Okay so I decided to turn this into a chapter fic. This one is really long for one that was meant to be quite short but I hope it works. Seriously though, tell me what you think and don't hold back lol!

Scene: Set straight after 2.10, Aaron and Serena went back to their homes and Aaron is meeting her for breakfast with the family. Blair and Nate are friends, and Blair is helping Jenny out by setting up a deal with Eleanor even though Rufus thinks she's going back to school(that will be explained more in later chapters).

A/N-Don't own.

"You're in trouble." Serena sang happily, as she sat next to Chuck at the breakfast table.

"Well hello to you too sis." Chuck replied sarcastically.

"What date is it today?" Serena asked the table at large.

"The nineteenth. Why?" Lily replied suspiciously.

"No reason." Serena shrugged innocently, casting Chuck a smug look.

He paled. "The nineteenth? You're sure?" He asked Lily urgently.

"Yes." Lily replied confused.

"What is so important about the nineteenth?" Bart asked.

"Not the nineteenth, the eighteenth. Also know as the day that Blair Cornelia Waldorf hosts her 18th birthday party. For her closest friends attendance is mandatory." Serena smiled. "And I don't believe I saw you last night Chuck."

He glared at her.

"And it was quite a party. What with Eleanor dumping her boyfriend in the middle of the party, Blair actually feeling remorse and going after him only to find out he'd played her. Cindy Lauper even made a guest appearance."

"Cindy Lauper?" Bart asked skeptically.

"Long story." Serena rolled her eyes. "Oh and Aaron invited some of his college friends. B was mad at first but when she saw how much they were enjoying the party she let them stay. After all, if her friends can't be bothered to show up..."

"I get it Serena."

"And remember what happened last year when her "boyfriend" missed her party? She moved on with somebody else pretty quickly afterwards, didn't she Chuck?"

A frantic knocking at the door interrupted his scathing reply. "Oh Mom I forgot to tell you, I invited Blair and Aaron for breakfast." Serena called over her shoulder.

"Mathew get me a scotch." Chuck ordered, ignoring Bart's disapproving look. "A large one." He winced, after hearing a shriek of "SERENA!"

"He's moving in!" Blair wailed as soon as Serena opened the door.

"Umm, good morning." Serena laughed, bemused. "Come right on in," She rolled her eyes sardonically as Blair flounced past her and plopped down at the breakfast table.

"Mr and Mrs Bass." She nodded, competely ignoring the one other occupant of the table.

"They've barely even been dating a month and already they're moving in together." Blair continued, she stole a piece of toast off Serena's plate and continued to talk as she ate.

"Ahh, so you've heard." A voice came from behind her. Blair swung her head around to see Serena's new artist boyfriend smiling at her.

"Heard?" She snapped, not in the mood to be polite.

"That our parents are engaged." Aaron nodded.

"Engaged! Who said anything about marriage!"

"They didn't tell you? Dad proposed last night."

"WHAT!"

Lily and Bart winced and appeared to eat more quickly..

Footsteps came hurrying down the hall and Eric emerged from the doorway.

"I heard shouting, Is everything okay?" Eric asked, eying the occupants of the room warily.

"Yes." Serena answered at the same time Blair shrieked;

"No!"

"Blair just got some surprising news." Serena assured them, putting her arm around her friend and muttering in her ear, "Grace Kelly, Grace Kelly, Grace Kelly!"

"Screw Grace Kelly!" Blair pushed her away, "She allowed her husband to take over her life! And my mother is susceptible to do the same if she gets remarried!"

"My father told me you were prone to overreacting." Aaron laughed.

Blair turned on him. "Overreacting?" She whispered, deathly quiet.

"Should I be concerned?" Bart murmured in his son's ear.

"For Blair? No," Chuck smirked, "Aaron on the other hand..."

"And that's my cue to leave." Eric practically ran out of the room.

"Yes overreacting." Aaron nodded. "I presume that is why they decided to ease into telling you about the engagement."

"Your father played me for a fool." Blair realized, "He tells me all about Vietnam and that lioness that he falls in love with, he gives me enough ammunition to use against him. Then he springs Cindy Lauper on me knowing that I'll feel guilty and tell my mother the truth! And now I find out he's proposing behind my back!"

"Waldorf I never thought I'd see the day but you really have lost your touch if you fell for that."

Blair stiffened upon hearing his voice. "Stay out of this Bass or I will-"

"You'll what?" Chuck smirked.

"Hey Blair at least you'll still have the house to yourself if they do get married Aaron has his own apartment remember." Serena supplied helpfully, glaring at Chuck.

"Actually..."

"No! No, no, no, no! I am an only child. I do not share my house with anyone."

"Put it this way Waldorf. At least now you have three Fathers. Although Eleanor might not want to leave Roman alone with this husband..." Chuck sniggered.

