This story is based from a prompt sent in to my by Sahara224. She wanted a first meeting but I've kinda done so many of those so I changed it just a little bit. Please don't hate me ;)

I have gotten quite a few prompts so I'm gonna tell you how it works. I have a list with the prompts and I take the oldest first. After I've written this the list looks like this, prompts from:

1. Vampireharry the second

2. Savannah-ariza

3. Suntan140

4. Felix2010

5. Little-Miss-Laughs-Alot

6. Lissi47

7. micro mini monkey

8. Meee

9. XxX Warbler's Girl XxX

10. xxMECxx

So now you know when you can expect me to write your prompt ;) Unless I get fics into my head from my own prompts :P

"Guys this really isn't necessary", Wes told Klaine, Tike and Thavid as he continued to unpack his stuff in his new apartment in New York.

"But you must have a big party Wes", Kurt objected. "We've even rented a party-space where we can all fit two times over."

"No", Wes said and stepped onto a chair so that he could load a box into the space above his wardrobes, like a secret hideaway.

"But come on", David said and grabbed hold of Wes' legs. "It'll just be us, the Warblers and the New Directions. We want to celebrate your 22nd birthday in a big way since you forbid us from celebrating your 21st and twentieth!"

"But I don't", Wes said and looked down at him. "And let go of my legs before I fall."

Tina looked at the box Wes was holding and read what was written on it. There was written:

"Warblers 2004-2011."

"Wes what's that", she asked and pointed at the box and Wes looked at it.

"Oh nothing much", Wes said and smiled sadly. "Just some memories…"

"Oooh I wanna see!" she hurried up to her older brother and David grinned and gave Wes' legs a little shake… but the result didn't turn out the way he had planned. Wes fell off of the chair and the box landed on the floor and its contents got scattered across the room.

"David", Thad scolded his boyfriend as he started to pick up note books and folders with sheet music. David and Tina helped Wes up, the young man was rubbing his head.

"Ow…" he said.

"Sorry", David apologized grinning goofily. Wes glared at him but then they all started to pick up the stuff that had fallen out. Blaine grabbed a black album and got curious. He opened up the first page and saw a picture there. On it was seven boys in graduation gowns and the boy in the middle was hugging a small Asian boy to him. The page also had pictures of each of the boys hugging the kid. Blaine read at the top of the page where it said:

"Warbler Graduates School-year 04/05."

Blaine turned the page and saw pictures of the boys in those uniforms Wes had walked around in as coach of the Warblers. There was also a picture of the Warblers of that school year and Blaine gasped when he saw the little kid standing by the boys that seemed to make up the Warblers Council. The others turned to him.

"What is it", Tina asked but Blaine didn't answer. He kept staring at the picture and read all the small names underneath it. The Warbler council and the kid were the only ones standing. The other boys sat in diagonal rows beside them, except for a few short boys that sat on chairs in front of the council. The kid was standing on the back on one of those and the Asian in the middle was holding an arm around him to keep him from falling off. It was a tall Asian, maybe around 1.8 meters or something.

"Wes what's this", Blaine asked and turned the book around and pointed at the page. Wes looked up from where he was putting stuff back into that box and he smiled.

"The Warblers", he said.

"No", Blaine said. "I mean yes it is but who's the kid?"

"Really Blaine", Wes asked standing up and giving him a look. "Really?"

The others moved over to the album Blaine was holding and watched. It was Tina who realized it first, at once actually.

"Aw you were so cute as kid Wes!" she said and Blaine blushed when he realized he hadn't recognized his friend.

"Wait a minute", Mike said and took the book from Blaine and looked at the picture and then up at Wes and then the picture again. "It was you!" He then exclaimed.

"It was I what?" Wes asked confused.

"Do you guys remember", Mike asked Kurt and Tina. "We were in Westerville with our school and you two, Matt, Brittany, Santana and I were playing with a ball when this big kid came and took it."

"Yeah", Tina said. "He made Brittany cry and hurt Santana, Matt and you."

"Then that Asian kid came out of nowhere and saved us when he", Kurt began but Wes cut him off with:

"I dodged his attack, performed a judo grip that slammed him to the ground and warned him that I would kick him next time he did something like that again."

