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Kurt smirked, raising an eyebrow at his father’s response. His mind swirled with different reasons and scenarios as to why they were at a random house as he unhooked his daughters from the car. He then slung their bags over his shoulder before trying to figure out how to carry both girls. He was relieved when Carole offered to carry Spencer and Blaine reached out for Tracey. He carefully handed his husband the carseat before climbing out with Hepburn and sliding close the side door. He followed his parents and Blaine towards the the front door, returning Blaine baffled look. He had a quick thought that maybe his parents bought a home here since they had a key and walked in, nonchalantly. But it didn’t make sense. Even if they had somehow sold their house, he would think that they would’ve moved to Washington D.C. since that’s where his dad worked. He was still trying to figure all this out as he walked into the house and was startled by the yelling. “Wha-” He was interrupted when the babies started crying and he quickly took Hepburn out of her carrier. “I’m sorry, peanut, I didn’t mean to jump,” he whispered, knowing that the fact that he practically jumped when everyone yelled didn’t help. He swayed side to side as he looked over at Carole with Spencer. “Maybe a surprise party wasn’t the best idea,” he teased, kissing the top of his daughter’s head. 

Blaine continued to soothe his daughter, smiling as her cries quieted. He heard Kurt mention it was a surprise party, and looked over at the crowd of their friends wondering whose house they were borrowing. Maybe it was Elliott’s parents house? Although he thought Elliott had grown up in New Jersey. Maybe Dani had made up with her parents? That would be nice for her and Santana. He opened his mouth to ask, but Santana cut him off “No, daddy seahorse. You and your disgustingly cute family are gonna follows me. No questions!” Blaine gave her an amused smile, but followed her up a set of stairs. He noticed that everyone was following them, and he figured he and Kurt were in for another surprise. “There isn’t going to be anymore loud noises right, Santana?” Blaine demanded freezing in place and hugging his daughter close. Santana turned around and let out a sigh at his posture. “Relax, I told them it was stupid to surprise you like that. No one’s out to hurt your precious babies. Now come on.” Blaine gave her a suspicious look before starting to walk again. Soon they stopped in front of an open room. “Okay go in” Santana told them gesturing towards the room. “Hummel-Andersons only.” Santana warned as she saw Sam move slightly. Carole handed Blaine, Spencer with a smile “So you can do it as a family.” She explained, Blaine gave her a nervous smile before walking forward into the room. “Oh, and Blainers?” Santana added, Blaine turned around slightly to look at her. “You gotta control your husband, that’s none of my business” Blaine gave her a baffled look but turned back around and looked around the room. They were in a beautifully decorated master bedroom. Blaine looked around confused why they’d been led to someone’s bedroom until he saw a letter on the bed. He walked over to the bed setting Spencer and Tracey down and moving the pillows on the bed so they were around them. He saw Kurt coming over and made room for Hepburn before sitting down on the bed, open the letter when Kurt was sitting next to him.   


Going Home 

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Kurt returned Blaine’s smile before looking out the window. Nothing looked familiar to him. Maybe they were just making up time? That’s probably it. They’re probably putting together a small ‘Welcome Home’ brunch with their friends and they’re running late. Or it could be the baby shower they never got! Mercedes was hinting about throwing one for Blaine but he went into labor and they haven’t left the hospital since then. He was broken from his daydream when he noticed Blaine slightly frown as he looked at Tracey and Hepburn. He looked over at his girls, wondering what Blaine saw. He let go of Blaine’s hand when Spencer suddenly cried, looking over at him. He seemed to still be sleeping, so maybe he was having a nightmare. He watched as Blaine went into ‘daddy-mode’, realizing that his husband was a lot better at this than he was. He looked back at the girls before looking back out the window when the car had stopped. Now he was really confused. “We don’t… Dad, where are we?” He asked looking over at his dad.

Burt looked back at them with a excited grin. “Just grab my grandkids and follow me! and Carole, boys!” Blaine gave him a small smile and decided to go with it. He unhooked Spencer’s car seat and brought him out of the car. “Here let me take the little darling, you go help Kurt with the girls” Carole told him, cooing down at Spencer. Blaine handed his son off to his grandma and took Tracey’s car seat from Kurt. He noticed she still seemed to be making a sucking motion, and he made a note to try to nicely duck into a bathroom without offending whoever lived here. He didn’t want his little girl to be hungry.