Chuck was extremely grateful that looks couldn't kill because he would be six feet under by now.

"Charles that was uncalled for." Bart reprimanded, and Lily gave him a reproachful look.

Blair's phone rang before she could reply. "What?" She snapped.

Chuck strained to hear the answer on the other end. "Hello to you too Blair."

"What do you want Nate?" She demanded.

"I was just calling to say sorry for missing your party last night."

"At least one of my exes bothered." Blair glared at Chuck who glared right back.

"And I was wondering if you'd heard anything about Jenny's meeting...?" Nate asked hopefully.

Blair rolled her eyes. "Eleanor's considering giving her a 10% stake in the company in return for ideas and craftsmanship."

"Is that good?" Nate asked.

Blair decided to tell the truth, "Truthfully I'd say Jenny could get another 3%, 5% even if Eleanor's in a good mood, which she usually is nowadays." She scowled.

"And if Jenny so happens to call around later will Eleanor still be in a good mood?"

"What exactly are you insinuating Archibald?"

"Blair I know you, and if you're planning something against Cyrus then I don't want my girlfriend caught in the middle of it." Nate said plainly.

"Tell Jenny she has until 3pm to get the papers signed. After that I make no promises." She snapped her phone shut. "What?" Everyone the room was looking at her.

Lily recovered first. "That...that was very nice of you Blair." She seemed shocked.

Blair looked affronted, "You sound surprised."

Everyone busied themselves with their plates and didn't reply. Aaron however didn't back down.

"Well you don't seem the type who would help another unless there was something in it for you." Aaron observed.

"Aaron!" Serena cried. "Blair he doesn't mean it." She said rather unconvincingly. "He does have a point though. What are you getting out of it?"

"Nice to know whose side you're on S." Blair said, looking hurt.

"Oh my God Blair thank you! I was on my way to visit Eric when Nate text me." Jenny squealed, rushing into the room, dragging a very reluctant Eric in behind her. She was about to give Blair a hug before she pulled back. "You are helping me right? This isn't just another plot?"

"We really need to get a lock for that door." Bart murmured quietly in Lily's ear. Neither of them were able to tear their eyes away from the train wreck that was

"You know what?" tears pricked Blair's eyes, "Since I'm apparently so evil, the next time any of you have a problem I'm just going to act like my usual selfish self, and stay right out of it. Sort out your own problems for a change."

"Waldor-" Chuck tried but Blair turned on him.

"That includes you. I'm sick of people treating me like dirt." She said coldly before storming out of the room.

"You know when you said you'd clear your schedule I had no idea you'd canceled on Blair." Bart remarked, breaking the silence.

Chuck sighed, "Neither did I."

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"Miss Blair, it time to get up."

"Go away Dorota, I'm sleeping." Blair swatted the maid's hands away.

"You be sleeping for two days now Miss Blair. You get up and face the day. Remember it is your birthday today."

"Good, I can now officially move to Alaska. I hear it's nice this time of year." She buried her head under her covers.

"Miss Serena and Mister Nate call. They worried about you." Dorota frowned.

Blair let out a scathing laugh. "Since when? Did Serena kill another guy? Because if it's not Chuck then I'm not interested."

The maid glared at the bulky, blanket-covered-mass-of-self pity that had been her priority ever since she had first started working for Waldorf's all those years ago. It was at times like this she wished that she had listed to her papa when he told her that she should marry good man. Lord knows even the drunkard he had chosen would have been easier to handle...

"If you still mad you should go out and show friends what they are missing." She suggested evenly.

The blanket stirred a little and the maid smiled in satisfaction.

"Did Daddy call?" Crap.

"No Miss Blair, I sure he busy with work. He send present in mail." The maid winced as she saw the blanket drop back down.

"Mister Chuck visit earlier too." She said nonchalantly. This got a reaction. She sighed with relief as a flushed young woman emerged from underneath the comforter.

"What did he say?" Blair demanded. "Tell me everything!"

At least she back to normal. "He ask to talk to you, say you were not answering your phone. I tell him you sick and he give strange laugh and look at me as if I fool. He finally tell me to make sure you ready by 7:30pm and he would pick you up then. He also say to make sure you eaten." Much as she disapproved of that Bass boy's effect on her Miss Blair she could not deny that he at least cared.

"So he just thinks he can waltz in here and expect me to drop everything? For all he knows I could have plans. You know what, I'm not going to go." Blair crossed her arms across her chest to give her words emphasis but Dorota saw her sneak a nervous glance at the clock.

"Of course Miss Blair." She turned to leave. 3,2,1...

"Dorota where are you going?" Blair snapped, jumping up and racing towards her closet. "I need to find an outfit fast." She started flicking through dresses. "What?" She asked when the maid shot her a look. "I'm not going to go! I'm just...I'm...A lady is ready for all scenarios!"

