Sarah was lying on her stomach on the floor of her bedroom, colouring the last part of the bears' arm. She loved colouring, and bears were her most favourite animal ever. Kicking her feet lazily, she moved her purple crayon carefully over her bear. She always did her best to stay inside the lines she drew.

Sarah almost never coloured her animals the 'right' colour. She much preferred to make them completely her own.

She looked up and down the picture trying to see if she had forgotten anything. There was something missing. Something big... But she couldn't figure out what. If she figured it out she'll add it in later, but for right now, she was done.

Sarah stood and walked determinedly to the door when she realized what she had forgotten on her picture.

"Artists always sign their work!" Sarah exclaimed foolishly, feeling silly she had forgotten. That was one of the main things her dads said when she asked them how she could be a real artist.

Sarah dug around in her pencil case, and pulled out her favourite blue pen. She got it from her dad. It was a real business person pen. She liked to call it her business pen.

The five year old smiled brightly at her finally completed picture and raced out of her room, down the hall, and into the living room to show it to her father.

Kurt was stretched across the couch lazily, with an arm over his eyes, relaxing after a long day of work.

Sarah saw her daddy napping and for a split second she was going to let him sleep. But he just had to see her picture so-

"Daddy daddy look at my picture!" Sarah said loudly, as she landed heavily on Kurt's stomach.

Kurt jolted forward and opened his eyes quickly to see a big purple bear staring back at him.

"Isn't he gorgeous?" Sarah said in an awed whisper, as she marvelled at her work. It was probably the best bear she ever drew. It was even better than Prince Fluffington, the big blue bear she drew last week.

Kurt took a moment to catch his breath before smiling at his daughter. "Yes yes, it's very pretty."

"Can we put him on the fridge with the others?" Sarah asked excitedly, locking eyes with her father.

Kurt laughed gently as he sat up, pulling Sarah down onto his lap. "Of course we can." Kurt replied sweetly, hugging her tightly to his chest.

"Yay! C'mon, let's go!" Sarah attempted to pull away but Kurt just hugged her tighter. Sarah laughed loudly and struggled against her dad. "Daddy let go of me! We need to put my bear on the fridge!"

"But I'm tired! I don't want to get up right now, we can do it later." Kurt replied with a laugh as he pulled his daughter onto his stomach and laid back down, intent on falling back asleep.

"Dad! Lemme go!"

"No." Kurt replied simply, hugging Sarah tighter, using her like a giant teddy bear, as she squealed with laughter.

Sarah squeezed her hands between herself and her father, and poked him hard in the ribs. Kurt yelled in surprise, and began to laugh, unknowingly releasing Sarah instantly.

"Don't poke me there! I'm extremely ticklish!"

Sarah laughed loudly as she ran across the living room and out into the hall toward the office/music room. She knocked once before swinging the door open and finding her father sitting in front of the piano, reading some music.

"Daddy! Daddy lookit!" Sarah exclaimed loudly, sitting next to Blaine on the piano bench.

Blaine smiled down at his daughter, as he set his music aside to take the picture from Sarah's hands.

"Oh you coloured a purple one this time! It is very, very pretty Sarah." Blaine praised happily, as he planted a soft kiss to the top of Sarah's head.

Sarah beamed up at her father and took her picture back to point out her favourite parts.

"...and that's his watch. He uses it to tell time and to shoot lazers at his enemies and to communicate with his friends." Sarah said wisely pointing to the purple bear's striking blue watch. "And- OH! Look look look! I signed it like a real artist! And I used my business pen that you gave me!"

Blaine looked down at his daughter in awe. She really was something special.

"I think it's beautiful." A large smile graced Sarah's cheeks as she looked down at her drawing. It really is amazing.

"Does it have a name yet?" Blaine asked simply.

Sarah felt her jaw drop.

How in the world could she forget a name?

Sarah stared blankly ahead searching her mind frantically for the perfect name.

"Uhm... how about... I... I don't know. Dad help me! I need a name!"

"Woah, don't pressure yourself. The perfect name will come to you eventually."

"I- but I- I need a name right now daddy! He can't just be nameless! What if I never pick a name and he feels unloved or something! He needs a named right now!"

"Slow down, you can't rush art remember?"

Sarah thought over Blaine's words for a moment before nodding slowly in understanding. She felt a bit of relief wash over her. She'll find the perfect name later. No need to rush it, she thought, as she turned back to her art.

"C'mon Sarah. I got up just to put your bear on the fridge." Kurt said entering the room with a roll of scotch tape in his hands.

Sarah smiled so hard she felt like her face might break. Kurt left the room to the kitchen and Sarah hopped off the piano bench to follow him.

