him.

He could do this, he knew he could do this.

He just had to figure out what it was first.