A/N: This is something I started to write about half way through the fourth season of glee, around the Valentine's Day episode. I have like thirty sheets of notebook paper with this story plus half a notebook of notes and ideas for this and another story. I decided to post this because I hope it will motivate me to pick this up again because I kind of abandoned it over the summer. This is like a little lead in and if people like it I'll post more. Sorry for the long note. Enjoy!
Hugs and butterfly kisses,
goodmorning 221b
Fiyero Fabray-Berry's life was like a crazy, weird crossover of Full House and Smash. He was in New York City, living the dream. With Ten other people. Ten. Which was like, ten too many. Maybe eight if you took into account the huge apartment.
His mum had gotten pregnant with him when she was a freshman in college. She had had a one night stand with her ex-fiancé and things didn't turn out as expected. His dad still lived in Lima, Ohio, (where pretty much everyone in his life had migrated from) and didn't know Fiyero existed.
In the apartment was Fiyero, obviously. His mum, Rachel Berry also lived there with her wife, Quinn Fabray. His mum's high school best friend, Kurt Hummel was also there with his husband (at least by New York standards) and their kids, Toronto, who was 10 and adopted and Elphaba, the eight year old daughter of Blaine and a close cousin of Kurt's.
Also part of this 'clan' were Adam, who was an ex turned friend of Kurt's, and Brody, Rachel's man-Barbie of an ex who had helped raise Fiyero in the absence of his father, and before Rachel and Quinn had married. The last two inhabitants were Quinn's best friends, Brittany Pierce and Santana Lopez, who were getting married the upcoming summer.