Author's Note: I apologize for the very late update. But thanks so much for all the reviews. I wasn't even expecting a fourth of them. I also apologize for any mistakes.
Quinn dropped her head, then proceeded to follow Leroy into the kitchen. They were met with Hiram, who was busily plastering peanut butter on several bagels. Leroy fell into a seat near the counter, then stole one of the bagels from his scowling husband.
"Hey, Quinn," he motioned her closer, then held out the bagel he was holding, "Would you like a bagel?"
Quinn shrugged, but took it from him anyways. "Thanks." She eyed the shorter man with a confused expression, wondering who he was. Leroy pointed at a seat near the counter, and Quinn quickly sat.
"No problem," Leroy replied, stealing another bagel. His husband slapped his hand away but failed. "By the way, Quinn, this is my dear husband, Hiram Berry. Hiram, say hi."
Quinn almost choked on her bagel. Rachel never told her she had two fathers. She didn't mind, but she felt that Rachel could've told her.
"Hi there," Hiram replied, holding out his free hand towards her. "Quinn?"
Quinn nodded, taking the hand and shook. "Hi, Mr. Berry," she added after she swallowed down the small portion of her bagel.
"I prefer Hiram, please," he responded, putting more peanut butter on another bagel.
"He's convinced that calling him Hiram instead of Mr. Berry will make him younger," Leroy said, chopping on the bagel.
Hiram flushed sheepishly, "No."
Quinn chuckled in response.
"Would you want something to drink, Quinn?" Leroy questioned, as he devoured his bagel.
"Anything is good."
"Orange juice, okay?"
Quinn nodded several times. "Orange juice is good."
Leroy sent her a grin before rushing towards the refrigerator, pulling out the orange juice.
"So," Hiram cleared his throat as he spread a few more layers of peanut butter on a new bagel. "You're dating Rachel, aren't you?"
Leroy chuckled as he searched for a glass, washing it under the sink. Meanwhile, Quinn was desperately trying not to choke again on her bagel. "Uh, what?"
Hiram sent Leroy a confused glance. "Aren't you dating Rachel? I wasn't even aware she was into girls."
"I-I'm not with her. I'm straight."
Leroy laughed again as he placed the glass of orange juice next to Quinn. "I was kidding, Hiram. Maybe."
"Thanks," Quinn said, sipping on the orange juice.
"You're welcome."
"It did seem unrealistic that Rachel was already going out with someone on her first day of school," Hiram mumbled as he poured coffee. "None for you, Leroy."
Leroy pouted as he tried to grab his mug.
"What's for breakfast?" Rachel questioned as she appeared, her wet locks all over the place.
"Bagels," Leroy answered, as he stuffed another in his mouth.
"Yum," Rachel stole one from the plate, "Thanks, Dad."
"No problem, hun," Hiram replied.
"Hey, Quinn," Rachel greeted, sliding into the seat next to her. "I see you've met my parents."
Quinn put down the glass, then smiled. "Hey." She tried to get rid of the exposing images of Rachel from her head. "Yes, I have."
"Daddy says you finally slept last night," Hiram said. "Is it true?"
"Yeah," Rachel answered, tossing a quick glance towards Quinn.
"Orange juice for you, too, Rach?" Leroy asked.
"Yes, please," Rachel agreed. "So what where you guys talking about?"
"N-Nothing."
"You and Quinn."
"Nothing at all, dear."
The three all stumbled out at once. Rachel sent them all an odd glance. "Oh, alright then. Daddy, what were you saying about Quinn and I?"
"Well-" Leroy began.
"School's going to start soon, we should head off," Quinn immediately interrupted, standing up from her seat.
"W-What?" Rachel stuttered out, "Don't we have another half hour?"
"It's best if we're early," Quinn objected.
"Oh, alright then. Let's get our stuff and I also have to change," Rachel stood up as well.
"Okay," Quinn quickly followed after her.
"I take it that you don't want the orange juice anymore?" Leroy inquired, laughing lowly.
"No thank you, Daddy," Rachel replied, finishing the last of her bagel rapidly.
After the duo had gathered their belongings, and Rachel had changed her clothing, they walked back towards the kitchen, even though Quinn obviously didn't want to. As Rachel hugged and kissed her parents, Quinn tried to avoid eye contact with either of them. Sure she liked them, but they made her feel extremely uncomfortable.
Rachel then suddenly linked their arms together, then rushed outside. Quinn could barely keep up, to her surprise. Rachel's parents yelled, "Have a good day!" as the two trudged towards Rachel's vehicle.
As soon as Rachel and Quinn arrived at the school, parking the car right next to Quinn's, Santana Lopez sprinted towards them with Brittany Pierce in tow.
"Hey, Rachel," Santana greeted, automatically embracing her into a tight hug. Quinn and Brittany stood around them awkwardly, eyeing each other uncomfortably.
"Hi, Santana," Rachel returned, stepping out of the awkward hug. Santana tried to hide that the action hurt her, but the other three easily noticed. Quinn immediately took a protective stance next to Rachel.
"I'm sorry, Blondie," Santana added almost inaudibly after a moment, "You know, for the bruise."
Quinn stared at her coldly. "Good to know, I have to get to class," she mumbled before stomping off without even glancing back at the other three. She wasn't going to forgive the Cheerio that easily. She had harmed not only her, but Rachel, too.
"See you two later," Rachel whispered, running after the escaping blonde.
"Do you think Quinn knows?" Brittany questioned.
Santana shrugged. "I doubt it, they just met."
"I feel so bad, I don't know how she got through it. Does she even know that I know?"
"Nope," Santana murmured numbly. "She knows I know, though. I told her that my mom told me yesterday."
"We should help her cope with the incident."
Author's Note: It seems more people prefer no Pezberry relationship at all, even though Faberry is definite endgame. But several people wanted Pezberry, too, so what if it was one-sided? You know, Santana liking Rachel? Is that okay? Tell me your thoughts on it, since I'm still unsure. And please review!