'Two more hours...just two more hours, then I can go home...' Blaine sighed as he picked at his food with his fork.. Yes, he was happy to support Burt, who's been more of a father to him that his own, but God, his family is just...awful! Yes, he and Cooper made up and he supports him being gay and he laid off the criticisms, but his parents couldn't be less supportive and loving. He's surprised they aren't abusive! ...Although, he had to wonder what Cooper would've done about that... He was snapped out of his thoughts by Rachel, who nudged him.

"Hey, Daddy LeRoy's talking to you."

Blaine turned his attention to LeRoy and smiled sheepishly. "Sorry, I was...distracted."

"It's all right. I was wondering what college you were planning on going to." LeRoy smiled and took a sip of his drink.

"Hopefully, NYADA." Blaine smiled and stole a glance at his parents, who looked displeased. "Performing is what I love to do. NYADA is the perfect school for me to go to."

Rachel smiled and nodded. "Well, I'll definitely put a word in for you."

Blaine smiled gratefully at his friend. "Thanks."

"So, Cooper, have you heard about your audition for that movie, yet?" Diana asked.

"Not yet, but I'm...patient." Cooper replied.

"You know, if it doesn't work out, you can always go to law school or medical school." Daniel raised an eyebrow hopefully.

Cooper sighed in irritation. "Dad, acting is what I love to do. I'm not giving up on that."

"Good attitude, Anderson." Everyone turned to see a tall, thin man with short brown hair and a crisp suit.

"Scott! What are you doing here?" Cooper stood up to hug him, then turned to his family. "Everyone, this is my agent and best friend Scott Clayson. Scott, this is my mother Diana, my father, Daniel, my brother Blaine, his friend Rachel, and Rachel's fathers: LeRoy and Hiram."

Scott shook hands with everyone. "It's nice to finally meet all of you. Especially you, Blaine. Cooper would not shut up about you."

Blaine raised an eyebrow in disbelief. "Really?"

Scott nodded. He turned to Cooper. "So, Cooper, I heard back from Michael Bay."

Cooper gasped and smiled. "You did? Oh, this is perfect!" He dug out his phone and set up the camera. "Here, Blaine, take a picture. I wanna document this!"

Scott hesitated. "Uh, Coop, do you mind if we discuss this in private?"

"No way! This is the first time my family's around to hear the good news!" Cooper said excitedly.

"Okay..." Scott took a deep breath. "You didn't get the part."

Cooper's face fell a little. "Uh...I'm sorry, Scott. It's a little loud in here. I thought you said I didn't get the part."

"You didn't" Scott said apologetically.

'...Awkward.' Blaine thought as he snapped a picture of Cooper's horrified expression and smiled. 'Hehe...blackmail...'

Cooper pulled himself together and put a hand on Scott's arm. "Uh...would-would you guys please excuse us?" He pushed his chair back loudly, stood up, and dragged his agent out of the dining room.

Blaine stared after his brother, then back down at his phone. He was about to send the picture to his own phone when it was snatched out of his hand by Cooper. Blaine gaped after him and sighed and shook his head.

XX

Kurt was about to lose it. Oh, no- he wasn't going to hulk out on anybody like Finn. Usually, at this point, he would tear his enemy down verbally and loudly. Sebastian was going on and on about his riveting success helping out the homeless and sick ('Probably as punishment for something he did.' Kurt thought), lacross, the Warblers...

From the outside, it seemed like Sebastian was a model citizen. Heh...yeah, right...

"Sebastian, dear, did you get enough to eat?" Sebastian's mother asked.

"Yes, Mother, I did. I do have room for dessert, however." Sebastian turned to Amelia. "Do you want anything, my sweet?"

Amelia shook her head. "No. I need to watch my figure."

Sebastian shrugged. "Suit yourself." He stood up. "Please excuse me."

"Ass warming uncle fu- ow!" Finn grimaced and bent down to rub his shin where Kurt kicked it and glared at his brother.

XX

Meanwhile, Cooper dragged Scott out into the hallway. They stopped, and Cooper took a few deep breaths before speaking. "Okay...what the hell happened? Why didn't I get the part? I worked so hard on it!"

Scott held his hands up to calm him. "Okay, these are his words, not mine. But Michael told me that your audition video looked like you were trying to make yourself look bad so as to make your brother look good."

Cooper frowned in confusion. "What do you mean? What did I do wrong?"

"Well...you're really not supposed to 'help' your scene partner, which you did." Scott replied. Cooper groaned slightly in regret and threw his head back. Scott continued. "When you said 'It's Megatron', you sounded...well, not happy per se, but you didn't sound scared. Also, when you 'died', you're supposed to stay 'dead'. You're not supposed to reposition yourself."

Cooper sighed. "Terrific."

"Hey, don't lose hope yet." Scott waved his hands in front of him. "There are other movies out there. Better ones."