They all stared at him but then grinned.

"Wes, a hero even at the size of a church mouse", David teased.

"Oh shut up", Wes said and walked over to them, took the album and looked at the picture with a somewhat sad smile on his face. He turned the pages over and the others crowded around him to get a look. Every page was filled with pictures of Warblers and him throughout the years.

"I recognize some of those guys", David said and pointed at a picture marked:

"Warbler Graduates School-year 06/07."

"Those guys were seniors and juniors when we got into the Warblers", Thad said smiling.

"This is the first picture without black-dressed Warbler seniors", Kurt pointed out as they watched a picture from Wes' sophomore year. They watched the pictures and then went back to the beginning because not all of them had seen those pictures.

"Whoa!" Mike exclaimed. "That guy must be taller than Finn!"

"Mark Connors", Wes said with a fond smile. "Papa, loveable giant, softy, juvenile delinquent, best hugger ever, overprotective and bass in the Warblers. You met him Kurt, remember?"

"Yeah at the midsummer dinner", Kurt said. "He is taller than Finn. Speaking of it, we met a lot of these guys there right? We didn't talk to everyone."

"Yeah", Wes said with a small smile.
"Why do you call him Papa", Tina asked curiously.

"We all did", Wes explained. "He was like our Warbler Papa and Jerry Jonston", he pointed at the tall Asian "was our Mama. They hated to be called that but they were our Mama and Papa."

"Oh yeah that suits him", Mike said and the three Asians shared a snigger. The other boys looked at them oddly.

"Uh inside joke", Mike asked and Tina and Wes laughed again. Then Wes looked at Jerry's face on the picture.

"Jerry always watched out for me", he said and smiled softly and it was a bit sad. He still missed Jerry something terrible. They all noticed the sad smile on Wes' face.

"When did you last meet them", Tina asked.

"I met Mark last time midsummer school year 10/11… Jerry… not in quite some time. We email each other frequently." Wes' phone rang. "Shoot… I'll be right back." He went through to the other room and when he was gone Thad turned to the others grinning.

"I know what to do for Wes' birthday", he said and they all looked at him in confusion.

Wes was sitting alone in his apartment, it was his birthday today and his parents, sister and friends had called him congratulating him. He was happy that he'd talked his friends out of having a party for him. He was right now looking through those folders and albums that Blaine had found when he moved in. He smiled at each face meeting him, Warblers of the past. These books stopped when Wes was a freshman. He hadn't had time to continue them from then on. He sighed.

"Man I miss those guys sometimes", he said and then there was a knock at his door. He got up and opened it and gaped in shock. Behind it stood a tall blonde man with blue eyes and beside him a slight shorter man with brown hair, dark eyes and a big grin on his face.

"Wes!" the brunette said and pulled him into a hug. "My baby!"

"Nate?! Otto?!" Wes exclaimed in shock. "What are you doing here?"

"Kidnapping you oh shoot", Otto said and pulled out a note from his pocket. "I forgot to keep to the script… Um Wes could you close the door and open again when we knock?"

Wes nodded confused and closed the door muttering:

"What are those crazy idiots doing now?"

There was a knock on the door and he opened it.

"Yo new kid", a happy Nathan said. "Principal Carmichael sent me with your…" Nathan trailed off when he saw Wes look at him in confusion and Otto smirked and said:

"Nathan what's taking you so long? Uh hi!"

"Hi", Wes said confused.

"Um… okay uh this was awkward", Nathan said. "Uh we're looking for your brother."

"Don't have one here", Wes said and smiled fondly, he knew what they were doing.

"Uh…" Otto said. "You must have, the principal sent us here with his uniform. He said this was the room of our newest student."

"Oh…"

"Yeah", Nate said. "So where is he?"

"I'm him", Wesley mumbled.

"You?" Otto asked grinning. "How old are you? 9, 10?"

"I'm 22…"

"But… but… but you're too young to be here!" Nathan said.

"I'm not", Wes said laughing. "But I'm here anyway."

"Why", Otto asked. "If you don't mind me asking."

"I graduated from school and attend college here?"

"Sorry… uh… well, here are your uniforms then… you got three of them and training clothes as well."

