I just love pairing Faberrittana. Especially their future life. I started this while ago, had some story here, but deleted it. Now, I started again this, might continue it.

AU: Rachel, Santana, Brittany and Quinn with their eight children. These are names of children and their ages. Names are randomly chosen.

Every mistake is mine,of course. English is not my native language, so be kind. If anyone would do beta, I'm up for it. :)

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Ina – 17 years old (adopted)

Daniel – 17 years old (Brittany's)

Victoria/Tori and Alexis/Alex – 15 years old (Santana's)

Emily – 14 years old (Quinn's)

Katie – 5 years old (Rachel's)

Ian – 4 years old (Brittany's)

Lea – 15 months old (Rachel's)

''San! Come downstairs, breakfast is almost ready'' shouted Quinn from kitchen downstairs.

Everyone was already at table, except Rachel who had early phone call for work and had to go. Quinn and Brittany were usually ones to make breakfast, since Santana wasn't interested at all in it and Rachel always said she'd rather help kids prepare themselves for school. Bullshit, they were already old enough to prepare on their own and little ones didn't even go to school. It was excuse for 'don't make me prepare it, I suck'.

Santana came rushing in kitchen, in one hand on hip Lea, their youngest daughter and in another papers. She sat baby in crib and sat down, taking sip of coffee. She wasn't morning person at all.

''Eww, why is in here so much sugar, Q?'' she groaned, scrunching face at blonde.

''You took Britt's coffee, dork. Here's yours'' Quinn answered placing kiss on Latina's lips. She understood that Santana was the busiest of them all. She had some pretty complicating job, she was one of the best lawyers in New York City.

Santana smiled and drank from her cup, following with bite of toast with honey.

''Anyone need ride for school? I'll go in few minutes'' she said and started feeding Lea. The baby shook head, thinking it was time for playing. ''No, Lee, eat please'' Santana pleaded.

''I'll drive them today, baby'' said Brittany and teens nodded.

Brittany had her own dance studio in New York. Since their life was pretty much good and they had enough money, even a little too much, so they could afford dance studio for Brittany. Quinn was doctor at Central City Hospital. Rachel was successful Broadway star. With their children, their life was perfect. They had it all, from smallest things to love.

''Actually, mom, I have ride for today'' said Ina getting up and putting bag on shoulder.

She was the oldest one, still in high school. She looked the most like Santana. Long black hair, dark skin tone and witty body made her look gorgeous. Ina didn't mind she was adopted, she knew that was her destiny and that they were her real family. Also, she didn't have any fear coming out, she was out and proud.

''With who?'' asked Quinn eyeing girl's outfit. Tight black skirt, pink top and leather black jacket. And maybe too much make up for school. She had her own dance crew. Ina started dancing with Brittany, since she was four years old. Apparently, girl didn't like that much ballet, on Rachel's insistence. She was born for street dance, hip hop. In one hand, Ina was rebel.

Rachel always wanted to make rules for her, but just like Santana, she never followed them. So they accepted them. But what Ina has, is really smart head. She knew to differentiate bad from good. And they were proud.

''With friend from crew, don't worry'' Ina winked and ran from dinning room.

Brittany sighed and started taking dishes from table putting it in dishwasher. Alex and Emily took their bags, murmuring something about their sister, Victoria.

''Mommy, can I stay at friend's tonight?'' asked Tori, looking at Brittany. Kids knew which mom was nicest, so they strived to always ask her when something is about to be bad.

Santana caught with eye Emily smirking behind Victoria, so she snapped at her.

Brittany was about to answer, but Santana went first. ''Which friend?''

''Umm, from class.. we have project, yeah..''

''Are you sure? Project in the middle of week?''

''Yes, mami. Can I please?'' Victoria nervously shifted and narrowed eyes to Santana. Latina sighed, somehow she knew her daughter was lying, but she didn't want to ask. Or fight.

''You can, baby. Your mami is being little tough this morning'' smiled Brittany placing one hand on Santana's shoulder. Santana chuckled and hip-hit her.

''Thanks!'' squealed Victoria and ran from kitchen. Smirking, Alex and Emily went after her, leaving three moms behind them.

''Wait for me in the car! Be there in minute!'' shouted Brittany behind them.

''Do you think she's lying?'' said Quinn after they left, facing Santana and Brittany. They knew their kids, so they could say when they are different.

Santana shrugged, along with Brittany. ''Who know? Maybe? But, we'll see tonight'' she said and put on her coat. Taking last sip of coffee, she kissed Lea on forehead and turned to her wives.

''See you tonight, baby'' said Quinn and placed kiss on her lips. Santana did the same with Brittany and headed to door.

Brittany turned to Quinn, sneaking hand around her waist. Cuddling in her hair, she giggled at Quinn's smell.

''I'll miss you, we could have all day to us'' she joked and Quinn laughed.

''Uh uh, go out and drive kids. Sooner you go, faster you can come back'' replied Quinn and pushed her hands playfully.

''You should take more days off, baby'' said Brittany and headed to door. Swaying playfully her butt, she laughed and left house, driving teens.

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