Summary: Sebastian discovers an issue Blaine must deal with immediately, but how does he tell him? Later, Blaine is given exactly what he needed.

Sebastian had no problems finding Nichole once he got to MoMA later that morning. The two spent an hour walking the Versailles exhibit, commenting on pieces they found interesting. It was Nichole who suggested they stop at the "Parisian café" for coffee & croissant. Even though they both knew they were there for a specific reason, she could sense Sebastian wasn't ready so she continued with the small talk.

"Can I ask why you wear a cuff and ID bracelet? Were they both gifts from Blaine?"

"Not exactly." Sebastian looked down at his wrist trying to remember when he began wearing both of them on a daily basis. It had become second nature to put them on each morning. He took off the cuff and showed her the I'm In inscribed on the inside. "Before we were official, I said that to Blaine when I thought he was asleep. He wasn't and when he asked me to be his boyfriend, he said I'm in too."

She could tell by his smile there was a lot more to the story but it was a story not to be shared. "That's really sweet. And the bracelet?"

"I bought B his for Christmas and he bought mine for Valentine's Day. B primarily wears his cuff right now because it's easier to wear when he's playing instruments. I tried to think of when I started wearing my cuff and bracelet together but can't." Sebastian put the cuff back on, drawing strength from the sentiment it expressed. "We both know we're not here to look at French art work and talk about my jewelry. I suppose you want more information on why I asked you here."

"I have to say, I was surprised when you said you want to take a gap-year. Nicky has always said you're one of the most driven persons he's ever met. That's quite the complement considering our family."

"I know, and thanks." Sebastian had debated all morning how he wanted to handle this. He decided to keep things as general as possible. "I found out something and it really fucked me up. I'm sorry I can't say…"

"No, I understand." Nichole knew with what happened between Sebastian and Rachel it made sense for him not to fully trust her. Plus, this way she didn't have to get into her own issues. "But, if I may, from what you have told me, I don't think you have a problem telling your parents you want to take a gap-year. You have a problem telling them why."

Sebastian took a drink of his coffee to pause the conversation. What she said made sense. He hadn't talked to his parents about Julien and their adopting him since the whole My mother wants me to go to Stanford debacle but…"You think so?"

"I took a linguistics class and the tone of your voice when you mention a gap-year is always resolved. The way you said really fucked me up? Whatever it was, that's your problem. Not to be rude, but are you afraid your parents will disown you or something? Because if this is about money…"

"No, this has nothing to do with money. I swear." Sebastian's signature smirk made a reappearance for the first time in quite a while. "It wouldn't matter. A lot of the photographers yesterday thought I was a professional model and not there to do a favor for Santana. My sister even hinted about doing some work for her when I got to New York full-time. It's not what I want to do but I'd have money while I figured it out."

"Well, you did look very handsome the few times I saw you."

Sebastian wanted to make a joke about Sam but let it go. Nichole's advice had given him a lot to think about. "Thank you, and thank you for agreeing to talk to me today."

"I didn't do much."

"It was enough."

"Good, now we can talk about your real problem."

Huh? Sebastian watched as she pulled her tablet out of her purse. "My real problem?"

"Well, yours as in the Warblers have a problem. The email Blaine sent out asking for song and artist suggestions for Nationals…of the 30 responses I received, 24 of them were either Justin Bieber or a (air quotes) Boyband like *NSYNC or Backstreet Boys. Those boys require a massive upgrade to their song repertoire and a lesson on how the theme is Divas through the decades not Divas from this millennium."

As he scrolled through the list Nichole prepared for him, Sebastian waffled back and forth on whether to laugh or cringe. "This is pretty sad but don't worry. The Senior Warblers, B and I decided before we left Ohio to begin in the 60's, then do snippets of songs from the 70's to 2010's and end with a current song. We've got the through the decades part covered. Sorry, either B or I should have mentioned it."

"It's not like you haven't had a thousand other things to do. But it sounds like you already set what songs to begin and end with. Those would be nice to know so if someone suggests something remotely interesting, I can work a list around them."

