Summary: Blaine unintentionally gives Sebastian some news he has a hard time dealing with.

Notes: There is a story review in Chapter 58.

Vincent, Daniel and Ralphie are 3 of "Cooper's guys"

The surprise of Puck and Sugar had barely worn off when Jake and Brittany arrived. After a few minutes of hugs and Shelby saying goodbye, Sebastian called Rosa knowing she would be able to handle feeding their ever-growing group. While she had no problems doing so, she gave him a bit of news he had to run by Blaine.

"Chandler's at the apartment. Cooper wants to move him out of the dorms since NYU security is crap. Rosa and the guys are helping him find a place."

Blaine let out a sigh of frustration but was resolute when he repeated the mantra "Chandler is family."

Sebastian hated when Blaine would say Chandler is family, ignoring the fact he was also the guy Hummel had text-cheated on him with. Rosa is family. She worked for the Mottas from before Sugar was born. Chandler was the grand-nephew she didn't like but agreed to look after.

Big difference

He was about to say something when Blaine excused himself to speak to the orchestra's conductor. This gave Sebastian the opening to get Nichole and discreetly bring up Blaine's YouTube channel to the others. None of them were shocked by the news of its success and were even less surprised by Kurt's possible comment.

"So, how should we tell B?" Sebastian asked only to receive nothing but laughter in return.

"We?" Sam moved next to him and gave him a hearty pat on the back. "This one is all you, Buddy. Mercedes sent for a car to get our instruments to NYADA. We…" he pointed around their semi-circle "will take the subway. You and Blaine take the car to your place. You can tell Blaine about all this. Let's go guys."

Sebastian tried to protest but all he got were suggestions from Santana about the positions they should check off their sex-in-a-car list (ok, they had one but did she have to say that in front of Sugar?!). Puck then offered a reminder to make sure the privacy glass was up.

Jerks!

Puck's suggestion turned out to be good advice considering he found himself lying on the back seat with Blaine on top of him approximately 30 seconds after they were on their way. "What are you doing?"

"What do you think I'm doing, Beautiful?" Blaine purred in the voice Sebastian could never say no to. "I missed you last night."

"I missed…oh, that feels good. I..I actually had a dream this morning. You called me Beautiful. You only call me…uh, Beautiful, yes, right there…when you want something particular."

"You know me so well. Did you enjoy your dream? Did seeing yourself choking on my cock make you come?"

Sebastian couldn't have stopped his moan if he tried. "It never got that far."

"That's a shame. What happened, Beautiful?"

All You Need Is Love popped into his head and (un?)fortunately it was as effective a mailman as it had been earlier. "Alarm went off." Now wasn't the time to analyze his feelings for the song. "B, we should stop. There's some things we have to discuss."

Blaine sat up, straddling Sebastian's hips and unbuckling his own belt. "The only thing we should do is practice silent sex. We'll be back at Dalton in a few days."

Sebastian knew he was going to hate himself for this later. "Sad clowns, sad puppies, sad clowns with sad puppies, people wearing socks with sandals…"

"Oh my god, all my mailmen?" Blaine groaned as he moved from on top of Sebastian, allowing both of them to sit properly in their seats. "This better be really fucking important or you will be punished."

Always begin with good news was his father's favorite strategy when dealing with clients, so Sebastian thought he'd try that. When he pulled the Dear Evan Hanson tickets out of his bag, Blaine thanked him with a breathtaking kiss. "How? This show was sold old for our entire stay!"

"I asked your godmother for help. I'm pretty sure if Anna Wintour's office calls for tickets, tickets become available."

"But these are premium seats."

"Annnnnnnna Wintourrrrrrr" Sebastian drawled to make his point. "I got the idea when your rehearsal for tomorrow night was cancelled. Something special to celebrate your success." Sebastian reached into his bag again, this time pulling out Nichole's tablet. "Uh, I've got something else to show you."

Blaine scrolled through his YouTube channel, eyes getting wider and wider with each number he saw.

"Shit!"

