Kurt woke up the next morning in his hotel room. Rachel, Mercedes, Tina, Blaine, Finn, Puck and a duck shaped balloon were sharing his bed with him, as well as 14 feather boas.

He gently got himself off the bed and walked into the bathroom. There were beer cans and various other bottles of liquor all over the sink and the counter, and the bathtub was full of chocolate.

"What the fuck happened last night?"

Kurt cleaned up the bathroom and surprisingly got most of the chocolate out of the tub.

He walked back into the room and found Mercedes and Tina heading for the door.

"Work"

He nodded and hugged them before they left.

He started picking things up around the room, following a trail of worn out glo sticks to the balcony.

"...Uh, hi?"

Kurt stared down at the woman sitting on the lawn chair.

She glanced back up at him. "Hey, where am I?"

"...You're on the balcony of my hotel room."

She grinned. "Oh yeah? What happened last night?"

Kurt smiled at her. "Well, nothing between us. I'm very much in love with my boyfriend."

"That's kind of hot. Can I watch you guys?"

Blaine appeared on the balcony, wearing only a pair of shorts. "That's actually how we met."

"What do you mean?"

Blaine smiled. "Well, I was the designated driver last night, I didn't actually start drinking until hours after you guys did. So after Kurt and I...had our fun at the strip club..."

Kurt blushed. He remembered that.

"We met you." He turned to the woman. "You had been watching us pretty much the whole time and you tried to get us to agree to a threeesome, instead Kurt invited you to hang out with us for our joined "super awkward pre wedding party." After that, there was a lot of drinking and watching dancers."

Blaine smiled. "And then Emily here got up on stage and decided to give us a lap dance. I do mean us, she switched back and forth from lap to lap, and when nothing happened downstairs she got mad and ended up somewhere else with Puck for a while."

Emily smiled. "Which one is Puck?"

Blaine pointed towards the bed. "Mohawk."

She grinned again. "Score."

Kurt shook his head and smiled at Blaine. "Anything else?"

"She gave Finn one hell of a lap dance."

Kurt gasped. "Oh no, Rachel's gonna kill me!"

Blaine laughed. "No...you gave her one while he got one."

"Blaine Anderson that is not a funny joke."

"It's not a joke. You gave her a lap dance and then Rachel and Finn disappeared for a while, and so did we." Blaine grinned. "And then Emily tried to follow. That's pretty much all that I remember though. We must have come back here and started drinking."

Kurt nodded. "So nothing about the chocolate tub?"

Emily stared at him. "That sounds delicious."

"I cleaned it all up."

Her eyes went wide. "With your tongue?"

Blaine smiled appreciatively and Kurt laughed.

"No, with water and a cloth."

Emily pouted. "That's no fun."

Blaine grinned. "I don't know, the thought of him leaning over the side of the tub is kind of a nice thought to me..."

Kurt lightly hit Blaine's arm as they both laughed.

Emily leaned against the balcony railing. "So, do you guys befriend and hang out with strippers often?"

Blaine shrugged. "I'm not gonna tell you that it's never happened. I don't do it a lot though, only when the opportunity presents itself. I've found some good friends that way."

"Oh, is that how you guys met?"

Kurt smiled. "No...but thank you."

She smiled again. "For a non stripper, you certainly know how to use your hips."

"You bet he does, just ask Anderson." Puck appeared on the balcony next to Emily and wrapped his arm around her waist. "Morning, babe."

Blaine took Kurt's hand. "Wanna go for a walk while these two defile the balcony?"

Puck appeared to be eating Emily's face, prompting Kurt to nod. They strolled through their hotel room and out into the hallway.

"Are you feeling okay? Do you wanna grab some food?"

Kurt smiled. "I'm actually doing okay right now. You must have taken good care of me last night."

"Well I did what I could. I seem to remember getting awfully jealous when you were giving Rachel that lap dance..."

Kurt bit his lip. "Well would it help if I told you that you have nothing to worry about cause she really isn't my type?"

"I guess it could have been worse. You could have given Finn a lap dance..."

As it turned out, there were explinations for the duck balloon and the chocolate in the bathtub. Finn had wanted to surprise Rachel with a bathtub full of chocolate, but had forgotten to turn the AC up before he snuck back out. And Puck bought Rachel the duck balloon for her unborn child.

