Chapter 4

The next morning, everyone went to school as normal, although both Chuck and Blair wondered why some of the other students were giving them somewhat strange looks. When Blair sat down with her three minion friends for lunch, Penelope asked "Oh Blair, I'm surprised that you didn't want to share lunch with Chuck, since you're sharing everything with him these days." "Interesting choice of bedtime fashions you're wearing these days Blair." Hazel added.

"What are you talking about?" Blair asked.

"Haven't you see Gossip Girl lately? Here check it out..." Izzy said as she told her to look at her cell.

Blair flipped open her phone and gasped when she saw the pic of herself and Chuck in their shared pajamas from the night before on Gossip Girl, with the headline "Red striped pajamas make a bold statement in sleepwear, I guess we know who's on top and who's on the bottom of the relationship between these two! Looks like Queen B's caught herself a Bass!"

"Oh my gawd!" Blair gasped, as she looked at the pic which not only showed her wearing the top and Chuck wearing the bottom of his red pajamas, but somehow it'd been snapped at the moment Chuck was reaching to pinch her bottom. She was so embarrassed to say the least! Then when she ran around the corner and ran into Chuck, Ms. Quellar suddenly came around and asked them to accompany her to her office for a private discussion, which they only wondered what she could want.

"Miss Waldorf, Mr. Bass, will you please step into my office for a bit."

"But we have to get to class, Miss Quellar. We're almost late." Blair commented.

"That's all right, I have already taken care of that. Just come along." Miss Quellar said, as she motioned them along to her office.

Chuck and Blair followed Miss Quellar into a sitting area of her office, where several chairs were pulled up in a small grouping close to her desk. They chose two chairs close to each other, while the headmistress sat in a chair positioned in front of her desk.

"As I said several weeks ago in the parents meeting in which you Miss Waldorf were a participant, that we at the school usually don't concern ourselves with students' issues that are raised on Gossip Girl, however, it has been brought to my attention that there has been a very interesting post recently made about you two, and some questions have been raised. I am wondering now if I may ask them to clear up the rumors?" Miss Quellar asked.

"Rumors? There are rumors floating around about us?" Blair chuckled under her breath, while she tried to reach for Chuck's hand.

"Yes, and this is my question, are you pregnant?" Quellar asked, staring at Blair.

"No. That is I don't think I am, Miss Quellar. Instead, Chuck and I are...are...married." Blair stammered.

"Married?" Miss Quellar asked skeptically bemused.

"Yes. Nearly three weeks ago, Blair accompanied me on my business trip in the Poconos, and while we were there, we married. Hopefully this does not pose an issue here at the school?" Chuck answered, with remarkable maturity.

"That is interesting information Charles. It doesn't pose a direct issue at the school, although it has been more than a decade since we had any married students at Constance. If you want to we can release the information to the rest of the students and faculty, or you can do it yourselves. Since you're not pregnant however, we'll allow it at your discretion." Miss Quellar said, before adding "And by the way, congratulations."

"Thank you Miss Quellar. We would actually like to keep it a secret until after graduation, if that would be fine. It is sort of a reputation issue because I'd rather keep from the school especially since our wedding was so impromptu." Blair explained.

"That seems reasonable enough. I do have one question though for you two, and that is, do your parents know about your marriage?" Quellar asked.

"To be honest, Miss Quellar, Chuck's mother Mrs. Lily Bass knows about our marriage, we revealed the fact last night, but my parents...well...they don't know yet." Blair admitted a bit embarrassed.

"Oh really? Well my advice to you Miss Waldorf, or should I say Mrs. Bass, is that despite the fact that you are over 18, you should tell your parents as soon as possible." Miss Quellar admitted.

"Are you sure we have to?" Blair panicked.

"Do you want me to send a note home informing your parents?" Quellar asked.

"No...we'll tell them, Miss Quellar. We'll tell them." Blair admitted as she held Chuck's hand for added strength.

Blair and Chuck then bade Miss Quellar goodbye and walked out of her office and around the corner to talk to each other.

"Oh Chuck what are we going to do now? Quellar knows, so now some of the school administration will know. I'm glad they're not making a big deal about it. I think she was more concerned that she might have a teen pregnancy that she was going to have to deal with, instead of a secret married couple. Still though we have to tell my parents sometime soon." Blair sorrowfully admitted, almost ready to cry.

Suddenly, Chuck stepped forward and wrapped his arms around her and held her close while she cried against his shirt. He stroked her hair and whispered in her ear "It will be fine Blair, I'll be there for you. We can tell your parents together sometime soon. I'll be with you, especially if your parents have any issues with the idea."

