Episode 3: Furt

Kurt was confused. His parents had ambushed him in the Choir room and were now leading him across the halls of McKinley, their arms linked into his in a restricting manner, until they found Finn.

Finn was also confused, especially since Burt, Kurt's father, began explaining how he had met Carole, Finn's mother, and that he took her to where they had first met, and then Carole, who seemed on the verge of exploding just blurted out- "He proposed!"

The two of them were laughing to themselves as Kurt and Finn simply stared, shocked. Kurt, who noticed first that they were just gaping like fish hurried to recover and wished the happy couple all the best, and immediately proceeded to observe Carole's engagement ring.

"Kurt," his father said, with a knowing smile, "as the wedding planner I want you to make sure of one thing – a good band."

Kurt stared – he was getting to plan his father's second wedding! And then two thoughts popped into his head. "Dad how about this? New Directions as your band?"

Finn smiled knowingly, they needed practice.

Burt stared; Carole stifled a gasp and looked up at Burt, who smiled at her. "That's a great idea son."

Kurt smiled and then beckoned his father closer, "Do you think it's ok if I invited Blaine?"

Burt just stared, "Blaine? Blaine who?"

Kurt just massaged his temples.

Finn proceeded to explain, thinking he knew who Kurt was talking about, "Blaine is Kurt's boyfriend from Dalton."

Burt and Carole stared at Kurt who shot a stare at Finn, as he quickly explained, "Blaine is not my boyfriend, Finn. He is merely a guy I have met while observing the Dalton Academy Warblers in Westerville and he and I have bonded over the last two weeks. I just thought it would be a nice gesture."

Carole, seeing something more, said she wouldn't mind. Burt, after seeing how much this affected his son, merely said, "Sure, as long as he doesn't bring any weirdos to the wedding, I'm cool with that."

And that was that.

Upon waking up the next morning, Blaine found a letter shoved from underneath his door that looked like a formal invitation. He went to it, picked it up and stared:

Dear Blaine Anderson

You are hereby formally invited to the celebration and unity of Carole Hudson and Burt Hummel in holy matrimony

The ceremony and part will be held in Lima, Ohio, at the local Conference Hall

P.S seeing as the wedding is in a week from the date in which this letter is sent, please call Burt's son, Kurt Hummel to confirm your arrival

Blaine stared, a wedding? Kurt had never mentioned that his father was divorced, or anything. To be honest, he never mentioned his father, period. They were either talking about music, gay affairs or glee clubs. But he was certain that this was a big deal for Kurt, and he had already made a promise to himself to look out for him and to always be there for him. So he picked up his cell-phone and dialed up.

"Hello?"

"Hey, Kurt, it's Blaine. Did I wake you up?"

"No, no." – there was a strange sound of a lid being closed upon some container. – "something important?"

"Uh, not something that would require an emergency. I just received the invitation to your dad's wedding."

"Oh… and you wanted to say you're not coming?"

"No! No! I will be coming, I was just surprised. I thought you lived with both your parents, that's all."

"My mother died a long time ago, Blaine."

At this, Blaine was at a loss of words. "I… I'm sorry."

"It's ok, you didn't know. So you're coming?"

"Definitely."

"Great."

"I'll see you then."

"Sure."

"Bye."

And just like that, Blaine was to attend his first wedding ever.

In Lima, Kurt was fidgeting with the lid of his facial cream. Now that his plan had worked flawlessly – he hired the New Directions as his dad's wedding band and managed to get Blaine to come as well – he was terrified. How the hell was he supposed to find a set list to give to Mr. Schuster that would not embarrass him in front of Blaine? But then he remembered something, if Blaine was to come, he would not be the only one under the spotlight, the entire glee club would be, and there was no way that mishaps would be obliterated.

What the hell, might as well make fools of ourselves all the way.

And on that note he departed to school.

The day of the wedding arrived.

The guests were already seated and the priest was already set by the improvised altar that Kurt had designed for the occasion.

Behind the curtains that separated them from the rest of the hall, the New Directions glee club were fidgeting with Carole Hudson-soon-to-be-Hummel and Burt Hummel in their midst.

"Kurt, are you sure this is going to work?" Burt asked his son, "You know I'm a horrible dancer."