Not the response Sebastian was expecting which must have been clearly demonstrated by his expression. "Bas, drop it. I'm just frustrated. This channel was to cover my community service hours and..." Blaine stopped himself but cringed internally for saying what he did. Maybe Sebastian didn't catch that last part.

He wasn't that lucky.

"What do you mean cover your community service hours? I thought between all the crap you did at McKinley and what you're doing for Dalton Days you had enough for your graduation requirement."

"I do. I'll explain later when the guys…"

"No!" Sebastian's tone was jarring. Blaine had never heard him so angry. "You promised when you told me Brody is Tommy there wouldn't be any more secrets. This sounds like a big fucking secret."

In the back of a town car, stuck in Manhattan traffic, was not how Blaine planned on Sebastian finding out what he did. Technically, he never wanted Sebastian to find out what he did. At least (hopefully) they now had some time to hash things out before rejoining their friends.

"The community service is part of the plea deal I made taking full responsibility for Dalton Fight Club's betting."

24 Hours Later: NYADA

To: NYADA, students; NYADA, faculty; NYADA, staff
From: Carmen Tibideaux, Director
Re: Dirty Dozen auditions (Vocal) Update

The second offering of seating is officially sold out.

Doors will open at 1PM with auditions beginning promptly at 2PM

All classes after 12PM are cancelled and students without tickets are expected to stay clear of the Round Room, Prince Hall and the Strasberg Building for the remainder of the day

I want to reiterate at this time, despite the abundance of attention on this particular set of auditions, they are auditions. Per NYADA rules, all auditions are to be neither photographed or recorded. However, arrangements were made with Special Guest Blaine Anderson and Candidate Sam Evans to have their performances recorded to air on Mr. Anderson's YouTube channel (Blaine Anderson & Friends), at a time TBA.

Sam watched Sebastian watching Kurt. The animosity between the two was on full display but he could tell there was more going on. "It's not like you didn't know he'd be here, Man. Kurt's a candidate which is weird since, when he moved back to Lima, he kept saying he had given up on NYADA and was going to apply to the Fashion Institute."

"Well, he fucked-up that option. Being blackballed byAnna Wintour pretty much assures the only job he'd get in fashion is folding t-shirts at the Lima Walmart. And, how the hell is what Gayface wears considered fashion? I mean, the teal jacket/purple shirt combo he's wearing is making me nauseous." Sebastian told himself to calm down. It wasn't exactly nausea he was experiencing. It was the same feeling he had when he heard All You Need Is Love the day before. He made a mental note to include this on the list of things he wanted to talk to Dr. Shepard about when they had their first appointment Monday.

"How am I supposed to know what fashion is? If Santana wouldn't have gotten me this outfit I wore at the photo shoot I'd be here in jeans and a t-shirt."

"True. Speak of the devil or, you know Satan, here she comes…and Gayface saw who's with her."

"He doesn't look happy."

"Good"

At lunch the day before, Sebastian had taken the time to talk with Chandler. He wanted to determine if he was taking advantage of Rosa, or worse, had taken over Rachel's role in trying to help Kurt break him and Blaine up. What he didn't expect was Chandler to be an honestly nice guy, caught in the middle of mess not of his own making. What was even more surprising was Santana sticking up for him. She hadn't realized he was actually in love with Kurt when she asked him to the loft after the debacle at CallBacks. Seeing Kurt behave the way he did was extremely hurtful to Chandler and Santana couldn't help but feel guilty for her part.

Chandler wasn't the only person with Santana. Puck was there, ready to physically keep Kurt away. There was also another guy that looked familiar to Sebastian but he couldn't place. A glance at Sam showed he was in the same boat.

"This place is bat-shit crazy" Puck marveled, taking in the structure of the Round Room. "It has perfect acoustics?"

"Yes, and hello to you too." Sebastian made final attempt at recognizing Blaine's fourth guest but nothing. All Blaine said was I really, really want to meet this guy. "Sebastian Smythe. And you are?"

"Jean-Baptiste" Of course, Blaine would want to meet the leader of Throat Explosion, the show choir still seen as best bet to win at Nationals. "Nice to meet you Sebastian, as well as you Sam."

"What brings you to NYC?" Sam asked after shaking hands.

