Chapter 9- Happy Birthday, Baby
"Party bags?"
"Check."
"Paper plates?"
"Check."
"Balloons?"
"Paul's going to pick them up tomorrow before he gets the cake."
"Cake?" Santana spun around frantically. "Oh my god I forgot the cake!"
Brittany smirked, biting her lip to keep from laughing at how adorable Santana was being. "I know. That's why Karofsky is taking care of the food."
"That was mean." Santana warned but she couldn't stay mad for long when Brittany came up to stand in front of her, trapping her against the confectionary aisle.
"Uh huh…" Brittany smirked, leaning in so she could feel Santana breathing. "So what are you going to do about it?"
Santana bit her lip and smirked before gently leaning in and closing the gap, kissing the blonde gently. She loved the taste of Brittany; every single aspect.
Brittany smiled into the kiss, wrapping her arms around Santana's shoulders as she deepened it. Santana's hands made their way up Brittany's back and for a minute, they completely forgot they were standing in the middle of a supermarket.
They jumped apart when a few packets of candy fell down behind them, but both women relaxed when they saw what it was.
Brittany smirked, linking her arm with Santana's and dragging her back to the cart. "Come on."
The birthday shopping that would have normally taken an average person less than an hour took Brittany and Santana almost three. The fact that Santana had to check and recheck to make sure they had everything didn't help, nor did the fact that they spent almost half an hour mucking around with the party hats and just being generally adorable.
"Momma's home! Momma's home! Momma's home!"
Charlotte sang as she barreled down the hallway and crashed into Santana's legs. Santana looked over at Brittany and raised an eyebrow earning an amused smirk from the blonde.
A second later, Charlotte let go of her mom and went running back into the opposite direction. Santana and Brittany followed, watching as Charlotte raced around the kitchen after grabbing a lollipop off the table.
"Hey, Charlotte!" Santana scolded, dropping the shopping bags down on the floor before turning to Karofsky. "How much sugar has she had?"
"Come on, San. It's her birthday."
Santana raised an eyebrow, not amused. "I know it is. I also know I'm going to be the one dealing with her when she crashes later."
"I'm sure Brittany can help." Karofsky smirked but his joke wasn't received well. He stood up and slung an arm around Santana's shoulders as Brittany went to sit down at the table. "Relax, okay? Tomorrow is going to be great, just like it is every year."
Santana rolled her eyes but mentally warned herself to calm down nonetheless. The five year old racing around the kitchen certainly wasn't helping.
"Charlotte, stop running and come here please." Santana ordered sternly, pointing to the spot in front of her. Charlotte grumbled but slowly made her way over nonetheless. "Do you want me to cancel your party?"
Charlotte looked horrified and she shook her head rapidly, repeating 'no'.
"Well then I want you to take that sucker out of your mouth and stop being so silly. Do you understand?"
Charlotte grumbled but she knew not to protest. Instead, she sucked as hard as she could on her lollipop one more time before placing the sticky treat in Santana's hand and walking over to Brittany. Santana couldn't help but smile when she climbed onto Brittany's lap; the blonde showing her what she was doing.
They spent the next few hours preparing the party bags and decorations while Santana continued to freak out. She couldn't help it. She just wanted the day to be perfect.
"Wake up, birthday girl!" Santana whispered as she crept into Charlotte's room the next morning, grinning widely.
Charlotte stirred and covered her face with her arm, rolling over to go back to sleep.
Dave smirked, taking a seat on the side of Charlotte's bed while Santana did the same on the other side. "Wake up, princess. It's your birthday."
This time Charlotte was more awake. She took a few moments to take in her surroundings before a smile crept onto her face. "It's my birthday."
"Yeah, it is, baby." Santana leant over and lay down on Charlotte's body, kissing her nose as Charlotte giggled and squirmed away. "Time to get up."
Santana and Karofsky simultaneously began to tickle her and Charlotte squealed, squirming as she laughed. Eventually she broke free and dashed out of bed with her parents following. They both knew where she was going.
