The event is a hit. As Smash Mouth would say, the celebrities keep coming and they don’t stop coming. Well, they sort of are. Smash Mouth is the opening act and they’re welcoming everyone and their dogs inside.

Kurt’s friends have all flown to LA to be here, since they’re all famous. Mercedes is a pop star, Artie is a filmmaker, Tina is a movie actress, Rachel is a Broadway actress, Brittany, Santana and Mike are well-known dancers, Quinn is an influential CEO, Puck has a high rank in the military, and Sam is a model.

Unlike Kurt, they did find success in their desired career paths, but as Kurt looks around and he sees what he’s planned, he cannot complain. And again, it pays well. Better than Broadway ever could.

And then there’s Blaine. He looks absolutely stunning in that suit. Kurt’s introducing him to everyone as the dog baker and as his date, which makes Blaine swoon.

“You did that?” Sam asks and he nods towards the cake. It’s still roped off for now.

“Together with my wonderful team, yes,” Blaine beams with pride.

“Dude, did you use the code KURT for 10% off on dog baking supplies?” Sam asks and Kurt groans. He quickly steers Blaine away from Sam before he can ask.

“No, but really, Kurt, can I use that code?” Blaine asks while they walk to the main stage.

“Blaine!”

Kurt then has to go on stage to announce the guest of the hour, the mastermind behind this entire party, and the main benefactor.

“Please welcome, Lady Gaga!”

“I cannot believe I baked a cake for Lady fucking Gaga!” Blaine whispers in Kurt’s ear. He tries to block out the music. There are a lot of performances, including Mercedes’s, and they’re wonderful, but Kurt and Blaine want to talk. “Did everyone know?”

Kurt nods. “Everyone who was invited, yes. Your invitation… came a bit late.”

“Better late than never,” Blaine says with a grin.

After more performances and speeches from local shelters and volunteers, it’s time to finally cut the cake so that all the suited up dogs can gnaw at it. All guests move towards the buffet plinth with their dogs in tow.

That’s when Blaine’s face pales.

Kurt also lets out a gasp.

Cooper is climbing over the rope.

“What the- Security!” Kurt yells. Cooper is not on the guest list. How did he get in?

But it’s too late. Cooper gives the seven tiered cake one big push and it tumbles over as everyone watches in shock. The silence becomes more insidious as it goes on. Two security offers come to collect Cooper, but he’s fighting them off.

“That’s on you, Blainey-Days!” Cooper yells angrily, “That’s what you get for firing me! If I can’t take credit for the cake, no one can!”

“Back up!” an officer yells.

“And fuck all of you!” Cooper then screams towards all the A-listers, “Fuck you Lady Gaga for not inviting me! I’m Cooper Anderson! You’ve failed me! You have no idea what you missed out on-”

“Am I supposed to know him?” Lady Gaga asks Rihanna, who answers with an disinterested shrug.

Finally, multiple security officers manage to drag Cooper to the exit. He keeps yelling about how unfair he’s been treated, but Hardwell turns up the music and Cooper fades into oblivion.

“Serves him right,” Kurt mutters. He turns to face Blaine, but he realises that the spot next to him is empty.

Where did Blaine go?