Disclaimer: I own nothing. Nothing. Nothing at all. And especially not Glee. The future of my car that I didn't fully own yet is even in danger. Thanks to the girl who bumped into me in entering a roundabout.

I was wrong in my last chapter author note. Gabriel, the grandson of Lucía is 12, it's Jimmy who is 14. Oops. Not sure it changes much; I find it hard to remind myself who's the oldest ... Proof.

Another thing I forgot to say. The seating plan really exists (yes, I know why I did this to myself?) And it took me a little longer than the Fantastic Four to make it. And if you want to know, I also made a plan of Sebastian's loft (at the time it was just Sebastian's, now it's also Dave's) and a plan of Sarah's. So, if someone is interested in it, just ask me.

Here it is, it's the end, the last chapter. When I come back a year ago when I said'' these two would make a nice couple, let's write it'' I didn't think it would be that long. But inspiration came on the way and here we are. 31 chapters later, I put the end point. I don't know how to thank you all for having followed me in this adventure. Whether you have just followed silently, you started to read while you didn't imagine them together, you left many reviews or you just left a small ''it was great keep going'' whether you have put this story to your favorites or not, and even if you waited it to be complete to start reading, you are all the reason I kept writing and I thank you. Well, have a nice reading.

I'll be using several songs with many different performers. In some cases, I'll simply say what song is sung and by who in general, but for others, I'll use the lyrics and different characters to tell who sings what. In these cases, just before the lyrics, I'll put in brackets the names of those who sing in the characters concerned.


After attempted suicide Dave's, Sebastian went to the hospital to apologize for what he had said at Scandals.
Against all odds, they became friends, spent time and nights together during Dave 's second senior year. They graduated the same year and went to study in Chicago. Sebastian, law at the University of Chicago and Dave studied at Loyola University to become a teacher.
They've had a short time without seeing each other when Dave was dating Logan, whom he had met during his summer classes and who was particularly jealous of the relationship between his boyfriend and Sebastian. But they reunited, started dating, moved together and against all odds, Sebastian asked Dave to marry him after six years together.
Against all odds, these are the words that often come when we think about their relationship, but after seven years together, we can say that they work together.
So, wedding now. Mazel Tov.


"I still can't believe that you, Sebastian Smythe, you marry Dave. I can't believe above all it was you who proposed him." Kurt said while setting correctly the collar of the future groom.

"Tell me about it. In a few hours I'll be Sebastian Karofsky. In a few hours, I'll have said to the world that I intend to stay my whole life with David Karofsky, the best thing that ever happened to me."

"You're freaking out?"

"Surprisingly, not at all. I thought I could never get married because I know too well that there is no guarantee that we'll always love each other."

"But ...?"

"But I love him Kurt. I'm still not sure it's for ever or that he'll always love me but I want to take the risk. I'm sure about what I feel now, it's what counts. I want to spend my life with him, as long as we'll love each other."

"Stop, you're going to make my mascara smear." Brittany complained.

"It's too early for tears, my dear." Mary said, dabbing gently under the eyes of the young woman with a tissue.

"Thank you Mary." Brittany said with a smile. "I can't help it, it's too beautiful what he has just said."

"It might be necessary that someone stays beside her with tissues during the ceremony, I read the vows of the grooms ..." Kurt said with a smile

"Oh stop, it's not of great literature either." Sebastian replied.

"Don't be modest little brother, it's not like you." Chloe said, entering the room.

"Oh you, no com ... Wow, you look gorgeous." Sebastian gushed, turning to his sister and seeing her for the first time in her grooms' maid dress.

"Not too much I hope. I don't want to steal the show to the grooms; I am very fond of them." Chloe said, laughing.

Sebastian approached her and hugged her.

"Thank you for being there for me."

"Missing the most important day for my big brother and the man of his life? Never."

"I just went through the children's room; I think Natalie is in a sort of hysterical crisis or something." Jeff said as he entered the room.

"What's happening to her?" Sebastian asked.

"Apparently, she just realized that Puck is Noah Puckerman. She visibly has recovered well to meet the famous editor of , she made up her mind about meeting Blaine, the famous composer, she doesn't have too much problem with Mike and Brittany who danced with the biggest stars, the trendy singer and her soon to be surgeon husband, Artie Abrams famous filmmaker, Quinn the actress everyone want, Santana who could bring down any of the plays in which Tina plays if they worked in the same city, even Sam the model or Chris the football champion…"

"Jeff! Warn us when you're done making the list of all those who are invited to the wedding and could us attract all the paparazzi of America."

"I was done. Well, almost. The idea is that precisely, half the guests fill the lines of people magazines, but when she realizes that she will meet Noah Puckerman the pool cleaner she panics."

"Not just any pool cleaner. The pool cleaner of the stars in LA who made his place without ever hiding his young delinquent past and who, when he had to hire staff, chose to hire young offenders in rehabilitation." Sebastian pointed out.

"Yes, okay, I think she mentioned that. And slightly yelled at Lisa who seemed to have no idea who could be Noah Puckerman. I would've stayed with Beth, Jimmy and Gabriel; we were on the verge of asking for popcorn, it was even better that ''Bridesmaids''. At least the little ones were too busy playing together to realize. "

"I'm reassured there, you have no idea."

"Don't worry, they're all six ready. Everything will be fine, relax and enjoy the best day of your life. "

"It's too late for that Jeff, the best day of my life was seven years ago when I found my best friend soaked in front of the ice cream shop and then we realized that we'd be more than just friends. But I get the idea. "

"Bass, you have to stop saying things like that, I don't know how many tears makeup Brittany's can still endure." Marie said, lending a new tissue to Brittany's.

"Sorry maman, luckily you're here. What would I've done without you?"

"I'm sure Eleana would have been fine without me." Marie said as Eleana went quietly through the door behind Sebastian.

"No, no, no. I couldn't have done that without you."

"I'm sure you'd have been fine with Eleana." Marie tried diplomatically.

"She's right behind me isn't she?" Sebastian asked, seeing that Jeff kept laughing.

"Yes." Marie said.

"That's good because I couldn't have done that without her either. Thank you for being there. Both." Sebastian said with a smile before turning to Eleana.

"Brittany, go take a walk in fact, he's unable to stop." Kurt said with a sigh.

"You'll tell me that you weren't a little like that on your wedding day may be."

"Oddly, Tina and Mercedes were able to control themselves better than Brittany."

"I don't know if I believe you, but let's admit."

"You should always believe me. I think I remember having said you were made for each other and who didn't believe me?"

"OK, you have a point."

