Our heartfelt little moment was broken by a loud crash from upstairs. We ran upstairs to see what was going on, since it sounded like it came from Kurt's room. I banged on the closed door, but knew enough to not barge right it. I've done that enough times to learn my lesson. I heard someone shout an out of breath "Just a minute." We waited outside the door until it was open from the inside. Kurt and Blaine were wearing shorts and t-shirts now, but they were obviously just thrown on. Blaine was still sitting on the pile of what was once the bed.
"What the hell happened in here?" I asked when I saw what a complete mess there was in the room.
"Um… the bed sort of broke…" Kurt said turning a very bright shade of red. I just rolled my eyes at that.
"Are you two both alright?" Carol asked while laughing a little. Blaine winced a little when he tried to get up.
"I'm ok, but I don't think Blaine is." Kurt said.
"I'll be fine." Blaine said (an octave higher than he normally spoke). Carol shot me a look, so I decided to step out of the room for a minute so she could do her nurse thing. I went into Blaine's room to make sure the bed was still made so that they could stay in there tonight. That way we could wait until tomorrow to fix the bed. It looked like the boys were going to be learning all about power tools, since I was going to make them do most of the work. A few minutes later I saw Carol returning to Kurt's room with an ice pack. I finally went back into Kurt's room to let the boys know we'd fix the bed tomorrow. I could already tell that having a married couple in the house would be a handful.
"Are you OK, Blaine?" I asked when I saw him lying on the bed holding an ice pack on his lap.
"He's fine. He's just being overly dramatic." Kurt tried to say, but Blaine glared daggers at him before announcing to the room that he broke his penis. Carol simply laughed and walked out of the room, shaking her head.
"I get that you guys didn't get a honeymoon, but I can't have you destroying the house. Why don't you go into Blaine's room for tonight and tomorrow we can fix your bed Kurt?" I said to them. They both nodded and looked a little embarrassed. They walked into Blaine's room, well, Kurt walked and Blaine limped, and shut the door. I was about to say my usual "Door open," but I guess I couldn't really do that anymore.
A few days later I found Kurt and Blaine on the loveseat, both looking at something on the laptop. I walked behind them to see what they were looking at. The current website showed all different types of tuxedos.
"Those look pretty fancy." I said to them as I went over to sit on the couch.
"Well, we want to look our best." Blaine said.
"For prom?" I asked. I knew immediately that something was wrong when I saw both of their mouths drop open.
"Oh my god! We forgot about prom. It's Senior Prom. We just have to go. I've been so focused on planning a wedding reception that I forgot prom is next week. I can't believe that we could miss it. Blaine, go call someone and see how we can still get tickets. I'll call and see who in glee is getting a limo or going out for pictures. What will we wear?" Kurt said in a rush, standing in the middle of the living room spinning around, as if he could find something to wear in there.
"Kurt, calm down. I know that Finn just bought his and Rachel's tickets today, so they are still selling them. My friend at the tux shop can get you a discount on a rental and he owes me a favor, so he shouldn't mind rushing to pull something together at the last minute. Just, please no kilt this year." I said, trying to calm Kurt. Blaine walked back in the room and announced he was able to get in touch with someone at the school and that they would be able to buy their tickets tomorrow. I called my friend and he said he could get me two tuxes, but we had to go over now for measurements.
Finn heard the commotion and decided to go with us to the tux shop, since he also needed something to wear, and of course didn't plan ahead. We arrived just in time before they closed. While I spoke with my friend, the boys started to look around the shop to pick out the style they wanted. Blaine and Finn were trying to convince Kurt that they should all wear bright color leisure suits. Blaine was holding up a bright orange suit with a ruffled shirt, and Finn had a matching one in powder blue. Kurt was clearly trying to hold in a scream, but calmly told them that there was no way any of them were going to wear anything that gaudy.
We all went into the back once the boys picked out what they liked. Technically Kurt picked out all three, but we can pretend, can't we. Finn went first, getting fitted for a tux with a light blue vest to match Rachel's prom dress. Blaine went next, getting fitted for a simple black tux.
"What color accent should you get to match your date?" The tailor asked him. Blaine looked to Kurt and asked him.
"Hey Kurt, what color is my date going to be wearing?"
"I think your should get a dark red shirt with a black tie and vest if you want to match your date perfectly." Kurt said, attempting not to laugh. Kurt went next to get his. He had chosen the same black tux as Blaine.
"And what accent color do you need?" He was asked. Kurt, ever ready with a quip, quickly responded.
"I'm going to need a black shirt with a dark red tie and vest to match my gorgeous prom date over there." Kurt said while winking at Blaine, who smiled and blushed a little. The tailor was a little taken back, but smiled and finished taking his notes. I laughed a little with my friend, who had known Kurt since he was little.