Charlotte dashed into the lounge room and her face lit up even more when she saw the pile of presents waiting for her. Brittany and Paul were both there as well; all four of the adults had stayed at Santana's after they finished setting up as was tradition for Karofsky.
"Go ahead, baby." Santana nudged a speechless Charlotte towards the presents before taking a seat on the edge of Brittany's chair.
"Look how many presents I have, mommy!"
Santana smiled at Charlotte's amazement; the little girl didn't even know where to start. "I know, sweetie. You're very lucky."
Charlotte nodded her head in agreement before diving in to open the presents. Her face lit up and she let out a shriek after opening almost all of the presents but it was nothing compared to when Karofsky wheeled out the final present from Santana's room.
"It's a bike! Momma, look! It's a bike! A big girls' bike!"
Santana laughed as Charlotte continued to repeat all of the exciting features it had on it, including, of course, the pink tassels on the handlebars. "Daddy's going to teach you how to ride it."
"Can we go now, daddy?"
Charlotte climbed into Dave's lap, her excitement overwhelming. "Not right now, honey." Dave laughed. "Maybe after your party, okay?"
Charlotte looked disappointed at first but that quickly disappeared when she remembered her party, and when she looked at her bike again.
Charlotte was bouncing off the walls by the time the party was due to start. Santana rushed around the house frantically making sure everything was set up, including the moon bounce in the backyard, while Brittany attempted to avert any possible disasters. Dave and Paul were taking care of the food, although the frosting was ending up more on each other than on the cake, not that either of them were complaining.
An hour later and the party was in full swing with all the guests having arrived and the presents having been open. Most of the Glee club had shown, minus Mercedes and Finn. According to Rachel, they both had "plans".
"Yo, Lopez?"
Santana looked from writing names on the plastic cups to see her old friends looking at her expectantly, Quinn and Rachel grinning in the background.
"How come Karofsky is here? How do you even know him anymore?"
Santana bit her lip, shrugging as she blushed. She avoided eye contact as she answered. "He's Charlotte's father."
Simultaneously, Kurt and Puck spurted their drinks out of their mouths while the others' mouths dropped open with an expected, "what?"
Santana smirked slightly, biting her lip and shrugging again. Quinn and Rachel had had the exact same response when she had told them and it never failed to amuse her. She continued with her party preparation while the gang spent a good twenty minutes trying to figure out how that worked.
Most of Charlotte's class were there; it was kindergarten, you were expected to invite everyone. However, they were paying more attention to Brittany than to Charlotte, something both Brittany and the birthday girl were noticing.
"Hey, guys, how about you go play with Charlie on the bouncy castle?" Brittany asked desperately. She loved the kids but she felt awful that there was more attention on her than Charlotte.
"Can you come with us, Miss Pierce?"
Brittany shook her head, smiling weakly. "No, guys. I have to stay with the grownups but I know Charlie really wants to play."
They seemed to ignore her, continuing to stand around her. "Miss Pierce, can you come to my party?"
"I don't know, Matty." Brittany sighed, answering one of her students. "I'm here at Charlie's party because I'm really good friends with her mommy."
"You can be friends with my mommy!"
Brittany laughed, gently pushing the kids in the direction of the moon bounce. "Go play with Charlie, okay?"
"Cake time!"
This seemed to get their attention and all of the kids, Charlotte included, dashed over to where Santana was setting up the table. Brittany and Paul stood nearby along with the rest of the guests while Santana and Karofsky went back inside to fetch the cake.
Happy birthday to you!
Happy birthday to you!
Happy birthday, dear Charlie!
Happy birthday to you!
Charlotte grinned as she drew in a deep breath, managing to blow out all of the candles in a single breath. Santana kissed her head and handed her the knife, watching as Karofsky held his hands over Charlotte's and the knife and helped her cut the cake.
More sugar definitely wasn't what Charlotte or the dozen other kindergarteners needed but once the cake was consumed, they all disappeared in the direction of the moon bounce.