"I'm sorry to cut you over such a cute scene but Sebastian, we need you." Santana said at full speed, breathless.

"What? No! They can't see each other before the wedding, it brings bad luck." Kurt exclaimed.

"I doubt that one of the grooms dying of suffocation before the ceremony brings luck Kurt." Santana said.

"What? What happened again? What did you do to him?" Sebastian worried.

"You really wanna talk about this now?" Santana said impatiently.

Sebastian followed Santana into the room where Dave was getting ready. The Latina stopped him before he could enter.

"Kurt is right however, you can't see each other before the wedding, you stay at the door, and you don't even try to take a look in this room Casanova."

"Santana! I told you to leave him alone." Dave complained when Santana walked in making known that Sebastian was behind the door.

"Santana, I'm gonna kill you. Once this ceremony is over, you're dead! You don't joke with my husband's panic attacks."

"Oh okay, right, I told you a little lie, but Kurt would've never let you out of the room if I had said the truth. He missed you okay?" Santana retorted, taking a hand of each of the grooms and guiding them towards one another. "I give you three minutes, then everyone in their corner, you'll have the rest of your lives to talk together."

"Are you okay Pooky?" Sebastian asked, gently squeezing fingers Dave's between his own.

"Now that you're here yes."

"You weren't before? You changed your mind?"

"No, not at all. I was before, I missed you a bit; that's all."

"It's going to be okay. All we have to do is enter there, say yes when we're asked and sign the papers. And then we'll be married." Sebastian said before pausing. "No chance that Santana has looked away for a few seconds?"

"No, none, you know her."

"I guess I'll have to wait to be allowed to really kiss you." Sebastian sighed getting Dave's hand to his lips to place a kiss there.

"You should go back, they'll wonder what you're doing in the other room."

"Yes, probably. See you soon my future husband."

"See you soon."

Sebastian gently squeezed hand Dave's before releasing it and going back to finish getting ready.

Finally, it was time; they were finally going to get married. Everyone was installed in the room and waited the entrance of the grooms and their procession. Dave found their eight groomsmen and grooms maids, the six children and his father before the double doors.

"Look Uncle Vid, I've well kept the rings." Adam said, showing the cushion in his hands to Dave. "They are pretty."

"Davey, you've seen the pretty petals I have? They are black like your clothes." Lucy gushed.

"And mine are all white. But you don't white in your clothes." Nalani pouted.

Dave smiled at the three younger children squatting down in front of them.

"Do you remember what you have to do now?"

The three children nodded, Dave kissed their foreheads, each turn.

"Well, I think we can go then." Dave said, getting up.

Groomsmen and grooms maids entered the room in pairs. First Chloe and Emily, then Jeff and Nick followed by Brittany and Santana and finally, Kurt and Blaine closed the procession. They split into two lines once they arrive at the end of the aisle.

Dave then entered to the arm of his father, who sported a huge smile of pride. Paul left his son in front of the officiant and sat in the front row next to Shannon.

Adam, and Beth behind him to guide him, then went in and went over to Dave. Then, guided by Gabriel and Jimmy, Lucy and Nalani spread their petals along the aisle and took their places beside Dave.

Finally, Sebastian opened the door Marie and Eleana to his arm. He carried his gaze at the end of the alley where his very soon to be husband waited for him and sent him his brightest smile. They began their march and Sebastian didn't leave for a second the eyes of Dave who waited him.

Dave mouthed ''I'm so happy right now.''. Sebastian looked down a split second with a smile, he raised his head and mouthed ''I'm so happy right now. And I'll be my whole life because I'm going to spend it with the most wonderful man on earth.'' at full speed. Dave couldn't read what he had just said on his lips, but he already knew and he burst into laughter, quickly followed by Sebastian. Nobody understood the reason for the laughter but it was contagious and the entire room laughed when Eleana and Marie let go Sebastian's arm for him to join Dave.

The six children lined up as planned behind the couple, Adam, the small cushion in hands was squirming a bit under the vaguely uneasy glances of his dads. For reason it seemed since while the officiant was about to speak, the little boy's piping voice was heard.

"Daddy, I have to pee."

Kurt and Blaine looked embarrassed, not knowing what to do at this moment. They knew very well that someone had to take Adam to the restroom quickly if they didn't want that there is an accident. But they were both groomsmen, they couldn't leave the ceremony at that time. Kurt was going to turn to his father to ask him to take care of that but he didn't have the time, one of the grooms had made the decision for them.

"Would you excuse us two minutes, we'll be back. You don't start without us okay?" Dave said, lifting Adam in his arms. "Here, you can keep that in the meantime?" he added, giving the cushion to Beth before running to the restroom with Adam.

"Have I just been dumped at the altar?" Sebastian asked with a smirk.

"I believe I heard he intended to come back." Nick said.

"I hope so, otherwise it means that you have just been dumped at the altar and your ex future-husband just kidnapped my son." Kurt interjected.

"This is the first time it happens to me. Now what?" the officiant asked.

"We're waiting for my future husband to come back ... In fact, since he'll have to this walk up aisle again, can we put the music and Paul…"

"I get it." Paul said, standing from his seat and going back near the door.

When Dave came back with Adam in his arms, ready to go up the aisle at full speed, he was stopped by his father who took Adam from his arms. Paul whispered into the ear of Adam to go back to his place and put down the little boy who ran across the room to retrieve his cushion and set in place. Paul held out his arm to his son who took it and when the music started they walked together to the altar.

With a smirk, Sebastian mouthed'' I'm so happy right now.'' Dave let out a small laugh and mouthed back'' I'm so happy right now. And I'll be my whole life because I'm going to spend it with the most wonderful man on earth.''. This time, they managed to keep from laughing. Paul let go of Dave's arm who smiled before slipping his hand into Sebastian's.

Adam was now proudly holding the small cushion on which rested the rings and the officiant began the ceremony. He invited the couple to exchange their vows. Dave took the floor first.

"The first time I saw you ... Well, okay, I don't really remember the first time I saw you. The first time I met you in my adult life, I was just beginning to accept who I am. I really don't know what pushed me to you but I think maybe a part of me had recognized you. I didn't know I'd lost you, but it was as if I knew that I had found you back. You're not just the one I marry today. You're my best friend, my lover, my confidant, the love of my life. I love you like I've never loved anyone. I never want to imagine my life without you by my side."

With a big smile, Sebastian listened attentively and once his very soon to be husband had finished, he spoke.

