Oh where to begin. I keep telling myself to finish my other fanfics before I start new ones. This was supposed to be a OneShot, but alas I always have the need to put more information and back story then necessary. This is greatly inspired by all the moment where Blaine just looks like the cutest little puppy you have ever seen. I swear Darren has perfected the puppydog eyes look. And people have designated Kurt as a cat and I agree. His attitude is very much like that of a cat. So this honestly started out as a sentence, for a drawing I was going to do and somehow it exploded. It will probably become my NotePad fic, because I wrote all of this, believe it or not, on the NotePad app on my iPod touch. So now I have three stories to keep straight. At least in this one they are animals so it'll be harder to confuse them... I'll shut up so you can read now.

~k8y411

Oh and on the off chance anyone draws fanart for my fics please link them to me I want to see them :)

It was just like any other day, wake up, eat, go to lessons, play at home til dinner, dinner, sleep, rinse repeat. Blaine had grown accustomed to this schedule. After five days of lessons there were two days of fun sometimes he got to go to the beach or the parks, but his favorite time was when he got to stay home alone. Though the Dalton Training Academy taught against it, Blaine absolutely adored climbing on the furniture. He was getting quite good at it. He could balance himself has he walked across the top of the couch. If he was really daring he would jump from chair to chair and maybe even onto the table. He knew if he was caught he'd be in serious trouble, so he reserved it for days when he was by himself.

"Blaine? Blaine?" a mans voice called and then whistled. "Come on boy, time for obedience class, let's go" Blaine perked up his curly haired floppy ears as much as they would go.

He turned to the door, excited, "Oh yes! Car ride!" Blaine ran down the stairs so fast he almost tripped over his feet.

"There you are." he ruffled the hair on Blaine's curly head and took him into the car. Blaine loved the wind on his face and the window was rolled down just enough for him to feel the wind. They got to the Dalton Training Academy and Blaine was overjoyed to see his classmates again.

When they got to the front desk an old lady smiled at Blaine, "hey there Blaine" she ruffled his hair and turned to his owner. "Good morning Mr. Anderson."

"I've told you, you can call me Walker."

The lady smiled and nodded "They are getting their licenses today." she turned back to Blaine, "Aren't you excited?"

Blaine wagged his tail, not sure what license meant but their tones of voice meant something good. Now Blaine was still a puppy but he was doing quite well in obedience training. He had friends, but he was still kind of an outcast. He didnt like the proper way they had to act but he wanted to fit in especially since he was the only non purebred in his class. No one ever said anything but he could help feeling different. Class went by as usual, he and his owner practiced old tricks and learned new things, but today everyone got their licenses. It was obvious to Blaine that his classmates knew what it meant, so he pretended to know too. It was finally the end of class and Blaine couldn't wait for the after class playtime.

Each puppy got called up by their owners as practice to show they could come and sit. Blaine felt so nervous, he knew these tricks but it was different not having the teacher command him. Walker called and Blaine did his best to walk with his head high and his feet lightly trotting. He made it to the front to Walker and sat on command, but he could smell the treat and began to get ansty. He suddenly felt really hungry. The teacher was saying things to Walker but Blaine didn't know the words she was using.

Finally they took out something that looked like a belt. It was dark blue and had a shield shaped metal thing on it. It had a red "D" on the front and Blaine's name on the back with other symbols Blaine didn't know. The teacher handed it to Walker and he fastened it around Blaine's neck. Blaine couldn't fight the urge to shake and he did, the collar made a jingling sound. Blaine was startled but he felt this thing around his neck had to be really important so he kept himself from scratching at it. He got his treat and then ran back to their seats with Walker.

The remaining puppies got their matching collars and they were let loose in the big dog park behind the training school. Blaine ran more than his friends and climbed on anything he could he had the urge to sing but to human ears the sound of dog singing isn't pretty. He had some chats with his friends but had to put on his purebred fascade. Blaine never understood why they couldn't unwind and have fun like him. Maybe their owners weren't as fun as Walker.