He handed the brown box to Wes and the younger man took it, and looked down at it with a smile.

"What are you two idiots plotting now", he asked

"In due time Wes", Nathan said. "We must stay to scrip first, right Otto?"

"Right!" Otto said and smiled at Wes. "I'm Otto Johnson I'm a freshman here."

Wes chuckled and put the box down, but remembered what their first meeting had been like so he just looked at the offered hand and then shook it.

"Wesley Cohen", he said smiling.

"What's that", Otto asked.

"Wesley Cohen", Wes said again.

"Wesley?" Nathan asked. "No no that's not good enough for our new friend."

"Friend", Wes asked as he let go of Otto's hand.

"Sure", Nathan said grinning and putting his arm around Wes' shoulders. "Everyone who lives in the Dragon are friends with each other!"

"Dragon?"

"The name of our dorm", Otto explained.

"I thought this was New York."

"It is but it's nickna… stay to the script Wesley!"

"Okay, okay geez."

"Thank you. Now where was I?"

"You were going to say it's nicknamed the Dragon", Otto reminded his best friend and Nathan grinned.

"Right! Thanks mate! It is but it's nicknamed the Dragon" Nathan said happily. "So where you from Wes?"

Wes smiled fondly at them.

"Wes", he asked.

"Your new nickname!" Nathan said beaming and hugging him. "Unless you hate it."

"No I like it."

"Great!"

Otto chuckled and then looked at his watch.

"Hey Wes wanna come with me and Nathan to grab some lunch in the cafeteria", he asked. "I promise no one will be mean to you."

Wes nodded and Nathan ushered him towards the bathroom with one of his "new uniforms". When Wes got out Nathan grinned. Wes was dressed in the black Dalton uniform for seniors.

"Aw look at Mini-Jerry!" Nathan said.

"Still", Wes asked dryly.

"Jerry is our dorm prefect", Otto went on ignoring Wes' not-in-script answer. "He's Asian like you and is the Warblers' chairman as well."

"Warblers?"

"You'll see", Nathan said and took his hand. "Now come on guys I'm hungry!"

Wes chuckled and let them drag him outside of the apartment, he locked the door first though.

"Guys where the hell are you taking me", Wes asked feeling in front of him with his hands. Otto had blindfolded him so he had no idea where he was going. The two other former Warblers were grinning wickedly.

"Oh just somewhere with good food and fun company", Nathan said and caught Wes as the younger nearly fell. "Sorry."

"If you are going to blindfold me at least guide me a bit better will ya", Wes snapped and Otto and Nathan smirked and grabbed hold of his hands.

"Now doesn't this bring back memories", Nathan teased.

"Shut up Nate", Otto said happily and Wes said it in annoyance. They walked for a bit more and Wes heard them open a door, turn on a light switch and the blindfold was pulled off from his eyes. He saw a big dining room and everyone from New Directions and the Warblers from his senior year and from his year as coach. All the Warblers were wearing their school uniforms. They all cheered and grinned and hugs were exchanged. When Wes had hugged and thanked everyone he turned to Thavid, Klaine and Tike glaring slightly.

"I said no party", he growled.

"Don't be such a bore", David teased.

"Yeah", Otto said putting his arm around Wes' shoulders. "You sound like Jerry!"

"Who sounds like me", a voice asked behind them and Wes' eyes went really wide. He slowly turned around and his mouth fell open. He saw the Warblers from his first year, which had meant the most to him, after his little brothers. In the front stood a tall Asian man wearing the same black uniform as Wes, Nathan and Otto. The Asian was smiling brightly and held his arms crossed. He stood between two African-Americans. One was gigantic and the other one was smaller, but not short and he wore glasses.

"Well", the Asian asked and held his arms open. "What are you waiting for Wes?"

Wes rubbed his eyes and then looked at the newly arrived group and then a wide grin spread over his face.

"Jerry!" he shouted and flew into the taller man's arms and they hugged. Jerry was grinning as wide as Wes and nearly fell backwards when Wes flew into his arms. The giant had to steady him but Jerry ignored that. He hadn't met Wes in the flesh for so long. The two had e-mailed and spoken over the phone, but not met in the flesh. Wes was so happy he cried as did Jerry.

