Michael's Birthday

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Paris, France

August 29, 1989

8:56 am

*Adalind's point of view*

"okay, so on my count" I told Blaine. I counted to three and we sang in unison

I'm singing in the rain

Just singing in the rain

What a Glorious feeling, I'm happy again

I'm laughing at clouds

So dark up above

I'm singing, singing in the rain

You can stand under my umbrella, ella, ella, eh, eh

Under my umbrella, ella, ella, eh, eh

These fancy things will never come inbetween

You're part of my entity

Here for infinity

When the world has took its part

When the world has dealt its cards

If the hand is hard, together we'll mend your heart

I'm singing in the rain

Just singing in the rain

What a glorious feeling

I'm happy again

I'm laughing at clouds

So dark up above

The sun's in my heart

and I'm ready for love. We stopped and it was silent for a couple of seconds, then Blaine said

"we make good duet partners", I laughed and flipped the pancake over

"yeah, I guess so". Blaine made a siren sound and I turned around to my phone; I was alarmed

"why did you do that?" I asked

"I don't know. What are you and Michael going to do for his b-day?"

"He wants to go to the park and he won't tell me where we are going tonight". Blaine made a face

"why not?", I shrugged my shoulders

"who knows. but when we were riding to the hotel the other night, I saw this beautiful diamond tiara in a shop window. I also saw Jane Russell's blue dress in the window" I told him

"you should get them. I know you can spot a diamond from a mile away. I'm surprised you couldn't spot that huge rock in Michael's pocket when he proposed". I bursted out laughing

"okay, well I'm suprised you.......................dang it, I don't have a comeback to that". Blaine chuckled and shoot his head

"look; I got to end this skype call. I got to run some errands for Kurt" he says

"oh, you're man wants you to get him something?"

"yeah. I love you superstar"

"I love you, Blainey Days". He hung up the call and I sighed; I miss my best gay and I adore Kurt, who is Blaine's Husband. I grabbed the tray and put the plates on it. This morning I decided to cook Michael a b-day breakfast. I made Chocolate Chip Pancakes, Eggs, Bacon, and french toast. I carried the tray to the room and I sat it on the nightstand. I pulled my phone out my bra and sounded the airhorn close to his ear; Michael shot up and looked around.

"what the hell was that???" he asked

"airhorn..................Happy Birthday!!!!!!!!!!!!!" I yelled. Michael glared at me

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