"Before I met you, or rather I found you back, I was getting up every morning, I was taking a shower and crying before leaving my room, I was putting up my poker face. I was smiling, I laughed at everything and everyone. But inside, I was empty. Now I wake up with a smile because you're next to me, I sing in my shower just because I want and before leaving my room, I don't do anything special. I know that if I fall, you'll catch me. I know that if I fail, you'll be there to tell me that I am still worthy of your love. I was cynical, I didn't believe in marriage because I didn't believe in a love that lasts forever. With you, I became realistic. To last, love it takes effort and we must take the risk of losing it. I want to take the risk with you because I love you. I never want to imagine a future in which you're not. If our feelings change, we'll do like when Adam and Nalani had spilled some orange juice on themselves at the mall: we'll take a decision."

After that, the officiant began the serious stuff.

"Sebastian Onesto Smythe, would you take David Alan Karofsky for husband?"

"Yes." Sebastian said in a trembling voice.

"And you, David Alan Karofsky, would you take Sebastian Onesto Smythe for husband?"

"Yes." Dave replied in a voice barely more secure than his husband.

"By the power vested in me by the state of Illinois, I declare you married. You can kiss each other."

The two him young men turned to each other, smiled, clung their foreheads to each other and finally gently kissed to the cheers of their families and friends.

After signing the register with Chloe and Emily, their witnesses, the newlyweds walked the aisle the other way followed by the children and their groomsmen and grooms maids.

Scarcely had they left the room, Jenny and Lisa dragged them to the parking lot and forced them to get in the back of their car.

"But what are you doing girls?" Sebastian asked.

"We take you to the reception hall, what a question!" Lisa said as if it was obvious while it wasn't at all what was planned.

Well, for what the newlyweds knew. Because for the two young women, everything was going exactly according to their plans. Jenny driving, the car left voluntarily in the wrong direction.

"What are you doing Jenny? Passing by there, it will take hours." Dave complained.

"Trust us a little, we know a shortcut."

"Trust you for a shortcut? I don't want to offend you girls but it won't be possible." Sebastian replied.

"You should stop saying'' I don't want to offend you'' Scar because generally when you say it, you say something offending right after." Dave pointed out to him.

"You should listen to your husband Sebastian." said Lisa.

"But that said, he's right, we can't trust you for a shortcut when you're gone in the opposite direction." Dave remarked.

"Oh, I did that? Oops ... I'll try to fix this."

"You did that on purpose! Ok, that's enough of funny business we have guests who are waiting for us." Sebastian lost his temper.

"Oh don't worry, they won't start without you. This is your day, relax, and enjoy the ride. We'll even close our eyes if you want to fondle each other." Lisa said with a laugh.

"Your fascination with our sex life was already disturbing seven years ago you know." Sebastian calmly said.

"Hey, I was just talking about a small innocent make out session. David, you married a pervert."

"I know it was in the marriage contract." Dave joked.

"Even it's exactly how he loves me."

"Exactly." Dave said before kissing his husband.

"Now, stop your silliness and bring us to our wedding reception."

"But that's exactly what we do." Lisa replied.

And indeed, that was what they were doing. Taking much longer than necessary, but they brought them to their reception.

When Dave and Sebastian finally entered the reception hall, everyone was already there. They hadn't have time to speak to apologize for being the lasts, the first notes of All you need is love by the Beatles were heard.

Groomsmen and grooms maids who formed a guard of honor at the entrance of the room began to sing one after the other, all joining for the chorus and led the newlyweds to their table before settling in the seats allocated to them.

During the meal, before the cake was served, Sebastian stood up to speak.

"I have the weirdest family existing. Not that long ago, I've been picked up upon awakening to have to explain to a little three years old boy, what makes someone a dad or mom. What makes a family is to care for each others. All of you here today, I consider you my family. I'd say you're the family I chose, but I couldn't have chosen you without your agreement. With you, I feel something that I've been looking for my entire childhood, I feel like I'm part of something where I belong. Thank you all for coming today."

Dave kept his emotion with difficulty. Even if he had known the past of his husband for a long time, he was still feeling a little sorry for the lonely child, and later teenager, he had been. When Sebastian sat down next to him, he put his arm around his shoulders, pulled him against him and kissed his hair.

Other made speeches. All more or less moving. But to the general opinion, the most moving was Paul's.

"Some fathers may consider that discovering their son loves men was when they stopped being proud of him. I've never been as proud of my son as the day I found back the boy I had raised instead of the angry teenager he was when he hated himself for loving men. I was feeling that something was wrong with him, but I didn't know what to do, I didn't understand him anymore. I should have known when I've been summoned to the school because he had turned all his violence against the only openly gay teenager of the school. I wasn't proud of him at the time, he was no longer the boy I had seen grow up. I finally got my son back and I'm proud of him. I know this might not be my place, but I'm also proud of the man Sebastian has become. I'd say if I had to have a second son, I'd love it to be him, but it would make this wedding a little bit creepy. I'm glad to welcome you into the family, son. Well, you know what I mean."

Once the cake served, the guests began gradually to take liberties with the places allocated by the seating plan. Finding old friends placed at another table or making new friends.

"Excuse me Kurt, I didn't want to ask before, but you've noticed that your husband forgot to put tons of gel in his hair today?" Sebastian asked.

"Oh, it's not that he forgot actually, he doesn't put gel anymore. Never."

"Excuse me, I almost fell off my chair, I misheard. He doesn't put gel anymore?"

"No, you heard me. Since his son pointed out that when he doesn't have gel, they have the same hair and cried because his Daddy B didn't want to look like him, he dropped the gel."

"The little scamp huh. He would make his Daddy B do just about anything."

"It bugs him in the moment where he comes from and why people think his Daddy B is not his real dad. Blaine is a little hurting over that too. He knows well that doesn't change anything that he's not his biological father and he doesn't worry too much about the gaze of others usually but here they're touching to his son, he'd roar like a lion if someone hurts his baby. Dropping the gel, it was his way to alleviate the comments if possible."

"Not easy huh. Being two dads. In private it's exactly the same as traditional parents, but apart people have wonders that your son wouldn't even have."

"I feel like they're stealing his childhood sometimes. He's not even four years old and he already knows the difference between biological parents and parents who raise you. It makes me so mad, you have no idea. They accuse us for wanting children and being selfish. But he was happy with us before ... before these idiots put these ideas in his head. He needs to be reassured all the time now. Since he spoke with you, whatever we do with him, he checks if it means we're still his daddies."

"I'm sorry, I tried to answer his questions, I didn't think it would disturb him."

