A/N: Hey guys! So first off, I would like to say how absolutely thrilled I was with the super glee episode. Blaine's transition from Robin in "Everybody Wants to Rule the World" to "Nightbird"? Officially the best thing ever (yes, this is a hint as to where I am crossing over with). I think this chapter is mostly filler, but I'll have the next up tonight as well to make up for it.
Saturday Blaine found himself at the after-football party. He wasn't quite sure why he'd agreed to come. Maybe Sam was getting more persuasive (he'd insisted Blaine come since Artie was hosting and thus "all the glee kids need to be there!")? He suspected it had more to do with a growing desire to actually interact with others again. He'd been enjoying himself too- but then Sam had run off to help Artie with hosting and Brittany and Tina had disappeared to find alcohol. Marley and Unique had opted out of the party as had Ryder- Blaine didn't really blame them- which left Blaine with Jake, who seemed to think all the interaction appropriate was handing Blaine a solo cup full of who knows what before vanishing.
So now Blaine was standing in the middle of a crowd of people with a cup of something he did NOT want to drink, no company, and the beginnings of a headache from the pounding base. Maybe this had been an awful idea. Blaine wove through the crowd and into the kitchen so he could throw out his cup, then started for the door. He'd only just closed it when he was grabbed by the collar and yanked into the middle of the yard. Sure enough, there was one of Kitty's most dependable football jerks.
"What are you playing at?" he snarled before releasing Blaine with a shove so he stumbled backwards.
"You may have to be a little more specific," Blaine suggested. "I'm nerdy, not psychic." Football-jerk didn't seem amused.
"WE had an arrangement- do you want us to go back to daily slushies for your freak club?"
"Try it. I'll go to Figgins if I have to." Football-jerk grabbed him by the collar again.
"You think you're better than us? You're just a little-"
"What the hell, Samson?" Football-jerk (evidently Samson) and Blaine both turned their heads to look at Amanda who was standing by the door out of the house. "Don't gape at me, let him go!" Samson didn't seem inclined to listen to her, but did snap out of his surprise.
"Stay out of it."
"No," Amanda retorted, moving further into the yard. "Let go of my friend." Samson laughed, turning back to Blaine.
"You're hiding behind a cheerleader, huh? Not really surprised, you are practically a girl yourself. I bet you were leaving to find some guy's dick to-" Blaine reached up, broke Samson's grip and shoved him backwards. Samson fell on the ground with a thud.
"Shut the fuck up," he snapped. "New agreement: you and your teammates are going to completely stop the slushies, the locker shoves, the dumpster tosses, and everything else." Samson just blinked up at him.
"I… you think you can really do that?"
"I know Sam's one of the team captains, and he seem to like me. So does Coach Bieste, and the rest of the teachers. I'm also Class president, in case you forgot." Samson chuckled (though he looked a bit scared).
"None of that-"
"You know, Coach Sue was looking for a new group of people to hate," Amanda informed him, reminding both boys that she was present. "I wonder what would happen if I pointed out that the football players both cut down on the Cheerios on-field practice time and sideline our success?" Samson's eyes widened.
"Move along," Blaine suggested. Samson took his advice and rushed back into the party. "Thanks for the intervention." Amanda shrugged.
"We both know your threat was probably more dangerous," she pointed out. "Sue's just more outwardly alarming."
"Yeah, probably," Blaine agreed, still processing the feeling of actually standing up for himself for the first time in months- it made him feel a little lighter. "Anyway, I'm heading home now."
"Not a big partier?" Blaine shook his head. "Me neither. It's just a cheerleading rule to show up or something."
"Sam convinced me to come," Blaine offered. "And I did have fun until everyone ran off." Amanda frowned.
"I didn't know you guys were here! You're telling me I didn't have to spend an hour pretending to be interested by cheerleaders gossiping?" Blaine laughed and she smiled.
"Next time I'll make sure to tell you," he assured her before heading for his car. Amanda hesitated for a second before pulling out her phone, sending a text, then calling out after him.
"Hey, Blaine." He turned back around. "I know you're not a big partier but what would you say to one with no loud music, alcohol, or insane jocks?" Blaine tilted his head.