Everyone was still talking after the parties, so Kurt considered them a success.

Everything was ready. Kurt and Blaine had spent the whole night at the church getting the flowers ready, and making sure everything was set up while Rachel got a good night's sleep. The church was gorgeous. At the end of every pew, there was a container of light pink rose petals for everyone to shower upon the bride and groom once they exchanged vows, and beautiful flower arrangements.

After getting ready, but before the wedding, Blaine and Kurt stood watching as people filed into the church.

"You know, Kurt, if fashion doesn't work out you should seriously consider planning weddings. This is gorgeous."

Kurt smiled. "I should hope so, I've been planning weddings since I was 7."

"Were you marrying your G.I Joes too?"

Kurt laughed. "No, Ken and Barbie, Ken and Ken, Barbie and Barbie. I didn't care. I just loved their weddings."

Blaine smiled. "Just think of this one as practice..."

Kurt nodded. "It was practice for ours." He smiled at Blaine shyly.

Blaine reached over and took Kurt's hand, squeezing it. "Exactly."

Kurt's phone started buzzing violently in his pocket. He fished it out and sighed. "The bride requires my assistance, text me if there are any problems out here." He kissed Blaine's cheek quickly and rushed into Rachel's room.

"What's wrong?"

Rachel was sitting on the couch in her undergarments, rubbing her stomach and crying.

"It doesn't fit."

"What doesn't fit?"

"My dress"

Kurt stared at her in complete disbelief. "Rachel, we went for a fitting 6 days ago, how does it not fit?"

"I don't know! It just doesn't, and my feet are swollen and I can't get my shoes on."

Kurt took a deep breath and sat next to Rachel, taking her hands. "Okay. Take a deep breath, there's no reason to freak out."

She did as he said.

"Who helped you into your dress at the dress place?"

"Santana."

Kurt smiled. "Okay, we can fix this." He pulled out his phone and dialed quickly. "Hi San, can you come to Rachel's room? We need your help." He listened as she spoke. "Yeah...how'd you know?" He laughed at something she said. "Okay, I'll see you in a few." He hung up.

"Santana's on her way, she says there's a trick to the dress. She's gonna come fix it. As for your shoes, it's perfectly okay. Your dress covers them anyways, you can wear just about anything. I've got a pair of those ones you can keep in your purse, you can wear those."

Rachel started sobbing again. "Oh Kurt, I don't know what I'd do without you."

Santana burst into the room a few minutes later and pulled Rachel towards her dress.

"See, there's the slip that buttons up here, but if you don't button it, it bunches up here and it won't do up, see?"

Kurt smiled. "San, will you stay with her till it's time? I've got a few other things to take care of out there. I'll show Brit where the room is and she can join you."

Santana smiled. "Yeah yeah, just go. We have girl time to catch up on here."

Kurt found Brittany in the hallway and pointed her towards the room before heading back to the main hall to find Blaine.

"How are things out here?"

Blaine smiled. "They're perfect, Kurt. Seriously, you can breathe."

"It's still early, things can still go wrong. How's Finn?"

"He's good. He's with Puck getting ready. The rings are in my pocket, and Finn has his vows. I checked. I made him show me the paper."

Kurt nodded. "Okay. The caterers are all set up in the reception hall, Burt and Carole are seated, the brides maids and grooms men are ready. I think that's it."

"Let's do this."

The wedding went off perfectly. Rachel looked gorgeous, Finn looked handsome and neither of them made fools out of themselves. The rings made it on to their fingers and no one said the wrong name.

Kurt had told Rachel ahead of time that he would help with the reception but once it started, he was going to have fun. And he did.

Between the wedding and the reception, Kurt and Blaine returned to the hotel and got rid of their ties and jackets.

At the reception, they had dinner and started drinking. It was an open bar, and neither had to worry about driving, so they made sure they had their fun.

Rachel was lounging comfortably with her feet in Finn's lap as he massaged them.

Most of the older guests had cleared out, leaving only the Bride and Groom's friends, most of whom were currently watching Kurt and Blaine on the dance floor, practically dry humping each other while singing "Peacock"

Rachel smiled at her new husband. "I can't wait for them to see this on our wedding video."