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The Warblerette

Chapter 6


Cody rolled off of her bed at the sound of the door knocking and dropped her magazine , that Kurt had given her, down the side of the four-poster. She cautiously made her way to the door at the sound of mumbled arguments and hurried footsteps, picking up Kurt's bottle of hair spray for defence against whatever could be on the other side.

She closed in on the door handle and ripped the entry open with a hairspray bottle shoved in her guest's face. Darcy backpedalled and winced raising her hands in front of her face awaiting the sting she was so used to. Nothing came.

"Woah – what the hell?" She gasped and fell back a little.

Cody furrowed her brows and drew a sharp breath at the sight of another girl. "Oh Hello – Who are you?" she blinked lowering the can and her arm falling back to her side.

Darcy just frowned. " I'm Darcy – Darcy Anderson." She held her hand out and when Cody cocked her head she sighed. "Blaine Anderson's sister?"

Cody's eyes widened at the realisation. "Oh!" She took the hand and shook it, only now noticing the similarities shared by the siblings.

"What are you doing here?" she asked and looked left and right down the corridor to see nothing and nobody.

Darcy frowned and fidgeted awkwardly, her hand flew to the back of her neck, "Um, I was supposed to ask you to take me shopping, because I forgot to bring clothes and stuff and – I have money I can pay, I just need someone to drive me,"

Cody nodded smirking and crossing her arms. "Okay I think you need to come in and start from the beginning." She sighed and smiled, opening the door wider. "Then we'll go shopping,"

Darcy sighed in relief and stepped in.


Fairy lights dangled on the walls and glinted as the smooth air-conditioning made them sway.

Kurt dropped the breadstix menu and stared at his date – or non-date as Blaine put it – who was seemingly away with the fairies, he blinked. "Blaine, hey Mr. Warbler, snap out of it," He snapped his fingers in Blaine's face who suddenly retracted back into reality.

"hm?" When he saw the perfectly shaped eyebrow raise his face fell softer and he smiled. "Oh Sorry Kurt, I'm just thinking is all,"

Kurt mixed his fruity drink with a quizzical demeanour. "About what?"

Blaine pursed his lips and couldn't decide whether to tell Kurt or not. "Well thing is-"

He looked up to see Kurt opposite his in the booth staring back in awe awaiting an answer, he blinked delicately and Blaine couldn't help but get lost in those perfect blue orbs again. "Thing is-"

"Blaine?"

"Sister! My sister," nononononono was not meant to say that. Blaine face palmed and grinned his head into his hands.

Kurt batted an eyelid and Blaine sighed. "I didn't know you had a sister, is she ill or-?"

Blaine looked up quickly and shook his head , "No, no, she's fine - she's fine, just…"

"Blaine, spit it out."

Blaine sighed and held his forehead between his thumb and forefinger. He rested his elbow on the table top. "She's decided to show up at Dalton so I'm looking after her for the week," He covered his face in shame and peeked out between spread fingers when Kurt remained silent.

Kurt just blinked. "what?"

Blaine exhaled and ran a hand down his face. "She decided she didn't want to go with my parents to this fashion show thing in Paris and thought that it would be alright if she just showed up here instead…"

Kurt's jaw dropped and his hands went cold on the table top. "I'm sorry what?"

"She showed up at Dalton about ten minutes ago…"

"No-no the fashion show in Paris, weren't you invited? Blaine if you were invited and decided not to go because you wanted to stay here with me, you could have easily taken me with you, you know!"

Blaine just smirked and leant across the table to take Kurt's hand in his own. "Sorry I wasn't, I promise I would've taken you if was," He smiled that charming smile that always set Kurt off with butterflies in his stomach.

Kurt drew a soft breath and smiled trying to resist the temptation to lean forward and kiss that amazingly charming warbler. Blue and Brown entwined and Blaine could feel some magnetic force drawing him closer and closer to the fashionista. His eyes fluttered shut and before he knew it, Kurt's hand had slipped out of his own and the space in front of him felt empty. When he re-opened his eyes Kurt was sat back with the menu in front of his face.