"Thank you, Chuck. It means more to me than you know." Blair admitted, then added "Oh boy we need to get back to class and I probably look like a mess. And oh I think I ruined your shirt!"

"You don't look so bad, Blair, and my shirt will clean although maybe you can pay for the dry cleaning, I think you can afford it." Chuck teasingly soothed her.

"Ha ha, your funny. Anyway thanks, we can meet after school and discuss when to break our news to my parents." Blair said as she gave Chuck a quick kiss and walked on to class.

When she sat down in her seat in class, and a few of the girls started to ask questions, she just told them that she was fine and that it wasn't an issue they needed to be concerned about. Her friends though still gave her odd looks and comments which reminded her of the time a year or so before when the pregnancy scare rumor about herself, Chuck, and Nate had been floating around, but Blair knew she'd survived that rumor, so she'd survive this one as well.

After school, Blair texted Chuck to meet her at a corner cafe so that they could discuss what to do next, as far as their relationship and how to break the news to her parents. Surprisingly Chuck agreed to it, so Blair was sitting at a corner table sipping a latte when Chuck stepped into the cafe, sauntered over, and slid into a chair.

"You're here, good because I've been waiting almost half an hour for you. We need to talk." Blair said as she sipped her drink.

"Hello to you too, Blair. Ah like good wine, some things take time, and that includes my transportation. You should know Blair, even if it takes a while when I come, I come." Chuck said saucily.

"Enough with the double meanings Chuck, we need to discuss how and when we're going to break the news of our relationship to my parents. I want to do it in the most elegant way possible, like hosting a private dinner party at my mother's penthouse, as befitting a Waldorf. And I just wanted to know your opinion and when would be the best time?" Blair exclaimed.

"Since you apparently have dinner under control, when would be the best time? When would be the best time? I have no idea what your parents' schedules are, do you?" Chuck sighed.

"Well my mother and Cyrus could arrive back at any time. The last time I talked with my mother, she mentioned that she had something to discuss with me anyway. With that being said, maybe in another week, if that's fine with you?" Blair commented.

"Yes that will work. Just tell me when it is and where to be and I'll be there." Chuck said.

"That's excellent. This should go well, I hope. Just don't mess it up, all right Chuck. Dress to impress, use your best manners, and so forth." Blair listed her suggestions to Chuck.

"I can live up to my end of the bargain, Blair. Don't treat me like my father did, or my uncle Jack for that matter." Chuck growled.

"I'm sorry Chuck, I didn't mean to treat you like them. Anyway, tonight since my mother's penthouse is still just I and Dorota, I'll make it up to you tonight. Just come around nine or so and we'll work on homework and have a little fun." Blair said saucily.

"All right, I suppose I can stand an evening over at your place. Yeah I'll bring my homework, and whatever else." Chuck said as he winked at her.

Blair soon finished her latte and they bade each other goodbye, both anticipating the evening.

That evening, Chuck actually arrived at nine PM on the dot, much to Blair's surprise. She greeted him at the elevator and walked him into a side room where some lounges and a projection screen was set up along with a Wii machine.

"So Blair, what do you have in mind with this? I imagined you wanted to play games, but I didn't know literally." Chuck laughed.

"Ah but not any game, croquet." Blair laughed.

"Croquet? Ah...strip croquet on the Wii...how very Heathers, I forgot to bring my gun." Chuck laughed.

"Chuck! Anyway I couldn't bring the real set in because we would've wrecked the place." Blair sighed.

"Not like we're not going to wreck the place anyway." Chuck teased.

"Yes, well try to beat this." Blair said as she hit the electronic ball through the wicket on the game, advancing her score.

"Good shot. I knew you were a ball buster, Blair, but I didn't know you were that good." Chuck teased.

"Chuck!" Blair gasped, then added "Your serve!"

"All right, if I score higher than you on my turn, off it comes." Chuck said as he slyly pointed to her skirt.

"Yeah well one article of clothing per turn, wearer's choice remember." Blair coyly responded.

"No fun, but I think I can live with it." Chuck slyly retorted.

Chuck and Blair played their croquet game until neither of them remembered who won that game, but they had even more fun together on the cushions in front of the video game, and on the floor, with the added strip element that made the croquet game even more fun.

They lay together for awhile afterward, until Chuck got up and went over to the piano and began to play a bit. The sight of Chuck playing a piano in the nude was certainly quite the sight, in Blair's opinion. A strange combination of erotic, hilarious, poignant all at the same time, somehow. Blair walked over to Chuck while he played the piano and ran her fingers through his hair a bit and kissed the top of his head, while she leaned against him.

Suddenly, he stopped playing and stiffened a bit, causing Blair to ask "Is something wrong? I thought you played great." as she moved to sit on the bench next to him.

