Still at prom, the room was crowded with students...

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Finn walked over to the punch, holding out a cup while Sue filled it up.

"Hudson Hog, take a deep, meaningful drink of Sue Sylvester's Special Prombrosia. I don't know if it's the sentimental fetus in me talking, but I think it's the best batch ever." Sue says.

"Um, have you seen Quinn? I... I want to make sure that I can, uh, get her and her wheelchair up on stage when she wins." Finn said.

"Well, she had a couple of cups of punch earlier, so I'll probably start with the girls room." Said Sue.

A few minutes later, Quinn was in the bathroom out of her wheelchair...

"Hello. Hey, Quinn, Quinn, are you in here?" Finn asked, walking into the bathroom and seeing her standing by the sink. "You... you can walk?"

"Yeah. Isn't it amazing? You're seeing me take my first steps." Quinn says.

"So... so you... you... you lied to us! To everybody."

"No, I mean, my legs are getting better, but I wanted it to be a surprise. You know, for when I walk up there and... and get my crown. The crowd will go wild." Said Quinn.

Quinn sits down in the wheelchair.

"I really want this." Quinn tells him.

"Yeah. You may want this, but Rachel needs me and... and I picked you over her! D... d... do you know how stupid that makes me feel? You have everything. You're gonna have your crown. You're gonna go to Yale. Rachel has none of that! And tonight, thanks to you, she doesn't even have me." He sais, turning around and walking out.

"We're a shoo-in. I need you." Quinn muttered.

"No, you don't need me, okay? I... I... I thought going through all that terrible stuff this year made you cooler, but, no, you're still the same old Quinn. All that matters is you." Finn said.

"Come on, stop! Please. It's mandatory for the nominees to have one dance together." Quinn says.

"I know! That's why I'm going to go get Ashleigh to come here." Finn tells her.

Later, they all arrived at the hotel room...

"Look, there's chocolate on the pillow." Said Kurt.

"We got room service." Blaine said.

"I heard it's mandatory for nominees to be at prom, and, well, Ashleigh, you're here." Said Rachel.

"What do we do now?" Asked Ashleigh.

"Duh... strip poker. I have condoms." Becky says.

Puck and Blaine's faces dropped.

"Becky, remember, Blaine and I are together." Ashleigh tells her.

"Never stopped me before." Becky tells them.

"Let's just get wasted." Ashleigh says. "I guess I'd love to show you guys my prom dress... I'd hate for it to go completely to waste."

"Worst anti-prom ever!" Becky shouted.

"Look, Ashleigh, if you wanna go to prom, say the word, and we'll go." Puck says, putting an arm around her shoulders.

"If the nominees are supposed to be there and I'm not... would they ban me from nationals?" Ashleigh asked.

Back at prom, Santana was performing...

"Just one dance, Finn; finish it with me?" Quinn asked.

"Yeah, I will... as soon as you stand up and show everybody how much you deserve this, how much you deserve to be Prom Queen." Said Finn.

"Are you really doing this right now?" Quinn asked.

"What, making you walk? Make you stand up and show everybody how much of a crazy liar you are?! Yeah. Come on. Stand up!" Finn shouted.

"What's going on, dude?" Joe asked, walking over to them.

"Did you know she can walk, too? You must have with all that physical therapy you've been giving." Finn said.

"Hey, just finish the dance with me!" Quinn shouted.

"Stand the hell up! Come on!" Finn shouted, trying to pull her up.

"What is wrong with you?!" Joe asked, shouting loudly and shoving Finn away.

Finn shoved Joe back, and Sue arrived, placing her hand on Finn's chest.

"Hey, hey, hey! You forcing me to eject you from yet another prom, Hudson?" Asked Sue.

"Not this time, Coach." Finn muttered, walking away from them.

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Back at the hotel, Puck went to grab the M&M's...

"Touch those peanut M&M's, and I will end you." Becky said, snatching the packet out of his hands.

Ashleigh and Blaine watched the TV, but she was quite bored.

"This is a repeat. It's the one with the passive-aggressive lesbian and the doggy care." Blaine says.

"Oh, my God, this suck just as bad as prom would've." Ashleigh muttered.

"Yeah, well..." Blaine says, shrugging his shoulders.

"If you wanted to go, I would've gone with you." Ashleigh tells him.

"I am not going to give into Brittany's stupid ban on hair gel." Blaine said, falling back onto the bed and staring up at the ceiling. "Ashleigh, you haven't seen me without an enormous amount of hair gel in my hair. It's... it's really bad."

There was a knock on the door.

"Finally! Room service is here. I want my shrimp cocktail!" Becky shouted, opening the door and finding Finn there.

"Hey, Becky. Where's Ashleigh and Rachel?" Finn asked, walking into the room and seeing Ashleigh on the bed with Blaine.

"She's been in the bathroom for 45 minutes; I'm guessing the runs." Said Becky.