"Well, you're my agent. Who knows better than you?" Cooper shrugged and looked towards the room. "Oh well. Maybe later on, I can used the emotions of regret and shame in a scene."

Scott chuckled and shook his head. "You are something, Cooper Anderson."

"Thanks, I know." Cooper smirked. He sobered up and looked around to make sure no one was listening. "So...do you have it?"

"Oh. Yeah." Scott pulled out a recording device. "You sure you wanna do this? This could end badly."

"Hey, at least I'm not exacting revenge by putting that gay slut in the hospital." Cooper whispered angrily. "That bitch committed a crime and got away with it! He needs to go down hard."

Scott nodded in understanding. Before Cooper returned to LA, Blaine told him about what happened the past two years including the slushy incident. Needless to say, Cooper was pissed. Nobody hurts his little brother and gets away with it! Nobody.

"Oh, look, he's heading towards the dessert table." Scott pointed out. They Googled Sebastian to see what he looked like beforehead. "You ready for this?"

"Yeah." Cooper clapped Scott on the shoulder. "Count to ten when I get to the table, then come on down."

"Got it." Scott smiled and winked.

Cooper took a deep breath, adjusted his jacket and tie, put on a smile, and walked over to the table casually. "Wow, there's a lot of desserts. Do the caterers really think everyone's gonna eat all of this?"

Sebastian glanced at the man and smiled. "Yeah, well, unfortuneately a lot of people like to indulge in five hundred calories after dinner." He turned to the man and gaped in recognition. "You're Cooper Anderson. The guy from the Free Credit Rating website commercial."

"Guilty as charged." Cooper smiled. He pretended to concentrate on his looks. "Hey...aren't you in that one all-boys singing group, uh...the Ravens, the Songbirds...?"

"The Warblers." Sebastian replied. "This may sound cheesy, but I love singing. I even wrote a few songs."

Cooper raised an eyebrow. "Really? Have you thought about recording them?"

"Well, yes, actually, but are there really any good recording studios in Ohio?" Sebastian rolled his eyes.

"Sky High Records. Have you heard of them?"

"No."

"It's a recording studio in Columbus." Cooper explained. "A friend of mine owns it. I'd be happy to pull some strings for you if you'd like."

"Why, yes, that would be great!" Sebastian smiled widely.

Cooper nodded. "We would need your permission to record you, though."

"All right, you have my permission to record me and use any material for whatever reason." Sebastian nodded. He turned to Scott. "You, sir, are witness to this."

Scott nodded. "Of course."

"I'd join you with a drink, but this is my last night spending time with my brother. Blaine." Cooper said to Sebastian. He smiled and clapped his shoulder. "Namaste."

Sebastian stared after Cooper in shock. What just happened? Does Cooper know of the slushy incident?

XX

A little later, Blaine made a quick trip to the bathroom. On his way back, he decided to cut through the lounge area, but soon regretted it. He stopped and gasped at the sight before him. Sebastian was making out with none other than Jeremiah. The two pulled apart and turned to Blaine.

"Un. Be. Lievable." Blaine said with controlled anger.

"Blaine, hey, it's been a while." Jeremiah smiled and stood.

"Do you know how old Sebastian is, Jeremiah?" Blaine asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Uh, yeah, he said he's eighteen." Jeremiah shrugged.

"Oh, is that what he told you?" Blaine looked sideways at Sebastian, who smirked. Blaine just scoffed and shook his head. "Wow. You tell me you and I can't date because I'm underage, yet here you are making out with someone underage!"

"Yikes, Blaine, do you have the hots for someone who is not your boyfriend?" Sebastian raised an eyebrow.

"Okay, you know what, Sebastian...!" Blaine lunged for Sebastian but was held back by Jeremiah.

"Whoa, hey, calm down. This is just some big misunderstanding." Jeremiah said calmly to Blaine.

Blaine pointed a finger and glared at Jeremiah. "You are dead to me." He turned to Sebastian. "And you! I seriously hope you get AIDs and die a death so slow and painful, you'll be able to feel it after death!" He turned his heal and started to storm out of the room.

"Later, Blaine." Jeremiah called out.

Blaine turned around and pointed a finger. "Dead!" He turned and stormed his way back to his table, plopped down and folded his arms angrily.

"What got your hair in a knot?" Cooper asked.

Blaine sighed deeply. "I just caught Sebastian making out with an older guy...who last year told me we couldn't date, 'cause I'm underage."

Cooper raised an eyebrow and smiled. "What is it with you and older men?"

"It's a coincidence, Cooper." Blaine rolled his eyes.

Cooper nodded. "Okay, whatever."

XXX

Kurt excused himself to go to the restroom. After washing his hands, the door opened, and Sebastian walked in and locked the door.

"We need to talk."