The Warbler Overheard

When Dwight tried to knock on the Tweedle's door for the seventh time, but stopped before his hand made contact with the smooth, dark wood he knew he was being ridiculous. Sure, these two were only demons who couldn't be trusted and were obviously sent here to test him, but they were also his friends and he cared about everyone in Windsor. He had arrived out of breath and frantic, but after pausing to catch his breath he realised that what he was about to do was probably as dangerous as inviting a vampire over the threshold and therefore his hand had stopped half-way.

So as Dwight's fisted hand came towards to wood once more he was a little annoyed for it to open before he actually knocked. The twins simply stood there looking at him wearing matching smirks, as if they knew exactly what he was thinking.

"Hello, Dwight."

"What can we-"

"-do for-"

"-you?"

With an annoyed glare, the hunter simply pushed past them and said, "Shut up for once and let me in. I don't have time for your silly mind games."

With a twin "Oooooooh" behind him, they closed the door and joined him on either side of the lush white couch Dwight was sat on.

"Tweedles, we have a problem."

"We didn't do it!" they chorused back quickly.

Dwight ignored them with a wave of his hand. "No, shut up you two and listen for a moment. I don't want to know what mischief you may or may or have been up to, and I know that you're always up to something." He gave both of them a pointed look, to which each replied with a shrug of the shoulders and a what-can-you-do expression before returning to their usual maniacal grins. "I'm being serious. The Knave has asked Alice to the Prom."

The smiles froze on the twin's faces as they stared at the dark-haired, pale boy in between them.

"That's not funny, Dwight." Ethan said angrily.

"Alice is going to Prom with the White Rabbit. Everyone knows that." Evan snapped.

"Well Blaine has to actually ask Kurt for that to happen." Dwight retorted. "And he hasn't, so Logan thinks he can jump right in and have a go."

Two sets of pale-blue eyes narrowed as they turned to each other.

"He wouldn't." said one.

"He would!" replied the other.

The two looked at each other before facing the boy between them. "Dwight, tell us exactly what happened."

"Well I was heading to the library to see if I could find any more information on Kurt's curse," two pairs of eyes rolled when Dwight said this, "when I passed the practice room." Dwight explained. "I could hear Kurt singing through the open door but before I had the chance to go back and investigate, Logan slipped in." Dwight brought a fist down on one of the cushions lying on the couch the three were perched on. "Kurt was all upset and sniffly, Logan tried comforting him and next thing I know he's asking Kurt to Prom!"

"Well?" The blonde boys glared at him. "What did he say?"

Dwight flapped his arms, throwing his hands in the air, the picture of irritation and panic. "I couldn't hear him! Kurt was speaking quietly, you know like he does when he's feeling all self-conscious." He looked to the twins for confirmation and they nodded at this and motioned for him to continue. "And Logan was telling Kurt how he'd be the perfect gentleman and that he'd do anything Kurt wanted and then I ran straight here! I mean, you fiends know Logan best-"

"You mean you didn't stick around to hear what he said?" came the incredulous cry from his left.

"No." cried Dwight. "I ran straight here. I mean, why would Kurt say yes?

"Logan can be quite ... persuasive when he wants to be."

"Or when he wants something."

"Or someone."

The two Brightmans looked at each other warily.

"Well I'm not sure." Dwight's voice didn't sound too convinced to any of their ears. I mean, Kurt wasn't doing anything when Logan had his hands all over him."

The twin's eyes were practically bulging out of their sockets right now. It would have been quite comical if it weren't for the seriousness of the situation.

"Yeah," Dwight continued, "stroking his leg and fingers and stuff. Grabbing his wrist. It was creepy."

"I think we need to have a chat with our dear Knave." said quietly, turning to Ethan.

"Yes, a friendly little chat." He replied before they simultaneously stood up and walked out of the room, just in time to see a Dalton blazer whip out of site as the wearer turned a corner and leaving a very thoroughly confused looking Dwight.

"David!" came a cry. "DAVID!"

He'd searched all over Dalton Academy. From the classrooms of the South and Main buildings to the Warblers' Hall (now suspiciously empty). Finally Wes rounded a corner of the library, narrowly missing a precariously stacked pile of dusty looking books which looked like they'd been there since Dalton first opened and spotted Katherine, who was chatting away animatedly to Merrill, both completely ignoring the 'Quiet please' sign hung directly above them from the Library's high ceiling.

"Katherine, Merril. Have either of you seen David? It's urgent."

"Yes," Katherine replied. "He's just gone to look up some books for one of Murdoch's essays with -"

"David, there you are!" Wes cried as his best friend appeared from behind the next shelf, clutching a heavy-looking textbook.

"Somebody yell my name?" he smiled, going to sit next to Katherine at the small table she and the Hanover girl were at. She slipped her tiny hand into his as he smiled down at her before blushing and turning back to discussing Prom dresses with Merrill.

"I've been looking for you everywhere! Listen, we've got real problems here. Bordering on another house war, in fact."

Katherine and Merrill broke off their conversation and turned to Wes whilst David stopped watching Katherine and faced his friend.

"What's happened?" asked Merrill. "Your gavel been taken hostage by the Stuarts again and you don't want to pay the ransom? Because if that's the case I'm not helping you get it back. I overheard Charlie talking to Justin about Pavarotti and the resulting fall out so I am not taking any sides here." She finished and crossed her arms with a flourish. Katherine giggled.

"No, no. This is way more important." Four pairs of eyebrows rose at this.

"Are you feeling OK, Wes?" asked Katherine tentatively.

"Yeah, want us to take you to see the nurse?" David added, trying and failing to suppress a smile.

"Ha ha. Very funny. Amused are we?" Wes retorted. "No. It's much more important because it's about Kurt." The smiles all froze at once and turned to looks of alarm. "Logan's asked him to Prom! He cornered Kurt in the Warblers' Hall earlier and asked him! Awfully persuasive too. Had his hands all Kurt stroking his legs and hands and everyth-"

* CRASH *

Wes spun around to see Blaine. A pile of textbooks lay at his feet whilst several sheets of music fluttered quietly to the floor before lying still. His hands were still in front of him, fingers twitching as if trying to grab hold of anything but only touching air as their previous contents lay at Blaine's feet. His face was pale and growing whiter by the second but what scared Wes the most was the expression on his friend's face.

Horror, fear, shock, anguish, pain, confusion, dismay, anger and sadness flashed through his eyes in the briefest of moments, one after the other in quick succession before settling on hurt.

Then, before anyone could move or say a word, Blaine turned and fled from the room, his shoes pounding on the floor and blazer hanging open, fluttering like some twisted cape. Wes, David, Katherine and Merrill simply stayed there, too stunned too move.

*Wrings hands nervously* So what did we think? And yes, I decided to keep with Monique's tradition of having accidental eavesdroppers. I mean in Dalton so far we've had Bailey, the Tweedles, Kurt, Reed and I'm sure that Han knows a lot more than he says he does but now we get to add Dwight and Wes to the list. Poor Blaine though, Katherine tried to tell Wes that Blaine was there, but he just ploughed on.

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So a great big THANK YOU to everyone who reads this. And in the mean time I'm going to set up supplies to help keep me awake tonight until Born This Way is on :D Somewhere Only We Know and As If We Never Said Goodbye - just WOW.

Next week: Blaine's on the lookout for a certain prefect, just imagine the fall out!