A/N: Hello again, this is my take on what happened with the Warblers durning the Michael episode. I refuse to believe that they were purposefully mean to Blaine, they are great guys! Also, how would Sebastian know about the slushie thing at McKinley? Where did the whole 'I'm the Captain of the Warblers' thing come from, they have a council! All answers are inside :)

Disclaimer: I own nothing :(

What Happened At Dalton

Chapter 1:

Sebastian's POV

It's late on a Sunday evening, and as usual all the boys were reentering their dorms after going off campus for the weekend. All except Sebastian who couldn't go home, since his parents were in still Paris. Why they got to have fun there, and he was stuck in crappy Lima, Ohio, he doesn't know. Anyways, he was especially pissed today because he was in need of a good fuck and never got one at Scandals that past Saturday. To add to that, he also needed to get that gay faced Kurt back. Kurt couldn't get away with saying all that shit to him, Kurt couldn't get away when he was still Blaine's boyfriend, that is.

The next day at Warbler practice, Sebastian stood up from his seat next to Nick and Thad behind the council member's desk. "Attention Warblers. We will be doing the amazing and brilliant Michael Jackson for regionals this year. Enough said."

The boys simply glare at him, and it's a powerful thing to have that many eyes glare at you.

"Do you mock us sir?" Thad gasped, "We always vote on what songs we sing for any and every competition! Or at least all the council member agree!"

Nick nodded, "Who do you think you are, Smythe?"

This made the boy smirk, his signature smirk of course, "I'm the new Warbler captain! So…we'll have no need for your silly little council anymore."

The hall erupted into protests and arguments. Finally, though it took a while, Nick and Thad managed to calm them all down.

"Look Sebastian, we get that you're new here, but you can't just say you're the captain! The warblers have a council! They've always had one, and they always will. You can't just waltz in here and change that. If you haven't gotten the hint, tradition is really important here at Dalton, and tradition clearly states that the Warbles have a council made up of the three best Juniors and Seniors of that year."

"Cute!" sneered Sebastian, walking around the hall a bit. "And how many times have the Warblers been to nationals?"

Silence.

"That's what I thought. Maybe you'd win more with a Captain in charge, instead of three fighting council members. Especially when said captain has been vocally trained in France, and when his father is paying for the Warblers to fly to New York for nationals. Oh, and his father is also paying for the group to have gymnastics and dance lessons. Come on, be honest, we need more flips. More movement! You guys are way too stiff!"

Silence.

"So, it's settled. The Warblers will be singing Michael, and I will be singing lead vocals."

Jeff was the first to protest, "Hell no! Nick is a way better singer and dancer than you! We have hold auditions, at least for second lead!"

Sebastian considered this for a moment, "Fine Sterling. Your little boyfriend can audition. So can five lucky others. Now, to anyone looking to be one of those five, go practice. We need to ace regionals!"

The boys left, not before glaring one last time at their new captain.

"Give me a slushie!" remarked Jeff in a hushed tone, he and Nick were the only ones left, besides Sebastian.

"What did you say?" questioned the former, being his nosy self.

Jeff was the one who smirked this time, grabbing his boyfriends hand, "Kurt told us last year about how they used to slushie him back at McKinley. It's a pretty big insult. I was just saying how I wanted one now, so I can throw it at you."

"Hm…go along you two. Oh, and Jeff, I'm banning you from auditioning! Good night!" the captain replied swiftly. Before either boy could protest, Sebastian shut the door swiftly behind them. As they walked away, his mind drifted to Blaine, and in turn to Kurt.

'Wait a second!' he thought, smirking deviously. 'I have the perfect way to get that little gay face back!'

As we all know, that's never a good thing.

A/N: What do you think? This is will be a shortish 5 chapter fic, updates every other day or so.

Note: This is not distracting me from working on Love Me, I already wrote this one, just typing and editing when I have time!