"Darren? Is that you?" Grant Gustin stepped into the room, closely flanked by Sebastian. "Chris? Curt? Riker? What are you guys doing here?"

"A question we could ask you," Chris quipped.

"I don't know, man. I was getting a coffee and then suddenly I was next to this kid," Grant explained, motioning to Sebastian, who looked petrified by the doubles. "He introduced himself as Sebastian Smythe, and it freaked me the hell out."

"We were in the recording studio and then this hospital room," Riker said.

"There are two Sebastians," Kurt mumbled, horrified.

"I know, Kurt, it's scary," Blaine whispered.

"Can I just…what the fuck is going on here?" Sebastian asked, his eyes darting back and forth.

"Seb, we're not real people," Nick said. "Let's share the room, you people on one side and us on the other." Chris, Darren, Curt, Riker, and Grant stood on one side, and Kurt, Blaine, Nick, Jeff, and Sebastian on the other.

"Nick, you're saying these people play us on TV?" Sebastian looked utterly confused and scared. Nick nodded and looked at Curt, who seemed to be texting.

"Dude, Curt, this is so not the time to be tweeting. People will think we're crazy!" Riker snapped, snatching the phone from Curt's hand.

"H-how did you all get th-these jobs?" Jeff asked.

"Well, Darren was an internet sensation, and the rest of us were really just newcomers," Grant said. "We all did our share of theater and RIB chose us to be on his new project."

"Who's RIB?" Sebastian asked.

"Ryan Murphy, Ian Brennan, and Brad Falchuk, our bosses," Darren replied.

"And they created us?" Kurt looked at Chris, who nodded.

"Yeah, casting me created you; it changed his mind from an Indian boy named Rajesh," Chris said. "He said Kurt Hummel; the name comes from Kurt from The Sound of Music, and those Hummel figurines with the rosy cheeks."

"Do you know if we're going to be okay?" Blaine burst out. Darren sighed and looked down.

"I don't know, guys," he finally said. "But I know that Mr. Schue is going to question his position of Spanish teacher and Ricky Martin comes in."

"Did you say Ricky Martin, as in 'Livin' da Vida Loca' Ricky Martin?" Kurt looked excited. Darren nodded and Kurt clapped his hands in excitement.

"And Kurt, you'll be getting a secret admirer on Valentine's Day," Darren continued. "He'll be in a gorilla suit. I don't know who he is yet."

"I bet you Blaine's in there," Nick muttered.

"Do you guys know how to get back?" Grant asked. "It's not that it hasn't been great to meet our characters, but I have a date tonight with Emma Watson."

"So you're not gay in reality either?" Blaine asked. Grant shook his head with a smile.

"No, I'm straight like Darren; we play gays on TV, but we're really not," he said.

"Aw, man," Sebastian groaned. "I thought my alter guy would be cool." Grant chuckled and slung an arm around Sebastian.

"I know stuff that's gonna happen to you, dude, and I'm sure you won't like it." Sebastian pouted at this. "To be honest, I kinda wanted you to get punched by Kurt after what happened, but Alonso Gomez-Rejon, the episode's director, cut it."

"I got to hit Sebastian?" Kurt asked. "That would've been fun."

"I know, Kurt. I was practicing the punch throughout production," Chris said.

"That's not fun…for me," Sebastian whined.

"Well, you don't deserve to have fun, you jerk. You almost blinded Blaine," Kurt shouted.

"At least he can still see," Sebastian retorted. "Or maybe I should've put something worse in that slushie!"

"You suck, Sebastian, and not just literally," Kurt snapped. The others stifled their snickers at this. "You're a slut and a coward and…and…you don't get to sing as much as Blaine, that's why you're jealous!"

"That's it!" Sebastian grabbed Kurt and pinned him against the wall. Nick and Jeff had to pry Sebastian away from Kurt.

"Wow, these guys fight more than we do," Riker quipped.

"It's actually kinda funny," Curt added as Nick and Jeff succeeded in pulling Sebastian back.

"See! It proves my point! Sebastian's a coward; he could've hit me the second he got me against the wall, but he didn't," Kurt said triumphantly.

"Jeez, Kurt, calm down." Blaine put a hand on Kurt's shoulder and the boy dropped into the nearest chair. Nick and Jeff still held a fuming Sebastian, who was starting to calm down considerably.

"So arguments aside, no one knows how we get home?" Darren asked. The boys shook their heads and he sighed.

"What are we gonna do then?" Riker asked.

"Mr. Anderson?" a voice called from outside. The actors and Sebastian scrambled into the bathroom and shut the door as the nurse walked in. "I talked to Dr. Kruger and he said you are discharged, so you may return home, but a guardian of eighteen and over must come for you."

"I'm eighteen," Kurt spoke up. "I can take Blaine home."

"Okay then. Will you follow me and fill out some paperwork?" the nurse asked. Kurt nodded and followed her. Sebastian and the actors emerged from the bathroom and looked at Blaine.

"So if you're going home," Curt said, "can we like come with you or something? We don't know where else to go."

"Yeah, come on." Blaine smiled and slipped his jacket on over the hospital gown.