Quinn grabbed her throat as she almost choked on her own saliva. No. This couldn't be happening. She stared at her advertisement for prom queen in shock. In big, bold letters across the sign:

FAG HAG

They couldn't be doing this to her. They couldn't make her decide between being prom queen and helping her friends. There had to be something she could do. She ripped the sign down, continuing on her way, until she came to her next poster.

She let out a little squeak.

QUEER QUEEN

She ripped this one down too and bolted down the hall, straight into her former Cheerio Coach's office. "Coach Sylvester! We have a problem!"

"What, are you pregnant again?" Sue sneered. Quinn whimpered, shoving the posters onto her desk. Sue's eyes lit up with anger. She glanced back up at Quinn. "Go get your other posters, they're probably the same way." Sue stood. Quinn nodded continuing down the hall.

As she got to the other poster, more and more horrible things were written. It nearly made her cry. This was so not fair. The only thing she had ever wanted for her high school life was to become prom queen. Now, because of her choice of friends, that wasn't going to happen.

Quinn froze, taking a deep breath. No, she couldn't fault Kurt for being gay and for wanting to go to the prom with his boyfriend. Of course, how could she be this selfish? All Kurt and Blaine wanted was to go to prom! And she wanted to be the Queen?

Quinn growled to herself, crumpling her poster and throwing it in the trash. She would make sure they got to go if it was the last thing she did.

The last thing Blaine expected to see sitting on the fountain on the main grounds of Dalton Academy for Boys was probably a unicorn or some other mythical creature. Brittany S. Pierce was probably second to last. He wouldn't have even noticed her if it wasn't for Nick.

"Dude, isn't that some chick from New Directions?" he asked, bumping his shoulder and gesturing in her direction. Blaine squinted.

"Uh…yeah. I guess I'll go see what she wants." Blaine cut over into that direction. "Hey Brittany." He greeted loudly. She glanced up.

"Kurt's dolphin, I need your help…" Brittany stood, "You're gay right?" Blaine blinked.

"Um, yes I am Brittany."

"I need your help being gay." Brittany declared. A few of the boys passing them snickered, but silenced when Blaine threw them a glare. He ignored how offensive that was. It was Brittany, after all.

"Okay Britt, this is an inside conversation." Blaine sighed, "Come on." She grabbed his hand as he brought her along back to his dorm room. He was happy to see that it was empty. That would be just what he needed, his roommate gawking at the pretty girl, who might just be a lesbian.

"No, about you being…gay, is this about Santana?" Blaine asked carefully. Brittany pouted.

"I guess…she said she loved me." Brittany confessed, "And we had sweet lady sex a lot." Blaine shifted uncomfortably. Yeah, really glad his roommate wasn't in.

"Okay, does Artie know about this?" Blaine asked.

"No, but you can't tell him!" Brittany stressed. "We haven't had sex in a long time….since before Artie and I started having sex. But she told me she loved me and only wanted to be with me but she was afraid….why is she afraid of me?" Brittany asked, eyes tearing up. Blaine sighed.

"Come here." He commanded, and hugged her when she was close enough, "Santana isn't afraid of you. She's afraid of other people. People who aren't like Finn, and Kurt, Mercedes, and Quinn. Afraid of what they'll say or do." Blaine explained.

"Yeah…she said that, but even if she's like you and Kurt, she's also a shark. She's strong." Brittany sat on Blaine's lap.

"I know Britt, and I think she's starting to realize that too. She is coming out to the school, and she's proud about it." Blaine pointed out.

"I know…I love her too, but I love Artie…" Brittany paused, "Do you think I'm broken?"

"No!" Blaine objected, "You can love a lot of people at once. But as for that, I can't help you choose between them." Blaine told her gently. Brittany sighed.

"I guess I need to find a new dolphin to help. I would tell my dolphin, but he and Sanny are friends now…" Brittany explained.

"No one can help you with this Brittany." Blaine broke that to her gently, "You need to choose for yourself."

"But I don't want to hurt either one of them." Brittany whined.

"Well, no matter what you're going to hurt one of them. It just matters which one you want to hurt less." Blaine attempted to put it in terms that Brittany would understand.

"I can't decide!" Brittany cried. Blaine rubbed her back.

"Okay, well, when you came here, you were asking me how to be gay…which I think means that you want to be with Santana." Blaine guessed, "Do you?"

"I don't like it when Santana is upset, it makes me want to cry. When Santana didn't hug me after I told her I couldn't be with her, it made me want to cry. I want her to be happy more than anything, because when she's happy, I'm happy…."

"I think you need to talk to Artie, and then Santana." Blaine informed her softly. Brittany sighed, but it seemed almost relieved.

"No wonder my dolphin loves you so much." She wrapped her arms around his shoulders, hugging him tightly, "I'll make sure that you guys get to go to prom together." She promised, "You're both my dolphins, and no one hurts my dolphins…or my cat." Blaine blinked, but shook his head and returned the hug with a small chuckle.

"You're a good girl Brittany." He murmured, "Come on." He got her off his lap, "I'll walk you to your car." He brought her back out of Dalton, and waved to her as she disappeared.

"You're not the only one who is a gay guru." Blaine taunted Kurt when he called him later that night.

"What?" Kurt chuckled.

"Brittany came to have a talk with me at Dalton." Blaine shared. Kurt's eyebrows popped up.

"What? Why? Were you able to understand her?" Kurt asked quickly.

"Calm down. She was surprisingly lucid, and she wanted to ask me about being gay, and if she should choose Artie or Santana." Blaine explained.

"What did you tell her?" Kurt asked anxiously.

"Well, I told her I couldn't help her choose then asked her which one she didn't want to hurt. So, now she's going to talk to Artie, then Santana about her choice between them." Blaine smirked.

"And who did she choose?" Kurt questioned.

"You don't want to guess?" Blaine teased.

"Mr. Anderson if you don't tell me this instant, then I'm going to cut off your kissing privileges." Kurt swore, "I promise it!"

"Well, she did come to ask me about being gay, so I guess it makes sense that she's going to talk to Artie about breaking up and then Santana about being together."

Blaine held his phone away from his ear so he didn't go deaf from Kurt's squealing.

R & R.