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Chapter 9
Shelby watches with an amused smirk as Santana and Quinn screw around with the shopping cart, Santana standing on the bottom tray as Quinn attempts to continue pushing it down the aisle. Grocery shopping with three teenagers is both fun and irritating, fun because the three girls are entertaining together but irritating because it takes twice the time it needs to. Shelby glances at Brittany who is hovering beside her and watching her girlfriend and friend try to out-do each other with a smile on her lips and she sighs softly, deciding how to word what she wants to say.
"Just say it" Brittany tells Shelby knowingly. "You keep looking at me with that worried look on your face, just say it" she states and Shelby chuckles, when did she become so transparent.
"I would have told you about Sugar if I had known" Shelby says softly, "It wasn't fair of Holly not to warn you. Are you okay about it?" the woman asks.
"Yeah...I was terrified when she first walked into the classroom, all I could think about was her telling everyone. I'm not ashamed of our family, I swear I'm not..I just..repeating my senior year is hard enough without having people judging me on my lifestyle and making jokes at our expense" Brittany explains quietly.
"Hey..you don't have to explain yourself, I completely understand. I know that you're not ashamed of our family, I'm thirty five and I don't tell many people about my job. People don't like what they don't understand" Shelby shrugs. "As for Sugar telling people, I promise you that she won't tell anyone. Sugar doesn't want people to find out either and she has promised Holly that she won't even bring it up while you guys are at school and she has a lot of respect for Holly so I know that she will keep that promise. If she says anything then you tell me straight away and I will make sure that Holly deals with her, alright?" Shelby watches Brittany carefully, glad to see the nerves disappear from her ice blue eyes.
"Alright" Brittany nods with a small smile, reaching out to grab a small pack of face paints from the shelf. "Little Santana would love this" she states quietly and Shelby nods with a smirk and they walk down the aisle to catch up with the others, Brittany tossing the face paints into the cart. Quinn raises a brow and looks up at Santana, knowing instantly who it's for and the latina blushes lightly.
"Get off the cart before you break it" Shelby tells Santana, shaking her head in exasperation, Quinn smirking when the latina meekly hops off. Shelby takes charge of the shopping cart and checks their list, sending each of the girls off in different directions to get the things that they need. She walks up and down the different aisles, scanning the shelves just in case they need something that they have forgotten about, grabbing a random pack of pacifiers since Brittany always seemed to lose them and throwing them in the cart.
"Here" Santana states as she approaches Shelby, handing her a 'science for kids' pack before dumping a few other items into the cart. "For Quinn" she adds and Shelby nods with a grin. She loves how, even as their adult selves, her girls always think about the little versions of their friends would like. "I was thinking about going to the mall this weekend to buy some stuff for Florida, you wanna come?" Santana asks.
"Yeah, sure. I ordered some things online last night as well, superhero bathing suits aren't all that easy to find in some sizes" Shelby smiles and Santana smirks. "I did manage to find a batman beach towel though, to use at the pool" she adds.
"Remember to buy some decent sunglasses" Santana tells her, "You know, so you can perve on the daddies without anyone knowing!"
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Santana frowns as she hunts around the house for her cape, growing more and more worried with each passing moment. Mama was always telling her to be more careful with her things and now she knows why. She drops to her knees and checks under the sofa, pushing Shelby's legs out of the way and sighing loudly when she realises it isn't there either, where could it be?
"What are you doing, baby girl?" Shelby asks, gazing at her daughter in amusement.
"I can't find my cape" Santana pouts before sticking her head completely underneath the sofa, as though her cape would magically appear. She shimmies back out with a frown etched on her features and looks up at her Mama helplessly.
"It's in the washing machine, honey. You got ice-cream all over it last night" Shelby explains gently. "I'm sure it won't kill you to not wear it for a couple of house" she adds, tugging one of the girl's pigtails playfully.
"But I can't save the world without it, Mama!" Santana exclaims, staring at her mama as though the woman has lost her mind. "Can't you just take it out?" she asks as though it is completely obvious. "I need it, Mama!" the girl adds loudly.
"Watch your tone, little girl" Shelby warns her with a dangerous tone in her voice. "You can play without your cape for a little while and I will give it straight back to you once it is clean and dry. You need to keep your voice down, Brittany is still napping" she explains carefully, her girl's sad eyes tugging at her heart strings. "Why don't we go feed the fish?" Shelby suggests, glad that Santana's expression immediately changes to an excited grin. She stands up and holds her hand out to the girl, the little latina taking it and allowing her Mama to lead her into the kitchen where Quinn is standing in front of the tank, tapping the glass and frowning. "Quinn..stop annoying the fish" Shelby sighs, feeling confused when Quinn turns to face them but keeps her back against the tank.
"Quinn, it's my turn..not yours" Santana complains, pulling her hand from Shelby's and storming over to the tank, getting annoyed when her sister doesn't move. "Quiiiin" she whines, pulling Quinn's arm in an attempt to make her move. Shelby rolls her eyes and steps forward, gently pulling both girls away from the tank and looking at Quinn curiously. "Mama? Why is Bruce Parker floating?" Shelby's eyes widen slightly at the innocent question and she turns around to face the tank, her hand resting on Santana's shoulder.
"Um..baby girl, why don't you go watch some cartoons" Shelby suggests quietly, chewing on her bottom lip and glancing at Quinn.
"No, I want to feed Bruce Parker. Come on Bruce, swim properly!" Santana demands, tapping the tank with her knuckle and startling the other two fish. "Mama, tell him he has to do what I say" the girl pleads.
"Quinn, can you go to the livingroom for a little while please, babe?" Shelby murmurs, waiting until her oldest has left the kitchen before turning her attention back to Santana. "Come here, baby" she says quietly, leading the girl to the kitchen table and sitting down, pulling the little latina onto her lap. "Sweetheart, do you remember when Simba's daddy had to go away in The Lion King?" she asks gently.
"Uh huh, he had to go to heaven" Santana answers innocently.
"Well, that's where Bruce Parker had to go" Shelby states softly, looking into the girl's wide, brown eyes and stroking her jet black hair softly. "Sometimes goldfish only here for a little while and then they have to go to heaven" the woman tells her sadly.
"But I don't want him to go to heaven" Santana whispers, "I want him to stay here with me" she adds with a whimper, her dark eyes flooding with tears.
"I know, baby. I'm very sorry" Shelby coos, wrapping her arms around her little girl and rubbing her back gently as she cries into the woman's shoulder. She frowns as she holds her little latina, wishing she had realised why Quinn was hiding the tank sooner so that she could have just gone out and bought a replacement without Santana knowing. Shelby carefully stands up, keeping Santana in her arms and carrying her bridal style out of the kitchen, struggling slightly with the girl's weight. She gently takes her into the livingroom, carefully lowering herself onto the sofa and rocking Santana in her arms, the girl keeping her face buried in Shelby's shoulder. Sometimes, it sucks to be a Mama.
To be continued.. Next chapter, the vacation. Thank you for reading, please review.
