A/N: I think I had Blake take a speech class, which was based off of me taking a speech class for my senior year. For our last assignment/speech we had to do appreciation speeches and I did my speech on my brother.

Warning: A lot of big dialogue coming up because it's a speech Blake is going to give.

Time Stamp:2/8/16

Summary: Blast to June, 2015. Blake has to do an appreciation speech for his speech class and he's not exactly sure he knows who to give it on. Who is he going to give it on? His mother, Aunt Robin, Uncle Charles, Dean, Alex or Dylan?

Blake appreciated six people who was in his life. He knew Dylan would love it if Blake gave a speech on him. Alex would probably just groan and say that it's a little girly, but he knew Alex would secretly enjoy it. Aunt Robin and Uncle Charles would like it. Dean would probably been to busy working to show up for it. His mother would…actually he had no idea how she would react to it.

Blake wasn't sure who to choose. He and his mother have a complicated 'bond' to be honest. Uncle Charles would probably be in prison, but that would be a little hard. His uncle was racist and had tattoos. His classmates would be offended and accuse him of being racist.

Aunt Robin probably can't make it and Blake didn't want to bother her to much.

Dylan and Alex would want to get out of class, regardless.

Blake crossed out Dean, Robin and Charles's names on the piece of paper. It left his mother and his friends' names. He looked at the names again, realizing that he had to hurry. He jumped back and forth from name to name, trying to decide.

He figured that everyone would assume he would chose Dylan. He felt bad and guilty when he crossed off Dylan's name. Blake looked back and forth from his mother to Alex. He had a feeling that his classmates would choose their parents or close to that.

He finally made his decision.

Blake had to think of a good starter sentence to get and hold the class's attention, before he gave the speech. He looked at the open document and tried to come up with something.

He looked around at the other students and looked back at the computer screen. He finally came up with a starter sentence, well more of a rough draft of a sentence. He can always change it.

"You can say," Dylan started and had to think about it.

Blake looked at his best friend. "Say what?"

"Maybe you can start a conversation with your mom about how to take over the world." Alex said as he walked up.

"Taking over the world?" Blake asked as he looked over at Alex.

"I was thinking more along the lines of something that she had said," Dylan said.

"What are we talking about?" Alex asked. He gave a brief one-armed side hug to Dylan and nodded to Blake.

Blake nodded back to his friend. He knew that Alex and Dylan would've kissed or something, but no one would want to see that. They would've gotten in trouble for hugging, but completely ignore the couple that was making out in front of the library. He explained what the assignment was about.

"Just start with you asking your mom about who your dad is and her response," Dylan asked.

"I don't know who he is. For all I know, I could be a mixture of all those guys," Blake said.

Alex looked confused, "is that even possible?"

"It's possible for twins to have different dads," Dylan stated.

Alex and Blake looked at him. Alex was the one to ask, "how the hell do you know that?"

"Unlike you, I look up shows on the internet and find stuff like that," Dylan replied.

Alex scoffed, "don't be such a caveman."

Dylan had no clue what that was supposed to mean. "If I was a caveman and if you were a woman, I would be dragging you back to my cave by your hair."

Alex looked at Blake, "this is the weird stuff he says to me."

Blake looked at him, "I think he's trying to flirt with you."

"That's not a way to flirt with someone," Alex replied. He thought about the argument about making out that he had with Dylan. "He once said that he wanted to sacrifice me to Celtic gods."

Blake looked at Dylan. Dylan replied, "that was because I was pissed off at you."

The class clapped when the girl finished her speech and went back to her desk.

"Next up, is Blake," the teacher said.

Blake winced and went up to the podium. He looked at his mother and then at the paper. He looked at his mother and said, "you're not the world's greatest mother, compared to the other examples."

Christina didn't look amused at what her son said and looked more annoyed at how some students snickered.

Blake continued, "you got pregnant with me at an orgy and gave birth to me in the middle of a circus. You tried to talk Dean into adopting me, but he can't because he travels to much and you even considered sending me to a 'troubled teen' place. To be completely honest, Dylan even told me that you're probably not parent-material."

"You have your faults, but I still appreciate you being there for me, in your own way." Blake continued, "even though you tried giving me up, you still kept me, so that counts for something." He looked at the speech and back at his mother. "In books and on TV shows, they have kids and parents arguing which always end up with them making up. I never really got that because I never really argued with my mom."

"When I was at the store with my mom and friends, there was this group of guys who were insulting us. They were saying the usual insults. My mom stepped in to defend us. I'll ask, how many of you would be embarrassed to have your mom defend you? I wasn't embarrassed, but I was thankful for her defending us."

He paused and looked at the paper. He looked at his mother, "I'm sorry for trying to kill myself." He heard the boy with autism gasp. Blake wasn't sure how he didn't see the scars on his arms.

He noticed how he managed to get to get the speech to end on time. He walked over and hugged his mother.

A/N: I know it's short, both the chapter and the six chapters part, but I kind of wanted to finish this and mark it as complete. I kind of want to get it out of the way.