"What is going on here?" Darren asked furiously. "Is this a joke? I don't get it. Who is this Darren you are all talking about? Did you agree on calling me that when I was out? Is this some kind of inside joke?" Darren fired the questions at his friends. No one knew an answer to any question Darren asked. They just stared blankly at him.
From Cory:
Help! He is freaking out! Come over ASAP! You know how to handle this!
"Yes it is." Chord said slowly. He received several panicked looks from the people around the table. Cory mouthed 'What are you doing?' Chord surged his shoulders.
"What?" Darren shook his head in confusion. He eyed Chord, but he was out of ideas. His mouth hung open, in case he would come up with something, but he didn't.
"The doctor started it." Cory helped his friend out. He didn't really know where this lie was going, but it was the first thing that came up in his mind.
Darren seemed even more confused. He didn't understand what his doctor had to do with that weird name. "He called you Darren a few times." Naya said to save her friends' awful lie.
"He couldn't get your name right and we thought it was funny." Mark joined in the conversation. Darren was watching his friends in disbelieve. The people around the table knew they weren't really convincing, but they hoped the best of it.
"But Kurt said it too." Darren said and took his seat in between Harry and Heather again.
"He thought it was funny too." Dianna said.
"But then he saw it confused you." Harry spoke up.
"So he asked us not to use the new nickname." Jenna continued her 'boyfriend's' explanation. "But he forgot to tell The Warblers." She gestured to Riker, who was moving his head between the people who were speaking as if he was watching a game of tennis.
"Yeah, we're just messing with your head." Mark said from across the table.
Darren laughed lightly at that and shook his head. "This is not exactly the right time to do that." He pointed at the bandage around his head. That gained some chuckles from his friends.
Chris appeared behind Darren. Nothing seemed wrong to him. When he had gotten Cory's text, he had wrapped up his scene as immediately and rushed over to the cafeteria. He didn't expect to find laughing people at the table. "What's going on?" He smiled.
"Nothing," Cory said. "everything is fine." Chris sighed in relief.
Darren turned around to face Chris. "Do you like the name Darren better than Blaine?" He asked. Chris couldn't help but laugh at Darren's serious tone.
"Eh, where is this coming from?" He asked and sat down in Darren's lap. He had decided he would rather act affectionately with Darren when his friends around, than have the whole 'Why have you been acting so distant lately' situation later. Darren wrapped his arms around Chris' waist.
"You remember." Kevin said. "The doctor called him Darren and we thought the name fitted quite good." He explained with raised eyebrows. He hoped Chris would get the situation.
"Oh." Chris said when he got it. "I mean oh." He faked to remember what they were talking about. "No, I like Blaine. It reminds me of you. You know you being" He paused for a moment and looked at Darren. "you." Chris said. He meant it reminded him this wasn't Darren, but he couldn't say that right now.
Heather threw in a Brittany comment. "My goldfish was called Blaine." She said, her eyes dreamily staring into nothingness. "But then he went to sleep for a long time, so I flushed him down the toilet. He is living in freedom now." She said.
Naya gave her a sympathetic look. "I think he's happy now." She said and gave Heather a small kiss on her lips.
"Smoking." Mark said as he watched the two girls in front of him.
"Shut it, Puck." Lea said and tried to put her head on Cory's shoulder. She failed, because their heights differed too much.
Chris clapped his hands together and stood up. "Well, I am amazing and smart, so I am done already." He waved all of his friends goodbye.
Darren pulled him down on his lap again. "Can't we stay a little longer?" He whined.
"No." Chris answered. "We have to go home before your handsome head starts to hurt again." He cupped Darren's cheek with his right hand and stroke his cheekbone with his thumb.
Darren smiled at the compliment and placed a, not so innocent, kiss on Chris' lips.
"Wanky." Naya used Santana's catchphrase from across the table.
"Santana!" Chris yelled. A few people giggled at his squeaky yell.
"Bye guys." Darren laughed and slapped Chris' thigh gently to make him stand up. Chris got up and so did Darren. They walked to their car hand in hand.
Chris spotted Mike O'Malley walking by. Please don't let him notice. Chris was screaming in his mind. He wasn't sure how to handle the situation if 'Blaine' would talk to 'Burt'.
"Hey Kurt, there's your dad." Shit "Hey, Mr. Hummel?" Darren walked up to him. Mike turned around. He seemed very confused. "I wanted to say thank you for letting me stay with Kurt." Darren said.
"Okay?" Mike said and eyed Chris.
"How are you doing, dad?" Chris emphasised the word 'dad' and beamed at Mike.
Mike didn't know what was going on, but he decided to play along. "I'm fine." He said unsure. "How are you?"
"We're good." Chris said. He tried to talk himself, instead of letting Darren do the talking. "Blaine is getting better and I hope he will be fully recovered in a few days."
"Alright, kids." Mike wanted to end this conversation, because he was getting confused. He would ask Chris what was going on later. "Kurt, I'll call you later to see how you're doing, alright?" He asked Chris.
"Okay, dad." Chris answered.
"He's doing a great job taking care of me." Darren said and wrapped his arm around Chris' waist.
Chris felt a little uncomfortable. He shot Mike an apologetic smiled. "Good." Mike said. "Get well soon, Blaine." He patted Darren's shoulder and walked away from the awkward situation. He had no idea what was going on.