Oh my god, I have no idea how to be funny.

Chapter 2

"Where are we meeting them again?" Blaine said peering through the window and the snow outside.

"OH, turn left now, Now!" Kurt said.

Blaine slammed the break and turned quickly. He pulled into a parking space and stopped the car. He gave Kurt a dirty look.

"You can't do that Kurt, we have got a kid in the back."

Kurt turned to look at Micheal who was happily swinging his legs and humming I'm sexy and I know it. Kurt didn't know why that was his favorite song but if he liked it Kurt wasn't going to stop him from breaking out into little performances of it every now and again. After all, it was so like Blaine and it made him happy, it was almost like he was their natural son.

"Sorry." Kurt said. "Look, Finn's car, he's already here. Oh I need to see the pictures of the baby. I can't believe we haven't met her yet."

Blaine nodded thoughtfully.

"We've both been a little caught up with things lately."

"I know, I was so happy when GScene started getting a bigger audience but know, looking back at how much I've missed."

"Hey." Blaine said touching his shoulder. "You managed being a new Dad and being the Editor in Chief of your own magazine. And it's not like I spent much time at home lately."

"New roles are always hard."

"We're both living the dream, it just has costs."

"I don't want my family to be the cost."

"No." Blaine agreed. "But you know they'll forgive you every time you let things slip."

"Daddy, Father, is this where Grandaddy is?"

"Yes Sweetheart and Uncle Finn and cousin Fletch."

"Who is Cousin Fletch?"

"He's Finn's son, he wasn't able to come meet you that weekend Finn came over because he had chicken pox. He's seven and is very nice. You two are going to be god friends. Shall we go in?"

"Yeah." Micheal answered.

Blaine got out and rubbed his hands together as he rushed to get Micheal out of his seat.

"Daddy, its cold."

"I know, I'm sorry, it's not safe to wear your snow gear when in the car seat. You can go in." Blaine said looking at Kurt and knowing he was eager to go see his Dad.

Kurt smiled and ran through the door of the cafe.

"Kurt!"

Kurt turned towards the familiar voice and saw his Dad jumping up from a booth quickly followed by Finn.

Kurt was wrapped into a tight hug before he could speak. He let himself sink into the familiar embrace. He always missed him, no matter how short a period they were apart.

"Dad, happy birthday."

"It is now I've got my boys here." Burt said pulling back with a wide smile on his face.
Kurt laughed in happiness and turned to his brother. Had he gotten even taller?

"Oh Finn."

"Come here little brother."

"I told you, I'm older than you." Kurt said wrapping his arms around his big brother. He smelt of the cologne Kurt had sent him at Christmas and felt like protection and a hard tenderness that was a sensation that was only paired with his brother.

"How are you doing Kurt?" Finn asked him pulling away.

"I'm good. How are you? How's the baby, I need to see pictures."

Finn smiled.

"She's perfect but she's so so small. Tiny in a way that I can't remember Fletch being."

"Where is Fletcher Lee?" Kurt said looking around and then spotting the boy sat at a booth a few feet away. "Hey there you are, you're getting big, come say hello." Kurt opened his eyes wide and the little boy ran into them.

It didn't seem so long ago that he was holding the boy in his arms and singing him to sleep. The time went so fast, it was so precious, Kurt had wanted a child from the minute Fletcher had been born. He had paced around the waiting room with Finn, he had reassured him that everything would be alright and then when the nurse had brought the tiny bundle out he had cried with him. If they hadn't have been true brother before then that moment had made them such.

"I love you little guy."

"I love you too Uncle Kurt." Fletch pulled away he looked around Kurt and smiled.

"Hi Uncle Blaine."

"Hey Fletch!" Blaine shouted and nodded to wards Finn and Burt as Burt reached to take Micheal from his arms.

"Here's my other grandson. We're all here now."

Kurt wondered when the last time he had seen his father so happy.

"How are you doing Blaine?"

"Hi Dad, you look well."

"You bet i'm well, looking forwards to the fishing?"

Kurt was impressed, Blaine hardly paused for a second before he nodded.

"Yep, definitely. And the whiskey if you remembered it."

Burt laughed.

"Like I would forget. Do you remember the last time?"

"Snippets."

"Do you remember that police officer?"

"That would be one of the snippets I remember yes." Blaine said awkwardly.

"Ready to eat Micky." Burt asked Micheal."

"Burgers!"

"Burgers it is." Burt said putting him down.

"Hey, Micky, Meet my son Fletch." Finn said kneeling down to the little boys level. "He's your cousin. Fletch, come say hello."

The two boys approached each other consciously.

"Hi." Fletch said.
"Hi." Micheal replied. "Do you like burgers?"

"Burgers are the best, I like them with cheese."

"And Bacon."

Fletch nodded.

"Yeah, that's cool, that's what I'm going to have."

"Me to."

"Let's sit down." Burt suggested pointing towards the booth.

"Can I sit next to Fletch?" Micheal asked.

"Yes." Fletch asked patting the seat next to him.

"Any idea what you want Kurt?"

Kurt stared at the menu, it seemed to all be fatty and salty with portions of meat four times the size required for a healthy diet. Kurt felt a creeping feeling.

"Dad, is this the same place we ate in last time we were here?"

"Yeah, I even got the same cabin."

Kurt's mouth dropped open.

"The same Cabin?"

"Yep."

"The cabin which only had four bunks?"

"That's the one."

"Four single sized bunks."

"Get to the point kid."

"There are six of us."

"But two of them are small."

"So... we're bunking with the kids?"

"Problem?"

"This may be difficult for you to understand Dad. But Blaine and I have been sleeping in the same bed for about nine years now."

"Nine years." Burt said putting his hands on his waist. "You told me you were going to have different rooms in college. That was the agreement, you could have the same apartment but different rooms."

"Uh..." Kurt gave Blaine a guilty look. He looked away and Kurt swore at him in his mind.

"Uncle's in trouble." Fletch smiled.

"Hey, it worked out in the end." Kurt said with a smile.

"How about Fletch and Micheal bunk together." Finn said.

"Yeah, I'd like that." Fletch said. "Dad farts."

"This weekend just gets better and better." Kurt said. "Stuck in a tiny cabin on the ice with two kids and a flatulent brother."

"Hey, I'm not fat."

"No, flatulent doesn't mean fat Finn... oh give up."

"Ten minutes and you're already on my case."

"Let's get out the baby pictures." Blaine suggested.

"Okay, did you bring them with you Burt?"

"Bring what?"

"My baby pictures."

"He means Rachel's Finn."

"Oh right. Yeah, they're in the car but here's some." Finn handed over his phone showing the picture of an adorable baby wrapped in pink blanket and laying in a Noah basket.

"Oh Finn, shes adorable." Kurt gushed.

"beautiful, she's got your nose." Blaine said, his eyes bright. Kurt's heart sped up a little bit, there was nothing sexier than his husband with a baby. Another reason to see the new baby.

"How do you like being a brother Fletch?" Blaine asked.

"She cries and poops a lot."

"Uh.. other than that?"

"Sometimes she sleeps."

"Okay, well.. that's good I suppose."

"Dad, are we really going to be on a frozen lake?"

"Yeah." Finn answered.

"But what if it melts?"

"Like father like son." Kurt said.