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Mohawks, Breadstix and…a fake date?
It was an average day at Dalton Academy, jumping on tables, throwing paper around, Wes being an emotional train wreck…
…Wait, what?
"Wes, stop crying! Go sleep with your gavel or something if you're lonely…" Nick complained to the sobbing Warbler.
"Just because David doesn't love you, doesn't mean your gavel doesn't…" Jeff offered helpfully, only causing the boy to cry more.
"I-I-I don't love David…my g-g-g-girlfriend dumped me yesterday because I'm emotionally attached to an in-animated object. It's not my fault Mr. Bangy loves me." Wes sobbed.
"Woah! That's what you nicknamed David?" Nick exclaimed, "TMI."
"To little information." Jeff muttered with a smirk.
"Jeff, you're such a pervert." Nick told his friend with a sigh.
"OMG! That's an amazing costume idea." Jeff explained, hugging his BFF. "Thanks Nickity-Nick-Nick-Nick."
The brunette just gave the blonde a weird look before shoving him off the back of the sofa.
Suddenly, there was a tornado of paper and the faint sound of a couch getting jumped on. The heavy, wooden doors flew open and, in all his hair-gelled might, stood the lead Warbler.
"Hello Pips!" Blaine "Warbler" Anderson said in a mock-British accent.
"Blaine, as you're acting British, this is the best way to say this: sod off." Nick snapped, earning a shoulder massage from Jeff.
"What are you doing?" He asked the tall boy.
"You looked tense. I'm here to help" Jeff shot Nick a child-like smile before sitting next to him.
"You know what," Blaine sighed, jumping on the arm of the couch (what a weird habit). "I'm soooo glad I don't love Jeremiah anymore. It was just stupid to love someone who doesn't love me."
Naturally, that comment caused Wes to howl like a pathetic wolf from Twilight in sadness and storm out of the Senior commons.
"What's eating him up?" Blaine asked, "Did you two steal Mr. Bangy again?"
"No. David's fine." Jeff said. "BTW, Wes is in love with Mr. Bangy, but he doesn't love him back."
"I was talking about the gavel." Blaine deadpanned.
"Oh…Mr. Bangy loves Wes then."
Blaine shot up his triangular eyebrows in confusion and sort of backed away from the weird couple that looked like they wanted to attack each other's face, despite not actually being together. Yet.
"I feel bad for Wes," Blaine exclaimed, feeling like an attention whore today, "I mean, I can get dates with anyone I want too…"
"What about Jeremiah?" Nick butted in.
"I did have dates with him. Not my fault he's against sex toys…douche bag." Blaine muttered with an angry look on his face.
"Please, continue with what you are saying." Jeff voiced causing an eye roll from Nick.
"The only person that will ever love Wes in return is not even a person!" Blaine continued. "It's his gavel."
"Oh yeah?" Nick challenged. "Let's see you get with a random guy."
"Mohawk Man!" Jeff exclaimed loudly enough for a few heads to turn at him. He awkwardly waved before turning back to his friends.
"Who the hell is Mohawk Man?" Nick asked, in an annoyed voice.
"No way am I dating Mohawk Man!" Blaine shouted in a disgusted voice. "I mean, his hair's worse than mine!"
"Who the hell is Mohawk Man?" Nick repeated.
"Why the hell are you talking about Noah Puckerman?" A high voice exclaimed and the three boys saw Kurt Hummel walk towards them, a slight frown on his face.
"Hey Porcelain!" Blaine greeted him roommate.
"Don't ever call me that." Kurt warned, shooting a death glare at him.
Blaine pouted slightly, and Kurt rolled his eyes.
"You look like a kicked puppy!" Kurt exclaimed.
"I feel like a kicked puppy." He mumbled.
Kurt patted Blaine on the head before addressing Nick. "So, why are you talking about Noah Puckerman?"
"I don't even know who he is." Nick told him. "So, don't ask me!"
"Blaine's going on a date with him." Jeff piped up. Kurt raised his normal-shaped eyebrow.
"Really?" He stretched the word, looking at the guy he's been secretly pining over since he sang Teenage Dream the first time they met, "Puck doesn't seem your type."
"That's because he isn't!" Blaine retaliated, "It's a freakin' dare!"
"Mmmhhhmm." I normally would say taller one, but everyone's taller than Blaine.
"I think it'll be quite humorous to see Blaine trying to get a date with someone who was in juvy." Kurt then said. "We need to formulate a plan!"
"Agent 6, I think that's our cue to be awesome!" Nick exclaimed.
"Agent 3, let's go get the props!" Jeff said with as much enthusiasm as they ran to their room.
"Aren't you worried about what they're going to do?" Blaine asked.
"Nah. Either way, Puck will say no. All we need is a way to get him alone." Kurt replied with a shrug before leaving Blaine alone.