"I think I may have the salad," Kurt said from behind the dirty piece of menu. Unbeknownst to Blaine, Kurt was trying very hard to think about dead kittens to calm his blush. When he decided it wasn't working, he hastily stepped out of the booth. "I have to go to – to the bathroom, be right back!" He smiled awkwardly and set off.

"Kurt?" Blaine called behind the rushing boy who just raised his hand.

"Order me the salad if anyone comes." He instructed before disappearing behind the swinging bathroom door. Blaine sighed.

Smooth, Anderson, very smooth. He internally scolded himself and dropped his head back.

"Well, that went well," Someone laughed from behind him and he swivelled in his spot to see who it was. He smiled at the waitress.

She had short brown curls that Alice Cullen would be put to shame with and her burgundy uniform dress with the white buttons matched the black pumps on her feet.

"Hey Madison," Blaine greeted as she sat down opposite him with a notepad in hand and a pencil dangling out of her mouth. She eyed up his dejected façade and raised a brow.

Removing the pencil she asked, "So what was that all about then? Your date not got the same ideas as you it seems," She theorized and Blaine shrugged before quickly defending his corner.

"It's not a date!" He retorted and knitted his brows. "We're just friends,"

"Not what it looked like from my station," She winked at which Blaine rolled his eyes.

"So who is he?" She enquired and chewed mindlessly on the end of her pencil again.

Blaine thought about how to word his next sentence. He pursed his lips, "His name's Kurt Hummel, he's a friend, who moved to Dalton a few months ago," he shrugged and started sipping at the coke in front of him.

"And you have a crush on him?" Madison offered and pulled the drink towards her taking a swig. Blaine grinned.

"No. I don't and that really is not the way to treat your customers you know; Making fun of their love life then stealing their drinks…" He scolded and Madison rolled her eyes.

"Blaine. Sweetie. I've known you all my life, do you really think I'm going to give you that much respect?"

Blaine rolled his eyes and shoved her playfully. "Thank you Madison, you always know how to make me feel so much better," He deadpanned and Madison snorted, pushing the drink away quickly. A hand flew over her full mouth and she tried to hold back her hysterics.

She swallowed harshly and burst into fits of laughter at which Blaine beamed.

"Sorry, Blaine, your sarcasm is hilarious sometimes," She told trying to gather herself; she ran a hand through her hair trying to fix it reminding Blaine of Kurt's femininities.

"Um, thanks I guess," He mused.

Madison exhaled and regained self composure, "Anyway, moving on, how are you lately, it's been ages, like since Wes and David decided to sneak me into Harold that one time,"

"Oh yeah!" Blaine recalled the memory and snickered. "And then Austin came in and totally blew his top, that was the best thing I'd ever seen,"

The two friends chuckled at the recollection.

"It was pretty funny," she nodded in agreement and then asked, "What about those lot anyway, they still how I remember them?"

Blaine raised his gaze to the ceiling and hummed. "Mostly, Harry and Noah have changed a little bit, they've calmed down, unlike the rest of us."

"In other words, they've matured?"

"Haha." Blaine deadpanned again and shook his head, lowering it.

"I'm sure they're fine Blaine, It's probably just the school work. I think Natalie's about to explode at Cromley what with being the soloist and all the stacks of homework she gets."

Blaine hummed considering this. Cromley Academy was Dalton's sister school, whose Choir was also performing at the Valentine's Day show on the Dalton grounds, Natalie Smith was singing lead at the performance, Blaine knew that much.

"Yeah, I know, you're probably right but still,"

"But nothing Blaine, if there was something wrong they'd come and talk to you guys, you of all people should know that well enough." Madison reassured him placing a hand on his arm comfortingly. Blaine smiled and thanked her with his eyes.

"So how are my cousins treating you, not too much trouble I hope?"

The warbler snorted. "Nope, they're angels."

"Blaine. Seriously. This is Carter, we're talking about, Cooper I could believe but it's Carter!"

He smirked. "Well, Wes and David seem to have them trained." He told her and she groaned her head falling to the table.

"Those two little misfits!" She grumbled and ran a hand down her face. "Okay, if they do anything to break school property or break someone call me and I'll be right over there!"

