"Serena where are you?" Blair Waldorf looked round the room wildly. All she could see were society mothers and scary investment bankers. She stamped her Mary Jane and white tight clad foot in anger before catching sight of two bare feet slipping out of sight under a table.

"Hey B, what's up?" The six year old Serena grinned innocently up at her best friend. Next to the blonde sat a sheepish Nate Archibald.

"Why are you hiding under a table? With no shoes or tights on?" Blair considered the half dressed state of her best friend to be of vital importance right at this second.

"We're hiding. From Klaus."

Blair glanced around her before crawling under the table to join her two best friends. "Eww it's dirty under here."

Serena giggled before putting a finger to her lips. "We only talk in whispers. If Klaus finds us then he'll make me dance with Chuck Bass."

"I don't see the problem with that. Chuck is a good dancer; his nanny makes him take lessons."

"Then you dance with him."

"But he smells funny. He wears cologne and he's only six."

"Hey that's my best friend you're being mean about." Nate interrupted their bickering.

"I thought we were your best friends Natie."

"Yeah it's Serena, Blair and Nate to the very end."

"Is that why you all hide under tables?"

The three friends whipped round in fear, only to relax when they saw the grinning face of Chuck.

"My mom says you're not supposed to sneak up on people." Blair crossed her arms and glared at Chuck. "And go away, if anyone is gonna catch Klaus' attention it's gonna be you."

"Relax; he's too busy propping up the bar to even notice his own wife." Chuck adjusted his scarf around his neck. "At least that's what my dad says."

Blair pulled a face at Chuck. He was the ultimate in stupid boy as far as she was concerned. He always tried to act more grown up than he was.

"You shouldn't listen in to adult conversations, it's rude."

"Did your mommy teach you that too?"

"Shut up Chuck!"

"Can you both shut up?" Serena pleaded, trying to keep the noise down. She peeked out under the table cloth and was happy to see Klaus was talking to Blair's dad at the bar. "So I say we sneak out. There aren't anymore slow songs now if my mom is sat down with Erik."

The other three nodded in agreement and crawled out from under the table. Blair brushed down her pink party dress, making sure the bow was still straight at the back, Chuck and Nate brushed cake crumbs off their knees and Serena slipped her tights and shoes back on.

For as far back as any of them could remember weddings had involved stuffy outfits and parents who drunk too much and did strange dancing with each other. But hiding under the table had been fun and they weren't ready to sit down and let the adults have all the fun yet.

"Let's dance!" Serena grabbed Nate and Blair's hands as one of her favourite songs came on.

"I thought that was why we were hiding?"

"No that was only so we didn't have to slow dance. We can fast dance."

Serena pulled her two friends onto the dance floor. Before they were dragged too far away Blair grabbed onto Chuck's hand, pulling him into the crowds of people already dancing.

Once they reached the middle of the floor Serena grabbed both of Nate's hands and they began to dance strangely.

"What are they doing?" Chuck shouted into Blair's ear.

Blair shrugged, "it looks like it's a cross between a waltz and a tango."

"It looks stupid."

"No, it looks like the perfect Nate and Serena dance." Blair turned to Chuck and held out her hand. "Dance with me."

"Why would I want to dance with a girl?"

"Because that's what people do. That's what boys are meant to do." Blair pleaded with her eyes. "That's what Nate would do."

Dropping his best friend into the conversation worked and Chuck put all his effort into recreating the moves his dance teacher had forced him to learn, a look of deep concentration on his face.

After three songs the friends were tired and had left the dance floor. They sat on a row of chairs, watching as Eleanor Waldorf did the twist with Bart Bass.

"Why has no one had a fight yet?" Serena asked, looking around the room as if she was looking for people arguing. "Someone always fights at weddings."

"Because no one is angry?" Blair suggested, watching her best friend with mild interest.

"But weddings are always more fun on the TV when people fight!" Serena complained, before gasping loudly and turning to Blair with her eyes wide. "I have the best idea ever!"

"Please don't say it." Blair pleaded with her friend, just as Serena announced, "We should have a fight!"

"Too late." Chuck whispered to Blair.

"What about?"

"Anything!" Serena thought for a moment before standing up and turning to face Blair. "You stole my Barbie doll!"

"I didn't!" Blair shouted in alarm.

"Yes you did, and then you cut all her hair off because you said she was a lisban, a lesboy, a…you said she liked girls!"

"Well that's only cos Ken looks like a girl after you put makeup on him!"

Their arguing had attracted the attention of some of the adults. Lily and Harold rushed over and each picked up their offspring.

"Girls I'm going to have to separate you two."

"No it's ok mommy, we won't fight anymore." Serena smiled up at her mother, flashing her most winning smile. Lily raised an eyebrow before nodding and setting Serena down. Harold copied the action, but not before warning Blair not to fight again.

The adults left again, prompting Chuck to announce in a deflated tone, "Well that wasn't very interesting."

"I'm hungry!" Serena announced ten minutes later, sitting up and looking around at the other three friends. "I want a burger."

"S, I don't think your mom put burgers on the menu."

"I know a place round the corner."

"Thanks for the suggestion Chuck, but we can't leave without adult supervision."

"Why do you use such big words Blair?"

"Hey guys stop arguing!" Serena shushed her friends and pointed to where a group of young women sat chatting in the corner of the room. "All we need is one nanny to take us to the burger place."

"I vote Chuck's."

"Me too."

"I vote for Blair's."

"Dorota wouldn't fall for it Bass, yours however would."

"So it's settled, Chuck go ask your nanny if she'll take us to get food."

"What do we do for money?"

"My mom gave me some money before, I don't know why." Serena pulled out a ten dollar bill from her pocket.

Blair nodded in acknowledgment and the three friends made their way over to where Chuck had pulled his nanny off her feet and was now dragging her out of the ballroom doors.

"Mr Chuck I don't think your daddy will be best pleased!" She attempted to stop him, only causing him to pull harder.

"I don't think my daddy will be pleased if you refuse to give me what I want either."

The nanny gave up, allowing the children to shepherd her out the door and to the burger joint, which was thankfully only half a block down the street.

"Order us four kid's meals." Chuck demanded. "Blair wants chocolate milk, Nate and Serena will be happy with whatever."

"Why do you specify what Blair wants?" Serena asked as she sat down opposite Chuck.

"Because I know she'll kick up the most fuss if I don't get her what she wants."

Nate nodded in agreement, before catching sight of the glare the little brunette was sending him. Serena giggled at her best friend, before sticking out her tongue and crossing her eyes. Blair mimicked her, trying not to laugh at the boys horrified expressions.

The nanny placed the tray down on the table, pulling her hands back quickly as four greedy children dove into the pile of food. Chuck began stuffing his face with chips, gulping down his orange juice to wash it all down. Serena and Nate also attacked their food, leaving Blair to stare at them in horror as she picked at her burger and sipped on her chocolate milk.

Two weeks later, at another society wedding, the four friends did exactly what they did at Lily Van Der Woodsen's wedding. Soon after it became a habit.