Episode 5, Chapter 1:

With Quinn's boyfriend Sam helping to close up the family yacht for the season, Quinn is free to focus on the most important event of the fall: her annual sleepover. A tradition since the year 2002, each one more decadent than the last. No expense—or reputation—is spared. With everything from trundle beds to truffles in place, all that's missing is sleepover star and Fabray BFF, Kurt Hummel.

Blaine had everything set so this date would be one Kurt would remember. He became conscious that he might have made a mistake in planning to go to a movie on their last date. Kurt was used to luxury so he wanted to make sure he felt pampered. Movie dates were overdone and not worthy of someone like Kurt. Blaine subliminally hoped it would help his case in the long-term because he learned how to handle Kurt's more affluent lifestyle.

He walked around the block to the bank after breakfast and came through the door counting the bills he'd withdrawn from his account. His father had set up his bank account when he was nine and went on the school trip to Disneyland. He didn't get the souvenir hats and sweatshirts that everyone else could afford to buy. When he transferred to middle school in 8th grade, his first trip was to Washington, D.C. He had a good time following steps behind Kurt for most of the trip. The cool thing he'd gotten was an Abraham Lincoln-style top hat that Kurt said was authentic-looking. The best and only comment he made to him that trip; he still didn't know he existed at their school at the time.

The account held a reasonable amount of money that Burt had added to when he had spare change at the end of the year and whatever Blaine could add from summers when he gave piano lessons to kids in the area. He'd emptied most of it to pay for the expensive dinner he'd booked for tonight.

"It looks like you robbed a bank. Please tell me you didn't, I don't want the cops at my door. Where did you get that?"

"I took out some money from my account. I'll put it back eventually I just want to have dinner with Kurt tonight, something that he'd like."

"Are you sure he'd like that?"

"Yeah of course, why wouldn't he?"

"I don't know. Where did you take him last time?"

"Last time was a trial date. This one's a real one. I can't get away with another sing-a-long," he said going into his closet for his suit.

"I know you want to make an impression, but this isn't exactly you. Didn't you say something like he liked you despite his friends not having much faith in you? Are you sure this is the direction you want to take this date? I mean it's not exactly something you can repeat."

"Dad, I know what I'm doing. This is what he likes," he said assuredly.


"Rachel, I've been looking for you everywhere," Kurt stopped Blaine's sister in the hallways. Her jaw dropped that he'd spoken to her in school.

"Really? What for?" she asked tentatively.

"I was wondering if you knew where your brother was taking me on Friday. He hasn't told me anything; he wants to keep it a surprise, but I need to know what I should wear!"

"Oh. He hasn't told me anything, but I'm sure what you usually wear will look fine. He dresses nice when he's out of uniform, but he doesn't wear a tux unless he's going to a funeral or a wedding…Skinny jeans! You should wear skinny jeans."

"Thanks, Rache," he smiled. His phone started ringing. He saw it was his brother and answered quickly. "Finn, hey, how are you?"

"Oh, it's Finn? Tell him I say hi," Rachel jumped. Kurt didn't understand how close they were, but nodded.

"Rachel says hi by the way."

"Tell her I say hi. Ask her how she is," Finn said surprising him.

"Um, okay… Rachel, how are you?"

"I'm fine, how is he?"

"Uh, do you two want to talk?" Kurt said offering his phone to Rachel. She took it eagerly. She took a step away as she had a whole conversation about their respective days. Kurt felt strange that he clearly missed when they first started talking. He would have a lot to discuss the next time he saw Finn.

"Here you go," Rachel said giving it back to Kurt. She said goodbye and almost skipped away. Kurt looked at her curiously. His tone on the phone exuded curiosity.

"What was that?"

"Oh yeah, um, Rachel and I started talking. It doesn't bother you, does it?"

"Why would it bother me?" Kurt's voice got high as he became defensive. He tried laughing which didn't help. "I'm just confused why you didn't tell me and how I didn't know all this time that something was going on between you two."

"It's not like she's my girlfriend…yet," Finn included as an afterthought. "We kissed once, but it hasn't happened again since—"

"You kissed?! That is a big deal! I'm so upset you didn't tell me!"

