Kurt was curled up happily in Blaine’s arms sleeping soundly. Or he was, until

“KURT! KURT! KURT! KURT! KURT!”

“Mmm, what?” Kurt mumbled sleepily, burying his head further into the pillow.

“Kurt, wake up! It’s Lizzie’s birthday!” Blaine answered excitedly.

“Blaine, it’s seven in the morning, she is asleep. She is also a baby, I’m pretty sure she has no idea that it is even her birthday. Go back to sleep.” Kurt said, turning himself to face Blaine.

“But it’s her first birthday. She deserves to enjoy every minute of it.” Blaine answered, with a puppy dog look in his eyes.

“Stop with the eyes!” Kurt laughed, hitting Blaine lightly on the shoulder.  “I agree, she does deserve to enjoy every minute but if you wake her up, she is going to be irritated for the rest of the day. So let her enjoy a lie in. And let me enjoy a lie in”

Blaine pouted and continued the puppy dog look. Kurt leaned forward and kissed the pout away, smiling as he did so. “Better?” he asked.

“Much better” Blaine replied, contently, before sighing and wrapping his arms round Kurt, hugging him tightly.  

5 minutes later.                                                                                                                                                                        

“Can I wake her up now?”

“BLAINE!”

At around 8 ‘o’ clock, Elizabeth began her day by wailing loudly. Hearing his daughter’s cries, Blaine immediately jumped to his feet and ran to her crib. “HAPPY BIRTHDAY BABY!” he shouted at her as he lifted her out of her bed.

Elizabeth had stopped crying and was now looking puzzled. “It’s your day, sweetheart!” Blaine said kissing her on the cheek.

Kurt had arisen from the bed and was stood in the doorway of Elizabeth’s bedroom, wrapping a dressing gown around himself. “Happy Birthday Lizzie, Daddy will give you a hug once Daddy Blaine has stopped acting like an overexcited child” Kurt said, raising an eyebrow at Blaine.

“Kurt, stop pretending you are not excited, now come here and hug your daughter.” Blaine said, pressing his cheek to Elizabeth’s face and looking expectantly at Kurt. They look so adorable was all Kurt could think so he moved forward and pulled the two of them into a hug. “Love you Lizzie” Kurt said kissing his daughter’s nose. She giggled softly at all the attention she was getting.

“Ahem” Blaine said. Kurt rolled his eyes before pecking Blaine on the lips. “Love you as well.”

All three of them were sat at the breakfast table; Lizzie was staring intently at the pile of presents that were stationed on the kitchen counter.

“Lizzie, Granddad and Grandma will murder me if I let you open any presents before he gets here” Kurt said to his daughter, attempting to distract her with food but she batted the spoon away. “Pres” she said happily, pointing at them.

“And you said she didn’t know it was her birthday” Blaine said, leaning back in his chair looking smug.

“Shush you. Come on Lizzie, please stop making me feel guilty and wait for granddad and grandma to get here. They will bring more presents?” Kurt reasoned.

Elizabeth titled her head, as if considering this, before saying ‘Yes’ and she looked towards the bowl of food in her father’s hand instead. Kurt smiled, shaking his head slightly but it was her birthday so he let her off her greediness.

Kurt suddenly felt two hands on his shoulders which were slowly sliding down his chest before they settled on his stomach.  “Sure she can’t open one?” Blaine said, resting his chin on top of Kurt’s head.

“You want to explain to my Dad why she already has some open presents?” Kurt answered.

“Good point” Blaine said thoughtfully, kissing the top of Kurt’s head quickly.

The doorbell rang at about 11 ‘o’ clock. Elizabeth had already had two more staring matches with the presents. The presents and her feeling-more-guilty- by – the –minute father had won.

“Thank God, they’re here, the guilt was killing me!” Kurt said, running to answer the door.

“Kurt!” “Hey” “DUDE!” came the chorus of greetings from his family.  There was a flurry of hugs as they all entered the house. Burt rushed towards his granddaughter “Happy Birthday Lizzie!”

“Where’s Rachel?” Kurt asked Finn.

“She will be here later. She’s picking up Lizzie’s present” Finn replied with a sly grin.

Kurt froze for a few seconds. “What did you get her?” his eyes narrowing at his brother.

“You will see” Finn said winking before going to greet the baby. “Happy Birthday to the best niece in the world ever!”

“You’re almost as bad as Blaine” Kurt said laughing, placing an arm around his husband lovingly. Blaine just smiled and leaned into the hug.

Elizabeth suddenly realised that all her family were present – well minus Rachel – and she began to point at the presents “PRES! PRES!” she screamed.

“Will Rachel mind?” Kurt asked Finn.

“No, she said to start without her”

“Come on then Lizzie. Present time!” Blaine said, as he began moving the presents in front of where she was sat on the floor.