"No, no. I wasn't saying it for you. The contrary. It's not because of you that he needs to check. It's thanks to you that he has an idea of how to check. They think they are so much better parents than us; they certainly don't need to receive advice about how to raise their children. They take it as a proof of our weakness that we feel the need to let other people be as important as us in his life. We're like them, it doesn't make us happy when he can't talk to us and he turns to someone else. But then what? I mean, we're men but we know that sometimes a child needs to talk to a woman. We should forbid him to and so he has nobody to talk to? Sorry, it's not your fault, but it puts me in a rage."

"You'll manage. From what I've been told, this is the hallmark of parents' life, it's not easy."

"No, not always. But if I had to do it all over again, I would without any hesitation."

"So if I follow your reasoning, it won't worry you that your son is dangerously getting close to my two moms?" Sebastian said, looking at Adam who was about to go talk with Eleana and Marie.

"I think they're going to be really fine. They've both already talked with a 4 years old boy. And if you want my opinion, despite some missteps, they became men not too much perturbed."

"Yes, well, seen like that."

Adam stood between Marie and Eleana, looking from one to the other without saying anything while they were talking with Carole. Marie noticed him first and leaned toward him.

"We can help you boy?"

"It's you who made Uncle Scar?" Adam blurted.

"Uh ... Uncle Scar?" Marie asked, not understanding much of who they were talking about.

"This is how he calls Sebastian." Carole intervened.

"Oh, no, it wasn't me who made him." Marie said, allowing Adam to climb on her lap. "It was she who made him." she said, pointing Eleana.

"You don't look like him much though." Adam said with a frown.

"Yes, it seems he looks more like his father." Eleana said laughing.

"Who's his daddy?" Adam asked, scanning the room looking for a man that would resemble Sebastian.

"Oh, he's not here." Eleana replied.

"Why he's not here?"

"You know, he never too much took care of uncle Scar. That's why Sebastian hasn't wanted to invite him today. For him he's just his biological father." Eleana explained.

"What does that mean biological?" Adam asked.

"Oh, biological father, that's how adults call the man who made a baby. Your Daddy K is your biological father." Carole intervened. "And Auntie Alicia, as she made you with him, she's your biological mother."

"But she's not my mom, Auntie Alicia. She's nice but she doesn't take care of me all the time."

"There, you see, that's why Uncle Scar hasn't invited his biological father. He didn't take care of him so he's not his daddy, you understand?" Marie said, running her fingers through the hair of the little boy.

"I understand but stop touching my hair, it took us a very long time with daddy to get it right."

"Oh, sorry." Marie said, withdrawing her hand. "Sebastian loved his hair to be stroked."

"Dave also liked that much." Eleana said.

"How do you know Uncle Vid liked that? You're his mom?"

"No. But when he was little, I was his nanny. I was looking after him when his mum and dad were at work or they wanted to go out."

"Oh, okay. Why you didn't take care of Uncle Scar when he was little?"

"I couldn't because I didn't know where he was. His biological father had gone with him without telling me where he was going."

"Why did he do that? I would be sad if someone would take me without telling to my daddies where I am and I couldn't see them anymore."

"He's not very nice, that's why."

"Fortunately he's not here then."

"Yes, fortunately." Marie sighed.

"Hey, you come with me sweetie? It's time to go on stage for uncle Scar and uncle Vid to dance their first dance." Kurt said to his son.

"Yes daddy, but I don't understand, they have danced together before." Adam said, climbing off of Marie's lap.

"But not since they are married."

"Oh, okay. Goodbye uncle Scar's mums." Adam said with a wave to Marie and Eleana.

Groomsmen and grooms maids accompanied by the children went on stage. Blaine sat at the piano, his son on his lap while Santana and Kurt raised Lucy and Nalani to sit on the piano.

Chloe walked to the front of the stage to ask the newlyweds to dance their first dance of married men. When they were in place, Blaine began to play the tune of the song they had chosen.

Finally, Blaine began to sing before being joined by the others for the chorus.

(Blaine – Chloé – Tous ensembles)
I've been alone
Surrounded by darkness
I've seen how heartless
The world can be
I've seen you crying
You felt like it's hopeless
I'll always do my best
To make you see

Baby, you're not alone
'Cause you're here with me
And nothing's ever gonna bring us down
'Cause nothing can keep me from lovin' you
And you know it's true
It don't matter what'll come to be
Our love is all we need to make it through...

Now I know it ain't easy
But it ain't hard trying
Everytime I see you smiling
And I feel you so close to me...
And you tell me:

Baby, you're not alone
'Cause you're here with me
And nothing's ever gonna bring us down
'Cause nothing can keep me from lovin' you
And you know it's true
It don't matter what'll come to be
Our love is all we need to make it through...

I still have trouble
I trip and stumble
Trying to make sense of things sometimes...
I look for reasons
But I don't need 'em
All I need is to look in your eyes
And I realize...

Baby, I'm not alone
'Cause you're here with me
And nothing's ever gonna take us down
'Cause nothing can keep me from lovin' you
And you know it's true
It don't matter what'll come to be
Our love is all we need to make it through...

Oh, 'cause you're here with me
And nothing's ever gonna bring us down
Cause nothing, nothing, nothing
Can keep me from lovin' you
And you know it's true
It don't matter what'll come to be
You know our love is all we need

Our love is all we need
To make it through...

Sebastian and Dave parted at the end of the song and turned around to thank the singers before turning to the rest of the guests to tell them they could now dance if they wanted to the others songs that would be sung. After all, they had invited a great composer, one of the greatest singers in the United States and many people who were singing in clubs at the time of high school. It saves a DJ.

After that, the four groomsmen stood on stage to give a joyful interpretation of Happy Together by the Turtles. Then they left their place to the four grooms' maids who changed slightly the words of True Love of Pink to avoid bad words for the children.

Quinn was smiling sadly watching Beth dancing with Puck, being the fools to the catchy song. She knew she had made the right choice; that her daughter was happy with Shelby and she could at least see her daughter from time to time, spend time with her. But it didn't stop her from wondering how her life would have been if she had done things differently.

"She looks like you." Nick said, leaning against the wall beside her.

"Huh? What? Who?" Quinn asked, taken from her reverie.

"Your daughter. It's your daughter, right? I just bumbled? It's not your daughter? Sorry, I thought…"

"No, you haven't bumbled. She's my daughter. Well, yes and no. I guess you're right. For the resemblance I mean."

"She has good genes. Me too, if I was her age I would be interested."

"Uh ... you're scaring me here." Quinn said watching Nick.

"I said, if I was her age. I would have no chance against her admirer of the moment anyway." Nick said, half-panicked before designating of a blow of chin Gabriel, a little farther, who also had his eyes on Beth.

