Write a short story from the point of view of a tree. Explore the thoughts, and memory, of a tree that has witnessed the world change. Oh, and the catch? Someone is about to start chopping down this tree.
Summary: The Hummels help host the neighborhood 4th of July party every year. Soon-to-be second grader Kurt is tasked with making the new kid feel welcome, but he doesn’t want to get stuck with a weird new kid. Even if it turns out this Blaine kid is pretty… awesome.
A/N: This is fluff. Nothing but fluff. Kid fic, 4th of July, fluff. 2,375 words of fluff.
Burt shook his head as he closed the hood of the car and wiped his hands on the towel sticking haphazardly out of his pocket. “Kiddo, it’s called being polite. They’re new to the neighborhood.”
Kurt groaned again and twisted on the stool. “But what if the kid is weird? I don’t want to hang out with a weird kid.”
“Aren’t you usually the weird kid?” Burt asked.
Kurt looked scandalized. “Dad!”
Burt held up his hands in surrender. “I’m just saying. They’re new to the neighborhood, and your mom is organizing the party today. She takes it seriously to make everyone feel welcome. And that includes the new neighbors. Now, they have a kid your age, so she thought you’d want to help her be a good host. You want to help your mom be a good host, right?”