"The course of true love never did run smooth." ~ William Shakespeare
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Kailani Hummel, an innocent small-town genderfluid teenager, gets sucked into a world that seems like only they can navigate in an attempt to save everyone they love. Will Qu...
A/N: Part two! Sorry for any mistakes! Who's here?
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"Porcelain, this is my daughter Robin." Sue Sylvester introduced Kurt to her daughter, wrapped in her blanket as she stared at the flamboyant gay boy beside her mother. "I've loved the name ever since I was a little girl. It recalls hope, and springtime, and my favorite dead Bee Gee. Oh, she's the love of my life. And I'm so...so devoted to her."
Sue bent down and rested Robin in her strolled, carefully fixing her blanket, as Kurt nodded and looked towards the other child in the room with a concerned frown.
"Uh, who's that?" Kurt asked, watching Brooke sit on the floor with her ankle cuffed to a fifty pound weight from the weight room, dressed in a Cheerio's outfit with her curly brown hair pulled up into a ponytail with a B bow.
"That's my, uh, niece in law's daughter...Brooks." Sue excused the child, watching Kurt look at the weight attached to her ankle curiously as the eight year old drew on the whiteboard in her lap with headphones over her ears.
"Why is she chained to a-"
"Kitty!" Sue yelled, interrupting Kurt's questioning before he could ask any questions on the convict level escapsit. She looked towards the door and smirked when her second in line behind Brittany – her current head Cheerio and Brooke's mother – walked inside.
More like dragged her feet inside as six year old Vaughn held tightly to her calf and Juniper's little hand in hers. Both twins had been issued their own Cheerios uniforms as well, much like Brooke, with matching bows that had their first initial embroidered in order to tell them apart better.
"Yes, Coach Sylvester?" Kitty asked, forcing a smile as she kicked her leg a bit and tried to get Vaughn to stand, but the child slid straight back down with an angered whine, holding tighter to her calf.
"No." Vaughn grumbled.
"I need you to change Robin's diaper and then sing her a lullaby." Coach Sylvester directed the cheerleader, before motioning to the three small versions of her Cheerios. "And take V, B, and J to meet with their, uh, cousin."
Kurt blinked in confusion, looking between the two twins that looked oddly just like his baby sibling at that age. He opened his mouth to question the two younger Cheerios on top of the ankle bracelet looking device on Vaughn's ankle, but the cheerleading coach interrupted him yet again.
"Porcelain, this is Kitty." She introduced the recent graduate. "Kitty is my new head bitch. She's like a young Quinn Fabray, except she's not pregnant, manic-depressive, an alcoholic, or in and out of the closet."
"Momma!" Juniper poked her bottom lip out at the sound of Quinn's name, looking towards Kurt with her big hazel-blue eyes.
