After chatting with the girls on Twitter I decided to write a few drabbles. These will be short glimpses into the lives of Chuck and Blair. They will cover all time periods. If you would like to request one feel free to PM me or send me a tweet or message on Tumblr. My name on both is: ShawnMarieH Just remember that the prompt must be one or two words and not too detailed. These drabbles will be 500 words or less. This first one was given to me by Sabi. Her prompt was Henry's first day of school. Hope you enjoy it. I own nothing.

First Day Jitters

She used to love September. Fashion week, the September issue of Vogue, sweater shopping and hot chocolate from Jacques Torres. Now it meant a miniature school uniform, crayons and an Hermes book bag. It meant her beautiful baby boy would be leaving her for a full six hours. It meant no lunch together at the atelier or a mid-morning walk to the duck pond. Just the thought of leaving him at the doors of St. Jude's was enough to make Blair Waldorf Bass's heart constrict.

She was sitting on the edge of her bed completely paralyzed. It's how her husband found her ten minutes later.

"Blair, we're going to be late. Are you ready?" One look at her told him all he needed to know. He rushed over to her reaching out taking her hand as he sat down next to her. "He's going to be fine."

She raised her tear filled eyes to meet his calm ones. "I know he is. It's me that's not going to be okay."

He wrapped an arm around her shoulders pulling her to himself. He kissed the top of her head. "I'll be right by your side."

And he was.

Twenty minutes later a very enthusiastic five year old Henry and his parents were personally met at the doors of the school by Headmaster Gallo and shown to the kindergarten class. Henry beyond ready for this hugged both his parents briefly and rushed inside to play with his classmates.

Headmaster Gallo escorted the Basses back out to their limo and said his goodbyes. Blair sliding in first released a breath as her husband sat next to her. Arthur closed the door and Blair dabbed at the corners of her eyes.

"That wasn't as bad as I thought it was going to be." She glanced at her husband who she saw was most definitely wiping a tear from his cheek. "Chuck?"

"He didn't even glance back at us. He just ran off like he didn't have a care in the world." He sniffled.

Blair gave him a watery smile as she slid her hand in his. "My husband is big softy. Who knew?"

He kissed her. "Now you do. That's all that matters."