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Hudson had sheet music in front of him as he moved around the house. He’d been home alone, his mom and step-dad went back to New York to take care of some business – taking Lucy with them, and he was taking advantage of being home alone. He’d had all the emergency numbers in case anything happened. And Rachel had given him strict instructions to make sure he got his chores done. He’d been working on learning the new song for glee club while cleaning.

Brown eyes looked at the sheet music as he sat it down as he started vacuuming the living room before belting out the song that he was supposed to be doing a duet with Caroline. “I’m nothing special, in fact I’m a bit of a bore. When I tell a joke, you’ve probably heard it before. But I have a talent, a wonderful thing cause everyone listens when I start to sing,” he sang before turning off the vacuum before turning to see Blaine standing in the doorway.

“Hey, did my mom send you to check up on me?” Hudson asked running his fingers through brown locks before putting the vacuum away before walking back over to the place he set the sheet music down. “Actually I could use some help with this song. It’s a song for glee club. We’re doing it as a duet and I want to get it down. Unfortunately, my duet partner is unable to work on it today.”

Kurt and he had another two weeks left in Ohio before New York City called them back.  Rachel asked them to check in on her son and it was the least he could do.  Hudson was a great kid.  Spending time with him was one of the best perks of being his mother’s best friend.  A few bags of groceries were left on the kitchen counter and he followed the sound of Hudson’s voice.

Blaine stood in the doorway, leaning against the frame with his arms crossed lightly over his chest.  His lopsided grin couldn’t be helped.  The longer he watched Hudson, the wider it got. Not wanting to interrupt the spectacle of a glee club rehearsal mid-vacuum sequence.  Hazel eyes twinkled as they wrinkled at their corners.  Could this kid get any cuter?  The answer was no.  Seeing him brought back memories that made his chest grow warm.

A brow jerked up when he was, finally, noticed.  “Hey!  Yes.  She did.  Just to see if you needed anything.”  Blowing out a breath as he stepped down into the living room, he pressed his lips together and hitched his shoulders.  “Sure.  Just give me a part and we can rehearse until you know you got it.  Deal?  So,” he rubbed his palms together in anticipation, “Where do we start?”

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Hudson drummed his fingers on the bathroom counter, feeling nervous. He missed the ease of New York and how easy things were for him there. He’d gone to a high school specifically for the performing arts. A school where he wasn’t some legacy. Now he felt like he was finally getting to know his father, finally feel like his son.

Blaine fixed his hair so a few stray strands were placed perfect. He smiled, remembering the first time he’d had Blaine help with his hair, and laughed. “Thanks,” he stated before letting out a sigh. “Is it weird I’m nervous?”

“You’re welcome,” he spoke softly trying to ease the boy’s nerves.  Hudson had no reason to worry.  Legacy or not?  He was his own person.  Talented, smart.  A good kid with high ambitions, drive and a voice that no one could resist admiring.  

The moment he walked through those doors, Hudson would be closer to not only his parents, but he family of friends that very school bonded together that made today possible.  And it was going to love him as much as all of them did. “Don’t be. They’re going to adore you.  Just take a breath and know at the end of the day?  We’re all here for you.”  Tucking his chin towards his purple and teal striped bow tie, Blaine arched a brow and grinned.  “Be excited.  Enjoy it. No more nerves.  Okay?”

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Hudson looked in the mirror as he played with his hair before hearing the door to the bathroom open before seeing his uncle Blaine’s reflection in the mirror before turning to face him. “First day at McKinley High. Any pointers?” he asked.

As was tradition, Kurt and Blaine made their way from New York City to see the new faces filling room after room of music and arts classes at their former high school.  Seeing McKinley, a public school now built on dreams, grow and blossom as well as Hepburn’s Midtown Manhattan private school was something that Blaine and Kurt could never miss. Plus.  There was always Sam to root on for the first couple days.  And now?  Hudson, too.

Blaine beamed with pride as he bit into his bottom lip and fretted with a few locks of hair on Hudson’s forehead to make them just right.  “There!  Perfect,” his smile made his eyes crinkle at their corners, “Are you ready?”