Blaine took another sip of his drink as an additional waitress with bright red hair and snake bite piercings approached the table in Gothic platform boots. "Madison, Henry said you need to go take orders again. Break's up." She said un-enthusiastically and glanced over to Blaine. "Hey, you're Blaine right?" Blaine just nodded cautiously.

"I'm Marilyn, you probably don't recognise me, but I go to Cromley with Madison, I've seen your performances and you really have some talent,"

Blaine beamed. "Oh thanks and sorry I don't," He rubbed his neck awkwardly.

"It's cool," She waved it off honestly not seeming to mind, "I'm normally at the back anyway do it's not really a surprise," She turned to Madison. "Come on, It's your shift, I'm going to the cinema with Daisy in half an hour and I need to get going!"

The Cromley student growled. "Tell Henry I'm catching up with a friend, I'll be there in a minute,"

"Madison!"

Madison sighed long suffering. "Sorry Blaine, I've gotta go, see you on the 14th, say hi to the boys for me," And with that she got up and pulled out her notepad.

"So that's one Salad for your date and the usual Chicken melt for you?" She asked her attitude changing from Madison the family friend to Madison the respectful-customer-is-always-right waitress.

Blaine nodded, extremely amused in the sudden change of vibes she was emitting.

Madison began walking off and when Blaine realised what she had said yelled after her, "He's not a date!"

"Whatever you say!" She called in response and Blaine grinned.

Just then Kurt reappeared. "All better?" The shorter asked and he nodded.

"Something I had to attend to,"

"Sure, it's fine," Blaine gave Kurt his famous charming smile and Kurt melted instantly.


"Darcy, what about this one?" Cody offered picking up a top of the rack and holding it out to her. The younger Anderson shrivelled her nose.

"It's okay," She shrugged and ambled over, scrutinizing the material; she checked the price tag and gaped. "Bit expensive though don't you think?"

Cody furrowed her brows and widened her eyes when she saw the price. She whipped it out of Darcy's hands and shoved it back on the rack. "Come on Darcy, looks like there's nothing over here – move!"


The two girls sat with hot chocolates and bags of stuff they'd bought. Cody sipped through a straw and immediately regretted it when she burnt her mouth. "shit!" She cursed under her breath grabbing some tissues from the tray of food.

Darcy shoved some fries in her mouth and moaned. Cody just blinked slightly bemused.

"There good I'm taking,"

Darcy covered her mouth finishing her mouthful slightly reddening, she nodded. "Sorry I haven't eaten since I got to Ohio – I'm starving!" Another handful.

"You could've said earlier and we would have got food before we went shopping, you numpty!" Cody said scathingly and Darcy burst into fits of laughter.

Cody frowned. "What?"

"Numpty?"

"Oh – that…" Cody went a little red and snatched a chip to nibble on. She smirked and pushed the fry in her mouth so she could fish her phone out of her bag with both hands.

"So – " She began and screwed up a tissue in her fingers trying to remove the grease, "-how come you didn't want to go to Paris, I mean I would've loved to go abroad, why didn't you?"

Darcy sighed and took a small bite of a chip whilst looking deep in thought, "Honestly, It's just not the same – business trip's and family holiday's – They're completely different, Family holidays are meant to be fun, when you spend time together and do stuff with each other and when it's for business, Mum and Dad are always serious and they don't have time for me, I'm just meant to be the perfect daughter I have to make up for the past-" She choked "-But they don't have time for me, They'll have to go on nights out with co-workers and leave me in the hotel – and even if they did take me with them, 'little girls are meant to be seen, not heard,' is my mum's boss' favourite line,"

She laughed slightly but tears had gathered in her eyelids and she let her gaze float out of the window. That's when Cody reached across the table and took Darcy's hand. Darcy perked up at the foreign feeling and looked directly into Cody's eyes. She had a serious and apologetic look on her face. "Darcy look, look at me, I don't know what's happened that you have to make up for but I'll be here for you Darcy, whatever it is, No matter what it is,"

"But it's really bad," She whispered fear tainted her breath, her eyes begging for forgiveness.

Cody smiled sadly. "Darcy, we all do bad things sometime in our lives-" She squeezed the hand in hers "-but there's nothing that singles you out from anyone else in this place right now, even me,"

Darcy was speechless, she couldn't breathe and her lungs wouldn't let her.

