Disclaimer: Standard still applies.
A/N: This is the last drabble for now, but if I come up with more idears for this 'verse, please let me know. I might write it then.

"I think you guys should have a joint wedding." Rachel said as she strolled down the hallway with Chris and Kurt, arms linked with both of them. She looked from one to the other, to see their faces.

Chris looked happy about the idea, "Of course. That would be amazing as well as smart." He leaned forward a bit so that he could see his twin well, "We can use amnesia roses in the wedding."

Kurt looked a bit panicked, "We're in high school. Should we really be planning our wedding?"

"Do you not think you and Noah will make it?" Rachel asked, a frown on her face.

Kurt shrugged, "You can never be sure. I mean, yes. Ideally Noah and I run off to New York and I get on Broadway and he starts a rock band that sells out at concerts. But even in that world, I don't know if we'd actually marry."

Just then, Mark and Noah joined them. Mark took Chris's free hand and they shared a small smile while Noah plastered himself against Kurt's body, "I'd totes marry you, babe. You're a hot piece of ass as well as badass. Killer personality." He paused, "If you want, I'll go fetch a Ring Pop and I'll get on one knee right here in the hallway."

Everyone ignored Rachel's squeak.