"Aw don't cry Mama", teased the African-American with glasses and nudged Jerry.

"Don't call me Mama!" Jerry shouted in mock annoyance but his wide grin ruined the image. Jerry was holding such a tight grip on Wes it nearly hurt, but Wes was holding him with just as much force. Wes chuckled but it came out as a sob.

"Aw don't cry Wes", Jerry said holding him tight, tears going down his cheeks as well.

"I've missed you so much!" Wes sobbed.

"I've missed you too", Jerry sobbed out as well.

"Okay", the giant said. "Enough crying."

He pushed the two Asians apart.

"Yeah I want a hug too!" Nathan said grinning.

Wes laughed and tackled Nathan in a hug, they both fell to the floor. Otto laughed and hoisted Wes up and off of Nathan, who tried to get him back but Otto just pulled Wes into a tight hug, Nathan got up and joined in, as did all the other ex-Warblers. Thad and Kurt high-fived, it had been a brilliant idea. None of them had ever seen Wes this happy.

"My turn", the giant said with his very deep voice and hoisted Wes out of the group and hugged him tight.

"Papa!" Wes said in a teasing tone and threw his arms around the man's neck. Mark was holding him above the floor, he was that strong and that much taller than Wes. Wes was 175 centimeters and Mark 220 centimeters, you do the math. Mark hugged him close.

"How is my little buddy doing?" he asked. "You were fantastic in Godspell."

"Thanks Papa Warbler", Wes said and was put down and then felt someone tap his shoulder. It was the other African-American.

"Aren't you happy to see me Shorty", he asked.

"I'm not that short anymore Flagpole", Wes answered smirking his famous half-smirk. An identical smirk crept onto the other man's face.

"True, but I will continue to call you Shorty."

"You swear", Wes asked crossing his arms.

"I swear."

"What's the capital of Albania?"

"Tirana."

Wes grinned and the two hugged.

"Man I missed you Lucas!" Wes said.

"Missed you too Shorty", Lucas answered.

"You swear?" Wes' tone was teasing.

"I swear."

"What's the capital of Albania?"

"Tirana."

Mark chuckled, patted Wes' shoulder and turned to the other people in the room. The Warblers and ND were looking at Wes and Lucas oddly.

"It's just their thing", he said and shrugged. "We can't explain it."

"You should be able to", Wes said and he and Lucas smirked identically again. "You were there."

"I'm not the smartest", Mark said. "Now little buddy, be kind to introduce all these people."

"Right Papa", Wes said and turned to his other friends. "This will take forever if you don't let me make it fast. Black-dressed Warblers line up please, council at the end and Philip where I can see you."

The men complied and the Warblers and ND followed their example. Wes cracked his knuckles.

"Okay", he said. "ND, Warblers this is former Warblers Nathan, Otto, Julian, Mitch, Eric, Carl, John… did you guys line up in age as well?"

"Jerry's drilled us too hard", Julian said and shrugged.

"Onwards!" Otto called and Wes nodded.

"This", he said. "Is Joseph, William, Roger, Matt, Justin/Justine, Reed, Malcolm and Tom. They were sophomores when I got to Dalton. Then we have juniors: Peter, Michael, Charles, Lucas and Ethan. This is senior members Mark, Scott, Bastian, Brad, Fredric and Richard."

"How don't you mix anyone up", Jerry asked with a small smile.

"Training. Now this is Jerry chairman of the Warblers, Austin Warbler council secretary and councilmember Brad. And last but not least we have former lead singer Philip Peters."

"Aw I get a last name Wes", Philip teased.

"Oh shut up, it sounds better than just saying Philip." They hugged. "Ex-Warblers this is Rock, Jeff, James, Fred, chairman Nick, Chris, Frank, John, Joseph, Trent, Luke, Kurt, Oliver, Roger, Jeremiah, Rasmus, Connor, Lewis, Max, former secretary David, former councilmember Thad and former lead singer Blaine. All of these gentlemen as you can see have been or are still Warblers. Jeremiah Montgomery here-"

"Oh so you're Jeremiah", Jerry asked and walked over shaking Jeremiah's hand. "Wes told me about you." Jeremiah grinned. Wes then introduced the ND and when he came to Tina he put his arm around her shoulders.