"Tisch audition, which I nailed of course.

"I was assigned as his ambassador" Chandler further explained. "When I mentioned this to Blaine yesterday, he laughed and asked me to ask JB if he was willing to meet the three of you."

"I would have loved to go to Blaine's Julliard concert but I leave in the morning."

"Too bad…" Sebastian was distracted by the arrival of Brody with two of Cooper's guys. He waved them over despite Santana and Puck's noticeable discomfort.

"I'm jealous Finn was the one who got to punch his smug face" Puck whispered to Santana, thinking she was the only one who heard.

That wasn't the case. Sebastian stepped forward and moved them away from the others. "Did you forget Blaine knew Brody was Tommy? That he told Finn how to throw a proper punch because you asked him to, Santana? Do you know the guilt he feels over not being able to think of a way to get out of it while keeping Brody's identity a secret? Then to find out Hudson didn't just hit him once but used his face as a punching bag? Never, I mean never, say that again."

"Seb, I…"

"Noah." The previous moments had been so intense none of them noticed Rachel. "What are you doing here?"

Puck looked to Sebastian who nodded for him to go. "Not even Gayface is stupid enough to try to talk to Chandler with Vincent and Daniel sitting next to him." Keeping Kurt from Chandler had just been an excuse to get Puck there anyway.

Even with Puck gone, the tension remained. Like Sam earlier, Santana sensed there was more going on with Sebastian, and Blaine for that matter. Something happened in that car ride when Sebastian showed Blaine what was going on with the YouTube channel but they weren't talking.

And this was one of those times she knew better than to ask.

"Do you think he'll tell her he came back to beg Cooper to give Finn another chance and let him go to Paris with him?"

Sebastian shook his head, but more as a way to calm himself. "No, Hudson wants to do it himself when he gets here from DC. It's good he went to say goodbye to his mom and Burt in person with all the shit going down."

Santana glared at Kurt who was failing miserably to look like he wasn't paying attention to what was happening in the Evans/Anderson section. "How much trouble is Burt in?"

"I don't know but enough my dad cancelled a Sebastian your ass better be there. No excuses dinner to stay in DC."

"Shit." Santana's eyes wondered over to what she assumed was the control area for lighting. She was surprised to see another one of Cooper's guys talking to the technicians. "What's Ralphie doing?"

Sebastian made sure they were out of ear shot of those who would care. "You know how B's and Sam's performances are supposed to go on the YouTube channel later? Well, they are but that's just a cover. They're being live streamed back to McKinley. Schuester's having a hearing for what he did to Sugar. You had to know B would want payback. What better way than through song?"

Santana wasn't surprised, just that it had happened that fast. "I know Mr. Schue has done some questionable things lately but cornering Al Motta's daughter and yelling at her is an entirely new level of stupid. Where is she now or is it super-secret like wherever the hell Britt and Jake have been?"

"Sugar, her dad and B's parents are in Madame Tibideaux's office on a conference call. Cooper and Sam's parents are there in person. And as far as your girlfriend and Jake are concerned, you'll have to wait."

Her pout got a smile from Sebastian but the arrival of someone unexpected wiped it away. "Ok, I expected to see Warbler representation but Beat or Wes, not David."

"Beat and Artie are at Julliard supporting Mike. His audition is in an hour. And Wes is with the rest of the guys at Dior with my sister getting tuxedo fittings."

He didn't say why David was there but he did answer another question. "Tuxedos? I knew Blainers would have the Warblers in his Julliard concert." Santana smack his arm playfully, trying to bring his smile back. It didn't work.

"Tana, go make sure I get a seat up front."

She didn't need a psychic Mexican-third eye to tell her to tell her this had something to do with whatever happened in the car. If Blaine wanted her to know she'd find out eventually.

Once she was gone, Sebastian didn't waste time with pleasantries. "How could you not tell any of us he was going to take all the blame for the betting? If not me or Wes, what about Beat? He's B's best Dalton friend. Or Jeff, Nick or Thad? The three of them kept Fight Club running while B was gone."

