'Hi,' he said smiling, showing a little more teeth that usual.

'Hey,' Kurt replied. 'Are you ready?'

Blaine cleared his throat. 'Let's just do this.'

They walked over to the rehearsal room doors and noticed Jeff and Trent in front, guarding it.

'I'll take that,' Trent said, indicating to the satchel resting on Blaine's shoulder. Blaine handed it to him silently as Trent slipped through the doorway, the noise of chatter heard briefly before the door closed again. Jeff handed Kurt and Blaine a yellow rose, thorns removed and stems shortened.

'These look familiar,' said Kurt, placing the rose in the pocket of Blaine's school blazer as Blaine did the same for him.

'Let's just say they were - acquired on a stroll through the grounds this afternoon,' Jeff replied, shiftily.

Trent slipped back through the door, the sound of voices hushing one another behind him.

'Ready?' he asked.

Kurt and Blaine linked arms.

'Ready,' they replied in unison, though Kurt couldn't help but notice Blaine's voice came out as more of a squeak.

Jeff and Trent opened the double doors, and Kurt and Blaine stepped through. Around fifty pairs of eyes turned to stare back at them, many having stood up from their seats. Students were seated in rows, with a makeshift aisle running down the center of the room. Those without a seat stood around the perimeter of the room. They vaguely heard Jeff and Trent shut the doors behind them to then join the other Warblers standing at the front of the room, over to one side.

'Blaine?' whispered Kurt, tightening his hold on Blaine's arm.

'Kurt.'

'I'm freaking out.'

Blaine swallowed and gripped Kurt's arm even tighter. 'So am I.'

As soon as they had found their footing and had begun to make their descent down the aisle, the Warblers began to sing, repeating the one word love over and over. Blaine and Kurt turned to one another and smiled in recognition.

Other students gave them smiles as they walked past. Kurt began to notice details; all the students had worn their blazers. Two bunches of yellow roses sat in vases at the end of the aisle. And a large white banner with bold writing was draped high above the fireplace. Blaine noticed it, too; it read: "CONGRATULATIONS, BLAINE + KURT!"

Underneath the banner stood Thad, hands clasped together tightly, wearing a white shawl; he was poised with an air of superiority. On seeing that they were to be married by Thad, Kurt bit his lip, in an attempt to conceal a smirk. Blaine looked away, trying to stifle his laughter.

The Warblers were at the chorus now, and the other students began to clap along with their voices. They finished on love is all you need as the couple reached the end of the aisle, and the room fell silent again.

As Thad cleared his throat enthusiastically, Kurt and Blaine let go of each other and stood side by side in front of him.

'Fellow Warbler brethren,' Thad began solemnly, reading from a handwritten sheet of paper. 'Most distinguished guests of Dalton…'

'Dalton for life, bro!' someone shouted from down the back. The room erupted into laughter, including Kurt and Blaine.

Thad glared at the back of the room, but continued as if uninterrupted. 'We come together this fine Wednesday afternoon, in the hallowed presence of Dalton Academy, to join Warbler Blaine Anderson, and Warbler Kurt Hummel…'

'Elizabeth Hummel,' Kurt whispered to him.

'Warbler Kurt Elizabeth Hummel, in matrimony,' Thad continued. 'And we must now ask ourselves the most pressing of questions: How does one define marriage? Why is there placed an emphasis on it being a sacred rite, an act of passage? Why, in this cherished place, do we gather to celebrate the love shared between two people, among ourselves?'

'Why are there no chicks at Dalton?' a second student called out. Another wave of laughter hit the room.

'Nice one, James!' said Blaine, looking behind him and chuckling.

'I will have silence!' Thad pointed out his finger threateningly to the guests, and upon realizing he had lost his point on the page, said lazily:

'All those in favor of this union, say aye.'

'Aye!' the room responded in unison.

'Please turn to face each other.'

Kurt and Blaine followed his instructions; Kurt with his hands place in front of him, Blaine with his clasped behind his back.

'Warbler Kurt, repeat after me, please.' Kurt nodded.

'I, Kurt Elizabeth Hummel...'

'I, Kurt Elizabeth Hummel…' repeated Kurt, staring into Blaine's eyes. A smile formed on Blaine's lips as he watched him.

'Take thee, Blaine Anderson…' Thad continued.

'Take thee, Blaine Anderson…'

'To be my Dalton husband…'

Kurt snickered before repeating: 'To be my Dalton husband…'

'I promise to honor you, cherish you in good times and in bad and…will kick you in the nether regions if you dare suggest we set a foot in a GAP again? I did not write this!' Thad turned to the Warblers. 'Who desecrated my original vows?'

'Yours truly, replied Jeff, as Nick slowly raised his hand. 'Well, ours truly. But they're good, right?'

Thad stood, staring with his mouth hanging open at them in disbelief before turning his attention to Kurt: 'If you care to repeat that, go ahead.'