"He's not that good. I'm sure you'd have measured up when you were their age."

"I don't think so. Not at the time."

"Why? You had a second head at age eleven?"

"Something like that. Adolescence is not kind to everyone." Nick sighed.

"Tell me about it." Quinn replied, thinking about her 'Lucy caboosey' days.

"Since the daughter is too young for me and already has a suitor, can I hope the mother to grant me a dance. Or two. Or three ... Or the whole evening. I ask too much. Just a dance, I'd settle for one dance."

"It'll be difficult, her mother didn't come."

"I don't understand." Nick said with a frown.

"We had her adopted, I'm not her mother."

"You'll always be her mother. And I see through your game, you're avoiding the question."

"I don't see at all what you mean."

"Okay. So, I can have this dance? Or rather the next, while we talk this one's almost over."

"You asked the whole evening, right? We can start with that one." Quinn said, smiling and taking hand Nick's to draw him to the dance floor.

"Yes, that's what I asked. I didn't expect to have it."

"If you play your cards right, maybe you can get even more."

"I hope you don't offer what I think because even if you're very attractive, I don't plan to have sex with you tonight."

"So, I guess you have something in your pocket." Quinn said with a smirk.

"No. I have just said, you're very attractive."

"But…"

"But you're more than that. If we sleep together, I won't be able to not feel a connection. You live on the other side of the country; it would be a complicated story."

"This is the story of my life." Quinn sighed.

"It's not so easy to be the actress of the moment?"

"I shouldn't complain. I have a job I love, I make a good living."

"But it's hard to know who's interested in you for who you are or just for your fame and your money."

"Yes, I suppose. I feel a little lonely eventually."

"This is why I won't sleep with you tonight. It's selfish, but I don't want to be the arms in which you forget that you're feeling lonely for one night."

"For what it's worth, I don't do that. Forget that I'm lonely having sex with passing men. I did it once, we know where that led me."

Jan and Julien went on stage at that time. Their interpretation of the song Destinée by Guy Marchand was clearly rehearsed and surprisingly not as bad as it might have been expected of them. But for the expert ears of many of the guests there, it was still a bad time to go through.

"Uch. They're bad, we agree?" Quinn asked.

"We agree. But they seem to have fun, it overtakes them." Nick defended them.

"Still, they don't have as much talent as you." Quinn said with a small smile.

"Are you trying to seduce me?"

"Possible. Would it be so bad?"

"I would be very difficult if I complained."

"And is it working?"

"Enough so that I really want to kiss you Lucy." Nick said next to the ear of the young woman.

"How did you call me?" Quinn asked moving away a little to look in Nick's eyes.

"Uh ... I ... Lucy ... sorry ... it has ... slipped." Nick mumbled.

"How do you know? How'd you know that?"

"Forget it, forget okay? I didn't want to make you feel uncomfortable, it has just slipped."

"But how do you know my name? My ... my real name I mean."

"You see, I told you at their age, I was far from being as good as this kid. Proof, you don't remember me."

"Should I?" Quinn asked, studying the face of the young man before her. "Nick ... Nick ... Duval ... Nicholas Duval? But yes, I remember. You had given me half your lunch one day when the others had stolen mine. You haven't changed. Well, yeah, physically, you have changed for the better. But morally, you remained a gentleman."

"I'm trying."

"I feel bad I haven't recognized you. I had a little crush on you at that time."Quinn said, blushing. "I guess it worked that you were almost the only one not making fun of me."

"I was in no position to do it."

"Yeah, maybe. Still, you're a good person Nick Duval."

"I still want to kiss you as much though."

"What's stopping you? Not me anyway."

Nick put his hands on Quinn's face and bent slowly to kiss her.

"It's a pity." Quinn sighed.

"What?"

"That we live so far from each other. I love New York, but I'd have liked to have a chance to know you better."

"I've had a job offer in New York." Nick blurted. "A position in the research. An important position, well paid. An offer you can't refuse. I must find a way to tell Jeff. I know it's silly but I was seeing us living together all our lives. Well, maybe not really together but him here and me in New York, it's really not how I saw my future."

"How did you see it?"

"I don't know. I think I saw two houses next to one another. Or two apartments as in Friends. Me with a wife, maybe children, a dog. And the house next door Jeff would have brought his many conquests and we would end up every weekend for a barbecue or something like that and the kids wouldn't even worry over who is the woman arm in arm with Uncle Jeff because they'd know that she wouldn't be there the week after. Or maybe he'd eventually have stopped hanging around, because he's so much better than that and maybe he'd have children too and they'd grow up together. You see, it's silly."

"I don't think so. The kids would love him; you can see that he kept his inner child."

"But it won't happen."

"Who knows? Life can be full of surprises. I have known Dave and Sebastian in the days of high school. If someone had told me that I'd be at this wedding today, I'd never have believed it."

"Even less if I had been told that I'd have a chance to dance with Lucy Fabray ... sorry, it slipped again."

"No, it's okay. As long as you don't talk about that time to reporters."

"My lips are sealed."

A brief sharp sound was heard announcing that someone was trying to use the microphone. Every heads turned to the scene.

"Mercedes and I have a surprise. The main stakeholders will immediately understand what I'm talking about when they'll hear the beginning of the song. We haven't had this dance there ten years ago, I think you owe it to us. And you also owe it to yourself actually." Santana said into the microphone.

When the first notes of Dancing Queen by Abba were heard, Dave burst out laughing right next to his husband who didn't understand. Kurt appeared as if by magic.

"Excuse me Sebastian; I'm going to have to take your husband from you for that one. Well, if my king doesn't run away this time." Kurt said with a note of uncertainty in his voice.

"No, not this time." Dave replied, taking Kurt's hand. "I'll be back right after Scar."

"Excuse me. May we have this dance?" Blaine asked after tapping the shoulder of Sebastian with Adam in his arms.

"Since your husband has just stolen mine from me, I guess so." Sebastian replied, laughing.

The two men moved closer, Adam between them who wrapped his arms around Sebastian's neck, almost leaving the arms of his father.

"I'm not sure what has just happened though."

"Oh, it's the song to which the king and prom queen were supposed to dance the year your husband and mine were elected." Blaine explained.

"I understand better, okay."

"Uncle Scar, I can see your hand, please?" Adam asked.

Sebastian raised his right hand, prompting laughter from the boy.

"No, the other."

Sebastian raised his left hand and Adam grazed his ring with fingertips.

"It's pretty." the little blond boy whispered. "Now you're going to make babies with Uncle Vid? Because you're married? As Auntie Mercedes and Uncle Wes?"

