Chapter 4

Hello! Sorry the next update is late, it's just… Life. Hectic. Need I say more?

OK, so Wes is next. This is set at some point just after Sectionals, where Logan walked out on them.

Again, thank you for D. H. Spy, who although this wasn't her idea, it sprang to mind from something she said. :D

Disclaimer: I do not own Glee or Dalton. *sad face*

"Ready everyone?" Ethan already had his hand poised over the flash light. There were a few murmurs amongst the group and the flash light was sent spinning again.

Kurt could've sworn that he heard Blaine chanting something under his breath. Wes shot him a smirk. However, it was soon wiped off his face as the flash light became still; its bright light shining straight at Wes' knees.

"Who's laughing now?" David grinned, clearing his throat.

"I'm beginning to think that this was a really bad idea," Blaine grumbled, looking around the room. Reed sighed from where he was sat next to him. It had been David's idea to throw Wes a birthday party; especially as the boy had been feeling down after the incident at Sectionals.

"Oh, a party will really cheer him up," Blaine mocked, imitating David's voice. Wes' room had been draped in colourful paper streamers in preparation for the party. The iPod dock in the corner was feebly playing in the background; not that anyone was listening. Wes was giggling from the sofa, his head resting on the shoulder of some girl that Blaine assumed David had invited. And David was slow dancing with himself in the corner.

Reed glanced at Blaine nervously to see him glaring at the cluster of empty bottles scattered across the coffee table, looking like he wanted to kill whoever had decided to bring alcohol to this party.

"They're so shiny and pretty," Wes mumbled, playing with the earrings of the girl he was leaning on, who didn't look all that impressed.

"Yeah…" she replied. "That's the fifth time you've mentioned that," she added under her breath.

"I mean like… really pretty," he slurred again. "I wish I had earrings…"

The girl's expression suddenly changed from bored to amused. "You know I could pierce your ears if you wanted," she smiled sweetly.

The look on Wes' face was a picture. (To this day, Blaine still wishes he'd got his camera phone out quicker). He looked like a boy who'd just been shown a secret entrance to Willy Wonka's Chocolate Factory.

"Really? Really?"

"Yep! If you let me go and get my stuff, I'll be back in a minute!"

Reed and Blaine watched the scene unfold from where they were stood.

"Do you think we should stop her from piercing Wes' ears?" Reed asked.

Blaine contemplated this carefully. On one hand, he was supposed to be one of the responsible ones. On the other hand…

It didn't really take that long to decide and he shook his head. "C'mon, this'll be funny."

"Are we sure this is a good idea?" Reed repeated himself for what seemed the hundredth time that night. Wes was still sat on the couch, grinning like a demented elf. The girl, who still remained nameless to the Dalton boys, had returned with some piercing equipment.

"Are you sure you know what you're doing?" Blaine asked her as she struck a match to sterilise a shiny needle. Reed nervously eyed the fire extinguisher lurking in the corner.

"Yeah, my sister did a beauty course and she showed me how to do it," the girl smiled again, making her way over to Wes. Blaine pulled out his phone and hit record.

"Now you want both ears pierced?" Wes nodded.

"Hold this against your ear," she instructed, handing an ice cube to Wes.

"Aaaaah, it's cooooold!" Wes screamed as soon as he took the ice cube. "Oh, and it's all slippery. Hey look, Blaine, catch!"

Wes attempted to throw the ice cube at Blaine but missed by a good metre, where it hit the side of Reed's head. "Ouch!" he cried. Wes giggled. Reed scowled.

"OK, forget the ice… the alcohol will probably numb the pain," the girl reassured Reed and Blaine.

"Can I have pink ones? And shiny ones?" Wes asked, still fumbling with the girl's jewellery whilst she tried to hold Wes still.

"Wes, you can have all the earrings you want when we're done!" Blaine sniggered.

"Can I have Hello Kitty earrings?" he asked again.

"Yes."

"OK, Wes, sit still and I'll pierce your right ear first," the girl told Wes, using a pen to mark the spot on his ears. She picked up the piercing gun and a cork, placing the cork behind Wes' right ear and pressed the piercing gun.

The alcohol hadn't numbed the pain.

"Blaine. Blaine. Blaine!"

Blaine stirred from where he was lying on Wes' floor. There was a slight pounding in his head, but judging from the look on Wes' face, Blaine didn't have the worst hangover in the room.

"What?" he asked, trying and failing to hide the slight hint of anger in his voice. All Blaine wanted to do right now was curl up in his own bed and sleep; he had been up until 3am with the others whilst Wes discovered how painful having your ears pierced was. The girl had scarpered pretty quickly afterwards.

"Blaine, why do my ears feel all weird?" Wes asked slowly.

"You got them pierced."

"WHAT?"

Naww, poor Wes.

The girl remains nameless. I'm assuming she's from Dobry or maybe she's a Banshee. Also, I'm not sure where the Tweedles or Dwight are in this. Use your imagination!

My knowledge of ear piercing isn't that good; I've had mine pierced a couple of times but that was a while ago. Basically, most of this information either comes from eHow or from the bit in "The Parent Trap" where they pierce Annie's ears. So, I'm sorry if it's inaccurate.

Finally, I am taking a little hiatus from this fic in order to concentrate on my other fic, Prompting, which is basically a prompt fic. Go and check it out and send me prompts! Anyway, that has not been updated at all yet, so I'd like to do that for a while. Apologies for those who have already sent me prompts, I will be writing yours first. Also, I came up with the name "Prompting" in a bit of a rush, so I would like to rename it. Suggestions? PM me.

But don't fret! You'll have your drunken Warblers back soon enough! :D