Kurt turned his gaze from Blaine to his father, took one good look at him and said, "Just be grateful you don't have to sing and dance at the same time."

They all laughed nervously.

The music began, Bruno Mars's "Marry You" gently beginning to tinkle.

Finn took a deep breath and walked to the beginning of the aisle

It's a beautiful night

We're looking for something dumb to do

Hey, baby, I think I wanna marry you

Rachel smiled hugely and ran up to her spot

Is it the look in your eyes?

Or is it this dancing juice?

Who cares, baby?

I think I wanna marry you

Slowly the entire club was out dancing in the aisle and around the guests, everyone clapping. Kurt, while fooling around with Mercedes, Tina and Mike, searched for Blaine and spotted him, pretty close up to the altar, looking at him intently. He was wearing a traditional tuxedo with a red rose pinned in, and to Kurt he looked dreamier than ever.

The vows were said, if slightly untraditional, and Burt and Carole were announced man and wife.

And then it was time for the party.

Mr. Schuster had agreed to sing for Burt and Carole in their first dance. As the song progressed, the newlywed signaled to the rest of the couples invited that it was ok for them to dance as well.

I can hear the sound of violins

Long before it begins

Kurt felt a tap on his shoulder and stifled gasps and giggles from the glee club behind him. He lifted his eyes slightly and saw a familiar hand extended in his directions; as his eyes went upward, he saw the owner of that familiar hand – Blaine.

"Would you care to dance?"

Kurt looked at the rest of the glee club, who urged him to go, Mercedes, Tina and Rachel smiling hugely at him.

No way out.

As Blaine and Kurt stepped out to the dance floor, there were a few murmurs at the odd couple. Carole and Burt, slightly surprised at this spur of events, simply looked at each other and smiled.

Blaine took Kurt's hand and hip and began twirling him to the rhythm of Mr. Schuster's singing. Kurt looked at Blaine, and asked, "What are you doing?"

"What does it look like I'm doing? Dancing."

"Yeah, but… why did you ask me?"

Blaine shrugged. "You're the only person I know here, besides Mercedes, that I know at this wedding. And to be honest," he leaned close to whisper into Kurt's ear, "You're the only guy I wanted to dance with."

He hadn't said 'only person', he said 'only guy', and Kurt had to blush at this.

At the New Directions' table, the entire glee club was staring at the newly added couple. Mercedes was smiling from ear to ear, Rachel was giggling non-stop and Tina just smiled kindly.

"I thought Kurt told me he wasn't his boyfriend," Finn said, slightly, dazed at the odd turn of events.

"Well, I guess that sometimes Finny doesn't know everything, huh?" Santana said, snickering at the two boys.

Just then, they saw Blaine whispering something into Kurt's ear and Kurt blushing deeply. All the girls awww-ed together and sighed, while the boys just gaped.

On the dance floor, Blaine continued steering Kurt until the song ended. When the last note played, Blaine pulled Kurt up so close that their noses brushed against each other. Kurt stared up into Blaine's eyes and saw something that made his stomach do a double-flip – his friends' bluish-brown eyes were not only warm, they blazed with an emotion so deep, that Kurt had to gulp in order to take it in.

The couples on the floor clapped, and Blaine and Kurt separated from each other, joining them in the applause, and returned to their seats.

Kurt sat next to Finn and Mercedes, giving them a look that dared them to say a word. The rest of the glee club behind him just giggled and snickered quietly, and he just didn't have the strength to hush them up.

Then it was time for the speeches. Finn had prepared a speech on his own, and Kurt was honestly afraid that it would end up in a disaster. Despite all his wheedling, he didn't manage to get a hole on the speech, but Artie did tell him that it was quite good, considering Finn's incapability with the English language. So Kurt let it be.

Kurt didn't really hear what Finn had to say about the couple, his mind was reeling from the dance and he was quite overcome with emotion – what had Blaine exactly meant when he said 'only guy'? Why did he choose him to dance with in front of everyone and not Mercedes? But then he heard Finn calling his name, and blushed deeply has his new stepbrother unleashed endless compliments on him, wishing that Blaine had gone to the bathroom as soon as Finn stood up.