Santana looked around the party, taking in each of the guests but looking for one in particular. She couldn't spot Brittany, and none of the others had seen her, so Santana made her way inside to try and find her. Sure enough, Brittany was standing in Santana's room, watching the party out the window.
"Hey." Santana smiled into Brittany's shoulder as she wrapped her arms around the blonde from behind. "You okay? What are you doing in here?"
Brittany nodded, leaning back into Santana's embrace. She covered Santana's arms with her own, relaxing. "Thinking."
"Mm hmm…" Santana mumbled, breathing in Brittany's scent. "About?"
"How to keep from hogging the attention from Charlie."
The response confused Santana and she pulled back slightly to look at Brittany, frowning. "Huh?"
Brittany laughed weakly, biting her lip as she tried to figure out how to explain her thoughts to Santana. "All the kids have been paying more attention to me than to Charlie because I'm there teacher and it's 'cool' to see me out of school. But it's her birthday and I don't want it to be like that."
Santana couldn't help but find that adorable and she laughed, earning a gentle slap from Brittany. "I'm sorry. But you know how cute that is, right?" Brittany pouted which only made Santana smirk more, leaning back in and wrapping her arms back around Brittany's waist. "I don't know about cool, but if you were my teacher, I wouldn't be complaining."
Brittany didn't need to see her face to know she was smirking mischievously, and the light kisses Santana was placing against Brittany's neck didn't help.
Brittany pulled away, a smirk of her own on her face as Santana outwardly pouted. "Nope, not until you apologize for teasing me."
Brittany smirked teasingly before walking out of the room leaving Santana horny and alone.
The party wrapped up around four with Quinn and Rachel, and obviously Karofsky, Paul and Brittany hanging around.
"Aunt Quinn?"
Charlotte was settled in Quinn's lap in the lounge room, the two of them watching Tangled. Brittany, Santana and Karofsky were all tidying up while Rachel and Paul were deep in conversation about vegan recipes.
"Yeah?"
Charlotte looked up, slightly confused. "You love Aunt Rachel, right?"
Quinn nodded, not sure where this conversation was going. She didn't even know if she was supposed to be having it but she assumed both Santana and Karofsky had gone over gay relationships with the six year old.
"I do."
"Like daddy loves Paul?"
Quinn nodded, smiling. "Yeah… just like that."
"Hmm…" Charlotte thought for a moment before continuing. "Does my momma love Brittany like that?"
Quinn tried to hide the smile and obvious answer, instead forcing a shrug. "I don't know, kiddo. You'll have to ask your mom."
"Okay."
That seemed to satisfy Charlotte for the mean time and she went back to watching the movie. She was fast asleep by the time the others were finished tidying.
"You look good with her."
Santana stood leaning against the doorway, watching Quinn with Charlotte.
Quinn smirked, raising an eyebrow. "Are you coming on to me, Lopez?"
"Ha!" Santana scoffed. "You wish."
"I think she's perfectly satisfied, thank you very much, Santana." Naturally Rachel chose that moment to walk in, heading over to sit beside Quinn possessively.
Santana smirked, holding her hands up in defeat. "Alls I was saying is blondy would make a good baby mama."
Quinn and Rachel both looked at each other and smiled lovingly before kissing gently. It was almost too sweet and naturally Santana rolled her eyes.
"Okay, okay, I don't need you corrupting my kid anymore than you're bond too."
Quinn laughed but Rachel looked shocked, and Santana bent down to gently pick Charlotte up off of Quinn's lap.
She carried her into the kitchen for Karofsky, Paul and Brittany to say goodnight before putting her in bed. Charlotte had stirred slightly, but kept her eyes closed.
"Did you have a good day?" Santana asked as she patted Charlotte's covers tight around her.
Charlotte nodded, already drifting back to sleep. "Best."
Santana smiled, leaning over and placing a kiss to Charlotte's forehead. "Happy birthday, baby."
