A/N: Something small to do. The next chapter will be Niki/Flack's and Mac's reactions. This is gonna be a few oneshots all revolving around the wedding, I've decided.
Disclaimer: None of it's mine...
P.S. the Italian I forgot to translate so if it's in Italics it means Mrs. Flack was saying it in Italian. Lazy me, I know. Bambino is child and Bella is beautiful girl.
Kylie sat down with her mother at the kitchen table, a smile on her face. Mrs. Flack wasn't sure why Kylie had invited her for dinner, but she was happy that she did. Adam had excused himself after dinner to go to the bathroom while Kylie began showing her mother pictures of their trip. Her mother had gone through each picture and asked for a description on each. By the time Kylie had gotten to the photos from the day of the engagement, she was tired of explaining each picture with literally 1,000 words.
But she still explained to her mother how she climbed onto the brick wall, and how Adam got bird poop on his baseball hat. And how the flip-flops she had worn that day had given her blisters.
When Mrs. Flack finally reach the final picture in the stack, Adam on his knee, Kylie's hands in his, and a smile on her daughter's face, she knew what was happening in the picture.
"Oh Bella!" Mrs. Flack screeched, jumping from the table. She leaned over and squeezed Kylie to her chest. "Bella!"
"Ma," Kylie laughed, her mother still squeezing her so tight she couldn't even breathe.
"Congratulations," Mrs. Flack beamed, smothering Kylie with kisses. "Let me see."
Kylie rolled her eyes as she showed her mother her ring. "Bella! It's so beautiful."
Adam came into the kitchen, a smile on his face, and was immediately attacked by Kylie's mother. Kylie rolled her eyes as she watched her mother smother Adam with kisses.
"Oh children! This is the best news ever! I'm so proud of you, my Bella!" Mrs. Flack ranted in Italian.
"Ma!" Kylie sighed, wishing she had paid attention when her mother taught her Italian. "I don't know what you just said."
"Bambino!" Kylie's mother continued. Kylie wasn't sure how her father put up with her mother sometimes. Every time something happened, and she was too emotional she broke out in Italian, and she didn't stop.
Kylie watched as her mother wiped a few tears from her face. "My baby is all grown," she sighed, kissing Kylie's cheek. "First marriage, then babies! My baby having babies!"
"Mom, I'm not pregnant," Kylie sighed, only knowing the word bambino in the sentence Mrs. Flack had just spoke.
"Oh, no Bella," Mrs. Flack shook her head. "Not yet, but very soon!"
"Not until after we're married," Adam smiled, kissing Kylie.
"Congratulations," Mrs. Flack smiled. "Wait until I go home and tell Puck!"
"He already knows," Adam blushed, giving Mrs. Flack a smile. "I asked him if he'd allow me to marry Kylie before I even bought the ring."
"Oh I'm going to kill him! He never told me!"
"That's because he probably knew you'd tell me!" Kylie laughed.
"Well wait until I get home. He's going to be in trouble!" She grabbed her coat and gave Adam a nother kiss before huggin Kylie. "I love you both!"
"Do you want Adam to drive you home?" Kylie asked, following her mother to the door.
"Yes! Please!" Mrs. Flack smiled, kissing Kylie. "Congratulations Kylie."
"Bye Ma," Kylie smiled, giving her mother a hug. "I love you."
Mrs. Flack headed out the front door and Adam stopped to give Kylie a kiss. "See you in a few," he smiled, taking her car keys.
"Yes you will," she grinned. "In 15 minutes, I will be in the shower, and I'm expecting you to join me when you return."
Adam gave Kylie a smile and winked before leaving their apartment. He was finally happy to be alive. Kylie was amazing, and she made everything so much better.
