Author' Note: A wild update appears!

Sorry for taking so long to update this but life and sixth form induction days got in the way!

I would like to, once again, thank all the amazing people who favourited and alerted this story and offer a huge virtual hug to those that reviewed. But I'm sending a virtual platter of cookies to digi-smile for being my 20th review :D *does happy 20th review dance*

DISCLAIMER: I own nothing!... wow… that made me sound really poor… maybe I should just go live under a bridge or something…


"This is crazy!" Kurt hissed angrily to Wes and David, who were looking at him with expressions of pure terror – the only time they'd ever seen Kurt this angry was when he'd accidentally fallen asleep without completing his moisturising routine.

"Seriously," Kurt continued in an undertone "I think you're both making a huge mistake."

The auditions had finally come to an end and the council were sat in a back room, separated from the Warbler's practice space. It was where the council always came to make important decisions and right now they were deciding who should be placed on the shortlist of potential Warblers.

"I still don't understand your problem with Sebastian!" Wes exclaimed "his tone is great!"

"I know he looks a bit like a meerkat but here at Dalton we promote equal rights for both humans and meerkats," David interjected in an attempt to calm Kurt down. It didn't seem to work, however, as Kurt was now narrowing his eyes and sending his infamous glare in David's direction. David began to quiver.

"Well technically that's not true. You weren't too keen on promoting meerkat rights when Thad brought his pet meerkat to school last year," Wes pointed out, causing David to break his eye contact with Kurt and turn to Wes defensively.

"It bit me!" David protested "and then it chased me up a tree!"

"Even so, threatening disembowelment was a bit harsh," Wes countered.

"It was a very tall tree!..."

"Enough!" Kurt interrupted forcefully "let's get back to work. I still can't understand why you two want to put Sebastian on the shortlist!"

"But Kurt, why don't you want him on?" David asked, cocking his head to one side in thought.

"Because… because…" Kurt cast around his mind for an answer that would sound convincing. As much as he wanted to be truthful with Wes and David he didn't think they'd accept 'because he was looking at Blaine and being flirty and he can't do that because Blaine is mine-y, mine, MINE' as a good reason for jeopardising their chances at sectionals.

"Fine!" Kurt sighed, exasperated, "put him on the shortlist but I still think you're making a huge mistake."

"Drama queen," Wes mumbled, only to immediately regret it as he saw Kurt's pen flying sharply through the air set on a perfect collision course for his face.

Rollerball nibs were vicious.

And painful.


Kurt jittered nervously in his seat as he sat before the Warblers and students who had auditioned earlier that afternoon. He couldn't help but notice that Sebastian was sat very close to Blaine on the sofa. Very close. In attempt to calm himself Kurt opted to look elsewhere.

He spotted the Nervous Screamer relaxing in the corner of the room. He looked hopeful and also quite confident, considering how badly his audition had gone. But, then again, maybe running out of the room wailing as if his pants were on fire had been his intention all along. It certainly had been entertaining, at least.

As it was Kurt was now wishing for an excuse for himself to run screaming out of the room.

Wes and David had already read out the short list to the Warblers, whilst Kurt had opted to stay in the back room and organise the meeting's minutes. Truthfully he hadn't wanted to wait around to see if Blaine voted for Sebastian or not; he didn't want to think that Blaine could possibly like the guy, although judging by how close they were sitting on the sofa Blaine obviously didn't seem to mind his presence.

Luckily Kurt had arrived back just in time to hear the name of the 5 new Warbler recruits being announced to the group and auditionees.

David stood up and cleared his throat (Wes was too bus nursing his pen wound from before to make any official announcement) and began "we at the Dalton Academy Warblers are pleased to welcome the following people into our esteemed group…" David left a brief pause for dramatic effect, during which Kurt silently prayed to God, Vishnu and Thor that Sebastian hadn't gotten in.

"Welcome to… Thomas King, Daniel Brookes, Lucas Walker, Charlie Howell and… Sebastian Smythe."

Kurt's stomach fell when he heard the final name read out; he just hoped his internal disappointment didn't show too much on his face.

He was pulled out of his thoughts, however, by the Nervous Screamer. He had apparently decided that, having not got into the Warblers, now would be a good time to run out of the room screaming and cursing the council's families and farmhouse livestock.

An awkward silence fell over the practice room, during which Wes leaned over to David and whispered "but I don't even own a fluffy bellied Ram."

"And what's a clipped ear ox? He can he curse it if I don't know what it is?" David muttered back frantically.

"Believe it or not I'm pretty sure Nervous Screamer was making empty threats. As magical as his screaming is I'm sure he doesn't possess the magic powers to curse your non-existent livestock. So you might want to worry less about him and more about dealing with the Warblers," Kurt reminded Wes and David quietly.

They then turned to look at the rest of the Warblers, only to see them staring back expectantly.

"So!" David announced brightly "if those of you who were unfortunately not accepted could step outside without cursing any farmyard animals that would be great. Hopefully we'll see you next year!"

After the final disappointed student had trailed out of the room (without placing a curse on anyone's lesser snouted pig) David turned back to the remaining Warblers.

"I want to welcome our new members!" he said, and was met by a handful of cheers and a round of applause "we only have a few minutes of practice time remaining so feel free to chat amongst yourselves and get to know our new members better. We are a team, after all!"

As the new recruits began to spread and mingle throughout the room Wes took the time to turn to Kurt and quietly say "see, Sebastian can't have been that bad – he won by a landslide of votes."

However Kurt remained silent and instead glared at a point in the distance, just over Wes's shoulder. Whilst Wes appreciated Kurt was annoyed he still wanted to make his point so he continued "what was your problem with Sebastian anyway?"

Wes realised he'd probably gone too far when Kurt continued to ignore him and glare over his left shoulder.

Although Wes couldn't fathom why Kurt suddenly whispered "get the hand off the arm you dirty, meerkat faced… DON'T lean in… no stroking! No stroking!"

This was when Wes started to seriously fear for Kurt's mental health. And when Wesley Montgomery, insane genius extraordinaire, starts to question your sanity something is bound to be up.

Wes finally understood Kurt's lapse into the land of fairies and sinister voices, however, when he turned to look over his shoulder and see what Kurt had been glaring at.

There it was.

His eyes instantly zeroed in on the sight that had been bugging Kurt so much.

A point that had been just over his left shoulder.

On the sofa in the middle of the room Sebastian was talking to Blaine.

This wouldn't have been a problem if it weren't for the fact that Sebastian was leant heavily into Blaine and his hand was slowly stroking up and down the shorter boy's arm. It was actually making Blaine look a bit uncomfortable.

But not uncomfortable enough.

Wes finally dragged his eyes away from the offending scene to see David sitting next to him, wearing a grimace on his face that let Wes know he had witnessed Sebastian's shameless flirting too.

Wes and David shared glances of despair for a moment before David whispered "what monstrosity have we created?"

Wes narrowed his eyes and replied forcefully "I don't know David – but it's our job to kill it."


Author's Note: Okay, so I did genuinely intend for there to be Wescapades galore in this chapter, but then Kurt and Wevid came along and decided they'd take so long making a decision that the Wescapades would have to happen next time.

But I can assure you that they will happen.

And they will be awesome.

And hopefully not too mentally scarring…