But Blaine was sitting there, listening intently to Kurt's new floundering stepbrother. He smiled when Kurt came into the speech, and he was pleasantly surprised to see the emotion with which he was speaking of Kurt's capabilities and personality, and his heart swollen with a feeling he could not really place. But then Finn spoke of the problems that Kurt has had at school, and Blaine realized that despite the offhandish air that Kurt spoke of his school, he was truly miserable there. He then decided that he would do whatever it he could to make Kurt feel safe, no matter what it took. He wanted to go up to Kurt and talk to him, but just then music began playing, and it looked as though the glee club were singing to Kurt, so Blaine sat back in his place, curious as to what they had planned this time. They were quite good.

Up front, Kurt was blushing from head to foot as the entire glee club rose in what Finn called 'a number in your honor' – he recognized the tune and wished he were buried six feet under the sea,

Oh, her eyes her eyes

Make the stars seem like they're not shining

Blaine smiled hugely, he was sure Kurt was blushing and the thought brought to him the image of Kurt blushing when he told him that he only wanted to dance with him. It wasn't that horrible blush that people usually had when they were embarrassed about something and made them look as though they were turning into tomatoes, it was a subtle blush. He had turned an attractive sort of pink that reminded Blaine of roses, and as he saw Kurt rising to dance up with Finn, he realized that Kurt needed a place where he could be comfortable with just being himself – no bullies, no harassment, no backtalk, just friends. And then he knew what he had to do – he had to convince Kurt to transfer to Dalton. But he knew that if he would suggest the idea to Kurt, the boy would merely protest.

As the song drew to an end and everyone went back to their seats, he saw Carole and Burt heading off to the hallway and quickly went into the shadows to follow them, unheeded by Kurt or anyone else.

Kurt had just seen his parents skulking into the hallway; clearly curious as to what presents have they received. Shaking his head incredulously, he looked up to see a shadow passing by, and saw that it was Blaine, trying to sneak out. Kurt's brow furrowed, but he was surrounded by so many people, that his absence would be noticed. So he just sat there, wondering.

Blaine caught up with the couple, and tried to get their attention.

"Mr. and Mrs. Hummel?"

At the formal addressing, the couple turned and saw the young boy standing in the hallway, looking sheepish and sticking his pockets.

"Blaine?" Carole was confused. "What are you doing here, honey? I thought you'd be sitting with Kurt and the rest of the kids."

"That's the reason I wanted to speak to you two, alone."

Burt raised his eyebrow at him, "What happened to Kurt?"

"Oh, nothing serious! At least, not that I know! But it seems as though recent events have caused Kurt to be somewhat… distant in the past few weeks, have you guys noticed that?"

"Are you talking about that kid, Korofsky?"

Blaine looked at him, "Yes, sir. Now, I know it may not be an option for everyone. But I've seen bullies like Korofsky, and I know that they won't let go of Kurt. And as far as I can see, the only remaining option for Kurt to be safe in his school is to come over to Dalton."

"What makes Dalton so special?"

Blaine chuckled, "I can see your hesitance, sir. But to be honest, at Dalton we simply have a non-bullying harassment policy. That's it."

"And you came there, when?"

"A year ago, after I've been haunted down at my old school."

Carole lifted her eyes up to Burt, pleading. Her husband merely turned to the teenager, "We'll think about it, thanks."

"No problem. But please, don't let Kurt know that I talked to you. Enjoy your wedding gifts."

And with that, Blaine returned to the party.

Back at McKinley, Burt and Carole were saying goodbye to a terrified Kurt. Korofsky was to return the following day, and Kurt was trying to be nonchalant about that fact. Carole looked at Burt as Kurt went off to class, shoulders slightly slouched.

"Kurt!" Burt called after his son. "Wait."

Kurt looked at his father, confused.

"We've been thinking that maybe you don't have to stand Korofsky's bullying anymore."

Kurt stared from Carole to Burt, not understanding.

"Dalton," Carole said simply. "It's the best option."

Kurt's eyes widened, "No! You wanted to go Waikiki for your honeymoon! I can't let you throw all of that just to make me more comfortable! I can take Korofsky."

"Yeah, but for how long before he does something worse than just threatening?" Burt burst out, "I am not having my son being taunted at his school just because he likes guys and not girls. We've already figured everything out, you just say the word and we'll close the deal."

Kurt looked at his parents affectionately and hugged them tightly.

"I love you guys."