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"I'm sorry Marley," Quinn says as the two of them plus Mercedes sit in the kitchen eating the following morning.
"It's fine I'll see her in a few weeks." Marley says shrugging.
"We should be glad Kitty left before Marley here. Can you imagine how crazy Kitty would be." Mercedes says as they all shutter.
"Yeah she's really needy sometimes." Marley admits.
"So is Quinn here she can just function better without Rachel when beating Santana is an option. Though I really don't want Brittany to be eliminated first. Santana is way scarier than Kitty." Mercedes points out.
"Shit Mercedes don't put that out there." Quinn says.
"Yeah even I know that would be hell." Marley says.
After that they all go silent eating their breakfast. Meanwhile in their room Spencer grabs her mami's face looking curiously at her as Santana and Brittany sleep.
"Ummm….Britt just a little longer." Santana moans turning away from the annoyance.
Spencer huffs much like her mami frowning as she climbs on her mami's face and starts crying. This of course wakes up both Santana and Brittany.
"Santana," Brittany giggles when she sees that their daughter is on top of her.
"So you were trying to wake up mami." Santana says placing their daughter in between them.
"Mami," Spencer says smiling.
"Are you awake and want to play with mami?" Brittany giggles.
"Mama," Spencer says climbing into Brittany's lap. "Lay,""
Both women gasp and stare at their daughter.
"Did she?" Santana asks.
"Yeah," Brittany says.
"Lay!" Spencer shouts smiling as she gets squashed in a huge hug from her moms.
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"So Spencer said a new word this morning." Santana tells them as they walk up to a very large pool with a small walkway in the middle.
"No way." Quinn says making a face at her god daughter.
"Yep she was trying to say play I think and she kept saying lay." Santana proudly says.
Quinn and Santana both make faces at Spencer who's staring at them from Brittany's arms.
"Welcome to your seventh mission called Tequila Shooters. As you can see next to me I have everything I need to make margaritas, but tequila. Over that bridge on a tray while being pelted with dodgeballs. You can't use your hands or arms to hold the bottle while you cross the bridge. You may only take on bottle at a time per a person. Do you want to see who will be pelting you with dodgeballs." Anderson tells them.
"Yes!" Mercedes says along with Quinn and Santana.
"Come on out," Anderson shouts.
Out walks Becky, Coach Sue and Coach Beiste.
"Shit,"
"You're all going down!" Sue shouts.
"Okay, I'll give you all five hundred dollars per a bottle that you get across. Those three will get five hundred per a bottle to split that you don't get across." Anderson tells them. "You have ten minutes starting now."
Mercedes starts the train across the bridge to go grab the bottles. As soon as she steps foot on the bridge Sue starts pelting dodgeballs at them. Santana gets hit in the head and glares at Sue who hit her.
"This is going to be hard." Quinn says when they all manage to make it across the bridge.
"No Q, this is going to suck." Santana says.
Marley decides to go first with the tray and bottle of tequila. She doesn't make it more than ten steps before she's pelted with a dodgeball and drops the bottle. It takes three trips before Brittany finally manages to bring the first bottle across.
"It only took twelve tries for you all to bring me the first bottle of tequila." Anderson announces.
Quinn rolls her eyes cause Santana has been throwing everyone off by leaping in front of any dodgeballs coming Brittany's way. After Brittany's breakthrough they manage to bring seven straight bottles before Sue manages to knock Mercedes in the water which causes Quinn, Marley and Santana to drop their bottles.
"You have one minute left!" Anderson shouts.
Brittany leads the way back across to grab one last bottle. Sue and Becky both pelt the group not allowing anyone to get a bottle across.
"Well you managed to earn ten thousand which means the three of you earned also ten thousand dollars." Anderson tells them as Sue, Becky and Coach Beiste leave. "I have an offer for you to double your money. For each of you that brought at least one bottle across you have to eat one worm that is a delicacy here."
"Seriously?" Mercedes asks.
"Yes," Anderson says.
The five of them all look at each other before answering.
"Hell no,"
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"Why the hell would anyone eat a worm." Brittany asks as they all enjoy a wonderful lunch.
"Because they're all cray cray." Quinn says shaking her head.
"That's an understatement." Mercedes says.
"What baffles me more is why they would allow Coach Sue to throw dodgeballs at us." Santana says supporting more bruises than anyone.
"It's your own damn fault as you just had to protect Brittany." Quinn says rolling her eyes at her friend.
"So true," Mercedes agrees with Quinn.
"Shut up," Santana grumbles.
This of course causes an argument to start. While they argue over stupid things Marley and Brittany start cooing over Spencer.