"You know the only reason he told me is because what I thought was my scholarship is actually the money in question. He felt I had to know just in case something went wrong. Seb, I know you're pissed and the guys will be too, but only Blaine could have done this. The way the police and DA's office fucked up his and Brody's attack had them willing to do anything not to have Blaine's family go after them. Anybody else could have gotten some real jail time."

"He still should have told me."

"And you would have calmly listened to what he had to say?"

"Maybe?" Sebastian hated it when there was a rational argument against whatever he was being irrational about. "I'm still not happy about this."

"Didn't think you would be. Now, you do know the real reason I'm here, right?"

Sebastian had barely said yes when the lights flickered as a sign for everyone to take their seats.

All conversations came to an end when Carmen's assistant stepped to the microphone. She opened by informing the audience of a change to usual NYADA terminology. Those auditioning today would be referred to as candidates and not finalists. There was obvious curiosity to the change but no explanation. Instead there was a reminder photography and videos were prohibited. Also, all applause was to be held until the end of a performance and anything done to distract those performing would meet with swift removal.

Santana, who hadn't been told that bit of information, smirked at Sebastian's mischievous grin. Blaine inviting Chandler had been for the right reasons, but if he was a distraction to Hummel…bonus.

"Ladies and Gentlemen, it is my pleasure to introduce the Director of the New York Academy of Dramatic Arts, Madame Carmen Tibideaux."

There were a few soft gasps when the lights were significantly dimmed. However, the effect was appreciated when Carmen appeared in a spotlight. It was a Dramatic Arts school after all. Rustling could be heard behind her which Sebastian assumed had something to do with what Blaine had planned.

This should be interesting.

"Good afternoon and welcome to NYADA's vocal performance re-auditions, better known as the Dirty Dozen auditions" Carmen said with the aura of regalness she was known for. "You might have heard this year we only have six candidates. To explain why, I must first tell you a story."

Yup, interesting. Sebastian loved it when he was right.

"As a part of last year's application process, I received a video of a production of West Side Story. The applicant played Maria, and she was quite good, but I was drawn to the boy playing Tony. He had a star quality I have rarely seen. When I inquired as to his application, imagine my dismay when I found there wasn't one. It turned out he was only a Junior so I moved on. After all, I am a busy woman."

A giggle echoed through the audience. Sebastian knew how well that would play on the live stream.

"Months later I found myself at a random high school in Ohio to audition two finalists and who did I see? You guessed it…Tony. He was only there to support the finalists but I remembered him. Later, after interviewing the Show Choir advisor about the finalists, I asked about Tony. What he told me had me questioning what I remembered but it wasn't the appropriate time to dig further."

"Then, although I hadn't planned to do so, I attended last year's National Show Choir Champions in Chicago. The instant Tony appeared onstage I chastised myself for doubting his talent. He was everything I remembered and so much more. For the record, the afore mentioned advisor had the audacity to ask about an opening here at NYADA."

Puck nudged Santana who nodded, indicating she had known. While Puck was a little surprised by her response, he wasn't surprised by his former advisor's actions. Mr. Schue's Broadway dream wasn't a secret and he wouldn't have put it past him to see NYADA as a step to get there. He refocused his attention, wondering what else he would find out.

Carmen hadn't missed a beat. "Needless to say, when I said no and admonished him for lying to me about Tony, the depths of his jealousy became clear."

"What is the point to my story? Despite being the secondary actor on an audition video, an audience member I shared no personal time with and a woefully underused performer, sabotaged by the worst case of unprofessional behavior I've seen in a supposed educator…I remembered Tony."

Blaine told Sebastian and Sam Carmen planned to go hard at Schuester, but DAMN!

"So now, when it comes to finalists/candidates, I have just one question. Were they memorable? Unfortunately, at a primary audition held on Tuesday, six were quite memorable but for all the wrong reasons. This is why unlike the 12 candidates of the past, the Dirty Dozen, we have six candidates today. And what of my Tony? Sadly, I lost him to Julliard. Yes, my Tony was none other than today's Special Guest Blaine Anderson and I have no doubt his performance will be memorable."

"Ladies and gentlemen, Blaine Anderson."

TBC