"Hwellow?"

"Hey, is it Finn?"

"Ohhhh, hewy Burht!"

"Are you drunk Finn?"

"No, sorry, I just saw this awesome video about stuffing your mouth with marshmallows! And I'm also watching the game, are you watching it?"

"And of course, you would try it yourself. Yeah I am watching it. Anyway, how's everybody doing?"

"Well, Kurt a bit tired and stressed, but he's also happy that Blaine's back home".

"Blaine's back home? Isn't he on tour in Europe?"

"Yeah, but he came home."

"What about Kurt, what he's so stressed about? He won't tell me anything."

"Nah, he's just stressing about how all of his clothes won't fit him in a couple of weeks."

"Why wouldn't his clothes fit him?"

"You know, because of his stomach. He's like in the tenth week now, you know?"

"Finn? What the hell are you talking about? What's this about his stomach and tenth week?", and then Finn realized, Burt doesn't know yet.

"Finn? You still there? Do you have Kurt there?"

"Uhhh, he's not home right now. He's at work."

"I'm home!", came from the doorway, and to Finn's dismay Burt could hear it over the phone. Kurt came through the doorway to the living room where Finn sat on the couch with Burt on the phone. "Who are you talking to?"

"Finn, put Kurt on the phone."

Finn took his phone and gave it to Kurt. Kurt took the phone with a confused face while Finn had one of pure horror. Who knew what Kurt was gonna do to him when he was finished.

"Honey, calm down. You know he had to find out eventually."

"Yeah, but I was kinda dreading that 'eventually' part."

Kurt and Blaine was driving through Lima, after the phone call with his dad, Burt had learnt that he had a son who was carrying a ten weeks old baby, in his stomach.

"But you would have had to call him and tell him. You tell each other everything."

"Okay, not everything, but mostly everything, but look at it from this side, I wasn't the one who told him. Maybe someone should think before he talks!"

"Hey, it wasn't my fault, it was you who just hadn't told him yet!", Finn said, who sat in the backseat.

"No, because I was waiting for the right moment. You don't just call your dad and say 'Hey dad, I'm pregnant, and yes I am a guy!'. I doesn't work that way. Either way, it was you who spilled the beans."

"Kurt, sweetie, think of it this way, if Finn hadn't slipped the news, Burt could've potentially found out through a magazine or news paper, and that would have been very interesing."

"Yeah, now that you say it. Are we there yet?"

"Yep!"

The car pulled up on the driveway and Blaine turned off the engine.

"Are you ready?", Blaine grabbed Kurt's hand and squeezed it.

"Oh that must be them, are you coming Burt?", Carole said from the kitchen. "Burt? Where are you?" Carole wandered into the living room where Burt wasn't. Knowing she shouldn't keep them waiting at the door she went and opened it.

"Blaine! Kurt! And Finn! It's lovely to see you all again." Carole embraced them in a big hug and ushered them inside. "If you just sit in the living room, I'll go find Burt."

Carole had absolutely no idea where Burt had gone, so wandered upstairs to look around.

"Burt? Are you here?", she checked their bedroom. No Burt in sight in there. She checked the bathroom, the boys old rooms. Aha! The attic! She went down the hallway, and true to her suspicions, the ladder was down.

"Burt!" He was sitting on an old wooden chest in the attic, stroking an old blanket. "What are you doing up there?"

Carole climbed the ladder.

"Are you coming down? They're here."

"Yeah, I'm coming." Burt stood up, still clutching the blanket in his hands. He climbed down the ladder and followed Carole down to the living room.

"Dad", Kurt said who stood up from the couch. The moment Burt saw his son, he embraced him in a tight hug. "I missed you Kurt. You know, you will always be my little boy, my son. I love you".

"I missed you too dad, I love you too". Kurt looked with a worried expression at Burt. "Is something wrong dad?"

"Nope, everything's perfect. You're just, you're just growing up so fast". Blaine joined Kurt by his side. "Hey Blaine, how ya doing?" Burt hugged Blaine with a pat to his back.

"Everything's great, Kurt's a bit grumpy sometimes though", Blaine said as he embraced Kurt from behind and put his hands over this stomach.

"Hey, it's not me, it's Lizzie who sends me all these vibes of 'Hey you have to be grumpy now".

"It's a girl?" Burt asked with tears in his eyes.

"No, we don't know yet. It's just Kurt who has all of these vibes of it".

"Yeah, he bought a whole magazine on how to figure out the sex of your child on your own", Finn chimed in.

"Hey, no hate on the pregnant man. Anyway, it doesn't matter".

"Well, no matter the gender, I have something for you guys", Burt showed the blanket to Kurt.

"My blanket? The one mom made?"

"Yeah, I want my grandchild to have it."

"Thanks dad, it means a lot to us". Kurt hugged his dad, and Burt grabbed hold of Kurt, and Blaine, and Finn, and Carole. "I love you guys."

"You guys want to stay for dinner?"

"Love to, why don't you guys talk a bit".

"I'll help you out Carole", Blaine said and followed her into the kitchen. Kurt, Burt and Finn sat down in the couch.

"Now Kurt, now I want you to explain something to me."

"I think I already know what you want me to explain."

"How in the world did you get pregnant?"