Rachel opened the door in her prom dress.

"Hi." Finn said.

"What are you doing here?" Rachel asked.

"Keeping it simple. I love you. You're beautiful. Prom sucks without you." Finn says, handing her the box and kissing her. "Prom sucks without all of you, guys. Ashleigh, get into your prom dress. You're going."

Ashleigh signed.

"This is the last time we're going to get to be together like this. I wanna dance with my fiancée, dance with my future sister-in-law, and dance with my friends." Said Finn.

"Go get dressed." Blaine tells her. "I think you'll have a big shot at winning... let's just hope you don't get Rick "the Stick" Nelson."

"I'll get changed in the car. Then we'll go to prom. Wait, are you guys gonna come?" Ashleigh asked.

"Not until I get my shrimp cocktail." Becky said.

"I'm good; you guys go ahead." Puck tells them.

Finn and Rachel walked out, and Becky shut the door, locking it.

"Are you ready for some strip poker, Puckerman? Socks count as one item." Becky tells him.

Later, Finn, Rachel, Kurt, Ashleigh, and Blaine walked into prom...

"Really do love that dress, Ash." Kurt tells her.

"Thanks." Ashleigh says, spinning around and laughing lightly.

Mercedes and Sam saw them, and they smiled. Even Emma and Will see them.

"Ashleigh looks beautiful... that's a really nice dress, actually." Emma said.

"Finn must have convinced them all to come." Will says.

"I'm so glad you guys came. New rule, Ashleigh, prom nominees are supposed to be here." Brittany says, walking over to them. "Wow. Love the dresses, girls."

"Yeah, well, one of them took a lot of convincing in the car." Finn says, looking back at Ashleigh.

"Come on, let's dance." Rachel said, pulling Finn with her.

"No, sorry, Blaine. I said no hair gel, remember?" Asked Brittany.

Blaine signed.

"I can totally smell it."

"Let's go!" Santana shouted, grabbing Brittany's hand and pulling her into the crowd.

"You can do this." Ashleigh tells him.

Ashleigh pulled the ends of her dress up, walked onto the dance floor, and began dancing beside Mercedes.

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Back with Becky and Puck...

"Suck on these, Puckerman. Trip aces." Said Becky.

"Crap. I'm getting sharked. Where'd you learn to play?" Puck asked.

"In the joint." Becky says.

"Well, I'm one losing hand away from an extremely awkward situation, so would you mind laying off a bit?" Puck asked.

"I can't; I'm too pissed off." Becky said.

"Why?" Puck asked.

"I didn't get nominated for prom queen like that girl in the commercial. Coach Sue said I couldn't get the votes." Said Becky.

"You really want that crown, huh?" Puck asked.

"More than anything. It hurts, Puck." Becky muttered.

"Becky Jackson... I'm putting some clothes on 'cause I've got an idea." Puck tells her.

"Really?" Asked Becky.

"Yeah, check it out. We still haven't crowned a king and queen for the anti-prom, have we?" Puck asked, slipping into his top and walking away.

"No, we haven't." Becky says.

"I'm gonna bust out my knife. If you ask me, I think the anti-prom's the most important prom of all. First, we need a king." Puck said.

"Nice." Becky muttered.

"Now we need a queen. Hmm... Becky Jackson, I crown you the Queen of the anti-prom." Puck says, placing a paper-made crown on her head.

"Your Highness, what do you say we get out of here?" Asked Puck.

"Sure." Becky said.

Back with Ashleigh, she was standing in the corridor when she saw Quinn...

"Hey, I got your text. You have three minutes. The voting started, and I need to get out there and press the flesh." Quinn said.

"Is it true? What Finn told me... he pulled aside... I voted for you as prom queen all this time..."  Ashleigh murmured.

"What are you talking about?" Asked Quinn.

"Can... can you walk?" Ashleigh asked, looking at Quinn.

"Stop making out with Berry and get to the Spanish room, Quinn." Said Santana.

Ashleigh waited for Santana to go.

"You know how horrible that is! When there's people like Artie who will be in a wheelchair for their whole lives, I love you, Quinn; I do... and... you've always been good to me." Ashleigh tells her.

Ashleigh gave her a small smile, walking back into prom. Quinn stared at her back.

With Tina, she poured herself some punch...

"Drop that ladle, Cohen-Chang! Oh, I'm on to you, lady. You're trying to spike my punch!" Sue shouted.

"No, I'm not; I'm just thirsty. I'm dehydrated from the crying." Tina said.

"Yeah, right. That dress is hideous." Sue tells her.

Tina walked away, and Sue saw Puck and Becky walking into prom. Sue smiled, seeing them.

"Game on, beautiful." Puck says.

"Born for this, Puckerman." Becky said.

"Becky, I don't care which dope we crown tonight; you are truly a queen of this joint." Sue tells her.

