“Daddy Dave!” Ariel Penelope Rose Hudson cried as Dave came through the door of their apartment, launching herself into his arms. Dave caught his daughter with a laugh, pulling on one of her dark-blonde braids as he settled her in his arms.

“What’s going on, pumpkin?” he asked, carrying the four-year-old into the kitchen where Noah and Kurt were ( Read more... )

“Can’t we just do this before I get too much bigger?” Puck asked, flipping through another one of the magazines Kurt had plopped in front of them one Friday evening. “I mean, you planned your parents’ wedding in, like, a week.”

“In Lima,” Kurt pointed out, leaning against Finn as he pointed out something or another, “where all it took to book a ( Read more... )

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Puck and his boys had lived in New York for a year and a half when Puck got sick. One morning he bolted out of bed, kicking Dave and just about pushing Kurt to the floor in his haste to get to the bathroom before he vomited. Christ, that was unpleasant.

"Noah?" Kurt asked from the doorway as he pulled on his silky robe, "are you okay?"

"Do I look ( Read more... )

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