Once everyone had their tuxes picked out and paid for, we headed home with three suit bags. Normally, when you rent a suit, you only get it for a day or two, but since they knew they were going to be very busy with all the prom tuxes going out, it was easier to let us take these early instead of adding to the crowd that they would have to deal with the day before prom. It helped that I've known the owner since high school. When we got back to the house, there was a fashion show for Carol, who was dying to see the boys in their prom attire.
The next week found us getting ready for the senior prom. After the fiasco last year, everyone was a little nervous, but we were more prepared. I had called Figgins early in the week to tell him that under no circumstances could he announce Kurt or Blaine's name as prom queen, no matter how many votes they may get. I may have threatened him a little, but at least I was sure he wouldn't let the same thing happen as last year. I also spoke with Finn and Puck. They were planning on keeping an eye on Kurt and Blaine anyway, but after I asked them, they decided to recruit Mike and Artie as well. While Artie wasn't as good at defending, once he rolled into the middle of a fight it stopped, since everyone was afraid of hitting a kid in a wheelchair. Friday night found the entire glee club in our backyard for pictures. First there were couple pictures, then the boys, then girls and then the whole group, as well as every combination you could think of. First there was Kurt and Blaine, then Finn and Rachel, then Santana and Brittany, then Puck and Lauren. After that was Mercedes and David, Artie and Quinn, Mike and Tina, then a few other kids I didn't recognize. Kurt had gotten into the picture with all the guys, but then stepped out for a second shot, and joined the girls or one of their pictures, since he was an "honorary girl". Once every possible picture was taken, they piled into two limos to take them to the prom. They had gotten a really good deal since Puck "knew a guy". I didn't ask any questions, but was prepared to go pick up a truckload of kids if the limo turned out to be unreliable and left everyone there.
After all the kids left, we went inside with all the parents that had come over for pictures. We had invited everyone ahead of time for a party since we knew they would all be free as well. And that way we were all in one place in case there was a problem and we needed to go get any kids. A few parents decided not to drink in case anyone needed to pick up the kids, but everyone else got to enjoying themselves. The Berry's, Mrs. Jones and surprisingly a slightly tipsy Carol started singing around the piano. I guess the kids had to get it from somewhere. Between Carol and me, we had known almost every one of the parents there since elementary school, so no one was that shy. With all the glee club competitions, we had gotten to know everyone much better. There was one couple we didn't know, who had come up to introduce themselves as David's parents. It took me a minute to realize who they were talking about. David was Blaine's friend from Dalton that was now dating Mercedes. They thanked me for taking in Blaine, and said that David was so much happier now, due mostly to Kurt and Blaine. If Kurt and Blaine hadn't of gotten together, Mercedes and David never would have met.
A few hours later, the party was winding down, everyone saying they should head home before the prom is over. Quite a few parents said that they didn't trust their kids to be home alone with their prom dates. We didn't have that problem in our house, mainly because no one seemed to care if parents were home. I of course didn't mention that to our guests. They didn't need to know that.
Around midnight a limo pulled up in front of our house to drop off the boys. Kurt and Blaine came right inside, grins on their faces. Finn was going to be staying at Rachel's that night, so he just ran in to grab a bag he had left by the door. At first, we didn't think it was a good idea, but Hiram had assured me that both he and Leroy would be home the whole time, and wouldn't be letting anything serious happen. They had only agreed so they kids wouldn't sneak off somewhere. The plan was for all the kids to go away for the weekend, but the parents had collectively refused to let anyone leave until Saturday morning. They would be too tired to be driving this late. The next day the entire glee club would be driving to Cedar Point Amusement Park and would be staying over for the weekend.
"So boys, how was prom?" Carol asked. They were smiling so that was a good sign.
"It was wonderful. No one gave us a hard time, or called us names, or voted us for prom queens. They just let us be." Blaine said with a grin.
"It really was great. I got to slow dance with my husband!" Kurt said, bouncing up and down a little while grabbing Blaine's hand.
"Who won prom king and queen?" I asked, relieved it wasn't Kurt or Blaine.
"Quinn, of course, she's been campaigning since junior prom, and surprisingly Artie. They aren't even a couple, but I guess all it took was going as Quinn's date for him to win. Finn and Puck had to lift his chair up on to the stage, since he wasn't even running for prom king. If he had known, he could have gone around the back way to get up on stage. And they had a really cute dance. Quinn sat on Artie's lap while he rolled around. I'm pretty sure I saw them making out in the limo on the way home, so we may see them going out soon." Kurt said, before yawning. Blaine's eyes were starting to droop shut, so Carol shooed them off to bed before we headed to bed ourselves.
The next morning the boys packed up the truck and head over to pick up Mercedes and David before driving to the amusement park. Which meant Carol and I had the house to ourselves for the entire weekend. With no kids!
A/N: I don't know what traditions are in other states, but I know almost every highschooler in NJ goes down the shore after prom. I figured in Ohio they would go somewhere nearby, and I personally, love roller coasters, so why should they!