"Thanks, Coach! Oh, my God! Is that a sniper in the rafters?" Becky asked, pointing up at the ceiling.

Sue turned away from the punch bowl.

"Oh, I know I should've done another security sweep. I don't see anything." Sue tells her.

Puck spikes the punch bowl while Sue's back is turned.

Back with Santana and Quinn, they counted the slips...

"My count for king is the same as yours. I don't get it. How could Brittany only get four votes?" Asked Santana.

"Might be the fact that she's a girl." Quinn says.

"I don't want to be queen if Britt isn't king." Santana says, standing up and walking over to Quinn.

"Good. Because my count for queen was the same as yours. Ashleigh won by three votes." Quinn tells her.

"Cool." Santana said.

Back in the gym, people stared as someone walked past them...

Ashleigh stood there with her mouth open.

"Oh, my dear God. Now I remember." Ashleigh mumbled, placing her fingers on her lips and staring at him. "Yeah... my party, remember? Your hair was like that. Exactly like that."

"Oi, Ash, don't make fun of the new kid with the bad 'fro. It's hair-bullying." Brittany tells her.

"Brittany, that's not a new kid. That's Blaine without hair gel." Ashleigh said.

"Is it really that bad?"

"Yeah, you're Mr. Broccoli Head." Brittany tells him.

"It's... it's not that bad." Said Ashleigh.

"Ashleigh, yeah, it is. It's really bad. And you've made your point. I abused my power as president, but to help save the prom and to keep people turning to stone when they stare at you, I'll give you special permission to wear hair gel immediately." Brittany said.

"Quiet, please, children." Figgins says, standing on the stage and speaking into a microphone.

"I'll be right back." Said Blaine.

"No. Don't you dare. I love finally getting to see the real you. The man without the product. And I want everyone here to know how proud I am of my brave, very, very handsome, bushy-haired boyfriend. Besides, you'll miss seeing who gets crowned." Ashleigh says, grabbing his hand and pulling him towards the stage.

"First, I have an announcement to make: there are no more reptiles living in McKinley's toilets. The family of snakes has been safely removed from the zoo. Now, this year's Prom Court nominees for prom king are: Finn Hudson..." Figgins says.

The crowd cheered, and Finn walked on the stage.

"Rick "The Stick" Nelson..." Figgins said.

A few people cheered.

Rick walked on the stage, standing beside Finn.

"And President Brittany S. Pierce." Said Figgins.

The crowd clapped, and a few cheered.

"The nominees for Prom Queen: Santana Lopez..." Figgins says.

Everyone cheered, and Santana walked on stage.

"Ashleigh Berry..." Figgins says.

The crowd went wild, and Ashleigh smiled, waving, standing beside Santana.

"And Miss Quinn Fabray. I would like to invite last year's queen, but she's one of the nominees... so sassy Kurt Hummel to crown this year's winners." Figgins tells them.

The crowd cheered, and Kurt walked over.

"Yay, Ashleigh! Good luck!" Blaine shouted, giving her a thumbs up.

"And... this year's Prom King is... hmm... Mr. Finn Hudson!" Figgins shouted.

The crowd cheered, and Brittany and Ashleigh clapped their hands.

"Go, Finn!" Blaine shouted.

Finn waved, stepping forward, and Kurt placed the crown on top of his head.

"And the winner for Prom Queen is..." Figgins tells them.

The guy did a drumroll.

"The female crowned the Prom Queen... for a second time in a row... Miss Ashleigh Berry!" Figgins shouted.

The crowd went wild.

"Yes, babe! You won!" Blaine shouted.

Santana looked down at Quinn, and Ashleigh stepped forward.

Kurt smiled, placing the crown on top of her head.

"Smile and breathe." Kurt whispered.

"McKinley Titans, bow down to your new leaders!" Figgins shouted.

The crowd went wild once more, and Figgins smiled at Ashleigh.

"And now... first dance of this year's Senior Prom King and Queen!" Figgins shouted.

Ashleigh handed the stick she was holding to Kurt, staring at Finn.

"You gonna do a Karofsky and run off? Totally cool if you wanna dance with Rachel? I kind of wanna dance with Blaine." Ashleigh tells him.

"Come on." Finn says, holding out his hand.

Ashleigh snickered, placing her hand in his. The crowd parted, and they stepped onto the dance floor.

Blaine and Finn looked around, noticing people wiping their eyes.

Halfway through the song, Finn spins Ashleigh around, and Ashleigh placed her arms around Blaine's neck and smiled.

Finn grabbed Rachel's hand, pulling her onto the dance floor.

"I bet this is some sort of joke like last year. Is someone going to throw pig's blood on me next, like in Carrie?" Ashleigh asked.

"Look at me. No one's gonna do that. You're sexy, you're beautiful, and you're an inspiration to every single person in this room, just like you are to me... you're amazing." Said Blaine.