I think I've read so much CrissColfer fanfiction that my Blaine is beginning to sound like my Darren. This is bad.
Sorry for the crazy hiatus. There's basically no excuse except for laziness.


"We're being followed," Blaine said, glancing behind him as the figures shadowing them dived into the bushes.

"Indeed," Kurt didn't bother looking back.

"Why are we being followed?" Blaine asked, blowing on his coffee.

"How am I supposed to know? It's probably Thad stalking you again."

"Hey, I thought we agreed on letting that go."

"Doesn't mean that it wasn't extremely creepy," Kurt held the door open for Blaine and tried to ignore the hair at his nape standing on end, telling him to turn around.

"He didn't mean to be creepy," Blaine defended.

"Well, he was. You are way too casual about having people steal your clothing."

"He gave them back!" Blaine insisted.

"Don't wear them," Kurt warned him as they walked into the common room, "Do not put those clothes back on." Who knows what he did to them.

"Well if you insist-" Blaine waggled his eyebrows

"Blaine!" Kurt elbowed him in the stomach.

There was a pause as they both noticed something wrong.

"… Why is it so quiet?" Blaine said, suddenly serious.

"This is weird" Kurt set down his coffee on a nearby desk.

"There's no one in here." Blaine's eyebrows drew together and he walked towards the oak double doors that lead to the dorms. "Where'd everybody go?"

"… Wait," Kurt froze, head tilted, "do you hear that?"

"Yeah, is that-?"

They both looked around bemusedly as music bleared out of hidden speakers. It sounded like-

"Oh no. Really?" Kurt groaned and dropped his head into his hands, "This has got to be one of the most horrible things that they've ever done."

Blaine laughed and shook his head, "They're utterly ridiculous. I mean, Kiss the Girl?"

"I'm disowning them," Kurt growled, "What exactly are they attempting to imply? And neither of us are girls."

"Oh, but don't even try to act furious. I know you love the Little Mermaid."

Kurt narrowed his eyes at Blaine warningly, "If you start singing along, so help me Gaga."

"Sha-la-la-la-la-la my oh my-"

"Blaine."

"Come on," Blaine resorted to pouting, "We should dance."

Kurt was certain that if he attempted to dance to Kiss the Girl with this absurdly oblivious boy, he would spontaneously combust.

"Please?" Blaine stopped in front of Kurt and held out his hands.

"I'm going to regret this."

"Is that a yes?"

"Don't sound so smug, Blaine Warbler."

"You know," Blaine said, pulling Kurt into a silly little twirl, "I sometimes wonder if you even remember my real last name."

"Yes well," Kurt spun Blaine around and snorted, "Blaine Warbler fits you better anyway."

"Gee, thanks."

"I try."

Kurt and Blaine both tried to spin each other at the same time, and ended up maneuvering themselves into a tangle of arms.

"Um," Kurt whispered. His face was quite possibly less than two inches away from Blaine's, "Hi."

Blaine blinked, leaning forward slightly, then narrowed his eyes at something on the wall behind Kurt and stepped away.

"I hate our friends," he sighed.

"Wait, what?" Kurt wondered how they'd gotten from two inches apart to two feet so fast. Where was a rewind button when you needed one?

"There's a camera," Blaine explained.

"A full-on setup," Kurt realised, "Your friends suck."

"They're your friends too," Blaine said indignantly.

"Only when they help make me brownies and mixed CDs. Rest of the time? They're all yours."

"Such fantastic support."

"Glad I could help."

Kurt slumped slightly, realising the moment was gone. "Let's get out of here so I can bitch at them for this."

Blaine looked dubiously at both of the exits from the room, "I don't think it'll be that easy."

"What do you mean?"

"Try the doors," Blaine said simply.

Kurt looked at him strangely and went to open the double doors leading to the dorms.

Nothing happened.

"They did not," he growled, stalking over to the doors they had just come in from.

Blaine sincerely pitied the boys for what Kurt would do to them when he and Blaine escaped.

The other exit was locked too.