After playtime Walker took Blaine home. He unlocked the doggie door, so that Blaine could come and go as he pleased while Walker was gone.

"I'll be back soon little guy I've got a gig audition. Wish me luck!" Blaine barked back and as soon as the door closed Blaine ran to the couches he jumped up onto the top of the headrests and caught himself in the mirror. He looked so different with this collar on. As he was checking himself out he saw a reflection of the window.

There was something on the wall in the backyard, it looked like a short haired dog with pointy ears and a long tail. Blaine had never seen a dog like that before. He gracefully jumped down from the couch and went out through the doggie door to talk to this strange dog.

"Hi" the strange dog did not respond. Blaine sat next to the wall looking like a cute little puppy, his hazel eyes momentarily met the blue eyes of the strange dog. He cleared his throat. "I'm Blaine I've never seen a dog like you before." that caught it's attention.

"I am not a dog."

Blaine decided that this...not dog had a pretty voice. "Oh? Then what are you?"

The not dog looked annoyed with Blaine but it could see the innocence in it's eyes. "You don't know?" Blaine shook his head. "My name is Kurt and I am a cat...well right now I am a kitten, but one day I will be a cat."

"Cat." Blaine said as if testing the word.

Kurt stared down at the puppy. He had never encountered a dog that wasn't trying to catch him. He had heard of stories about cats and dogs living together, but he had always thought it was a myth.

"Well Kurt the cat...kitten it is nice to make your aquaintence."

Kurt gave him a look. "Do you always talk like that?"

Blaine was surprised by the question. "Well...hmmm...that's how the other dogs I know talk but it feels weird when I talk like that..."

"hmm..well it's nice to meet you, too I suppose." Kurt expected that to be the end of the conversation and began to groom himself.

Blaine stared. "What are you doing?"

Kurt thought this was the most ignorant dog he had ever met, but judging by the neighborhood he was a spoiled dog and didn't know much better. "Grooming myself."

Blaine tilted his head in the cutest way. "Isnt that what baths are for?"

"Cats don't have to take baths, they keep themselves clean without them."

"Really?" Blaine's tail was wagging fast now. "I wish I could be a cat, I hate taking baths." Blaine's thick and curly coat made baths quite unpleasant.

Kurt looked down at him puzzled by his statement and admired the luscious curls the puppy had. "That's an awfully strange thing for a dog to say."

Blaine wanted to be closer to Kurt and was trying to jump up to where Kurt was on the wall. "What are you doing?" Kurt leaned his head down over the edge of the wall.

"Trying. To. Jump. Up. There." The wall was much to high. Kurt let out a quiet chuckle that tickled Blaine's sensitive ears.

"Silly puppy, you won't be able to get up here."

Blaine pouted Kurt was suddenly realizing how nice dogs could look. "How'd u get up then?"

"I am a cat, we can jump higher and have better balance than dogs."

Blaine thought for a moment and Kurts tail flicked back and forth as he watched. "Well then I guess that's another good reason to be a cat." Blaine smiled, wagging his tail.

Kurt found himself smiling too. There was distant dog barking in the distance that caused Kurt to tense up. "You are one strange little puppy."

Blaine noticed the tension but ignored it because he wanted to ask. "You keep saying that...What makes me so weird?" Blaine tilted his head in that cute way again.

Kurt got up to leave. "Dogs and cats are supposed to be enemies." Blaine's tail stopped wagging and he made such a sad face it nearly broke Kurt's heart. Kurt just turned and began to walk away. Blaine noticed how skinny he was and how he didn't even have a nice collar like himself.

Despite their brief encounter Blaine very much liked this cat. "Will you be here again tomorrow?"

Kurt paused at that and turned around. No one had ever cared if they'd see him again before. "We'll see..." Kurt gingerly and silently walked down the length of the wall and jumped off at the end.

Blaine watched the entire time. "bye..."