They quickly walked up to the front door, and Blaine was surprised when Burt  and Carole just opened the door and walked in. Blaine looked over at Kurt still confused, but found that he didn’t know either. Blaine followed his in laws in, and he was about to take in the front hall when he heard people yelling “surprise!” He looked over to see all their friends gathered there with wide grins on their faces. He didn’t have time to ask what they were all doing here though, because all three babies took that moment to wake up and cry unhappily. Blaine quickly set Tracey’s car seat on the ground, unbuckled it and scooped her up into a hug. “It’s okay, Cece! No one wanted to scare you. It’s alright, sweetie. Everything’s okay” He bounced her slightly in his arms trying to soothe her. 


Going Home 

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Kurt knew Blaine was right about having pre-made bottle ready because he was sure that their little outburst was just the beginning. He looked up when he heard his parents laugh but didn’t take it personally. He already had this talk with Carole about learning how to adapt and not relying too much on schedules. He knew that taking care of three babies wasn’t gonna be a walk in the park but he knew Blaine and him could do it. And plus, they’ll have a little help in the beginning, right? But mainly, he knew they would figure it out in no time. He looked down at his daughters and softly smiled as he watched their eyes softly close. He felt his heart swell, admiring these perfect little beings that he created with Blaine. He suddenly realized that it was taking a lot longer to reach their loft than usual and he knew Blaine was thinking the same thing. At first he thought maybe his dad wasn’t used to driving in NY but their home wasn’t that hard to get to. He then thought that maybe Santana or Mercedes convinced his parents to stop off at either one of their apartments to see the babies. But this wasn’t the way to either apartment. He just smiled when his dad refused to answer Blaine’s question but instead insisted that Blaine call him ‘dad’. He knew that meant a lot to his husband considering his own strained relationship with his dad. He saw Blaine reach for his hand but he was still a little preoccupied with their daughters. He looked over at them and saw that they were both asleep, slowly removing the bottles. He reached over to slip the bottles back in the diaper bag before grabbing Blaine’s hand and lacing their fingers together.

Blaine felt Kurt slip his hand into his and he looked back at him with a grin. He’d always envied Kurt’s relationship with his dad, and if he could achieve in half the relationship with Kurt’s dad as Kurt had, he would count himself as the luckiest man alive. Not that he didn’t already, Blaine thought looking over at the triplets and Kurt with a happy smile. Hepburn was sucking her thumb in her sleep, and Tracey looked like she was thought she was still sucking on her bottle. Maybe they were both still hungry? Blaine looked into their diaper bag for two more bottle to give to Kurt, but came up empty. He’d have to find somewhere to feed them, once they got to wherever Kurt’s dad was taking them. He didn’t want them to wake up fussy and hungry. He heard a cry coming from Spencer and he turned towards him quickly to make sure he was okay. Spencer was still sleeping away a grimace on his face and a pool of sweat forming in his little hand. “shh, Spency, it’s alright. Daddy’s here.” Blaine soothed running his hand through Spencer’s hair while looking around for something to cool him down. He discovered the knobs to the air conditioner down by his feet and quickly turned it to medium, so Spencer wouldn’t get too cold. He directed one of the vents towards  Spencer as he continued to stroke through his hair until Spencer face relaxed. Soon the car stopped and Burt turned off the car. Blaine looked out the window in confusion at the row of houses. “I didn’t know we knew anyone who lived around here?” Blaine asked in confusion glancing back at Kurt hoping he’d know.  


