Number 1# (Terri)
Terri Schuester was happy. It seemed so long since she could smile without having to fake it. Of course there was still the fabric around her middle haunting her but she was growing used to pretending that. Her plan was exceeding her expectations, everything was working out.
She was quite proud of herself for holding the pieces of her dying marriage together. The baby in that loose cheerleader Quinn Fabray's stomach would seal the deal. The reason she was doing all this sat across from her, leaning up against the wall of the craft room with a furrowed expression on his face.
"Terri, where did you buy this thing?" Will asked picking up one of the slants of wood from the pile in the middle of the room.
"Mr. Gonzales gave it to me for a great bargain-" Terri began but he cut her off.
"How much?" he sighed.
"Will, a cot is a very important part of a child's identity, we needed a good one!" she exclaimed caressing the polished pine slants.
"What was wrong with the one my parent's one?" Will said exasperatedly.
The couple soon dropped the subject when Terri clutched at her stomach dramatically making Will think better of stressing out his 'pregnant' wife. Strangely enough the argument was soon forgotten and instead of uncomfortable truce they began to talk. Will, well struggling to join the base of the cot to the legs, described to her the latest School drama.
"They finally fixed the mini fridge in the staff room but Em said…" he trailed off as Terri's head shot up at the mention of his co worker.
They quickly changed the subject but Terri could not forget what he said. At first ahe had not taken Sue Sylvester very seriously when the Cheerleading Coach had come round forewarning of her Husband's wandering eye. But then she had got into the school and found something she did not like.
Plenty of girls had had a crush on Will. Mostly students, with dazzled gazes that admittedly freaked her out but she knew her Husband didn't look at them like that, even if he didn't know that she thought that.
Even some women their own age were flustered by Will's charm but Terri had always been enough for him. Until now.
She had seen the way he looked at that – thing. With its bug eyed stare and weird fashion sense, that harlot had tricked Will into, lov- liking it. Never before had Terri felt her security so shaken. Even with that baboon Ken Tanaka poised to whisk the ginger meerkat away, Will was still infatuated.
But sitting here now, laughing and preparing for their new life, Terri felt better. That wench had nothing on her. Of course Will could tell her how much he cared about her more, and let her subscribe to that Ultimate Accessories magazine but she still had her golden boy.
So as she pushed the last of the cot pieces to the corner of the room she blocked out the name her husband uttered with such affection and the thought that her place as number 1# in Will Schuester's heart might not always be so secure.
The End.