"You remember what we explained you pumpkin? They can't make a baby together. It takes a man and a woman to make a baby." Blaine pointed out.

"But I know that Daddy. But they could make one with Auntie Alicia as you made me. Or with another woman." Adam explained as if his father had said something silly.

"Well, I think he understood the principle. No, we won't make babies."

"Why? You don't love each other? You don't want babies?" Adam asked, confused.

"Oh yes, we love each other very much. That's why we got married. But we don't want to make babies."

"Adoption?" Blaine asked over the head of his son.

"Not more."

"What's adoption Uncle Scar?" Adam asked articulating well the new word.

"I feel I'm in excess, my son no longer loves me." Blaine complained as the song ended.

"But yes you're silly daddy, I love you but I see you all the time."

"Me too, I love you my baby. I let you; my husband has just been released." Blaine said as he went to Kurt. "You have an important conversation to have you two."

"Traitor." Sebastian threw quietly to Blaine over Adam's head while Dave was joining him and passed his arms around his waist from behind.

"What are we talking about here?" Dave inquired, passing his head over his husband's shoulder to look at Adam.

"What does it mean adoption?" Adam asked again.

"Uch, I let you, it's a private conversation." Dave said, pretending to walk away.

"Oh, no, no, no, you stay with us." Sebastian said, holding his husband's arm.

"It's a bad word adoption?" Adam asked, confused to see that no one seemed to want to answer his question.

"No, on the contrary, it's a very nice word. It's just that it's a bit complicated to explain is why your Daddy B and uncle Vid want to avoid answering you. Come, we'll sit down okay?" Sebastian replied leading his husband to a table where two chairs were free.

"Okay, so the easiest way to have a child is to be like Uncle Mike and Auntie Tina. They had a big hug and then Tina kept Nalani in her belly until her birth. And as they really wanted a child, they became his dad and his mom."

"If I hug with Nalani, she can have a baby in her belly then?" Adam asked a little worried.

"No, that's not possible, you're too young. It's a special hug to do and you must be adults to do it." Sebastian replied.

Adam seemed relieved by this information.

"Here. But there are couples who love each other very much, who want children but who can't make one. When they're two men like your daddies or two women as Auntie Brittany and Auntie Santana. Sometimes, they're a man and a woman, but they can't make one anyway because one of the two has a health problem so they can't make a baby. Otherwise they're fine, but they can't make a baby."

"You're bogging down there my love." Dave interjected.

"But please, if you're so smart, explain it, you."

"No, but it's not a big deal if you don't know what it means adopted. Sometimes my daddies they don't know the answers and they just tell me that they don't know." Adam said with a smile.

"No, it's okay, we know what it is." Dave said. "So there are children who have lost their dad and mom. A bit like Daddy K. You know that his mum is gone to the sky when he was little, fortunately, he still had his dad, but sometimes both parents of the child go to the sky."

"Why do they go to the sky without their children?"

"They don't choose, we don't decide when we go to the sky. We'll all go one day but we don't decide when, it's like that. So, these kids, they have no one to take care of them. So couples who want a child but can't make one, they're going to adopt one of these children. It means that they'll become their parents and take care of him or her. This is what happened for Lucy. Her dad and her mum have had an accident and went to heaven. Asma and Sarah became her mummies. That's adoption." Sebastian explained.

"Well it wasn't so complicated." Adam said with a shrug.

"Oh. Yes, I guess it wasn't so complicated." Sebastian said, looking at Dave.

"Will have to get used to it, you're good at it. It might be you who should have become a teacher finally." Dave replied, smiling.

Adam let himself slide from Sebastian's lap and ran to play with Nalani and Lucy who passed by and bumped into Shannon.

"Hey, pumpkin careful, you'll hurt yourself."

Adam stopped short and looked at her, laughing.

"Daddy B too, he calls me pumpkin."

"I guess he took it from me, I call everyone pumpkin."

"You know my daddy?" Adam asked with big round eyes.

"I know your two daddies." Shannon replied, crouching in front of Adam to be at his height. "I was the coach of the football team in the high school they went to."

"The high school with the red and blue jackets or the red and white school?"

"The red and white."

"It's with you that Daddy K he played football then!"

"Oh, no, I arrived the year after that, but I was told he was good, I wish he had continued."

"No, that's not true, he was not good at football, it was he who said it. He just scored one goal by dancing he said."

"This boy is adorable. I try not to take pictures all the time but I can't help myself." Teddy muttered a few steps away to anyone in particular.

"Do I have to call the police or something?" Jeff, who had heard him passing by, asked.

"Huh? No, not at all. I only took innocent pictures, I swear. Look." Teddy said, showing several photos he had taken since the beginning of the evening.

"It's okay, I believe you. I was joking. He's adorable it's true. Not only physically besides."

"He's your son?"

"My son? No, it's not likely." Jeff replied, laughing.

"Why that?"

"Believe me; he'd be much less balanced if he was my son. The life I lead is not compatible with a child."

"Drugs, alcohol, sex?"

"The third."

"I believe that many parents practice it. In fact, I would even say that often, that's how they became parents."

"With only one person in general."

"Uncle Jeff? We can do the horse?" Nalani, who had just come to stand in front of him, asked.

"The horse, with your pretty dress? Are you sure? Uncle Kurt is not going to get upset you think?"

"Please?" pleaded, the little girl pouting.

"Okay, okay." Jeff said, hauling the girl on his back, taking the most possible care to her dress.

He ran through the guests, Nalani laughing on his back. Teddy didn't miss a beat and took pictures of that time that would surely be remembered by many guests. A few minutes later, Jeff stopped, completely out of breath and sat on the first free chair he found, getting Nalani on his lap. The little girl sat comfortably against him, her head resting on his chest.

Chloe's voice on stage was gently lulling the little Asian who began to feel the fatigue of the day and couldn't understand the lyrics of the song that was sung in French.

J'habite seul avec maman
Dans un très vieil appartement
Rue Sarasate
J'ai pour me tenir compagnie
Une tortue deux canaris
Et une chatte
Le travail ne me fait pas peur
Je suis un peu décorateur
Un peu styliste
Mais mon vrai métier c'est la nuit.
Que je l'exerce en travesti :
Je suis artiste
J'ai un numéro très spécial
Qui finit en nu intégral
Après strip-tease
Et dans la salle je vois que
Les mâles n'en croient pas leurs yeux.
Je suis un homme, oh !
Comme ils disent

In the following verse, her voice broke a little, and she was really trying to contain her tears. In the room, many guests were looking for someone who can speak French and can explain what this song was talking about.

