Wow, look at the reviews and number of people who added this story to their favorites and story alert list! You guys are awesome! Anyhow, it's time to get this party started! Yeah, yeah, yeah!

Actors, PLACES!

*Blaine runs up*

BLAINE: No, don't start yet! My make-up's wearing off!

ME: *sighs frustrated* Makeup for Blaine!

*Makeup lady runs up and powders his face*

BLAINE: *winks* Thanks! *runs off*

Quiet on set!

First positions

Here we go.

Rolling

Speed

Slate in.

ACTION!

Kurt and Blaine left the Lima Bean and made their way to Rachel's house.

"Have you met her Dads before?" Kurt asked.

Blaine thought for a second. "I remember coming to her house for that party…but yeah, I think I've met them once or twice."

They knocked on the door and one of Rachel's Dads, Hiram, answered the door with a smile.

"Hello, Kurt! I think it's been forever since we saw you last! Come on in!"

They followed him inside into the white and shiny foyer.

"Mr. Berry, have you met my boyfriend, Blaine?" Kurt introduced.

Hiram looked at Blaine and put his chin in his hand. "Hmm…I think we've met him once or twice. But welcome anyway, Blaine. Any friend of Rachel is a friend of ours."

Blaine and Hiram shook hands. "It's very nice to meet you again, sir."

"Who is it, Hiram?" A voice called from the kitchen.

"It's just Kurt and is boyfriend Blaine, Leroy. Come and say hello!" Hiram called back.

Suddenly Rachel's other Dad, Leroy, appeared from the kitchen with a glass of water and plate cookies.

"Hello, Kurt, hello Blaine! My, it's been a while."

Kurt nodded. "Yes, indeed, sir. Where's Rachel?"

Suddenly, they heard a few loud thumps coming from the room above them. Hiram looked up and sighed.

"She's upstairs having another one of her dramatic moods. You can go up and see her."

Leroy handed Blaine the plate and glass. "Can you bring these to her while you're up there? And help yourself to some cookies, too."

Blaine smiled and took the plate and glass. "It was nice seeing you again, Mr. and Mr. Berry."

Both Dads nodded. "It was nice to see you too, Blaine. Now you boys go on up before she winds up breaking something."

As they made their way up the stairs, they could hear the sound of melancholy music blasting in her room. As they got closer, the music seemed to get louder.

Kurt knocked. "Rachel, are you in there? We have a glass of water and a plate of cookies for you."

When no one answered, he looked at Blaine. Blaine just shrugged.

Kurt sighed and opened the door. They were greeted with the loud sound of sad classical music blasting from her IPod sitting in its speaker on her vanity. On the bed, Rachel lay like a perfect Juliet in her white nightgown, holding a white lily to her chest.

Kurt rolled his eyes and sat on the edge of the bed. "Rise and shine, Ophelia."

Her eyes fluttered open. "Hello, Kurt. Oh, woe is me."

Kurt shook his head. "Oh, stop it, Rachel. You're not dying. And what's with this sad music anyway?"

Rachel looked at her IPod. "It's Barber Violin Concerto 2nd Movement. Very melancholy."

Kurt pushed some loose hair out of her face. "And very unbearable. Goodness, it sounds like something a person slits their wrists to. Blaine, be a dear and turn off this monstrosity before my ears start to bleed."

Blaine nodded and turned off the IPod. Kurt breathed a sigh of relief.

"Thank you, that's much better. Now honey, you give me that flower, sit up and tell us what's got you down."

Rachel sighed, tossed the lily to the floor and sat up. "Oh, don't play dumb. You know perfectly well that I am being dramatic because the boy who I thought I was madly in love with is now back together with his ex who lied to him before about her pregnancy, and now they are rubbing it in my face by running for Prom court!"

Blaine sat next to Kurt on the bed. "Wow, you must really be hurting. I'm sorry, Rachel."

She crossed her arms. "It's not your fault."

Kurt reached over to the dresser and handed her the glass of water. "Are you planning on going to prom?"

She nodded. "I have to. Principal Figgins asked the Glee Club to perform because the band he hired cancelled on him. I don't have a date, though. Maybe I'll just piggyback with Sam and Mercedes or something."

Kurt thought for a second. "What about your ex…um…Jesse?"

Rachel covered her ears and squeezed her eyes shut. "Do NOT say his name in front of me, Kurt!"

Kurt put up his hands in surrender. "Ok, calm down! I'd take you to prom myself but you know about my trip with my Dad…"

They all sighed and sat there in silence for a few minutes. Suddenly, Blaine spoke up.

"Hey, how about I take you to prom?"

She looked at him in belief. "What?"

He shrugged. "Well…you're my best friend, Rachel. And with Kurt away…you really need a friend with you. It'll be fun! Besides, your principal asked me to perform with you guys at Prom. I don't know why, I guess he's seen me hanging around Kurt a lot."

Kurt looked at Rachel and shrugged. "That's true, Rachel. Doesn't sound like a bad idea. And you guys are friends, right?"

Rachel blinked and took Blaine's hand. "Blaine, that's really nice of you, but I don't want you to waste your time on me. I'll be fine staying home by myself."

Blaine made a puppy dog face. "Aw, but it'll be fun, I promise! Please?"

Rachel started giggling and they both took turns making puppy dog faces at her. Finally, she gave in.

"Ok, you win! I'll go to prom with you."

All three of them jumped up and down singing happy songs.

"This calls for a celebratory dinner!" Kurt declared.

Rachel stopped jumping. "Well…I'm not sure-"

Blaine smiled. "We won't take no for an answer! Now get dressed while we ask your Dads."

They both ran out of the room and down the stairs into the living room. Both her Dads were sitting in arm chairs and looked up at them when they reached the bottom.

"How is she doing?" Leroy asked.

Kurt smiled and shoved Blaine forward. "Go on, tell them!"

Blaine cleared his throat. "Mr. and Mr. Berry, I'd like to announce that I, Blaine Devon Anderson will escort your daughter, Rachel Barbara Berry to her junior prom!"

Leroy and Hiram's eyes widened. "Oh, really?"

Kurt put his hand on Blaine's shoulder. "I would take her myself, but my Dad and I are going on a trip the week of Prom so I can't."

Blaine folded his hands together. "Please, Mr. and Mr. Berry, I'm doing this to be a friend to Rachel. She really needs one after her…breakup."

Leroy and Hiram looked at each other for a few minutes and then smiled.

"Very well…you boys do what you need to do to put that smile back on our baby girl's face."

Kurt clapped his hands together excitedly. "I was hoping you'd approve. Now may I ask that we take Rachel out for a celebratory dinner?"

Both Hiram and Leroy nodded. "Sure, why not? She sure is lucky to have good friends like you."

Kurt smiled. "Thank you. I'll see if she's ready yet."

A few minutes later, Rachel emerged from her room wearing a red skirt and white blouse. She kissed her Dads on the cheek.

"I won't be home late." She promised.

Her Dads shrugged. "We trust you with Kurt and you're old enough to stay out later. Go ahead and have fun, cupcake."

Both Kurt and Blaine offered her their arms and she looped both her arms through theirs.

"Off to dinner, boys?"

They both nodded. "Off to dinner, m'lady!"