"Of course Miss Blair. Whatever you say" (Years of practice of not rolling her eyes really paid off at times like this).

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Chuck paced nervously as he waited in the elevator on his way up to the Waldorf penthouse. He would never admit it but he was worried; Blair had seemed genuinely upset when she had left the apartment. Sure she was acting like a spoilt brat, then again when didn't she, but it was a big deal for her.

When her Dad had left it was he who had picked up the pieces, Serena was off gallivanting around at boarding school (because no-one could live away from home for a full year and not have any fun. Really, the born again virgin act was getting old fast), Nate spent more time getting high and dreaming of barstools and blonds, and as for Eleanor... Better to leave that can of worms closed.

Now the elevator had come to a stop and he stepped out into the foyer. Any second now that scary foreign maid that Blair adored would come up behind him and give him that look. The one that said; I-hate-you-for-corrupting-my-bosses-prissy-uptight-daughter-but-thank-you-for-taking-care-and-consequently-falling-in-love-with-said-bosses-daughter, all in one glare.

"Hehem." Yep, there it was. "Miss Blair instructed that you wait here."

"Why thank you Dorota, I'll be sure to tell her you passed on the message." He winked as he passed the haughty maid and continued up the stairs.

"Chuck!" Blair gasped when she saw him standing in her doorway a few minutes later. "I told Dorota to make sure you stayed downstairs."

Chuck, for one of the rare moments in his life, was rendered speechless. "You look..."

Blair smirked triumphantly and gave him a twirl. For the life of him he could not figure out how one girl could make a simple red dress, with a full necked collar he might add, look so unbelievably sexy. She had her hair perfectly curled and her trademark hairband in place with a red silk bow that matched the oversized one around her waist. She was almost the same height as him in her five inch Manolo's, and her lips were coated with the fire engine red lipstick that she knew he loved.

She was playing with fire and he knew that he stayed there any longer then he would most definitely get burned.

He cleared his throat, "The limo is waiting outside," He quickly left, not able to remain in the room that had both ruined, and quite possibly saved, his relationship with Blair.

As if she was following his train of thought she grabbed her purse and followed him out, barely pausing to say goodbye to Dorota on the way out.

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"Where are we going?" She asked quietly when the limo stopped at a traffic light.

He turned to her and smirked, "That's for me to know and you to find out."

Blair let out a laugh, "Really Chuck? Me to know and you to find out? What are we, five?"

His smirk turned into a glare. "Bitch."

She shrugged happily.

"Takes one to know one." They mimicked together, before laughing and unconsciously moved closer to one another.

"Sorry I missed your party." Chuck said quietly a few minutes later. "Bart and I went to a hockey game." He looked at her. "I completely forgot, otherwise I would have been there."

"It's okay. I know how important Bart is to you. I probably would have done the same thing for Daddy, had he bothered to show up." There was a slight tinge of bitterness in her tone that Chuck didn't fail to pick up on.

"Blair..."

"So how was the game?" She asked a little too brightly, "Did the Ravers win?"

"Rangers." He corrected, smiling at her. "They lost. Quite spectacularly actually, Father insists that we keep going back until they win."

"Sounds like the Rangers are in for a bad season." They smiled conspiratorially. This was what he missed most about him and Blair, the easy conversation and battle of wits. They understood each other better then anyone else, they knew each other better then anybody else.

"I think we're here." He said as the limo slowed down. He stepped out before turning and helping Blair do the same.

"Chuck!" Blair exclaimed when she saw where they were. "You brought me to Victrola?"

"Waldorf just trust me." Chuck rolled his eyes and offered her his arm.

"SURPRISE!"

Blair looked around in shock at the hundreds of UES that were flooding the burlesque club.

"You didn't..."

"It's yours for the night. You can thank me later." He winked at her before allowing himself to be swept away by the crowd.

"B!" A flash of blond hair was all she saw before she was smothered. "I am so sorry!"

Blair just patted her best friend on the shoulder, her eyes were glued on the back of a certain UES playboy's head.

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When Blair got home late that night, blocking her ears from the giggles that were coming from her Mom and Cyrus' room (she wasn't even going to go there) She found a small box laying on her pillow. There was a note attached;

B,

Sorry again for missing your party, I know you didn't have much fun at it so I decided,

okay so Serena decided for me, to throw you a better one. Without the old cronies. Happy Birthday.

-C

PS- I would say that I hope you liked my present but I have excellent taste so we both know you're going to love it.

Blair let out a laugh at his presumption before slowly opening the box and gazing at the small necklace and bracelet set it contained. Both items were pure silver with diamond butterflies set into every enclave. Damn Basshole, he knew her far too well.