"Can I just tell you what I wanted to tell you, and you give me hell later?" Finn asked but didn't wait for an answer. "The doctor said I can go home for the weekend!"

"That's great news!"

"It's super strange because I don't even remember what a 'weekend' really feels like. I don't know what I'm even going to do."

"Finn that's the best! We can hang out together. Just not tonight because I have that date," he said very quickly.

"Yeah, I'll see you. I got to talk to mom now," Finn said. Kurt hung up and walked into the courtyard where Rachel was serving under Quinn.

"Hey Quinn, you look very happy. Did I miss something?"

"No, I'm just excited about tonight," she said mischievously. She crossed her legs and winked at the girls sitting in order of importance around her.

"What's tonight?" Kurt asked.

"Seriously Kurt, you think you of all people would pay attention to invites in the mail," Santana smirked on Quinn's right side. Brittany nodded in agreement.

"That's tonight? Oh, I'm sorry Quinn. I can't go."

"What do you mean you can't go?"

"Tonight is date night with Blaine. I can't skip it again."

"Yes, you can. What's more important to you?"

"Quinn, you know you're important, but I have to actually go on a date with him if I want something to happen. Maybe I'll drop by after. Don't kill me okay?" he spoke before the bell rang, and he promptly left for class. Rachel sat on the farthest edge from Quinn. The blonde had a plan so she leaned forward and looked in her direction.

"Did you get an invite Rachel?" Quinn said and squinted at Brittany. The other blonde was dumb at most things, but she helped make the list so she knew it by heart.

"You didn't invite her," Brittany answered.

"Put her on the list," Quinn responded curtly. Brittany nodded. Her eyes showed that she was mentally adding her to the list before writing on the paper in a pink crayon.


At the rehab center, Finn was getting shut down by his mother who presented the news kindheartedly.

"That doctor had no right to tell you that you could leave for a weekend without consulting me. I've talked to a bunch of other doctors, and they all say you're not ready yet. Maybe a day out supervised by me and your brother, sure, but not a whole weekend. What if something were to go wrong? Can't you understand that you need to stay a little longer?"

"I'm fine, mom. This was some of the best news I heard in a while that actually got me excited! Plus, I have plans with Kurt and Rachel."

"A few more weeks at least, that's all I ask. It's the right thing to do," Carole said hugging him and praying he understood that she knew better.


Kurt went through a million different tops before he settled on something flattering and looked good with jeans. It seemed to be completely wrong when he went to get the door and Blaine was wearing a sports jacket and a bouquet of roses.

"Hey," he smiled and took them pleasantly. "These are beautiful. Thank you! should probably get dressed," he looked down at what he was wearing.

"You look amazing," Blaine said following him in. Kurt put the flowers in water for later

"Wait here," he smiled closing the door halfway behind him. "So, what are we doing tonight that you're dressed up for?"

"Wouldn't you like to know?" Blaine teased as Carole came through the front door.

"Blaine, what a surprise. What are you doing here?" she kissed his cheek.

"I'm going on a date with Kurt. He's getting changed right now."

"I see it must be something special for you to look so dashing."

Kurt must have done the fastest change ever because he came out before Blaine could answer in Paul Smith Slim Water Print Trousers, Zara Black Velvet Blazer, HUGO by Hugo Boss 'Ero' Collar Trim Shirt and his derby shoes. [Being alive] Blaine actually felt underdressed in his Moods of Norway Stein Tonning Check Suit Jacket, matching Flo Brushed Check Suit Pants and Allen Edmonds 'Neumok' Oxford shoes. [6x02 Dalton]

"You look—," Blaine was at a loss for words which was a good thing because he could ramble a lot.

"Amazing? You said that already about the last thing I wore. You've got to expand that vocabulary of yours. Hi mom, bye mom—wait, where's Finn? I thought he was coming."

"Not tonight Kurt, we'll talk later," she covered up, and he shook his head. He grabbed his date's hand and headed to the door again.

"You really won't tell me where we're going?" Kurt asked for the millionth time as they left the building. Blaine liked romance, but he wasn't very good at it. Or at least he had some learning to do. As this was his first attempt at an unforgettable night, there were bound to a few issues. For example, the motorcycle in front of the hotel that Kurt believed was theirs.

