I am so sorry you all...I wanted to update twice last week but this chapter just would not happen. At all. So here it is and I hope you like it!
"Sit down." Kurt advised as Matt started pacing the hallway directly outside the Warblers' practice room. "They will likely take forever to debate each and every point of all three songs. We might as well be comfortable."
"Somehow I find it hard to believe those shoes are comfortable" Matt pointed out, raising his eyebrow at decidedly impractical brown suede boots Kurt current had on. He was pretty sure the day Kurt read there was no actual dress code regulations regarding footwear was one of the happiest days of his friend's life. Kurt was fast on his way as becoming known to the other students at Dalton as "the dude with the shoes". "Come on you can be honest with me. Those things kill your feet at the end of the night right?"
"A properly fitted and designed shoe will do no such thing." Kurt assured him coolly. "Which you will see when I get you out of those atrocious sneakers and into proper shoes."
"Yeah that's not happening. The day I give you access to my closet is the day I make out with Puck."
"Your lack of fashion knowledge is a crime I cannot let stand." Kurt shook his head as Matt finally sat down on the bench next to him. Kurt had probably been right after all. The look on Wes's face after they finished with their "set list audition" or whatever the hell it was they did clearly indicated the Council was going to have a lot to say about what they put together.
"You're still not getting near my closet. I'll just be the odd man out, so to speak, when it comes to style." Matt shrugged his shoulders.
"Your jokes are as terrible as your shoes."
Matt just smiled and shook his head. This has all the beginnings of a long running argument that would never really be over between them. "So what do you think they are actually talking about? Because I think we can agree it's not that we have terrible taste in music."
"I'm sure they are marveling at our vastly superior taste and set list planning skills. Not to mention our clearly better choreography."
It had been rather amusing to see the clear divide that spread across the room as Matt and Kurt had demonstrated just a few of less complicated steps they had in mind. With a nod to the usual Warbler performance, they had started with their own version of stand and sway. As the tempo of the songs progressed, it seemed only normal the steps improve with them. Judging from the looks the non-Council members had given them; roughly half of the room looked excited about the idea and the other half looked petrified of tripping over their own feet. But if this worked, Matt was going to make it his mission in life to keep the feared tripping from happening. He had been able to prevent Finn from doing exactly that at least once a performance back at McKinley; surely he could do it again.
"I still say we should have busted out Single Ladies. Just to loosen them all up."
"You completely miss the point of new schools don't you?" Kurt asked, giving Matt the same look he used to give Puck while explaining the concept of respecting women. "We are given the rare chance to reinvent ourselves with no outdated baggage from our past to haunt us like trying to make bellbottoms work unironically."
"In other words, it completely ruins your plan to make Blaine fall madly in love with you right?"
"Shut up." Kurt grumbled as he dug his elbow into Matt's side. "I do not have such a plan."
"Well not in the sense of your usual plans." Matt admitted, rubbing his side lightly. That had hurt. "You know since those never work and all. But you so wouldn't be opposed to such a thing happening."
"I can't wait till you develop a crush on someone." Kurt narrowed his eyes before sitting up straighter than normal. "Or better yet, maybe I'll invite Jordan to come and visit you. That would certainly fall under the category of fun for me."
"See that? That is why you suck at plans. When you come up with a genuinely good idea like that? You don't tell people. Cause see now? Now I can prepare and figure out ways to stop you and thereby ensuring your plans ultimate defeat."
"Thereby ensuring?" Kurt blinked. "I didn't realize jocks like you knew such words."
Matt smiled. "Well that's cause I'm a mold busting jock. I sing. I dance. I play football. I know my SAT words."
"You like guys."
"That too."
The creek of the door caused them both to stand up as Blaine exited the room. Normally they would have been able to tell if the news was good or bad just by looking at Blaine's face. But Blaine wore the same smile he greeted everyone with. Matt was all for being friendly and a good guy, but right it was kind of annoying.
"Well you two certainly put on a performance." Blaine began motioning them to walk with him down the hallway away from the door. Kurt and Matt shot each other puzzled looks at the request before complying with it. This seemed like a bad sign.
"It would have been better if we were able to demonstrate it everyone for the full effect." Kurt automatically defended.
"You demonstrated it fine." Blaine assured them. "Believe me everyone in that room saw exactly what your ideas were."
"And they hated them right?" Kurt guessed. "Once again, I was trying too hard and I brought Matt down with me. I am so sorry Matt."
"Hey it was my idea too." Matt shrugged. "If the Council didn't like it…"
"Wait what are you talking about? The Council loved your idea." Blaine interrupted. "They're only mad at themselves for not thinking it up first."
"They loved it?" Kurt repeated, his hand reaching out to grab Blaine by the arm. "Are you kidding me? Even Wes?"
"Wes is only scared because he doesn't just have two left feet, he has three." Blaine turned to Matt. "So I'm afraid you have your work cut out for you Astaire."
"He can't be any worse than Finn and Puck." Matt pointed out. "So they liked it? They want to do it for a set list?"
"A set list? If it works out as well as the way you two described it? They want to do it for Regionals. So congratulations on being the first Warblers ever to get a Council designed routine thrown out. And right before a major competition no less."
"I guess it just took a completely fabulous idea to make them realize the error of their way." Kurt laughed. Matt was stopped by the thought that this was the happiest he had seen Kurt in a long time. At least since Sectionals last year, Matt reasoned. Happiness was a good look on his friend.
"And it just took a few outsiders refusing to fit in to make them do it." Matt chimed in. "But before we celebrate, I think we better get started if Wes is as bad as you claim Blaine."
"He's worse." Blaine promised. "I was being kind. But I agree. Practice now. Celebration later. White Collar marathon tonight? Our room?"
"Now that sounds like a good plan."Matt smiled, winking at Kurt. "Something you wouldn't know about."
"I'm sorry. I stopped listening to you when the possibility of Matt Bomer was dangled in front of me."
"Come on you two." Blaine laughed, shoving them both back towards the practice room. "The rest of the group demands their conquering heroes."
"Well by all means, let's not disappoint our audience."