Alright, so I've been playing with the idea of writing an Emma (Jane Austen) Klaine AU and I sort of started it...and I figure I'll post a snippet on here and see what the reaction to it is.
A note on it: I have changed character ages to fit the story better as well as relations. Things such as Quinn being Kurt's sister, and Mercedes' age. This is still a work in progress so things could still change from what I will post here if I do decide to continue it.
Kurt Hummel peered out the window. In his hand lay a semi-open book that had lost Kurt’s attention entirely much to the amusement of his governess, Miss Jones and tutor, and instead it was caught by his sister’s laughter as she was chased around the garden.
“I see the new resolution to read more has come to an end.”
Kurt jumped. “Oh, Mr. Anderson,” he said, “I should have known you’d be here somewhere. Come, I’m watching your brother and my sister.”
“What has Cooper got up to, now?”
Kurt moved aside so that Mr. Anderson might have a good view out onto the garden where Quinn and the elder Mr. Anderson were still giggling. Cooper caught Quinn around the waist.
“They make a handsome couple,” Kurt sighed, “and I knew it right from the start.”
Mr. Anderson turned to look at Kurt and then at then at Miss Jones, “he cannot mean Quinn and Cooper? No, they’re merely friends just as you and I are, Mr. Hummel.”
“I hear wedding bells, Mr. Anderson, soon our families will be ever more connected.”
Kurt turned to stare back outside and he nodded to himself. Yes, his sister and Mr. Cooper Anderson would marry, and afterwards he could crow at how he knew it would happen. He had even suggested it to Quinn and she’d blushed prettily.
“Miss Jones, do you approve of this?”
Miss Jones smiled. “It’s entertaining surely, and it reminds me of Kurt as a child. He used to hide away acting out weddings with all his dolls.”
“Oh, yes, I remember,” Mr. Anderson said and he chuckled.
“And I daresay,” added Miss Jones, “that Kurt might be correct. Quinn and Cooper are very alike in character and temperament and they get along well enough. Many a marriage has been built on less, and I would not deny that affection between them may already be present.”
“I suppose,” Mr. Anderson said, “it would not be the worst thing if a marriage were to happen. However, I do think that Mr. Kurt Hummel would be better off if he were to stick to his reading.”
Kurt made a face at that. “It’s so odious, though,” he said, “and boring. Who can sit still and read so much? I cannot bear it.”
A week later, Mr. Cooper Anderson and Miss Quinn Hummel were engaged, and Kurt told everyone and anyone that would listen how it had been he that made the match.
Within the month, they were married and Kurt sat between his father and Mr. Blaine Anderson.
“I will miss your sister, Kurt,” Mr. Burt Hummel said, “the house will feel emptier without her. I say, Mr. Anderson, that we shall expect you at dinner at least twice a week and I will not hear of anything otherwise.”
Mr. Anderson bent his house, “I’d be honored,” he said, “but you must remember, Mr. Hummel that you still retain a son at home as well as Miss Jones.”
“Yes, yes,” Mr. Hummel said, “indeed I do.”
And within the next few weeks Mr. Hummel became accustomed to having just Kurt and Miss Jones at home with the frequent visits of their neighbor Mr. Anderson who enjoyed taking a daily walk from Dalton Abbey and would stop in for tea and on many an occasion, dinner.
Five years passed in this manner. Mr. and Mrs. Anderson settled in London, and Mr. Blaine Anderson made for an even better friend when he could pass along letters on his many visits to his brother and new sister. Kurt for his part remained at Hartfield, keeping a close watch on his father’s health and happy to have his constant companion, Miss Jones at his side until the day she locked eyes with Mr. Evans.
Mr. Sam Evans had been a constant friend of Mr. Hummel’s and as such Kurt’s. He was a widowed man, whose only son had been sent to live with his aunt a Mrs. Smythe, upon the death of his wife. There was always the talk at Highbury that one day the son might come to visit, but his aunt had always prevented each visit. Mr. Evans kept to himself and Kurt had never considered him a match for his Miss Jones, until the two smiled at each other after a church service, and then he knew that it was a union that had to happen.
Kurt only nudged them in the right direction, and then before he knew it, Mr. Evans was asking Miss Jones for her hand in marriage and then they were married and Kurt was sad to see his friend leave Hartfield.
“I wish you had not encouraged it,” Mr. Hummel said during dinner the night after Mrs. Evans departed, “poor Miss Jones, I shall miss her dearly.”
“Mrs. Evans now,” Kurt corrected, “papa, Mrs. Evans will be happy, I can assure you.”
Mr. Hummel nodded. “Yes, but that does not stop me from wishing that she had stayed. I want you to stop all this matchmaking, it’s only made people leave.”
“You know I will never leave you, father.”