Elizabeth immediately grabbed the nearest one, a small box covered in silver wrapping paper. She pulled at the paper for a while, prodding it in various places before realising she couldn’t open it alone and threw it promptly at Finn. Finn shuffled over to sit next to Lizzie and guided her hands to help her open the gift.

Inside the box was a fabric doll with a green pinafore and red cotton hair pulled into plaits. Elizabeth giggled with delight, grabbing the doll and inspecting it before settling the doll into her arms.

Finn passed her the next present eagerly and helped her unwrap it. This time, a small pink dress fell out of the paper.

This process went on for a while; until the once shiny paper was little more than scraps on the floor and Elizabeth was surrounded by presents. She had ended up with four new outfits – Kurt had gone a little overboard with the outfit buying - , a new teddy bear, toys and some little purple shoes.

Elizabeth sat happily within her presents, not sure of what to play with next but still loving the attention.

She looked towards her daddies and said “Thank” very clearly.

“Aw, Lizzie! Did you just try to say thank you?” Blaine said laughing, while Kurt just beamed at his daughter.

DING-DONG.

“Kurt? Finn?” Rachel’s voice came shouting from outside.

“I’m coming!” Kurt shouted back, standing up to open the door.

“Hi!” she greeted, she was wearing a red coat and carrying a small cardboard box with holes in the side of it.

Kurt narrowed his eyes slightly at the box, before shaking his head and following her back inside the house.

“Happy Birthday Lizzie!” her auntie cried, kneeling down and hugging the baby.  Then, “Hi Honey” she said greeting Finn with a quick kiss on the lips and finally “Hey Blaine!” she called into the kitchen where Blaine was gathering food. “Hi” came the faint but happy reply.

“Now, Lizzie, do you want your present from me and Uncle Finn?” Rachel said sweetly, smiling at her niece. Lizzie nodded enthusiastically, returning Rachel’s smile.

Rachel sat down next to Lizzie and reached her hands into the cardboard box, pulling a tiny black kitten.

“Mew” the kitten made a noise of contentment in Rachel’s arms. “Now, Lizzie, this little girl is for you. But be sure to share her with your daddies”

“RACHEL! FINN! You bought her a kitten?!” Kurt practically shouted, his eyes almost popping out his head.

“She’s not just for her, she is for you and Blaine as well” Finn answered.

“But still? A kitten? Really?” Kurt said, the uncertainty in his voice clearly showing. “We don’t have a basket or cat food or is she toilet trained? And we need toys and ...” Kurt carried on rambling, more to himself than anyone in the room.

Finn placed a hand on Kurt’s shoulder, firmly to shut him up. “We have a basket and food and some toys in the car ready and waiting. Yes she is toilet trained. Please keep her. We thought it would be a nice addition to the family.”

By this time, Blaine had walked into the room to see what the fuss was about. “Oooh, Kitten!” he cried, dropping to his knees beside Elizabeth. He motioned to his daughter to pass over the little cat which she did so. “Hello, cutie” he said, tickling the cat under the chin and holding it close to his body. He saw the worry in Kurt’s eyes and he looked over at him, holding the cat up next to his face. “Come on Kurt, please can we keep her? She’s cute” he said in a voice so sweet Kurt could practically see the adorableness radiating from his husband.

Kurt’s lips tightened as if he was trying not to smile. “But Blaine, we have a baby and our own jobs to keep on top of and…” his sentence trailed off as Blaine carried on smiling that smile at Kurt.

Kurt sighed. “What the hell? Welcome to the family, little one” Kurt reached out his hand to stroke the cat who mewed happily at the contact.

“So Lizzie, what shall we call her?” Blaine asked, still cradling the little kitten in his arms.

Elizabeth lifted her hand to pat the kitten softly on its head, before tilting her own head to one side and thinking. “Puss cat!” she came out with happily.

Blaine laughed before handing the kitten to Kurt and saying “You name her”. Kurt looked down at the kitten that was now prodding his lap with her paw playfully. He contemplated the kitten for a minute, she was black but there were grey shades within her fur and her eyes were perfect amber. He nodded slightly. “Amber?” he wondered aloud. The kitten mewed in response. “She likes it” Blaine said. “You like it Lizzie?”

“Yeah” came the happy answer from the baby.

“Now, we have the kitten naming ceremony out of the way, CAKE TIME!” Blaine said, jumping up and returning to the kitchen.

Kurt switched off the lights as Blaine came back with a small cake on a plate with one candle stuck in the middle of it.

The general singing of Happy Birthday was sung. And in Burt’s mind, it was one of the more beautiful version’s he had head what with Kurt, Blaine, Finn and Rachel’s voices all blending into harmony.

Elizabeth seemed to think so as well. She was beaming as she blew out her candle and although she couldn’t say it, she was thinking I have the best family in the world.