Burt Hummel sat at the kitchen table, going through some paperwork. He had been searching for a babysitter, for his eight year old son, Kurt, and so far Kurt hadn't liked any of them, which Burt seemed was very important. He had one last person to interview before giving up, and he was hoping Kurt would like this girl. The doorbell rang and Burt went to open the door.

"Hi," Burt half smiled. "I'm Burt Hummel."

"Rachel Berry," The brunette smiled. "My dad spoke to you about babysitting."

"Oh yes," Burt offered her a seat. "Thank you for coming on such short notice. Obviously, an important thing is that Kurt likes you. He isn't like eight year olds his age."

That was the moment that Kurt decided to run into the kitchen wearing a tutu and a tiara, holding a magic wand.

"Daddy!" Kurt called. "Have you seen – who's this?"

"This is Rachel," Burt looked towards the young boy. "Will you say Hi to Rachel for me?"

"Hi," Kurt half smiled. "I'm Kurt."

"Hi Kurt," Rachel grinned. "You must love dressing up."

Kurt nodded his head as Rachel laughed.

"I like dress up games too." Rachel continued.

"Do you like fairy tales?" Kurt asked her.

"Yes, my favourite is the little mermaid." Rachel answered as Kurt stood in front of her and began smiling.

"Me too," Kurt beamed. "I also like singing and dancing."

"Me too," Rachel responded. "Maybe I can help you sing one time."

"Okay." Kurt said excitedly, before running off into his bedroom.

"That went well," Burt smiled. "We are looking for someone who can pick him up from school and mind him till I come home from work a few days a week. His mum passed away a few months ago, and I run a business and Kurt seems to like you. The job is yours if you want it."

"Thank you so much Mr Hummel." Rachel smiled, as he called Kurt back into the room.

"Hey buddy," Burt bent down to the young boy. "Rachel is going to be picking you up from school a few days a week and is going to spend a couple of hours with you until I get home from work, is that okay?"

Kurt nodded his head as Burt sighed relief. He had a feeling that this would work out, and he turned to the teenage girl.

"When do I start?" Rachel asked.

"Monday." Burt looked towards her as she grabbed her bag.

Disclaimer: I don't own Glee

This is just an idea, and I hope you all like it. Anyway, tell me what you think so far.