Vers les trois heures du matin
On va manger entre copains
De tous les sexes
Dans un quelconque bar-tabac
Et là on s'en donne à c
œur joie
Et sans complexe
On rencontre des attardés
Qui pour épater leurs tablées
Marchent et ondulent
Singeant ce qu'ils croient être nous
Et se couvrent, les pauvres fous
De ridicule
Ça gesticule et parle fort
Ça joue les divas, les ténors
De la bêtise
Moi les lazzis, les quolibets
Me laissent froid puisque c'est vrai.
Je suis un homme, oh !
Comme ils disent

Singing the last verse, tears rolled down Chloe's cheeks and of all of those who understood the extent of the lyrics of this song.

A l'heure où naît un jour nouveau
Je rentre retrouver mon lot
De solitude
J'ôte mes cils et mes cheveux
Comme un pauvre clown malheureux
De lassitude
Nul n'a le droit en vérité
De me blâmer de me juger
Et je précise
Que c'est bien la nature qui
Est seule responsable si
Je suis un homme, oh !
Comme ils disent

Teddy took pictures of the performance but also of some reactions in the room. The care freeness of the children who didn't understand the words but didn't care; those who understood everything or even knew the song and let themselves be carried away by their emotions, those who didn't understand and questioned the emotion of the young singer.

Amidst all these reactions, he spotted Jeff, still sitting with Nalani, who didn't try to understand the song, gently cradling the little girl. Teddy came and took the chair next to Jeff.

"I guess it's not your daughter either?" Teddy asked.

"No, still not. At least with Adam, you were not too far; at least he could look like me a little."

"It does not seem to bother her, your lifestyle."

"Because I'm not her father. She doesn't see a new person every day at the breakfast table." Jeff replied.

"You think you'll never change?"

"I dunno, maybe one day or another if I fall in love."

"You mean, if you fall in love with someone else than your friend dancing with the movie star over there?"

"Who? Oh, Nick. No, I'm not in love with him. He's my best friend, is like a brother, almost a twin. I love him, I admit it'll be hard to see him go to New York without me, but it's just a friend."

"New York? It's been a long time they are together? He's moving with her?"

"No. Well, I don't think so, he would have told me. No, he has had a very important job offer in New York. He thinks I don't know yet but if he refuses, I'll kick his ass so hard that he can't sit for a month."

"You don't want to see him leave but if he doesn't leave, you kick him? Isn't it a contradiction?"

"Yes totally even. He's my friend; my job is to push him to live his life as best as possible."

"It pays well at least this job?"

"Not as good as accounting but it suits me like that."

"Wait, you're an accountant? I'd never have imagined." Teddy was surprised.

"Why? It's very fun such as job." Jeff replied.

"Okay, if you say so. So what does a woman must have for you to fall in love? Or ... a man?" Teddy asked, trying to find out about the orientation of his interlocutor who he was beginning to really like.

"If I knew it would be that I'm already in love." Jeff sighed.

"You must have some idea of whether it's a man or a woman already." Teddy tried again.

"Surely a woman. I mean, so far I've always been attracted to women but at the same time, if I meet a man who has all qualities so that I fall in love with him, I'd give him a chance. What do I know I don't like if I never tried it?"

"You don't think that you'd miss the women? I mean, if it happened that you fell in love with a man."

"I don't know. When one is truly in love there's no need to look elsewhere I think. Lastly, it seems to work for my friends."

"Do you think we could see each other again ...? After this wedding? Just like that, to talk." Teddy asked shyly.

"Why not, yes." Jeff replied, smiling.

"Uncle Jeff, I'm tired, I want to go home." Nalani said in a sleepy voice.

"Yes honey, we'll look for your parents. And if they still want to stay, I can take you at mine and Uncle Nick's if you want."

"Yes. You can make muffins for breakfast if I sleep at yours?"

"I hope I have what it takes to make them but otherwise that's okay."

"Thank you." the little girl said before moving her arms around the young man's neck to kiss him on the cheek.

"Good evening." Jeff threw to Teddy.

"Hey, wait. How do I contact you? You know, after."

"Oh yeah, sorry. You got a pen?"

Jeff wrote his phone number on the arm of Teddy and informed him that if he lost it, he could ask it to Tina since they knew each other.

By the way, you're wrong. There's a place in your life for children. Maybe not yours, but they have their place." Teddy said, smiling.

"Yes. You may be right in the end."

Teddy took his camera in hand when Marie and Eleana announced they were going to sing together while asking for indulgence because they knew they didn't have as much talent as other guests of the wedding. The music started and they began to sing in turn, a small familiar song for the newlyweds.

(EleanaMarie – Ensembles)
Come prima
Tu me donnes tant de joie
Que personne ne m'en donne
Comme toi

Sembra un sogno
Rive derti, accarezzarti
Le tue mani tra le mani
Stringere ancor

Que m'importe
si tu m'aimes moins que moi
Moi je t'aime comme on aime
qu'une fois

Ogni giorno, ogni istante
Dolce mente ti dirò
Come prima, più di prima
T'amerò

Come prima
Più di prima, t'amerò
Per la vita
La mia vita ti darò

At is table, sitting with Mercedes, chatting, Kurt stopped to listen to the song and a few tears began to bead on the corner of his eyes.

"Kurt? Everything okay? You're weird suddenly." Mercedes worried.

"Everything's fine, it's just ... This song ... This tune. My ... my mother used to sing it to me the evening to sleep. Well, almost."

More than ever, more than ever every day
I will love you more than ever, come what may
When the day breaks, I'll be there walking beside you
When the moon wakes in my dreams, I'll hold you near

Kurt softly hummed one of the verses of song he remembered from his childhood.

"Oh Kurtie." Mercedes exclaimed, taking him in her arms.

"Thank you Mercedes."

"Oh." Mercedes shouted, laughing. "She has moved."

Mercedes took Kurt's hand and placed it on her slightly rounded belly. Kurt found himself smiling as he felt mild movement under his hand.

"She loves this song it seems." Kurt said.

"It seems yes. I'll have to learn it. In three languages apparently." Mercedes said with a laugh.

"One, two, one, two. Can you hear me?" Paul asked from the stage where he had installed.

"Yes dad, we hear you." Dave shouted from his seat.

"Well, I don't know at all how to sing. Really not. But my wife has a sense of rhythm, she proposed herself to replace me with one of the groomsmen. They chose to sing a song that reminded them of the story of the newlyweds. Normally, you should all understand when it comes."

