A/N: I LIVE! Because I'm a meanie, and because I want to update sooner, I'm going to split this once more. THAT and the fact that it'd be close to 7 k or so if I didn't do that… So here's part 2 of the hopefully 3 part installment that is Wes' birthday party and the surrounding insanity! Thanks for being patient! THEN I'll work on getting our dear Kurtie to Dalton...I think! You'll see more angst then plus definitely insanity. I need to learn to stop making plans and just let the Warblers do what they want to do. It goes much better when I surrender myself to them. Thanks for sticking with it!


A little while later, when the party was in full swing, the core of the Warblers began to make themselves apparent. Jeff and Nick, whom he'd met earlier at separate points, were apparently part of the core group that Blaine hung out with. They were also dating. "You're kidding me. There are MORE gay guys here?"

He laughed. "Yes Kurt, there are more gay guys here. There are more than me and Jeff and Nick even. But they are the most prominent from who I know."

"I know you guys said it wasn't a gay school but seriously?" Kurt asked, shocked.

Blaine could understand his surprise to an extent. It was Ohio after all. It wasn't exactly known for its openness. It was known for the Buckeyes in his mind. That's what he thought of when he thought of Ohio. He put a hand on Kurt's arm in reassurance. "It's not. We're just a small portion of the school honestly. There are some people here who aren't accepting, as in any school, but they can't act upon it due to the Zero Tolerance policy. At least, they can't get caught. Like I said Kurt, we're not perfect but the Warblers are a generally accepting bunch."

Blaine had just finished explaining Dalton in a nutshell, or at least the basics of bullying there, when Thad came over to introduce himself. "Kurt I presume. Thad Harwood. Pleasure to meet you."

Flustered at the random introduction, especially after such a serious discussion, Kurt accepted Thad's proffered hand and shook it. "I'm meeting so many people. I apologize if I'm a bit speechless."

Thad nodded at that and looked at Blaine. "You shouldn't have waited till now to bring him over. That way he'd know more of us and wouldn't be so confused." The councilman scolded his lead singer.

"Hey! He's busy you know. And he lives in Lima." The soloist objected.

"But HE has a car and YOU don't. Or rather HE can DRIVE and YOU can't." The upperclassman pointed out.

Blaine pouted. "That's out of my control Thad and you know it! You coulda said no!"

Nick rolled his eyes at his friends and walked over. "Not to ruin this lovely argument but Jeff is over there waiting. He wants to play singstar and he says that he wants to play pass the mic or just have a line of challengers to compete against when 'he wins'. " The boy said in a monotone voice, mocking his boyfriend.

"O I'll show him who's going to win…"Thad muttered and walked over to where the Aussie was standing with the mics, grinning at his senior.

"Bring it." Jeff said, offering the mic to Thad, issuing a challenge.

"Oh it has already been broughten." Thad replied, grabbing the other mic and beginning the challenge.

Kurt started at the Warblers as a round of SingStar began. "Did they just quote 'Not Another Teen Movie'?'

"Why yes, yes they did." Trent said, walking over laughing. "Though I'm not surprised about David. Thad? He constantly surprises me…" The younger boy said, chuckling and walking over to get a front row seat to the madness. Kurt just stared. These boys were definitely different than he'd imagined!


Singstar long forgotten, the boys moved onto Rockband shortly thereafter. Then there was some sort of dancing game that they were all HORRID at…He certainly hoped they weren't trying…But with all the game hopping, it seemed like they all had the attention spam of 2 year olds...

Kurt frowned, frustrated at the boys behaviors though. They had been at this for just a little while…this was ridiculous. The night was young but they were all acting ridiculous! David assured me he wasn't giving me alcohol but clearly the rest of them have been drinking. Why does alcohol turn everyone into idiots? He looked over at Wes, who was not currently involved in any of the activities, was standing around with a distinct twinkle in his eyes. Kurt didn't know if it was because it was his birthday or something else…he was willing to wager it was something else. He was clearly enjoying everyone's odd behavior with a smirk and the debates about what to do next. Kurt turned to him. "They're ridiculous. I'm surprised you haven't put a stop to it. If it were my party I would. I mean really…" It wasn't as though Kurt didn't drink, but he didn't want to drink around an unfamiliar group of people. He had just met all of them…and besides, he was driving home the next day!