And for once she felt like she was forgiven, that all that apologizing made up for something.

She burst into tears right then and there in the middle of the restaurant.


Wes, David and the other Harold's were gathered in the study commons. Noah was staring out the window in thought about one particular female student, Harry was still trying to finish the essay he was trying to write when Darcy showed up, Eli was tapping his pencil nervously on the table and Wes and David were throwing notes across the table to each other, sniggering each time they received one from the other.

Should we ask now? – Wes

David looked up from the paper and nodded. They shared a devious grin and turned to Noah.

"Hey Noah?"

Time for a flashback sequence.

"David, hurry up I think I hear someone!" Wes urged as David wiggled the credit card around in between the door and the doorframe trying to open it.

"Don't rush me!" David scorned and threw a spiteful look towards his best friend. He turned back to the door. Something clicked.

"I'm in!"

"Yes!" They pushed the door open and after checking the coast was clear slid in.

Wes turned into the leader there and then and started directing orders. "Okay David you stand guard while I search the room, he has note on the whole student body, there's gotta be something in here on Noah - or himself perhaps?" He tacked on the end and winked deviously.

"You think Harry's dumb enough to keep his darkest secrets down in a journal or something, he doesn't seem to be that kind of person mate," David chuffed and peered out a crack in the door for unsuspected company, he chuckled to himself. "He's not that thick skulled."

Wes raised a brow whilst lifting up a pillow, "Just watch the door man, keep your comments to yourself,"

David laughed softly staring out into the empty hallway, trying hard not to get caught up in a day dream. "Right, sorry – I'm just saying, Harry's not that kind of person that would –"

"Bingo!"

David's jaw fell in awe and he dropped the door letting it close gently, "No way!"

Wes waved the little black book between his fingers. "Yes way, about two-hundred pages way!"

David scurried over and snatched it out of his hands, flicking through the pages like it was a wad of money and fanning himself with it. He inhaled.

"Okay, dude that's weird now!" Wes smirked and ripped it out of his hands.

He opened at a random page.

"Okay," David instructed, "our keywords: Noah, Loves, Cody,"

Wes raised a brow again.

"Or: I, am, in, love, with, Cody or anything else of that form?"

Wes grinned as he tore through the pages. His expression faltered and his flicking slowed.

"Aw man, there's a lot in here about his mum and stuff, maybe we shouldn't be –"

David stuck his hand in the page. "Hold on, hold on, what's that?"

Wes flipped back to the page he had stopped on, his eyes widened at what he read. "Shi-"

David's jaw dropped in awe.

"How the hell does he know this stuff, where does he even find out about it from?"

"This is gold. This is pure gold!" Wes marvelled at the page written in Harry's scribbled handwriting.

David shook his head and puffed. "You know we're gonna have to interrogate him later, you know that right?" He excitedly asked bouncing on the balls of his feet.

Noah glanced to the rest of them. "Yeah, what's up?"

Wes took it from there. "What do you think of England?"

Eli's ears perked up and Harry told him to calm down with one stern look, even though even Harry himself was a bit tedious to what they meant.

"Wait what? – what do you mean?"

Wes and David smirked at each other before leaning forward and enclosing the blonde between themselves. "You have been right?"

"Uh, Once, I think when I was younger, maybe – I don't know, why?"

"Do you remember anything about that trip?" Wes asked clasping his fingers together and tilting his head. Noah just watched them curiously.

"Um, Mum took me to this museum, I think – Why, how do you even know anything about that, then – I never told anyone?" He demanded again and David jumped to conclusions.

"Why, hiding a secret or something Mr Elmwood?"

"No. Because it was never important, there was never a need to bring it up? How do you guys even-?"

He was cut off by Harry. "Hey does anyone know anything about Chemical reactions from carbon emissions when mixing with oxygen?" The curly haired boy started to panic. He laughed awkwardly but Eli was on the same thought track as Wes and David.

"You've been to England, Noah?"

"Well, yeah Like I said, once but –!"

"Meet anyone special over there by any chance?" Wes bombarded him with questions.

"I don't –"

"Where did you stay?"