Going Home 

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Kurt was taken by surprise when Blaine suddenly kissed him but happily returned the kiss, taking a hold of the front of Blaine’s coat. He breathlessly giggled at his husband’s comment and was about to respond when his dad spoke up. “Right. Sorry, dad,” he grinned, sitting back in his seat. He smiled down at his girls as the van started moving but noticing they were getting a little restless. So, when their brother started wailing, they both joined in. “Oh no, what happened? We were doing so good!” He bit his lower lip as he tried to soothe the both of them. He gently rubbed Tracey’s belly as he softly started singing to Hepburn and it worked for a couple of seconds before Tracey screamed out. He switched roles and started singing to Tracey but Hepburn only cried louder. “I’m sorry, sweeties, but this is kinda hard when you’re not side-by-side.” He saw Blaine hand him the bottles and quickly grabbed them and gave them to the girls. He let out a sigh of relief when they immediately started drinking, slightly readjusting his wrists so that he could hold the bottles more comfortably. He looked over at Spencer and saw that he was hungry as well, giving Blaine a small smile. “At least, they’re all on the same feeding schedule.”

Blaine grinned and nodded at Kurt’s assessment “We’ll definitely need to keep a few bottles handy at all times though. We can never be to prepared.” Burt and Carole laughed at that and Blaine wrinkled his brow in slight annoyance until Carole spoke up. “You’re right, Blaine. But you’re going to find out very soon that being prepared for what you expect and what actually happens are two different things. Kids like to keep you are on your toes, especially infants. And you might not even have the time to have bottles prepared and ready.” A frightened look came over Blaine’s face, but he was also excited. It might be terrifying to think of how unprepared they were for parenthood, but he was ready to try. Heck, it only took him about a minute to realize his baby was hungry and now his little boy was slowly falling asleep as he finished his meal. They could do this! 

The bottle popped out of Spencer’s mouth as his head fell slightly to side signaling he was asleep. Blaine put the bottle back in their diaper bag and took a quick glance out the window before looking at Kurt. He did a double take staring back out the window. “Um, Mr. Hummel? Where are we going? We live in Brooklyn, not Queens.” Burt gave him a smile through the rearview mirror. “You’ll see. And you’re a Hummel now, I think it’s long since overdue for you to stop calling me Mr. Hummel. It’s dad.” Blaine reached back for Kurt’s hand, but found his knee instead. He squeezed it happiness and nodded enthusiastically to Burt.   


Going Home 

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Kurt climbed into the vehicle, carefully placing Tracey in the backseat. He then placed Hepburn on the other side of the backseat. He smiled when Blaine insisted that he should sit ion the back with their daughters, looking over at them. “Yay, I get to sit with my beautiful girls!” He slid their bags underneath the seat before starting on getting Tracey’s carseat hooked into the car. He had a little trouble at first but he was able to figure it out after a couple of seconds. “There we go! Now you’re all set, Cece!” He grinned, leaning over and pressing a kiss on each cheek. He looked up when he heard Blaine speaking. “I don’t think so, sweetheart. I already got Cece all set up and I just need to strap in my little peanut,” he grinned, kissing the tip of Hepburn nose before hooking her in. He pulled on each seat belt to make sure both girls were secure before putting on his own seat belt. 

Blaine smiled as Kurt buckled Hepburn in. He waited until Kurt had sat up and buckled himself in, before darting forward to press a kiss to Kurt’s lips. “You look so adorable with our babies” Blaine smiled adoringly. “All right lovebirds, it’s time to go” Burt teased starting the car. Blaine turned back around and buckled his seatbelt with a blush. Burt drove out of the parking lot and turned right onto the street. Blaine looked at him confused. The loft wasn’t this way. He was just about to express his confusion when Spencer let out a loud cry, which was quickly joined by his two sisters. Blaine focused his attention on Spencer, hoping Kurt could calm down Tracey and Hepburn. “It’s okay, Spence.” Blaine tried to soothe rubbing his hand across Spencer’s belly. “Is it too bright?” Blaine asked moving the visor of the carseat to cover Spencer’s face as he continued to cry. “No that’s not it Blaine muttered. He moved his hand up to stroke through Spencer’s hair. Spencer cries immediately silenced as Blaine’s wrist came into contact with Spencer’s mouth and he began to suck. “Oh, you’re hungry sweetheart?” Blaine leaned down and reached into the diaper bag for a bottle he’d prepared earlier for the babies. He pulled out three and handed two back to Kurt assuming the two girls were hungry as well. He brought the other bottle to Spencer’s lips where he drank hungrily from it, slowly closing his eyes as he continued to drink.