"Aka-" he prompted. Amanda's phone dinged and she pulled it out and smiled.
"Sleepover. Unique says her parents okayed you coming if you want." Blaine considered for a second. "Come on, non-partiers night in?" Blaine smiled.
*GLEE*
Blaine pulled up in front of the house and he and Amanda got out. It turned out Amanda didn't drive and had been planning on walking over to Unique's house. Blaine had thus given her a ride, stopping at his house to grab necessary sleepover things. The two headed for the door, chatting about previous sleepover experiences.
"Hello," Blaine but on his best "dapper Dalton face" as Unique's mother opened the door.
"Oh, you must be the other two friend's Wade's having over," the woman said with a smile.
"Thank you for letting us come over Mrs. Adams," Amanda offered as they were ushered into the house. Blaine tucked the fact that she had a "perfect polite child" face too away for future reference.
"Oh, I'm just glad Wade's making friends." Blaine felt the statement might have been directed at him a little more than Amanda, but at that moment Marley and Unique came down the stairs, both already in their pajamas.
"Hello!" Unique offered with a smile. Blaine wasn't quite sure how they'd gotten back on good terms after she blew up at him, but was happy for it either way. "Come on, the party's upstairs." With that, Blaine and Amanda were grabbed and drug up the stairs.
*GLEE*
"Alright," Unique declared. The other three looked over at her. It had been about half an hour since Blaine and Amanda had arrived, and now they were all wearing pajamas. They had also obtained a supply of snacks- popcorn and assorted candy- which were placed in the middle of Unique's bed while they sat in a circle around them. Various magazine's were scattered through the snacks- Blaine had just had a debate with Unique over Vogue during which, he was proud to say, he hadn't let his façade slip once.
Unique grinned almost conspiratorily as she leaned closer to the center, her motion mirrored by the other three.
"It is now time for the most time honored part of every girls night in," she announced. "It's dish time." Blaine now wished they were back to talking about fashion and Vogue.
"Oh, no," Marley half giggled. "Do we really-"
"You need to go first," Unique declared. "Unique wants to know all about your love triangle." Marley blushed slightly.
"I don't think its really-"
"Have you not seen Jake and Ryder making heart eyes at you?" Amanda asked. "I'm surprised they haven't attacked each other yet." The other three smiled as Marley continued to blush.
"Well I guess Ryder and I-"
"Oooh, so you like Ryder," Unique summarized.
"I didn't say- Amanda, what's your love situation?"
"Oh, I'm boring," Amanda dismissed. "There was sort of a guy back in New Jersey but then I moved all the way here."
"Are you still in touch?" Marley asked. Amanda shrugged.
"We've talked once or twice. Like I said, it wasn't serious."
"Did you kiss him?" Amanda nodded with a slight eye roll.
"Hold up. Are you saying you all have more experience than Unique?" Marley and Amanda laughed at Unique's quick flip to sass mode. She smiled as well. "I think we need to establish where everyone is. I'm a total innocent - physically anyway."
"Have some dirty thoughts going on there?" Amanda teased. Unique glared before shifting her focus.
"Now, I think there's someone in here who might actually have details to spill." The three turned their attention to Blaine. "Now, as a senior-" Unique trailed off once she actually looked over at Blaine, who had now pulled his knees up to his chest and looked the definition of uncomfortable.
"Are you okay?" Blaine smiled to the extent of his ability.
"Fine," he shook off their concerns. "Just… lost in my thoughts."
"I think someone else is having dirty thoughts," Unique suggested. "Do tell." Blaine struggled with the words for a little while.
"Hey, maybe we should-" Blaine cut over Amanda's attempts at a subject change.
"I'll be right back." He then jumped to his feet, announced he had to go to the bathroom, and raced out, leaving Marley and Unique in shock and Amanda with an expression of horror.
"What?" Unique asked.
"He just broke up with his boyfriend."
"That was before Grease. It seemed like he'd bounced back." Amanda shrugged slightly to indicate "clearly not". Unique and Marley glanced at each other.
"New plan," Unique announced. "We are getting the ice cream and silly movies out; it's time to cheer someone up."