"C'mon daddy! You have to come to!" Sarah stated matter-of-factly, pulling Blaine by the wrist to the kitchen.

Blaine and Kurt sat on the floor in front of the fridge, hand in hand, leaning into each other.

Sarah searched the fridge frantically, debating where the best place would be, while her parents just smiled at all the animals on their fridge. Everything from pink giraffes to yellow llamas covered the fridge from head to toe.

"THERE! RIGHT NEXT TO PRINCE FLUFFINGTON!" Sarah shouted, practically vibrating with excitement. "THEY CAN BE BEST FRIENDS AND PRINCE FLUFFINGTON CAN PROTECT THE NEW BEAR WITH HIS MAGIC CROWN WHILE THE NEW BEAR PROTECTS PRINCE FLUFFINGTON WITH HIS LAZER WATCH!"

Kurt laughed to himself while Blaine and Sarah discussed all the adventures the two bears could have together. He took the picture from Sarah's hands and taped it right next to the big blue bear.

Sarah took a step back to marvel at the friendship she had just created.

"It's beautiful." Sarah whispered, gazing at her art.

Kurt pulled Sarah into his lap and held her tightly. "I'm proud of you Sarah. These are all really good." Kurt kissed his daughter's cheek and smiled when he heard her giggle.

Blaine watched his little family and decided to join in on the group hug. He crawled to the space just behind Kurt and pulled them to his chest, wrapping his arms around them both lovingly. Sarah giggled once more before relaxing into her father's embrace. Sarah always loved to take naps in her parents' arms. It was the safest, warmest, most comfortable place in the entire world. She could already feel herself dozing off when Kurt asked if she wanted a snack.

"Can I have a cookie?" Sarah asked excitedly, all signs of sleep leaving as quickly as they came. "A chocolate chip cookie?"

"Of course you can sweetie," Blaine said, ruffling her hair slightly, as he stood to get the cookies from the cupboard.

"Can... can I have two?" Kurt laughed at his daughter and stood up, carrying Sarah off the ground with him.

"I don't want to spoil your appetite though... we'll be eating dinner soon and..." Blaine's train of thought was cut off by the adorably sad looked that now covered Sarah's entire being. She looked like a little puppy. Her hands held in front of her like she was begging, her eyes wide and sad, her bottom lip sticking out slightly to accent just how much she needed that second cookie.

It's like she practiced that look in the mirror, Blaine thought, as he reluctantly pulled out another cookie, handing them both to the adorable brown haired girl.

Sarah squealed in delight, and took a cookie in each hand, taking a bite of one. "Thank you daddy!" She garbled, mouth full of cookie, as she leaned over in Kurt's arms to leave a small, crumb covered kiss on Blaine's cheek. "Oh and thank you too daddy." Sarah said, turning to kiss Kurt's cheek.

"Why are you thanking me again?" Blaine said sarcastically.

"No I meant my other daddy!" Sarah said to Blaine in a huff. Her dads always played these kinds of jokes on her. They were so annoying!

"Oh so I'm the other daddy now am I?" Kurt asked jokingly.

"No! No! Never!" Sarah said frantically.

"Oh so I'm the other daddy?" Blaine put a hand over his chest, pretending to be offended.

"Stop! You're confusing me!"

Kurt laughed and leaned in to whisper advice into Sarah's ear.

Sarah giggled and jumped to the ground to face Blaine seriously.

"You're not the other daddy, you're the short daddy!" Sarah exclaimed, as she ran off to her room.

Blaine turned to watch her leave, completely taken aback. "Hey! I- I'm not that short!"

"Oh really now?" Kurt walked over to stand face to face with Blaine. He was only a few inches taller, but Kurt loved reminding Blaine of the fact he was shorter.

"I- Shut up! You're not that much taller than me!" Blaine stood up as tall as he could without perching himself on his toes.

Kurt laughed, wrapping his arms around Blaine's waist and stared deep into his hazel eyes.

"I'm still taller." Kurt said lightly pressing a soft, loving kiss to Blaine's lips.

"Well... at least I'm taller than Sarah."

"Yes you're taller than our five year old daughter. Congratulations, Blaine." Kurt replied in a lovingly sarcastic tone.

"Shuddup." Blaine laughed, pulling Kurt closer to place a tender kiss on his husbands mocking lips.

KAY! This fic will basically be following the Hummel-Anderson family through life. I have a quite a few idea's planned out already, it's just a matter of writing it. I don't know how often this will be updated though. Whenever I have time I'll write. :)

For the time being I think everything will be sunshine and rainbows but as they get older everything might get angsty and yeah. You know how teens are.

I'm really really excited about this one guys. Just saying. asdkfjhaskjdf I hope you like it. :s