"It's just that no one's touched me like that in longer than I can remember." Chuck said as he went back to playing the piano and otherwise shut his emotions a bit.

"You don't remember when someone genuinely cared about you? That's so...so sad." Blair said as she leaned her cheek against his shoulder and gave him a hug.

Chuck suddenly stopped playing and masked his emotions with his usual charm when he turned to her and lifted Blair on top of the piano and said "All right if you like my playing, I want to hear you sing for me."

"On top of the piano?" Blair laughed.

"Like a nightclub singer, yes. If you want to hear me play, I want to hear you sing. So sing my little songbird, like I know you can." Chuck teased as he began to play a few bars from an old Perry Como song.

Together Chuck and Blair sang and played "Watch Over Me" and a few other songs in their own slightly awkward way, with Chuck playing the piano and Blair laying on her stomach on top of it. After a few songs Chuck leaned forward and they began to kiss, which led to Chuck climbing on top of the piano as well.

"Chuck are you sure this is going to work?" Blair laughed as they kissed.

"Well there's a first time for everything, with you. If we break the piano, I'll buy your mother a new one." Chuck teased.

"Thanks for the offer, Chuck." Blair laughed.

"Anytime..." Chuck slyly laughed as he and Blair succumbed to each other on top of the piano.

Fortunately for them, Chuck and Blair didn't do any structural damage to the piano, Dorota did have a time the next day polishing it with Murphy's Oil Soap and furniture polish to restore it to it's former gleam. Instead, Chuck and Blair ended up under the piano, then went upstairs to Blair's bed, where they went to sleep.

The next morning, Blair woke curled around Chuck, when Dorota opened the door and said "Miss Blair, Mr. Chuck time for school because it is Friday."

"All right thank you Dorota, we'll be down in a few minutes." Blair growled sleepily.

"Even better idea, Dorota, can you bring breakfast up to us? I like my eggs Benedict, sausage fried to brown with sauce, and don't forget my tea!" Chuck commanded.

"Okay Mr. Chuck. By the way what were you playing on the piano last night? At first it sounded like music, but then it sounded like you were stepping on the keys and now it is a mess..." Dorota chided.

"Dorota!" Blair gasped.

"That's enough questions Dorota, just bring us our breakfast." Chuck laughed as he commanded her.

"My you know how to order servants around!" Blair gleefully commented.

"Yes and I also like my breakfast a certain way, like I'm sure you do too." Chuck laughed.

"Hmm, yes just like certain other things...But uh I hate to pull myself away from the bed, or especially away from you! Since it's just going to be Dorota and I, do think you could spend the weekend? We could have the whole place to ourselves because we are married." Blair sighed.

"For you, yes I think I will. You can help me move some of my clothes over here after school, if that's fine with you?" Chuck slyly grinned.

"Oh of course it's fine by me. I'll help you pick out some pieces to bring along, at least so that you can have something to wear when you stay over." Blair said as she watched Chuck leave the bed and begin to dress.

Eventually they ate breakfast then left for school in Chuck's limo, and spent the day there attending classes, and so forth. At lunch Blair's minion friends invited her along with them to eat at their favorite local restaurant, where most of the girls ragged about the latest guys they dated and were wondering who they were going to get to go to prom with them. In many ways, Blair thought that their issues seemed quite petty but she kept her opinion to herself.

That evening after school, Blair rode back to where Chuck lived with Serena's family to help him sort through his clothes. Blair was scrounging around in his closet when she found a cardigan that just piqued her interest because it was so ironic. She slipped it on over her blouse and walked out asking him a question.

"Chuck you certainly have a unique style to say the least, but anyway this cardigan sweater is too much! Ha ha, Chuck Bass has a cardigan with fish and sharks on it? What are they, bass? How ironic!" Blair laughed as she modeled the sweater for him.

"Oh brother I haven't worn that thing in a year or so! You can keep it or burn or donate it, I don't care. I just can't believe I ever wore that! Although you do look better in it than I probably did." Chuck teased.

"Well as 'Mrs. Bass' I think I will keep it Chuck, if you don't mind. I think I have some ideas for it." Blair said slyly.

Chuck just laughed as they continued to sort through his clothes to determine which ones to bring along. They were just leaving with a few boxes of Chuck's things, when Serena stopped them in the hall and asked them what they were doing, to which they replied that they were moving some of Chuck's things over to Blair's place, to which Serena wished them the best of luck.

Amazingly Chuck was able to move in quite easily and so they spent the evening doing that until Nate called and said that he needed to speak with Chuck about something, so Blair let him go hang out with his friend. Meanwhile, Blair turned in early because she was feeling tired for some reason.