"Oh my gosh! I've never been on a motorcycle before! My mom would kill me if she found out. Heck my brother would kill you for getting me on one. This is so adventurous. I didn't think you'd be the Rough Rider sort. This is going to be so cool!" he said sitting on it and testing the handle. Blaine didn't know how to break it to him once Kurt was on a roll. His voice got higher and breathier.

"Um, Kurt that's not…" he angled his head toward the car he'd hired to take them to and from the restaurant. Slowly Kurt understood and shakily got off the bike.

"This outfit wasn't meant to be on a motorcycle anyway," Kurt sighed as Blaine got the door. Once they were settled, the driver took off.

Spotted on the steps of the Palace: Cinderella stepping onto a pumpkin instead of his carriage. Lucky for Lonely Boy, there's more than one fable filling our inbox.


Rachel packed for the evening psyching herself in the mirror for whatever was to come. She stared herself dead in the eye until she believed she could actually handle this. All she needed was one good night and everything would fall into place. She could become anything she wanted to be. She smiled finally ready to go and kissed her dad as she went out the door.

The Fabray suite was just like she remembered but better. There were waiters with trays walking around to feed the ten girls that were there. Some people were getting facials while others got pedicures done by professionals. Rachel had to remind herself that this was not an actual salon but a sleepover. It was nothing like she'd imagined it to be. She gave her pink sleeping bag to the maid like it was a rash.

"Rachel you made it! Now the fun begins," Quinn said stalking towards her.

Here's an inside tip, Little R: the faster you rise, the harder you fall. Hope that Hello Kitty sleeping bag doubles as a parachute.


Blaine should have looked into what would be on the menu in a place like this. Instead, he went through every item trying to translate the French into the English. He was more of an Italian foodie, but Kurt seemed the Parisian type. Once he'd ordered, Kurt—adhering to Blaine's belief—ordered in perfect French, and while this was novel to him, he recognized it wasn't such a novelty to Kurt. In actuality, his date looked bored, which was not good at all.

"Was this a bad idea? You can tell me and I won't be insulted," Blaine asked him pitifully. Kurt looked at him debating internally whether to be honest or kind.

"Really, it's just I've done this all before, a lot actually."

"Gone out to dinner?"

"At places like this—I don't know I guess I kind of hoped we'd be doing something cheesy or fun like the sing-a-long," Kurt said awkwardly hoping the other boy wouldn't take it wrong.

"You really liked that idea? I would have taken you there, but I thought because you were used to this…" Blaine saw the look on his face, and his father's advice clicked. "What were your words 'cheesy and fun'? Alright let's do it," he said taking his date's hand. Kurt looked like him like he was a madman because he truly looked like one with a shine in his eye.

Spotted fleeing dessert: K and Lonely Boy. Lighter than air and heading downtown.


Quinn decided to give Rachel a makeover in sex. The complete opposite of her. It was bound to make her uncomfortable and that was only the first stage in a very entertaining night. Although Rachel had arrived in a Juicy Couture Lurex Terry Stripe puff sleeve zip hoodie and bottom with a pink American Apparel headband. [hairography] After getting her to try on a dozen or more outfits, all progressively sexier. She'd done her work in making Rachel slutty. She had her in a tightfitting black bodice with a halter strap and a sweetheart cut. [hairography] She had her seated in a chair while makeup was added to her face that made her farther from her actual age and the youthful face she had.

"You will come out a new woman by the end of this," she said taking a couple glasses off the table and handing one to the girl, who was presently getting her brows done. "So, tell me what's going on between you and Finn?"

"Um nothing—OW!" Rachel yelped as the beautician yanked at her brows.

"Really? Because I hear different. I'm sure Gossip Girl is digging for a story, but you know it's not news unless you tell me. You know I used to hold a torch for Finn?"

"No! I didn't. You seem so happy with Nate."

"Oh, I am," she responded resolutely, "I'm just curious about your loyalty R. If I told you, I don't want anyone going after the boy I had a crush on when I was little, then what would you do exactly?"

"Quinn, you know I'm on your side. I want us to be friends—"

"So?" Quinn wanted to hear her say it. She had Santana hit the camera on.

