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"I will expect that video to be in my hands within the hour." the aggravation was easily heard in Chuck's voice, and whoever was on the other end of the phone call knew better than to argue. "No excuses, if it isn't here by six o'clock I will ruin you. Do you understand?" Fucking idiot.

With an empty glass in hand Chuck paused in his pacing to hang up on the idiot that was rambling on assuring him that the video would be there. Of course it's going to be here. Who does he think he's talking to? It had been several hours since Blair's "gift" had come and gone, yet the anger he felt over the whole situation had not diminished in the slightest. Looking around he would admit he had thrown quite the tantrum over it all. His once resonably organized abode was utterly trashed.

Glass littered the froor, in fact the only cup that was still intact was in his hand. The couch, now laying on its side was no doubt ruined. Unless I want it to be a sectional now. The table wasnt in much better shape, and there were a few rather noticible holes where the walls gave way to his fist. Along with the snapped pool cues lying around, and the pool table that was tilting to the left, Chuck had made a rather large mess.

A smirk burst across his face, which nowadays seemed doomed to bear a frown. Oh yes, he was rather pleased with his next move. It was one she would never see coming. Let's see how you handle this one Blair. A slight crunching could be heard indicating that someone had joined him in the wreckage. Turning around smirk still in place Chuck spotted Nate standing a few feet away with his jaw hanging open in shock.

"Do close your mouth Nathaniel, or you might catch a fly."

Snapping his jaw shut Nate looked flabbergasted to his best friend and sighed asking, "Dude please tell me you at least left my room alone." Laughing while he made his way through the carnage Chuck clapped a hand onto Nate's shoulder before saying, " No worries, your room is just as you left it. But that's because I was afraid I might not make it out of that pig sty alive if I went in there." Nate shoulders seemed to sink in relief for a moment before he straightened up realizing that he was indeed being laughed at by his friend. "Not cool man" Nate said while laughing a bit himself, " My room is perfectly fine, I know where everything is." Dear God there is no way he he can find anything in there, you cant even see the bed or the floor for that matter. Nate saw a smile spread accross Chuck's face, the first real smile he had seen from his friend in some time."Nathaniel, it looks like a landfill in there. Now why dont you and I head down to the bar while I have someone clean this up." After setting his long forgotten glass down on the counter Chuck grabbed his jacket and after making a quick call to the maid service made his way downstairs with Nate to await his package. Which after checking his watch, he realized was due to arrive soon. It better get here, if that imbecile knows whats good for him.

At about ten till six, both Nate and Chuck were sitting at the bar reminicising about old times when the consierge whose name Chuck could not recall walked towards them holding a large manilla envelope. Nate stared in confusion as Chuck thanked the man taking the package. " It's best not to ask what it is, or what its for. Plausible deniability and all." Frowning slightly Nate nodded before getting up to leave. "Well I am going to go and see Serena, she's upset about some disagreement she had with Blair. I'll catch ya later." Chuck stayed at the bar for a while after his friend had left mulling over whether or not he should really use the tape now that he actually had it. That Bitch wants to rub it in my face that I want her. Fine. Then it's time I remind her what happens when you taunt a Bass. When she ditched me for Nate in high school I told Gossip Girl who really popped her cherry. Now I'm gonna do so much more than that. So the decision was made, by tomorrow night the video he was now holding will have gone viral.

Breaking News Upper East Sidders

I've just got something I know you're all gonna love...Well except maybe Blair. We all remember hearing about our Queen B's take to the stage at Victrola a couple years back. We all wondered what exactly happened, and now I have it for you all in full streaming video. Enjoy. Oh and B, looks like all your dirty little secrets won't be secret for long. At least, not if C can help it.

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Gossip Girl

Within an hour of the video being released by Gossip Girl she had fled from Columbia's campus. At first Blair had thought she could continue on, ignoring the leers from many of the males and the pointedly snooty looks from the girls. But the cat calls and deragatory whispers about her became too much. Upon arrival she made it clear to the front desk that no one was to be allowed up to her apartment, and she had long since turned her phone off to more easily ignore a worried Nate and Serena. Not long after she had reached the safety of her apartment did she head for the bathroom. This time not needing the help of her fingers to bring on the introduction of what was left of her lunch to the toilet, her shame and embarrassment was enough.

Blair sat in her living room tears running down her face as she stared at her computer screen, the video of her dancing on the stage of Victrola playing on a loop. I never saw this coming. She contined to cry while watching herself on the screen. Of course she knew what Chuck meant by sending this out. Yes, it did embarrass her but that wasn't the real reason why he did it. He wants me to remember what else happened that night. The start of everything. Well maybe I should remind you what happens when you provoke a Waldorf. And this time I'm going all out.

Blair knew what she had to do now, so picking up her phone she turned on the power and dialed Serena. "Oh my God! Blair! Are you ok? I can't believe Chuck did that! I mean I admit you looked good up there but that's besides the point." After rolling her eyes Blair interupted Serena's rant with one easy question," So you have Carter Baizens' number? I seem to have lost it." Silence filtered in from the other end where an obviously bewildered Serena was wondering why her friend sounded so calm, and why she wanted Casrter's number. "Uh sure B, I've still got his number. Why?" A smirk to rival Chuck's could be found on Blair's face when she responded with the utmost calm," It's best not to ask why I need it or what I'm going to do with it. Plausible deniability and all."