She was keeping the house much cleaner than Burt usually did, not that Burt didn't clean, but she added a female touch to the place that it didn't have before.

While Burt was at work, she'd clean the entire house, and then surprise him with a nice dinner when he arrived home. Kurt couldn't remember ever seeing the place so spotless. He liked it.

But Blaine or Finn always managed to make a mess somehow after all of Carole's hard work. Finn usually was the one to break something, wagging his big tail and clumsily knocking over a vase or a glass of milk that was on the table.

Blaine on the other hand would end up letting his curiosity get the better of him, messing up the newly made bed by sticking his head under the sheet and then running around under them the one time that Carole put him on the bed.

He was still too tiny to jump up there himself, and Kurt had tried hinting at Burt so that he'd pick the puppy up and put him on the bed with them before they fell asleep, but Burt never seemed to get the message, so Kurt had been sleeping in Blaine's dog bed every night so he wouldn't be lonely or upset.

But today, was another one of Carole's cleaning days, and she seemed to learn how to avoid one of Finn or Blaine's accidents to prevent more messes.

Finn was asleep on the couch, and Blaine raced over to Kurt, who was batting at one of his many toys.

"Kurt! Kurt! Help!"

"What? What happened? What's wrong?"

"Carole's going in the cave!"

"The cave?"

"The dangerous cave!"

"What dangerous cave?"

"The cave where the monster lives!"

"Monster? What are you talking about, Blaine?"

"You know the monster! He comes out and tries to eat me! And Carole's going in the cave where he lives! What if he eats her? I don't want the monster to eat Carole, she's really nice!"

"Oh Blaine... that's not a monster, that's a vacuum cleaner, and it doesn't live in a cave, it's kept inside a closet..."

"It lives in a closet?"

"It doesn't live anywhere, it's not alive. It's just a thing humans use to suck up dirt so the house stays clean."

"I think it is alive, and I think it doesn't want to suck up dirt, it wasn't to suck us up and eat us!"

"Blaine, it doesn't want to eat us. It just wants to get rid of dirt."

"It might still want to suck us up!"

"Are you saying I'm dirty, Blaine?"

"No, not dirty, but you have a lot of fur."

"What's your point?"

"Well, Carole's always saying that our fur is all over her clothes and stuff... I'm sure she's used that wackum to suck up animal fur when she's cleaning."

"Vacuum, Blaine... vacuum."

"So if it's purpose in life is to suck up our fur to clean, then why wouldn't it attack the source of the fur so it never has to worry about cleaning up again!"

"First of all, it doesn't think of doing that, because it doesn't think, it's not alive. Second of all, it'd still have to clean, there's more than just fur floating around here, there's dirt and dust too."

"You never know."

"I do know, I've lived here longer than you have, and I've never been sucked up by the vacuum. You're safe."

"You promise?"

"I promise." Kurt said just as Carole started vacuuming the living room.

Blaine raced over to the vacuum, barking at it as loud as he could. Finn raised his head, tilting it slightly as if he was trying to figure out what he was doing.

"Oh Blaine, you silly little mutt, quit barking." Carole said laughing.

"What's going on?" Finn asked.

"I'm telling that thing to leave Carole alone!"

"What's it doing to her?"

"It's going to suck her up!"

"Oh goodness gracious, I thought we had this conversation..." Kurt said as he hopped onto the couch, sitting himself next to Finn.

"Hey you vacer! Go back to your closet!"

"Vacuum, Blaine!" Kurt shouted, followed by a loud, aggravated, sigh.

"Blaine, sweetie, please... I'm trying to clean there, you're in my way." Carole said, but Blaine continued to bounce in front of where ever Carole tried to vacuum.

"What on Earth are you doing?"

"I'm trapping it!"

"Blaine... you're not trapping it, you're just making it harder for Carole to clean." Kurt explained.

"Oh, Blaine... fine... I'll go clean the kitchen. I'll wait until Burt get's home to finish vacuuming in here. Maybe he can distract you long enough for me to get something done." She said, turning the vacuum off and heading out of the room.

"I did it, Kurt! I scared the vacuum so much that it stopped moving around and making that scary noise!"

"It's pronounced... oh wait, that was right... good job."

"Thank you!"

"Looks like that thing won't be giving you anymore trouble." Kurt teased.

"Nope! I'm too brave!" Blaine said proudly.

The vacuum fell over towards Blaine, making a loud noise as it hit the floor.

Blaine jumped up and raced under the couch, hiding. Kurt laughed.

"Yeah, you're one brave pup, Blaine."