"We're opening with the Rolling Stones…I'm opening with the Stones."

She knew immediately what song he was hinting at…at least she hoped she did. "Are you going to introduce yourself as a Man of Wealth and Taste?"

When Nichole began to giggle, Sebastian couldn't help but join in. "You have the same sense of humor as your brother. He suggested I open with Sympathy for the Devil."

"Good for Nicky. If you decided to begin in the 60's it would have been easy to do the Beatles." Ok, that's strange. "What's with the face? You don't like the Beatles?"

The moment she mentioned the Beatles his mind had gone back to the dream he had that morning. "I like the Beatles, there's just one song and it was on radio…never mind.

Nichole could see how upset he was and moved on…quickly. "What song did you guys chose for the final number?"

"Uptown Funk"

"Oh no, no, no, no, no…"

Blaine had told her to be honest with her opinions but…damn! "Tell me how you really feel." He hoped he didn't snap at her but this had been his song suggestion. He thought it would highlight their percussion sounds. "What's wrong with Uptown Funk?

"It's too obvious, like the Beatles would have been for the 60's. I'll bet you $100 at least 5 other teams use a Bruno Mars song."

"No way. It'll be all Mariah and Christina and Whitney. No one else will think to do guys."

What?! "Sebastian, the Warblers hacked a show choir website to post the first Stress Relief video and specifically stated guys could be divas. I wouldn't be surprised if at least half of the other teams have at least one song by a male diva in their set-list."

"Half? Maybe one or two show choir nerds or Britt's Fondue for 2 subscribers saw the videos and decided to include a male diva song. Not a big deal."

For a minute she just stared at him like he had grown another head then took back her tablet. "When was the last time you looked at Blaine's channel?" Nichole asked while obviously looking for something in particular.

"I think Sunday when Blaine was on Fondue for 2 to announce the channel and how Brittany was moving her show there."

"And Blaine?"

"I don't know but he's been busy. What aren't you telling me?" Nichole handed back the tablet and was lucky he didn't drop it. "What the fuck?" he whisper-yelled, aware of his surroundings. "It's been up 4 days and Britt only brought around 10,000 subscribers. How does he have over a million subscribers already?"

"Blaine had several videos with over a million views before launching the channel. People knew his name. Some might have even tagged his name and the channel is titled Blaine Anderson and Friends. Also, he moved the video of his piano version of Teenage Dream from the Katy Perry concert there. It already had over 3 million views. And Katy wasn't the only artist to leave comments on one of the videos. These people have thousands if not millions of social media followers of their own." Nichole was beginning to wonder if she had literally blown Sebastian's mind. "Sebastian, say something."

"Katy Perry commented on the video?"

Nichole took the tablet until she found what she was looking for and gave it back.

Damn it, Blaine! Still mad your version is so much better than mine. We'll have to do this again soon. Maybe a Last Friday Night duet? You look a lot like the actor in my video.

"There's more. Pretty much every artist he covered has commented. Tom Higgenson on Hey, there Delilah that Blaine and Brittany turned into Hey, there Santana. Pink commented on Blaine and Santana's U+UR Hand. Mike Shinoda commented on In the End. Billy Idol on Rebel Yell. Do you think Beat's mom might have had something to do with this? Isn't she a big-time music executive?"

"Jackie? Yeah, it wouldn't surprise me." Sebastian slid the tablet back across the table then leaned back in his chair. "It wasn't supposed to happen like this" he sighed, processing the information. "B thought he'd get a few thousand subscribers eventually and maybe make a couple of thousand dollars for the non-profit between ads and sponsorship. Hell, he hasn't even named it yet."

"He should do that soon."

"Ya' think? Oh…" Sebastian realized what happened and sent Trent a text telling him to check out Blaine's site. "Doug was supposed to keep us updated but when he went to MIT the channel got lost in the shuffle. That's our fault, not his, but to be fair, none of us expected everything to go off the deep end."

"Um…" Nichole could tell Sebastian was already overwhelmed but… "If you guys haven't been watching this, there's something Blaine might not be aware of. People have noticed the video of him and Rachel singing Don't You Want Me wasn't moved to the channel like other videos were."

