Back to the Future

Knock, Knock! Sixteen year old Samuel Puckerman got up from his seat for what seemed about the thirtieth time that evening to answer the door. He opened it and there were his best friend and cousin Rory with his two dads and his Uncle Kurt and Uncle Blaine. He gave Rory a friendly man-hug, Blaine walked by and clapped him on the shoulder offering him a smile, finally Kurt came through the door looked over his outfit and nodded with a slight sense of approval. Samuel shrugged his shoulders and closed the door gently. "Finally, we can eat now!" Noah Puckerman exclaimed as he lifted his 7 month old baby girl Lily out of her play pen.

"Yeah, yeah Puckerman." Kurt snapped, "We would have been on time if Rory wouldn't have spilled Starbucks on my newest MerKur shirt!"

"It's fine Kurt really we weren't waiting that long," Quinn explained gracefully as she took Lily out of her husband's arms.

As Kurt, Blaine and Rory took their seats the table was now complete and the glee-full annual Sunday dinner finally began. Sam look at the table and smiled. There was his father Noah sitting at the head on the table, to his left was goofy Uncle Finn and Aunt Rachel. He smiled as he saw his aunt babble about how her two month old daughter Melody can perfectly gurgle pitches. Next to Rachel was his cousin Harmony, who was his age seemed awfully jealous of the attention her mother was putting on her baby sister even though everyone knew she was the most talented sopranos in this area. Next to Harmony was Rory who oddly enough staring at his cousin. He'd have to ask him about that later... Next to Rory were Kurt and Blaine. His favorite Uncle Sam sat at the other end of the table with Aunt Mercedes at his right their son Alex sat in between them. Alex was also sixteen, he was so engaged as he listened to his mom and Uncle Kurt talk about their new line for their brand MerKur. Next to Alex sat his favorite Aunt Santana. He doesn't know if its because they have the same exact birthdays or if they just bonded but they have a lot in common. His cousin Sugar was seated between her mothers Santana and his pregnant aunt Brittany. She was going to pop with a little boy any day now. He looked to his right where his mother Quinn was sitting feeding his little sister. As he looked around the table he couldn't help but be grateful for the amazing family he had grown-up with.

The whole gang sat in the Puckerman family living room with the teenager seated on the floor and their parents happily seated on the couches. Everyone watching a home video of the gang's performance at sectionals their junior year. "Daaang Mom!" Sugar exclaimed, " You totally rocked that song."

"Thanks sweets," Santana replied bashfully " But your Momma took the show with her dance moves! Am I right?"

" I don't particularly like this performance." Rachel confessed.

" Why because you don't have a solo?" Santana fired back venomously.

"No," Rachel confirmed "Its because me and Finny here were broken up, and Kurt was at Dalton. Its was just a hard time for me." She pouted.

" I kinda agree with Berry." Noah confessed, " That was the time I was still with Lauren." The whole group's faces turn sour as they remember the ill mannered wrestler. " And Q was with trouty mouth, No offense bro,"

"None taken." Sam assured as he wrapped and arm around Mercedes.

" Enough with old memories of out incestuous glee club." Kurt declared. " 'Cedes and I have to be up early for a meeting with an advertising company. Plus the rugrats have school tomorrow." The five teens groaned at the sound of their Uncle's long lasting nickname. "Uncle Kurt. We are sophisticated young adults now. Being called at Rugrat is demeaning." Harmony explained for the billionth time.

"Really?" Finn reached down and pulled his eldest daughter into a loose headlock and proceeded to give her a noogie. "You seem pretty rugratsish to me!" Once the torture was over the Hudson's, Hummel-Anderson's, Lopez-Pierce's, Evan's and Puckerman's all rose to bid farewell to each other. As Santana was walking out the door she reminded everyone that Sunday dinner would be at her house the following week. Once everyone was gone Samuel helped his father finish up tidying the kitchen while his mother put his sister to bed. " I love Sunday dinners." his father stated. " I hope you five keep up the tradition when you get older."

"Most definitely." Sam agreed " I'm going to bed. Night dad."

"Night son," Puck called as he opened the door to take out the trash. As he climbed the stairs his mother came out of his sister's room closing it gently.

"Night Sammie." Quinn stood on her tippy toes and kissed him on the forhead.

"Night, ma" he replied as he made his way to his room.

Quinn made her way down stairs just as her husband flicked the lights off in the kitchen. She wrapped her arms around his torso and whispered, "We did good, huh?" Puck leaned down and kissed her quickly on the lips and replied, "Totally." With that they walked arm and arm to their room.

As Sam laid in bed that night he received a chain text from Sugar. It said

'Next Sunday, I have a surprise for the "Fab Five" :)'

xoxo Sugar 3

Sam tiredly replied with a K as he drifted off into sleep.