"How was the museum?"

"Anyone you particularly remember?"

"Did your mother introduce you to any friends?"

"What was your room number?"

"What's the capital of Finland?"

Wes opened his mouth to speak but then showered David with a quizzical glance. As did the rest of the table.

"Finland?"

David shrugged and made a sulking face. "I couldn't think of anything!"

Wes tilted his head and narrowed his eyes in disbelief. He shook his head.

"Okay. Well I think I'm done here." Noah said rising from his seat and pulling his bag over his shoulder.

"See you guys later!"

He hurried out and Wes swatted David's arm. "Well done!" He groaned furiously.

"What the hell were you guys doing in my room?" Harry demanded a spiteful glare flashing in his eyes.

"We weren't in your room!" Wes and David defended looking particularly insulted.

"Then how the hell did you –" He blanched. "Holy – you didn't see anything else in there did you?"

"No, was there-?" Harry darted from the room and left Wes, David and Eli, who was looking concerned and a little bit depressed.

Wes raised a brow. "Well, he's seemingly suspicious…"

David shrugged. "Probably nothing,"

"You're right because no one in Harold has any secrets at all…"

David rolled his eyes.


When you ask me, who I am:
What is my vision? And do I have a plan?
Where is my strength? Have I nothing to say?
I hear the words in my head, but I push them away.

Cody ran her fingers down the ivory keys as Darcy stood in the middle of the stage looking out into the empty auditorium.

It would have been empty if it wasn't for Harry sat at the very back, biting his fist.

'Cause I stand for the power to change,
I live for the perfect day.
I love till it hurts like crazy,
I hope for a hero to save me.
I stand for the strange and lonely,
I believe there's a better place.
I don't know if the sky is heaven,
But I pray anyway.

Darcy glanced over to Cody who nodded to let her know that it sounded good and she glanced back into the imaginary audience.

Suddenly the whole auditorium was filled with faces staring in awe. The light's beamed down on the younger Anderson and she embraced the heat.

And I don't know
What tomorrow brings
The road less travelled
Will it set us free?
Cause we are taking it slow,
These tiny legacies.
I don't try and change the world;
But what will you make of me?

She was standing in a sequin dress that just rose on her thigh, a black Sequin1920's Gangster Trilby Hat placed at an angle on her head, and this was matched with a set of suede brogues.

I hope for a hero to save me.
I stand for the strange and lonely,
I believe there's a better place.
I don't know if the sky is heaven,
But I pray anyway.

Cody stared down at the heavy keys and smiled, she kept her head down but the essence of what she heard was enough to make her smile.

With the slightest of breezes
We fall just like leaves
As the rain washes us from the ground
We forget who we are
We can't see in the dark
And we quickly get lost in the crowd – oh.

Harry wore a half hearted smile at the innocence.

'Cause I stand for the power to change,
I live for the perfect day.
I love till it hurts like crazy,
I hope for a hero to save me.

It was refreshing.

I live for the perfect day.

Blaine blinked softly and felt a sweltering in his heart as he ran his eyes over the face of the boys yielding pallor. Kurt smiled back at him. "What?"

Blaine shrugged and at that moment couldn't care less about feeling embarrassed or anything.

He just felt nice. "Nothing,"

Kurt giggled a little and his cheek bones went rosy.

I don't know if the sky is heaven,
But I pray anyway.

The audience vanished and Darcy was back in her skinny's and waist coat, over a white t-shirt.

She sighed in content and took a bow to her audience of one.


(the next morning, 10th of February)

Kurt awoke feeling a little bit ambushed. He couldn't seem to work out where he was. He sat up and darted his eyes around the room and realised this is not where he fell asleep the night before.

"Good morning sleepy head!" came two terrifyingly angelical voices from each side of him.

His eyes widened. You have to give the poor boy credit for not looking to either side for a good four seconds.

Wes and David smiled profoundly, looking quite please with themselves. "Well hello there,"

"What am I doing here?" Kurt asked suddenly. "What happened, you didn't drug me did you?"

He groped the side for his phone and when he felt it in the palm of his hand he only managed to dial 911. David slipped the phone out of his hand before he could press call and quickly back spaced the numbers.