"And this is my younger sister Tina Cohen-Chang."

"Oooh you never told me your sister is a hottie", Otto said and winked at Tina, she giggled and blushed. Mike glared but Wes beat him to the chase.

"And last but not least we have my brother-in-law Mike Chang", Wes said and pushed Tina and Mike together. "They'll get married soon enough, we just have to bug them a bit more."

"Shut up", Tina said and stuck her tongue out at him. Wes chuckled.

The group sat down to have a small dinner. Wes was sitting with Jerry, Mark, Lucas and Justine, but one chair was still empty which confused him. But as he talked to Jerry about the earthquake in Japan, where Jerry had been at the time, someone suddenly cowered his eyes.

"So Nathan you finally managed to shrink Jerry so he looks like a munchkin", a voice asked and Wes started smiling.

"Alvaro!" he said and the hands were removed. Wes turned around and saw a man there. He had jet-black hair and black eyes as well and olive skin.

"Hi shrimp", the guy said and Wes flew up and hugged him tight, both of them laughing. Wes introduced him to those that didn't know him and Alvaro took the empty seat by the table. The group talked for about 30 minutes before Lucas leaned over and whispered something in Wes' ear and the boy smirked evilly. Then he nodded. Alvaro smirked and hit on his glass with his knife. Everyone turned to him.

"If all black-clad Warblers could get on the stage please", he said. "Except for Jonston. We have a slight surprise for the prodigal son."

"What have you done this time", Jerry asked looking at Wes who only looked innocent.

"Me", he asked. "Nothing." Then he darted off with Lucas before Jerry could grab him. Mark just patted Jerry on the back and joined the other black clad Warblers on stage. The group was whispering and the ND and blue-clad Warblers, Jerry and Alvaro waited. Then the boys took their positions and started whistling. Wes walked to the centre stage and sang:

Can you blow my whistle baby, whistle baby
Let me know
Girl I'm gonna show you how to do it
And we start real slow
You just put your lips together
And you come real close
Can you blow my whistle baby, whistle baby
Here we go

Look at the video of the Warblers performing this in season 4 and put Wes in Hunter's place and you got their performance. Jerry face-palmed while Alvaro and the rest laughed happily.

I bet you like people
And I bet you love freak mode
And I bet you like girls that give love to girls
And stroke your little ego
I bet you I'm guilty your honor
That's just how we live in my genre
Bet your lips spin back around corner
Slow it down baby take a little longer yeah

Can you blow my whistle baby, whistle baby
Let me know
Girl I'm gonna show you how to do it
And we start real slow
You just put your lips together
And you come real close
Can you blow my whistle baby, whistle baby
Here we go

Whistle baby, whistle baby,

It's like everywhere I go
My whistle ready to blow
Shawty don't leave a note
She can get any by the low
Told me she's not a pro
It's okay, it's under control
Show me soprano, 'cause girl you can handle
So amusing, now you can make a whistle with the music
Hope you ain't got no issue, you can do it
Give me the perfect pitch, ya never lose it - When Wes made a backwards flip the room cheered.

Can you blow my whistle baby, whistle baby –Wes suddenly held something up, a very crooked something.

Let me know
Girl I'm gonna show you how to do it
And we start real slow
You just put your lips together
And you come real close
Can you blow my whistle baby, whistle baby
Here we go

Whistle baby, whistle baby
Can you blow my whistle baby
Whistle baby, whistle baby
Here we go

Wes threw what he'd been holding at Jerry and he caught it and growled.

"Wesley Cohen!" he yelled and Wes grinned and fled the place, Jerry hot on his tail. The ND and the Warblers were confused. They had never seen their friend act this way, so childish. But it was a fun change, even though they clearly couldn't lure that side out. Wes was too protective over them, but with these new guys… he was the youngest, the one needing protection so he could let loose and be a bit childish… once in a while.

Here you go, feel free to send me request by review or pm ;) And I'll see what I can do about it :D

Sarah - You are welcome :)

Singing Violet - I will try ;)