After Kurt managed to repeat the last few words without dissolving into giggles, Thad turned his attention to Blaine, who had, up until Kurt's last statement, had been watching Kurt with wonderment.

'Warbler Blaine, repeat after me, please. I, Blaine Anderson…'

Blaine exhaled slowly.

'I…Blaine Anderson…'

'Take thee, Kurt Elizabeth Hummel…' Thad continued.

'Take – take thee, Kurt Elizabeth Hummel…'

Behind Kurt, the Warblers stood by silently, many in a state of embrace with the person nearest to them.

'To be my Dalton husband…'

'To be m-' Blaine's voice trailed off and he looked away from Kurt, taking in the view of the fireplace instead. Concerned, Kurt reached over to touch Blaine's shoulder gently as other students called out words of encouragement.

'Come on, Blaine!'

'You can do it, bro,' said Wes, enveloped from behind in David's hug.

Blaine sighed, picking up Kurt's hand from his shoulder and taking Kurt's other hand in his own.

'To be my Dalton husband,' he repeated, shaking his head, a tight smile forming on his lips.

'I promise to-'

'I promise to respect you,' Blaine said, interrupting Thad. 'Be honest with you, always, and share many more meaningful talks over coffee. And sing more duets with you. And let you throttle me if I'm being an ass,' he added.

Kurt laughed, also sending Blaine into a chuckle.

'Okay, said Thad, satisfied, and shouted something that made them both jump. 'Rings!'

Trent ran over to Thad, place two objects in his outstretched hand, then ran back to stand with the other Warblers. On seeing the objects in hand, Kurt and Blaine both looked away, giggling. A few students began standing up from their chairs to get a better look.

'Gummy candy rings,' Blaine announced, as laughter rose again from their guests.

'This is serious business!' Thad bellowed, placing a ring in Kurt's hand.

'Warbler Kurt, repeat after me: Blaine, I give you this ring as a sign of my love and affection. With it, I thee wed.'

Kurt repeated Thad's words, slipping the ring onto Blaine's finger.

'Warbler Blaine,' continued Thad, asking Blaine to repeat his words and place the ring on Kurt's finger. Blaine did so, interlacing his fingers with Kurt's afterwards.

'By the power invested in me by Dalton Academy…' Thad said, reading from the sheet of paper again. 'And…its finest assortment of Bros…' He rolled his eyes at the last sentence as the Warblers snickered. '…I now pronounce you joined in matrimony.' He placed the sheet behind his back. 'You, uh, may now kiss each other.'

Blaine made the mistake of glancing over at their audience of guests, all leaning forward in their chairs expectantly, grins on their faces. It was short-lived, as Kurt circled an arm around his waist and pulled him forward into a passionate kiss. Blaine felt himself being dipped backwards, and he threw his arms around Kurt for support. Cheers erupted from all the students in the room, along with a few whistles, none as loud as the Warblers who were shouting and hugging one another excitedly. Kurt broke the kiss and pulled Blaine into an upright position again.

'Wow!' Blaine whispered to him over the noise in the room.

Kurt turned towards Thad, who was congratulating them politely, and thanked him with a kiss on his cheek; Blaine following suit with a kiss on Thad's other cheek. Thad laughed, blushing slightly as the rest of the Warblers bounded over, hugging Blaine and Kurt and giving Thad pats on the back, or in Wes's case, tousling his hair. As this was occurring, a small commotion was forming at the opposite end of the room. Raised whispers and cries of 'Shush!' reached the other side of the room where the Warblers stood.

Blaine noticed that a number of students were huddled around the double doors.

'Guys, what's happening?' he called out, his smile vanishing.

One of the boys tuned around, looking pale.

'The headmaster!' he exclaimed. The noise within the room immediately ceased. 'The headmaster's coming this way….and he has six other teachers with him.'

'Who?'

'Professor Johnston…Deputy Headmaster Collins…they'll be here any second now.'

'I -' Wes began, as a few students turned to face him. 'I wrote on the booking sheet that we were all meeting to practice our French for the upcoming bi-annual European Languages Revue.'

All color drained from Thad's face. His eyes flickered to the other Warblers, frozen in mid-hug, to the other guests, and then to the roses and the white banner hanging above them.

'We – we must hide the roses!' he shouted, as two Warblers came to and rushed over to claim them. 'Banner must come down! Newlyweds – someone get them out!'

'But-' protested Kurt, as one of the Warblers threw Blaine his satchel. Blaine grabbed Kurt by the hand and tried to pull him towards the only other exit – a side door which lead to another part of the hallway. Kurt hesitated.

'They're covering for us!' Blaine hissed, as Nick, Jeff and Trent attempted to reach the banner above the fireplace.

'Places, everyone!' Thad announced, as students scrambled back to their seats. The last thing Kurt and Blaine overheard was Jeff's voice as they fell out into the hallway: 'Merde - I can't speak French!'