"Because the channel is named Blaine Anderson and Friends and B and Rachel are no longer friends."

"You and I know that but not the general public."

"What's that supposed to mean?" Sebastian asked because the term general public seemed odd. Nichole answered by pulling up another comment on her tablet.

Rachel Berry is a jealous backstabbing bitch. Blaine took that knife and cut her out of her life.

"Son-of-a-bitch!"

"So, that's Kurt?"

"Yup! The idiot can't keep his fucking mouth shut. On the bright side he owes B's non-profit $50,000."

"How?"

"The confidentiality agreement he sighed on Sunday at B's apartment. It specifically stated there was no repeating of anything heard that day, not just the shit about Brody."

"I thought those were fake."

"They were except for Gayface and ..." Sebastian was interrupted by a text notification. Since Blaine was busy, he hoped it was Puck getting back to him. However, it was Brody (still weird) asking if he could come to Julliard. Blaine was beginning to close in under the pressure. "There's something going on at Julliard and I've got to go. Can you come show Cooper's guys what you showed me? I don't think they thought to monitor YouTube. Oh, wait…don't you have an appointment? The reason you couldn't meet me for lunch?"

It was Nichole's turn to hold something back. "It was rescheduled. The only thing I had to do today besides this was begin a job search but I'm not really in the mood."

Sebastian didn't know why he thought Nichole had left Harvard for a job but it wasn't his business. "Then you should definitely come with me. I'm pretty sure I know someone who's hiring."

They arrived at the end of Who Knew but it wasn't Blaine singing. Sebastian was beginning to worry after Brody's cryptic text, until Nichole asked "Why is Sam from Smash singing Blaine's song? I love that show!"

Oh, that wasn't some random Julliard guy. "I don't know but I see B with Sam." Wait a minute…"And Santana, Mercedes, Mike, Artie and the woman I think is Rachel's biological mother. What the hell?"

By the time they reached the group, the song was over. Sebastian was able to sneak behind Blaine and wrap his arms around him. "He doesn't sing the song nearly as well as you do."

"Liar." Blaine turned and sunk into Sebastian's chest. "You're biased."

"I can be biased and still be right."

Before Blaine could respond, a familiar voice echoed across the room. "If I knew this was a party, I would have got here sooner."

"Puck, what are you doing here?" Blaine asking the question they all wanted an answer to.

"Damn Anderson, you don't sound happy to see me. Maybe I shouldn't give you the gift I brought you."

"You brought me a gift from Paris?"

"Not exactly." Puck stepped to the side…

"Hi, Blainey."

"Sugar"

Sebastian smiled watching his boyfriend run to his baby cousin and scoop her into his arms. Puck walked over to join him and the others Sebastian hadn't noticed were now standing close by. "Ok…" Puck said upon reaching them, trying not to be thrown off by the presence of Shelby "Show of hands. How many people still find the Blaine and Sugar are cousins thing freakin' mind-blowing?"

Everyone (including Shelby) raised their hand.

Watching the cousins' hug/cry/I love you moment became even more uncomfortable when Brody walked in and joined them. However, it was enough of a distraction for Sebastian to pull Puck off to the side. "What are you doing here?"

"Right now, I'm watching that asshole who fucked around on Rachel in love-fest with your boy and his cousin. How are you ok with this?"

"Because I have to be for Blaine's sake. It would help if you talked to Sam or even Rachel but you still haven't answered my question. Why aren't you in Paris?"

"Some personal business but don't worry, Julien is being watched like a hawk. There's no way anyone is going to let him see you."

"I know." Sebastian looked around the room to make sure no one could hear him. "That's why I think I'm going to have to go to Paris and see him."

Note:

When Nichole makes a comment about her family, she is referring to the Kennedys. The way I worked it out she and Nick would be the great-grandchildren of Robert Kennedy, the brother of JFK.

The confidentiality agreements were in Chapter 54 A Good Old-Fashioned Ass Whippin'

Sam from Smash is Leslie Odom, Jr. His appearance will be explained next chapter.