"I didn't answer the question," she admitted, looking down. "I guess I'd pick you over Finn," she said after a moment. "He's great and all, but our friendship is more important." Quinn nodded and raised her brow like she wanted more. "I don't want to be a loser, and with you, I can meet guys even better than Finn." The blonde approved and smiled.

"It's time we play Truth or Dare Spin the Bottle!"

"I don't know what that game is. Is it like a mixture of both?"

"Exactly yes, the Berry is so smart," Santana mocked. "It goes like this: first person spins the bottle whoever it lands on can pick if it's a truth or a dare. If it's truth you have to answer whatever question they ask you and the norm is to ask something about yourself. 'Does my dress make me look fat?' 'Did you ever have a dream about me?' If it's dare, they choose a dare, and if they can't think of anything that hasn't ever been done in the circle, you have to kiss them on the lips for at least 30 seconds."

"Sounds fun, but I haven't played before so how will I know—?"

"Okay, let's play!" Quinn cut her off.

Quinn laughed when Santana got Brittany because she'd been playing this game with them long enough to know when they landed on each other they always picked dare so they'd have an excuse to kiss. On Rachel's turn, she dared Brittany to eat a bag of marshmallows and while Quinn disapproved, the girl was all for it. Santana almost barfed watching her do it.


"You trust me?" Blaine extended his hand.

"What?" Kurt asked dumbfounded.

"I said do you trust me?" he emphasized. Kurt couldn't believe he was saying yes to this. He should have known the most well-groomed guys always have the most surprises. Something about him made him trust him even when his reputation was put on the line. "On the count of three you run…one…two…THREE!" he yelled, and the two fled the scene of their crime.

It wasn't much of a crime just something a bit heart-pounding that Blaine had always wanted to try but needed someone worthy to do it with. They picked up chalk at the nearest corner store that sold a rainbow box of eight. From outside the store on, they marked their path in hearts, initials and loops, giggling childishly in a game of cat and mouse, which for the most part meant Kurt chased him. The edgiest moment came when Blaine convinced him to draw a garden scene just behind a rookie cop who had absolutely no idea what was going on behind him. Blaine distracted him, and when he was done, he made a couple hand signals and they walked away. He tried to calm him, but on three, they ran howling through the city streets.


Quinn kept her eye on Rachel since the first time her friends laughed with, instead of at, the Hobbit's sister. No one particularly liked her, but she'd surprised them with how well-adjusted she'd become. She even sang. Her rendition of 'Taking Chances' blew them all away. Quinn eyed her curiously and hating to be outdone by nobodies, who didn't belong in the first place, tapped Santana on the arm.

"Song time?" she asked.

"Song time," she agreed. They stood. Santana grabbed Brittany's arm and dragged her to the stage that Rachel had been standing on. The short brunette moved to the side self-consciously, her moment obviously taken away a little early. They didn't say anything when they got into position because they captured everyone's attention easily. Quinn's closest minions started their choreographed routine to 'I Say a Little Prayer'. When it was over, her guests clapped wildly. Rachel clapped earnestly.

"That was really, really good Quinn."

"I know. Rachel, you've been getting lucky and haven't gotten picked for a dare yet so I'm going to change the rules for you. Do one dare and you're immune the rest of the night."

"Okay, but can I ask what is it?"

"I'm not going to tell you. It's do or die, R."

"I'll do it," she said getting looks from the crowd. Santana gave her a pitiful stare knowing this wouldn't be fun for her, but some great fun to watch.

"I dare you…to…check yourself for one night into Finn's rehab center."

"I can't do that. That's crazy."

"Not that crazy, Rachel. You don't have to hurt yourself, but I want them to believe you've got something wrong with you, something that will let you into a room. You'll be fine. You can walk out twenty minutes after and everything. You might even see Finn and get to tell him 'hi' from me."

"I don't know..."

"Do you want to play or do you want to go home?" she solidified her ultimatum.


~A.N. Poor Lil R, she's got to step up her game. This was such a fun story to write. I love that Kurt's ready for adventure with Blaine, and Blaine is ready to do whatever. Also, you may notice I took a bunch of details from the Hairography episode in Season 1. If you don't remember the all black outfit that Rachel was wearing, I recommend rewatching or looking it up!