Wes chuckled. "Actually Kurt, they just turned themselves into idiots. No alcohol needed. I swapped it out last minute because I wanted something for my birthday from them, but I know they think they're doing well. They didn't listen because they think I need to loosen up, so I swapped it. Everyone's completely sober. So they've only got themselves to blame. Should you tell them or should I?" He beamed. Clearly he knew this would happen from the get go and he was amused at the insanity. Kurt wondered if he had planned this all along…Blaine HAD said Wes was an excellent planner…was that an understatement?

O god, Kurt thought. This man was a sadist..."I'll leave that to you." He replied diplomatically rather than insult the birthday boy.

The Asian nodded, taking control of his party and walking to the front of the room. "Everybody. Thank you for coming to my surprise party. And in the spirit of things, considering I knew you'd try something, I requested no alcohol be present. I'd like not to take you all to the ER for one night and Damnit I deserve to be off duty on my birthday." There was laughter at his announcement. Snorts when he'd said he requested no alcohol. Like they'd listen to that…The general consensus was that Wes needed to lighten up.

"Clearly you all decided that I needed to loosen up as you spiked the drinks – punch, soda and all. Even water." Kurt would've spit out his drink at that had Wes not told him sooner, but there was more laughter at this. Clearly no one was surprised.

"I'd like you all to know that, once again. I'm a step ahead of you and I switched everything AFTER you spiked it. So you're all sober. Congratulations, you don't need alcohol to be idiots. I thought this had been proven before but clearly you needed another chance to show the world. So thank you all for being complete idiots without the aid of alcohol. It's been a very entertaining present. Bravo." He applauded them before moving away from the center, leaving them all to think about their actions. Some of them were clearly surprised, some completely embarrassed at their actions. Others simply shrugged and continued on; not at all surprised Wes was an evil mastermind. The general population was impressed though. This was something only Wes could pull off.

Kurt stared at the senior in front of him. How did he know? How did he plan? Of course it wasn't hard to assume that a bunch of teenage boys would spike the drinks, but to replace it all…that was spiked? THAT took talent….How was he sure? Did he really know he'd gotten it all? He was baffled and this was just the first time he'd had more than a brief conversation with the boy! Blaine said all sorts of things about Wes being the oldest, in more ways than one, and taking care of everyone. While he applauded the ability to do this, and keep everyone sober, he was still rather surprised.

Blaine came over, grinning, tapping Kurt on the shoulder, and waving a hand in front of his face. "Hey. You alright there? You zoned out."

The brunette looked at the handsome boy next to him. "Sorry. I was just thinking how you said Wes was this caring, brotherly figure and here he sounded like an evil genius…"

That didn't help matters as it made Blaine laugh. "Yea…that would be another side to Wes. I mean he's brilliant, really. He's super helpful and he does take care of us. But he probably just wanted the night off. I mean can you imagine that with a room full of teenage boys AND alcohol, that not a SINGLE one of us would need to be taken care of in any way by the end of the night?" He questioned, looking at Kurt.

Thinking about it, he figured Blaine was right. Considering his friends at McKinley…they'd be lucky to get through a night of drinking without some sort of incident. It was possible…but it depended on the circumstances. If Puck was in charge of the alcohol…they'd all be in need of help. "I suppose. But still…how did he manage that?"

"He's Wes." Blaine repeated as the explanation. "And I know it sounds super corny or ridiculous but as you get to know him you'll find out that's really the only answer there is."

"As I get to know him?" He questioned, raising an eyebrow at the other boy curiously.

"Well yea." The gelled one said, as though it were completely obvious. "Wes invited you himself. That means something. And we talk. So this definitely won't be the last time you see them. Now relax."

"Speaking of relaxing…" Jeff spoke with a grin, butting in, cueing Flint to start a drumroll going, and winking at David who took his cue and stepped into the other room to change. "Wes we have a gift for you! Stand there and do nothing! This is the event of the evening! "

"Birthday boy! Come and put on your lab coat!" Thad said, holding out a white coat, not giving Wes an option. There was an uproar of laughter. "It's your birthday present, from all of us. Don't worry, you've got individual ones too. This was just a bit of a joke from us, call it early but we don't care. You're going to make a fabulous doctor someday so we thought you should have your very own lab coat now!" He announced.