Wes tsked. "Of course we didn't drug you Kurt-y!"

"We merely moved you so carefully so that we didn't wake you, which actually went much better than we expected it to."

"We're like ninja's of the night!"

"We didn't even need the rope or anything!"

"We're stealth!"

Time for a flashback sequence.

Wes gripped the boy's legs and David had his arms.

"Okay, on the count of three, lift!" Wes whispered and David nodded in acknowledgement.

"One, two… Three!" They both hauled and Kurt's unconscious body was floating mid-air.

They edged awkwardly around the bed trying not to wake any other dormers e.i Cody.

Then they had the task of navigating through the halls.

"Crap." David breathed and twisted Kurt's form in an awkward way to get him out of the door.

"Sorry Kurt," he whispered apologetically before being shushed by Wes.

Wes held a finger to his lips and threw David and a stern look.

David raised his arms in defence.

And no, Kurt didn't magically float in the air. He dropped and a loud bang echoed throughout the hall.

His head was the first thing to smack the ground and a small half-conscious groan passed his lips.

Wes and David froze. They looked down to Kurt, then up to each other then bolted down the hall. No-one could tell what Kurt might do if he awoke in a cramp hallway with a headache in the middle of the night on his own.

They went back for him eventually, when – of course – they were confident Kurt didn't wake up or wasn't going to wake up anytime soon. Luckily for the wonder boys Kurt Hummel was a heavy sleeper. Kurt rubbed the back of his head subconsciously.

Wes and David shared a smile though both of them knew Kurt could never find out what actually happened that night or they could kiss their sorry lives goodbye.

"Stealth, right, you know what I'm just gonna get my stuff and go…"

He lunged for the bag that had mysteriously been packed for him but Wes stepped in front of it blocking his way.

"No, no Kurt-y you're staying right here,"

Kurt paled at the though. "Sorry what?"

David took this opportunity to intervene. "I'm afraid for you – but not really for us – that you'll be staying here till valentine's day."

"Why? Why –why, why, why, no. no, nononono!"

"Oh yes you will!" Wes beamed cheerfully.

"Darcy's staying in your room because Cody's the only other girl on campus!"

"Who?"

"Blaine's sister."

"Oh yeah." Apart from the quick explanation about her actual being here, Kurt didn't actually know anything about this girl. Let alone her name.

"So until then, you'll be staying here."

"With us!" Wes seemed particularly pleased with himself.

Kurt blinked. "What's the date?"

Wes tilted his head and David answered. "The 10th?"

"Nooooooooooo!"

Wes and David.

Four days. Four days with these singing, dancing warblering terrorist! Kurt dreaded the next 96 hours of hell. He held his hands over his eyes.

He kept on reciting the same line in his head. There's no place like home, There's no place like home, There's no…

"Oh hi Blaine," David greeted the curly-haired warbler with a smile, who was standing in the doorway.

Kurt's head snapped up. "Blaine?"

Blaine entered the room with another apologetic smile, like he was wearing when Cody arrived.

"Hi, I guess you realised…"

"What, that I have to spend four of the hardest days of my life with these two?"

"well… technically you only have to spend the night…"

"I noticed."

Blaine frowned "I was hoping you wouldn't actually mind that much, sorry…"

Kurt sighed and shook his head. He couldn't be angry at those brown puppy-like eyes. "I – I guess, but, If it gets too much -" He jabbed a pointed well shaped nail in Blaine's direction.

"-You can stay here, and I'm having your room!"

"Gladly,"

Kurt pulled back his cover and blinked at the sight of his body. He shot despising daggers at the wonder boys.

"Okay, who dressed me?"

Wes and David blinked innocently.


Authors Note: I don't think this one was as long as the last… but still :) tell me what you think and congrats! You made it to the sixth chapter's second authors note :D Well done! Sorry if it seems like it's not going anywhere… It is… and tell me what you think of my Cromley girls. What to see more? Leave a review! Seriously if you guys don't tell me anything, I'm gonna find it really hard to cater for you guys :( and then you'll stop reading and my Zebra-corn will be sad :( So favourite, review and alert and you can bring a Zebra-corn hope today!