One flower petal in the front hallway means nothing.
Two on the kitchen counter? Probably nothing.
Three by her laptop... hmm.
Four on the stairs.
Five on the bathroom sink.
From there, a trail of soft white rose petals lead to the bedroom. She gasps.
Blonde hair fans out across the pillows above her favorite face in the world. She wears nothing save more white petals, strategically covering her most intimate places.
"What's this all for?" She asks, because she has to.
"I got a call from Puck. He said yes."
"Yes?"
"Yes."
"We're having a baby?"
"Yes we are."
Maybe it's just me but I always think of Puck as being the donor when I think of Brittana babies. I've seen it written as Kurt or even Finn, but Puck just fits it for me. A modification on a request given by my dearest personal Brittany.