Kurt was fuming. "I am going to kill them."


"What are you guys doing?" Reed asked, stepping carefully into the Twins' room. The twins, Shane, Wes and David, Rachel, Santana, and Mercedes all turned to him, looking extremely entertained.

If he is surprised by the presence of three girls in a boys-only dorm room, he does not show it.

The room's décor had a tendency to change according to the Twins' mood/ activities and Reed was slightly worried to see the room decorated at a cross between a spy movie and The Matrix.

"Meddling," Shane answers from where he is sprawled on one of their beds.

Reed smiles at the sight before he can stop himself. Focus, Reed reminds himself.

"This wouldn't happen to have anything to do with why no one's being allowed into the common room, would it?"

"Maybe," Evan answers turning to grin at him, "But you really must see this."

Reed follows Evan's gaze to a plasma screen.

"We hooked it up to some security cameras in the common room," Ethan informs him.

Onscreen Kurt and Blaine are dancing to music that Reed can't hear.

"Unfortunately," Evan adds, "There are no mics with the cameras."

They all watch as Blaine notices one of the cameras and Kurt tries the doors to get out.

"Whose idea was this?"

"Mine!" David said excitedly.

"And…?" he turned to the girls.

Santana tilted her head at him and raised an eyebrow, daring him to protest to their presence. Reed shrugged and collapsed onto the bed next to Shane.

"Alright," Wes said turning back to the plasma screen, "Let's see if this works out for us."


"They're not going to let us out," Blaine says as Kurt continues to pace, "Until we give them what they want."

"This feels like a very bad spy movie. Or one of those cop dramas on USA."

"…"

"…"

"David," they say in unison.

"I should have known," Blaine said, "By the look on his face whenever I caught him whispering with the Tweedles."

Kurt's face burned as he realised what they must want he and Blaine to do, judging from their constant complaining about UST.

"We could fake it," Blaine said smirking, mistaking Kurt's giddy-nervous expression for hesitance.

Kurt tried to remind himself that he was okay with friendship right now. "That's a good idea."

Blaine leaned forward slightly and cupped his face, "Hold still."

Forget what he said before. Friendship sucks.


"They're… They're kissing- look David our plan worked and they're going to resolve their sexual tension!"

"This is quite possibly one of the proudest days of my life, Wes" David wiped a imaginary tear, "We didn't even need to go on to the rest of the plan."

"Which is a shame. It was a good plan."

"Finally!" Shane said, "If I had to hear Blaine whine about-"

"Let me guess," Wes said.

"His eyes," David said.

"His voice, Wes continued.

"His wit-"

" Charm-"

"Oh you think you have it bad?" Mercedes snorted, "Imagine hearing 'couragecouragecourage' all the time."

"Kurt made it his mantra," Rachel said.

"Courage? Wanky," Santana inspected her nails.

"Anyway, at least my boy's happy. Let's go girls. Kurt's going to call us and tell us all about this soon and I don't want to have to explain why we're here when he does." Mercedes waved and left.

"Bye!" Rachel waved, following her out.

Santana tossed her hair and smiled predatorily at the Tweedles, "If you ever get lonely, just ask Kurt for my number, yeah?" And disappeared.

The Tweedles shrugged and turned back to the onscreen make-out session.

"Well, I guess we can unlock the doors now." Ethan said and Evan pulled out a complicated looking remote.


"Aha," Blaine said, pulling his face away from Kurt's, "Did you hear that click?" Blaine's breathing returned to normal.

"Sounds like freedom," Kurt said, trying to squash down the urge to pull Blaine back in for real.

Blaine jogged to the doors leading to the dorm and held it out for Kurt, "After you, Mr. Hummel."

"Why thank you, Mr. Anderson," Kurt said, "Now if you'll excuse me, I have boys to murder."


This was meant to go up long before my birthday- which was yesterday- but that didn't happen due to writer's block. I'm fighting it, though! I've started chapter 8 while I'm on this rush.

I have a friend visiting though, so I may not get to update as soon as I reallyreally want to.

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