"I wonder if he made it there okay." Blaine asked the group of canaries gathered around him as he fed them. One hopped up onto his shoulder and chirped happily.

"Yeah, he probably did, Wes. But I can't stop worrying." Blaine said, nodding. Another canary flew up and joined the other on his shoulder, chirping wildly.

"Okay, okay." Blaine laughed, "I'll calm down, David. You're right, there's no reason for me to be worried. Cooper can take care of himself."

"Of course he can. But the question I'm wondering is, can you?" a smooth voice said from behind, startling Blaine and the canaries, who all promptly flew off. Blaine turned around to see Sebastian, smiling in what Blaine assumed must be an attempt at a kind smile, but only seemed fake and almost…predatory.

"Ex-excuse me?" Blaine squeaked, surprised at the sudden appearance

"I just don't think it's right for someone as good looking as you are to be left all alone so far from the town." Sebastian said, sauntering closer to Blaine.

"I…I do okay. On my own." Blaine stammered. Sebastian clucked his tongue.

"Yes, but 'okay' shouldn't be good enough for you. You deserve so much more than just okay, in my opinion." he said, voice low and smooth.

"I'm h-happy." Blaine replied.

"If you say so." Sebastian sighed, "But if you ever, and I mean ever, need anything or anyone," he raised his eyebrow suggestively, "you know where to find me."

He then left, walking away as slowly as possible. Maybe he was swaying his hips on purpose. Just maybe.

Blaine whistled one long, clear note, and his bird friends all flew back over to him.

"What was that about?" Blaine asked them. One canary, perched on his head, pecked him, as if to knock some sense into the boy.

"Ow! Pavoratti, what was that about?" Blaine asked, holding up a finger so the smallest of the canaries could hop off of his head and onto it so he could lower it down to stare in its eyes. The bird twittered innocently, as if to say, Who, me? I didn't do anything.

"I know it was you, don't-" Blaine started to say, but stopped when he heard the distinctive clip-clop of a horse approaching.

A few seconds later, Francey galloped out of the woods, skidding to a stop when she saw Blaine sitting there. The horse was covered in tiny little cuts, most likely from various branches and weeds in the woods, and she was breathing heavily.

Most importantly, Cooper was missing.

"Francey, where's Coop?" Blaine asked, standing up abruptly. She gestured with her head, as if to say, Hop on and I'll show you.

Blaine climbed on, and the two set off into the dark, overgrown woods.


AN: Sorry this chapter is so short. This just seemed like a nice place to end.

Also, the reference I made (or am making, I guess) is to an OC created by the lovely and amazing Caitlin (Keitorin Asthore) named Francey. She's Blaine's and Coop's sister :)