Wes couldn't decide whether to laugh or cry at the declaration from his friends, perhaps both. But he laughed and smiled, trying not to get teary with his boys. It was a sweet gesture even if rooted in crazy as well. He had mentioned wanting to be a doctor on more than one occasion. He was also the one who "Thank you boys. Thank you so much." He replied, letting Thad help him put it on. "Well I certainly take care of you all enough…" He teased, shrugging it on then as they all laughed, but really, it was true.

Kurt smiled. It seemed awfully sweet but Blaine shook his head. "The funny thing is that he's understating if anything. Wes is kind of the father of our crazy bunch. Probably more like older brother I guess. It'd be kind of weird the way we are with Wes if he was our dad…" The lead singer mused as Kurt nudged him. "Sorry, right. But it's awesome. Wes wants to be a doctor, we think or he thinks, but either way he's always counseling us, taking care of us one way or another. Quite frankly I don't even want to THINK about what will happen next year without him. I'll cry. He's an integral part of the Warblers. He just is." Blaine explained, looking at the boy beside him.

After putting Wes in the coat they all toasted him. The toasts were short and funny mostly, some making Wes cry. They kept it brief because they were planning, YES actually planning, a hopefully surprise, party for his graduation. Or at least, contents surprise. The goings on…they were terrified Wes would find out per usual. They hoped they could manage this at least one time before he graduated…

Shortly thereafter, because they had to ruin the serious moment and bring about the laughs! Thad discretely moved to turn on the music, which turned out to be: "Get The Party Started".

"O god…" Wes said, before anyone said anything else. He had a vague idea of what his boys were doing and he wasn't sure he could keep a straight face during it.

Those in the know smirked and Jeff took this as his cue. "WE NEED TO SEND PINK IN HERE!"

Thankfully, after years of theatre, he'd mastered the quick change so he was ready just in time for Jeff's cue. He burst out, in full P!nk wear, including the hair (clearly a wig). "I'm comin up so you better get this party started!" The boy sang, holding a hairbrush and singing into it. "I'm comin up so you better get this party started!"

Trent laughed at all the commotion. "Hey Blaine! I thought P!nk belonged to you!" He teased the older boy, considering he was known for his P!nk and Katy Perry.

Shrugging, unable to speak at first from the laughter, Blaine took a minute to compose himself enough to speak. "Well...I guess this one time it's ok."

The laughter coming from the boys was immense as David kept singing. Kurt, however, spit out his drink upon seeing this. "Wait, is that the same David who sounded so prim and proper that I met that day?"

Blaine laughed alongside his fellow Warblers, amused at David's costume. It was no surprise to see David doing something ridiculous. Sure he could be quite serious sometimes. He and Wes shared that trait. But all of the boys had a bit of a goofy side, it just took a little coaxing to come out. "O yea. Same David for sure. Definitely."

"But…he sounded …he seemed…" Kurt said, baffled by the cross-dressing boy in front of him.

"Well yea. David is pretty proper to an extent Kurt but so are the rest of us. You'll see. It's not really a simple explanation…But…" Blaine paused, debating if he should explain now or wait. "You'll just see. It's complicated." He said, wishing he could tell him more but knowing that even though his instincts told him it was alright, that he needed to wait. Patience Blaine, Patience…He'd been wrong before…

Kurt was honestly displeased with the answer. Why couldn't he know? It didn't sound that complicated…well ok maybe it was but still. He was complicated too. He was bullied at school. He understood what it was like to need to be yourself. To need a safe place. So why couldn't he be included? This feeling continued as did the song. He just felt a bit left out…why couldn't he know? Didn't he understand? He pouted a bit as the song was finishing up and he saw something he had yet to see. Are they seriously doing that?