"She's just so cute." Marley says as Brittany feeds Spencer some apple sauce.
"She is isn't she." Brittany agrees as Spencer smiles. "And she always knows when you're talking about her.
"Of course she does." Marley sweetly says.
Marley and Brittany are so engrossed in the toddler that they don't notice that the others have stopped fighting.
"We need to win the money for the next mission." Mercedes says.
"Yes we do," Quinn agrees.
"We have to be the ones who do the task." Santana tells them.
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The five women walk into an art gallery where Anderson is waiting for them. Spencer squeals when she sees Anderson as every time he holds her he gives her yogurt her favorite snack.
"San don't say anything." Brittany warms before Santana can say anything.
"Welcome to your eighth mission called Still Life. Before I explain what you will be doing I need you to split up into three groups, three that are still a kid at heart. One that is a chatter box and the last one that has a good eye." Anderson tells them.
"Britt should defiantly be a kid at heart." Santana says.
No one dares to disagree since they know that Brittany is the biggest kid of them all. It's also decided that Marley and Santana will be kids as well.
"Let's be honest I can talk any of you out of a room." Mercedes says.
"Then it's settled." Quinn says and they turn back to face Anderson.
"Good now I'm going to show our chatter box three paintings their job will be to describe them to our kids at heart who will each use finger paint to replicate them. Then the player with a good eye will have to match the paintings. If your successful I'll give you twenty thousand for the pot." Anderson tells them.
"Let's get this show on the road." Mercedes says.
Quinn is lead out and Mercedes is taken behind a screen where the paintings are.
"You have ten minutes starting now." Anderson says.
"Okay the first one is a man wearing a silver cap carrying a small terrier type of dog." Mercedes says.
Brittany takes this and the next two minutes Mercedes describes the painting for her. In her mind it all makes sense, but really it looks like a bunch of scribbles.
"Okay the next painting is a landscape with lots of trees and a huge river in the middle with mountains in the background." Mercedes explains.
Marley gets to drawing right away and it only takes a minute before Mercedes is done describing the scene.
"Last one is a kitchen scene with a woman standing at the stove with a child sitting on the counter." Mercedes says.
Santana waits until Mercedes finishes describing the picture before she starts painting.
"Okay your ten minutes are up. I'm going to have you go in the back while Quinn matches the paintings." Anderson tells them.
The four of them head into the backroom so they can't help Quinn choose. After that Anderson goes out to collect Quinn.
"Okay Quinn you'll have five minutes to match these three paintings that your fellow players drew to the original paintings they are supposed to be copying." Anderson tells Quinn.
Quinn nods as she takes a hard look at the first painting before she heads around to look for the match. By the end of the five minutes she has listed the three painting she thinks it is.
"Gather around," Anderson says having gone and grabbed the other four. "Quinn's first pick is for this master piece drawn by Brittany. It is correct."
The second and third are also correct.
"Well you have added another twenty thousand dollars to the pot. Making your total earning to one hundred and seventy-five thousand dollars out of three hundred and twenty-five thousand dollars."
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Santana brings two plates into their room.
"Is she feeling better?" Santana asks placing the plates on the nightstand.
"Yeah I finally got her to sleep." Brittany says grabbing the plate.
"I hate when she gets sick." Santana says as they both start eating their dinner.
"Well you're going to have to get used to it cause we have the rest of our lives to see her when she's sick." Brittany softly says kissing her cheek.
"I don't wanna to." Santana pouts.
"Mami," Spencer moans half awake.
Santana stands up and rushes over picking up her poor sick daughter. She cradles her tightly to her whispering it's okay and mami's here in her daughter's ear.
"Mami and mama's big girl is being very brave and god taking her medicine." Brittany softly says.
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"It sucks that Spencer is sick." Quinn says as they sit in the living room.
"I just hope we don't get sick." Mercedes says.
Just then Brittany and Santana walk in having put Spencer down again.
"How is little Spencer?" Marley asks.
"Sleeping thankfully," Brittany says wrapping her arms around Santana knowing her wife is having a hard time seeing her daughter in pain.
"Welcome to your fourth execution ceremony please take a seat." Anderson says. "We'll start with Quinn this week."
He types in Quinn's name and the screen turns green. The next name typed in is Brittany and yet again the screen is green. Mercedes's name is typed in next and yet again the screen is green.
"It's now between Santana and Marley of who will be executed this week." Anderson says.
He types in Marley's name and the screen goes red.
"I'm sorry Marley, but you've been executed." Anderson says.
"I'll see you all back in Lima." Marley says waving at her friends.