As Paul was speaking, Blaine and Shannon had settled on stools, Blaine with a guitar in hand.

(ShannonBlaine –Ensembles)
Well you only need the light when it's burning low
Only miss the sun when it starts to snow
Only know you love him when you let him go
Only know you've been high when you're feeling low
Only hate the road when you're missin' home
Only know you love him when you let him go
And you let him go

Staring at the bottom of your glass
Hoping one day you'll make a dream last
But dreams come slow and they go so fast
You see him when you close your eyes
Maybe one day you'll understand why
Everything you touch surely dies

But you only need the light when it's burning low
Only miss the sun when it starts to snow
Only know you love him when you let him go
Only know you've been high when you're feeling low
Only hate the road when you're missin' home
Only know you love him when you let him go

Staring at the ceiling in the dark
Same old empty feeling in your heart
'Cause love comes slow and it goes so fast
Well you see him when you fall asleep
But never to touch and never to keep
'Cause you loved him too much
And you dived too deep

'Cause you only need the light when it's burning low
Only miss the sun when it starts to snow
Only know you love him when you let him go
Only know you've been high when you're feeling low
Only hate the road when you're missin' home
Only know you love him when you let him go

'Cause you only need the light when it's burning low
Only miss the sun when it starts to snow
Only know you love him when you let him go
Only know you've been high when you're feeling low
Only hate the road when you're missin' home
Only know you love him when you let him go

But you got him back

"I never let you go again, I promise." Sebastian whispered in the ear of Dave.

"Promise?"

"I promise."

"You think they still have a lot of songs to sing for us? I'm tired." Dave asked.

"I think we can go, we filled our duties... And we've got another to fill at home." Sebastian replied with a suggestive tone.

"Pervert."

"Yes, I remind you that it was in the marriage contract, and that's the way you love me."

"True. We go then?"

"Yes, we go."

They finally fell in bed, totally exhausted, only bothering to get their suits away on a hanger, just because if they hadn't, Kurt would have never let them in peace when he'd knew. That had been a long day for them, maybe the longest of their lives. Dave turned towards his husband; he saw the tears flowing down his eyes and got worried.

"Hey babe. Are you okay? What's happening? Did I do something or say something to upset you?"

"NO! No, I'm fine. I promise, I'm more than fine."

"So why are you crying?" Dave asked, wipping a tear from Sebastian's cheek with his thumb.

"I don't know. It's just, all this day; it was a little overwhelming I guess. But they're good tears, I swear. I meant it earlier when I said that I'm so happy right now. You make me happy. You make me so happy. I don't know why I was so scared before, because today, I married you and it's actually the best feeling I've ever felt in my entire life. Not the fact to be married, but to be married with you of all people. It's like we were meant to be, like I had been looking for you all my life. I lost you once, when I was a baby. I didn't know it, but since then, I think I've been searching you. And I lost you another time… No, don't say anything, I don't resent you for that, you know it. But I don't want to lose you again. Ever. I know more than anyone that being married doesn't guaranty that I'll never lose you. But it still feels like it's a better chance to have you in my life for a long, long time. Okay, I'm rambling now. All I try to say is… I'm so happy right now."

"Oh baby. You make me so happy too. I didn't know how much I was missing you until I found you back. Twice."

Dave took Sebastian's hand in his and made him turn to him. He looked him in the eye and smiled.

"I love you Mr. Karofsky, as long as love will bind us." Dave said.

"I love you too Mr. Karofsky. So much." Sebastian replied with a smile before they both fell peacefully asleep smiling to each other.


By the way, good to know. When I started thinking about where I wanted Dave and Sebastian to go to college, I knew that I wanted a wedding at a moment in the story or at least something official. So I searched in what states gay marriage was allowed. I had scratched New York on my map because, well, they weren't all going to go to New York and worse, I wanted preferably a rather central state for various reasons. With all that in mind, it was complicated, especially since it required at least that there was a law school a little bit rated for Sebastian. Do you remember the time when I was taking super long times between updates? You understand now? Anyway, in the end, things be said, gay marriage is not legal in Illinois.
At the time of my research, there was apparently a possible civil union giving (supposedly) the same rights. Hence my choice.

That said, Illinois is currently trying to legalize gay marriage, let's be positive, by December 2021, this chapter will be realistic.

The setlist of this wedding (except for those which I have given the details in the text):
* Not Alone by Darren Criss (sorry, couldn't help myself)
* Comme ils disent by Charles Aznavour
* Come prima by Tony Dallara and Come prima by Dalida, mixed together. Plus More than ever by Malcolm Vaughan, one of the English versions of the same song
* Let her go by Passenger ... slightly transformed to stick to the situation ... And uh ... I'm just saying, but Shannon / Blaine duet ... You see Ryan, if you seek a little, there's a way.

The idea of using the song Comme ils disent this way, sung by Chloe came to me ago quite some time seeing Dièse interpret this song in The Voice (French version) from last season. In a transparent dress, sexy as hell and feminine, I must admit it brought new life to the song, which unfortunately is still relevant. I haven't used the full version here, but a longer version than Dièse anyway.

For those who don't speak French at all, this song can't be totally correctly translated because of the moment when the lyrics say ''Je suis un homme, oh'' the literal translation of that line is ''I'm a man, oh'' but in the way it's sung, it can be confused with ''I'm a homo''. Actually, I have to confess I had always thought the lyrics were ''I'm a homo''.

But hey, I'll still translate the song, but keep in mind that possible confusion, because I believe that's the foundation of that song.

I live alone with mom
In a very old apartment
rue Sarasate
I have to keep me company
A turtle two canaries
And a cat
The work does not frighten me
I am a bit designer
A bit stylist
But my real job is at night.
That I practice transvestite:
I am an artist
I have a very special number
Which ends in complete nudity
After striptease
And in the room I see that
The males do not believe their eyes.
I'm a man, oh!
As they say

About three o'clock in the morning
We go to eat with friends
Of all genders
In any bar-tabac
And there we enjoy wholeheartedly
And without complex
We meet retarded
Which to impress their tables
Walk and undulate
Mimicking what they think is us
And make themselves, the poor fools
look ridiculous
It gesticulates and speaks loudly
It plays divas, tenors
Of stupidity
Me, the gibes, the jeers
Leave me cold because it's true.
I'm a man, oh!
As they say

At a time when a new day dawns
I go back to my share
of loneliness
I remove my eyelashes and my hair
Like a poor unhappy clown
of weariness
Nobody has the right in truth
To blame me, to judge me
And I precise
That it is indeed the nature that
Is single responsible if
I'm a man, oh!
As they say