Jeff and one of the others came over to Wes with bubble wrap of all things! Blaine, being a Warbler, wasn't at all surprised by this. It was practically tradition. He'd been victim to being wrapped up and thrown down the stairs before. Jeff had been one of the instigators… David had done it. Nick, Thad too! Surprisingly enough Wes never had…probably because he was generally on standby in case it went wrong. But they were pros at it. It hardly ever went wrong.

The diva looked over at the soloist. "Are they really going to wrap him up? And then what? Toss him down the stairs?" He questioned sarcastically.

Blaine nodded. "That's exactly what they're going to do."

"You're kidding?" He exclaimed as the boys finished wrapping Wes from his shoulders down.

"Why would he kid about that?" Nick questioned, walking over. "This is fairly common Kurt. You'll have to understand that despite being 'prep school boys', we do a lot of wild things. When Blaine told you we were like rock stars, he wasn't kidding. We're partially known for our insane behaviors as well."

"Funny thing is they don't know the half of it." Blaine joked, grinning at Kurt.

"But…won't he get HURT? And his head is exposed…shouldn't you at least give him a helmet or something if you're that insistent on doing this? Couldn't he injure himself easily?"

"Trust me." Jeff said, coming over after finishing with Wes, leaving the boy in the care of the others briefly. "If Blainey and Trent haven't gotten hurt then Wes won't. He'll be fine."

"HEY!" The two boys in question replied in unison.

"No, you're wrong Jeff." Nick said, making Blaine and Trent smile. "Blaine's more of a danger to himself than anything external could ever be."

Trent continued to smile and snickered while Blaine pouted. "So mean!"

Kurt looked at Jeff. "Is that true or is he just teasing him?"

Jeff turned to him instead of listening to Blaine and Nick argue like little boys. "No it's quite true." He replied, looking around and deciding it was time. "Alright! Off to the stairs! David, help me carry him." He ordered the proper boy turned music star. He nodded and ran over, picking Wes up with Jeff's help. They each took an end. It wasn't as though the older boy was particularly heavy…but it was moreso that he had muscle…and he would squirm.

Currently the leader was indeed trying to get out of the wrap. "Guys come on! If I'm like this I can't help if someone hurts themselves."

"O relax." Jeff assured him. "I'm trained in first aid, you know that. I can handle anything basic. Beyond basic we shouldn't be dealing with it anyways. Besides, weren't you the one who said it's your birthday so you shouldn't have to?"

Wes groaned. They'd gotten him with his own words.

The trip to the stairs wasn't long in itself, it was more that they had to carry him to the main entrance way rather than just their nearest stairs. It was the only one truly suited for this as they had discovered. "Note to self: Blindfold next time and walk them to the stairs…it's easier." The blonde mumbled as they made their way to the main area where many of the Warblers had run ahead.

"I heard that!" The Asian replied, ready to just get this over with. It wasn't fun being on the other side. He'd had fun watching others go down, albeit nervously, but being the one trapped in this? Helpless essentially? Unable to get out? He didn't like it. He liked to be in control. He tried to calm himself reminding himself that it was his birthday and it was just a prank. Soon enough it would be over.

Thankfully, in Wes' mind, they finally reached the stairs and set him down. "Alright! Are you ready Wesley Montgomery?" David teased, taking on the role of emcee with his hairbrush.

"As ready as I'll ever be…" He replied, putting on a façade. Most of the boys laughed at this but Kurt was still worried. He didn't know the boys well but he still couldn't see how bubble wrapping someone and throwing them down the stairs could possibly be a good idea…

"Are you SURE we should be doing this?" He asked Blaine, who seemed to be the only one besides the birthday boy himself who could POSSIBLY be talked to reasonably.

The curly-haired boy looked at Kurt and he smiled softly. "It's really ok. Wes is a big boy and he's helped us do this before. I'm sure it'll be fine. I can tell you're really worried. But honestly, as much as I see that, there's nothing I can do to stop it at this point. They've already started and their lunatic minds wouldn't see reason if you threw it in their face." He said, looking at them as they gave Wes his starting roll.

At first he was just rolling down the stairs…almost bouncing. To be expected of course, Wes was tiny. But When Wes hit the furniture the boys cringed, though they should have been concerned because of what he hit on it...But it wasn't until he continued moving all the way to the double doors that the boys ran down…