I know absolutely nothing about hair, clothes or accessories. I mean absolutely nothing. I'm a friggin idiot. I don't know anything about shopping either. You might want to take away my female card, I know so less. You might notice I use the same five words & probably incorrectly at that! Forgive me. I've been a tomboy since the day I was hatched. This chapter is long because the next is even longer & even worse cuz it involves emotion. I had a literal headache the entire time I wrote it. Hopefully, you'll like Shauna (she's not going anywhere) & the new Azimio.

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"I've never been in Cedes's room!" Brittany pouted.

"I don't think I have either." Santana thought aloud.

Finn shrugged. "She said the baby furniture is coming tomorrow & that you girls can go shopping the next day to buy stuff for the room. I'm sure you'll see it then."

"Maybe we should wait?" Santana slid her arms around Finn. "To know what she's having before we buy colors."

Artie shook his head. "Nah. Marcy read Puck the riot act on being sexist when it comes to colors. Something about them just being colors & it shouldn't determine their life from birth. So MJ picked out colors."

"Which colors?" Brittany bounced on Artie's lap, excitedly.

"Yellow & blue." Finn remembered.

Santana frowned slightly as she envisioned the two colors. "Light shades, right?"

Artie nodded. "Karofsky, Tina, Sam & Marcy painted the room like a storybook. Having those light shades really will pull it together."

"They even painted the ceiling!" Finn was still amazed. "It's the whole solar system."

"Sam is in astronomy club." Santana told them.

"I can't wait to see it!" Brittany laid her head on Artie's shoulder & played with his hair. "I'm glad Cedes's having a baby. She'll be a good mom."

"I think it's too soon but I think she'll be a good mom, too." Santana said. "She's so… what's the word?"

"Motherly?" Finn suggested. He caught three different side-eyes for that.

"Nurturing." Artie supplied. "Whenever she pushes my chair, she doesn't ride on it or make me feel like she's pushing a baby carriage. & she talks to me like I'm a man. My mom does that."

"She's always feeding me." Finn admitted. "When my parents were first dating, they went out a lot & Kurt only cooked weird food that never filled me up. She'd come over with actual food. She still does. A lot of times when I see her, she gives me something. Even if it's just candy from her purse."

"She keeps me level." Santana shrugged nonchantantly. "Whenever I'm about to go all LHA on somebody, she calms me down & helps me think of different ways to get my point across. & she actually listens to me. Most people act like I don't know anything or that I'll end up a stripper or something but we talk about books & stuff."

"We talk about books, too." Brittany put in. "She helped me learn my times tables up to 13. She told me not to eat chalk & that babies don't come from storks. She even got Lord Tubbington to go to rehab."

"See?" Santana gestured. "Good mom."

M&Q&M

"Tighten up that back flip, Aretha!" Coach Sylvester was in rare form at Cheerios practice.

"Who unsatisfied her?!" Marcy grumbled.

Santana shuddered. "Wanky."

Quinn grimaced. "Don't even put that out there, Moppet!"

"Why is Coach Sue so upset?" Brittany asked. She huffed as she rolled her neck muscles while still supporting Quinn on her shoulders.

"Because the dick wasn't good." Marcy muttered.

"Why?!" Quinn looked green at the thought.

"My bad." Marcy grinned. "I just saw her out with that news anchor guy the other night. It was so weird!"

"That Rob dude?!" Santana looked around Quinn. "He's so…" she scrunched up her nose in distaste. "Old!"

"Like Coach isn't?!" Marcy quipped.

The four laughed.

"Porcelain! I know you can hit a high C! Do it!"

"This chick is straight cray-cray if she lets a bad lay make her a monster." Santana rolled her eyes.

"I thought she already was a monster?" Brittany asked innocently. "She told me that she knew the boogeyman."

"Remember what I told you Britt?" Marcy looked around Quinn. "She gave the boogeyman nightmares!"

Quinn tried to contain her laughter. "Stop! Before I fall."

"You have to flip down anyway." Santana reminded her. "Here." She put her hand in Quinn lower back & helped the blonde do a double back flip into a waiting male cheerleader's arms.

"How many times have we practiced this routine?!" Marcy complained.

"A thousand times." Brittany moaned. Together she & Marcy did a triple back spring in mid air & landed on the outstretched palms of waiting male cheerleaders.

Santana was launched forwards into an arch & tumbled onto the grass safely.

Which Coach Sylvester's didn't find impressive enough. "Pathetic! My geriatric mother could do better than that! Again!"

M&Q&M

Tina rubbed her shoulders. "I hurt so bad!"

"That dictator has snapped!" Kurt cracked his back.

"What the hell is her problem?!" Mercedes was close to tears. Her pregnancy hormones were making her more sensitive.

"Marcy says it's because that Rob guy from the news isn't laying the pipe the way he should." Santana snickered as she held an ice pack to her jaw. Coach Sylvester had them do the routine five more times after calling them pathetic. Santana had slipped while tumbling & bruised her face.

Mercedes shook her head. "That's an image I don't need."

Rachel came barreling towards the group, nearly vibrating with happiness.

"What's with the hobbit?" Santana groaned. She liked Rachel better since she & Finn broke up but the Jewish girl could still work a nerve!

"Jesse!" Rachel shrieked. She ignored Santana's comment.

"What about Jesse?" Kurt was too tired to play this game. All he wanted was to go to lunch & cuddle with his boyfriend.

"He's here!"

"Why?" Quinn asked at the same time Marcy muttered, "So?!"

"He finally has his transcript transferred to Ohio State!" Rachel giggled. "He even worked his schedule around my own so we can spend the most time together. Since he already took his finals, he's here a week early for break. He's going to spend the entire time with me."

"That's great, Rachel." Mercedes smiled. She was in immense pain & worried about her baby but she was happy for her friend.

The group made their way from the girls locker room (where Kurt had sneaked in) to get their lunches. Almost every girl brought their lunch from home now. It was cheaper, healthier & def. more delicious than anything the cafeteria decided to sling.

Once they'd retrieved their lunches they headed to the cafeteria. Mercedes took off the simple chain around her neck & slid her engagement ring off. She didn't want anything to happen to it during practice so she'd put it on the chain. Now that the dangerous practice was over, she wanted to wear it again.

"Diva, that ring is beautiful." Kurt gushed again. "I can't believe Puck had this kinda taste stored inside him."

"I must admit I'm surprised as well." Rachel added. "He seems the type to forget everything. I wasn't aware he even knew anything about jewelry."

"He doesn't." Mercedes admitted. "But he knows me. Apparently my mom wanted something big & ugly but he put his foot down."

Brittany opened a door while Tina opened the other. They strolled through & made their way to their tables.

Puck pulled Mercedes onto his lap. "How was practice?"

"I don't know how to say it nicely." She pouted.

"I know how to say it honestly!" Marcy laid her head on the table.

Mal rubbed her back. "She was too rough?"

"Nobody likes it that rough." Santana moaned as she changed the angle on her ice pack.

"Did she hit you?!" Finn was horrified.

"I wish!" Santana rolled her eyes. "I was tumbling & missed a step. The grass isn't as soft as you want it to be when your face meets it."

Sam winced. "Ouch! Coach Beiste is tough but she doesn't try to kill us!"

"That's because Coach Beiste is human!" Kurt snapped.

Artie giggled until it became a full blown laugh. Soon the whole table was laughing.

"I think she just had a bad date." Marcy remarked. "No reason to take it out on us!"

"With what?!" Mike quipped.

"Rob Pearson or whatever his name is from the news." Tina opened her juice bottle.

Karofsky grimaced. "Really? You'd think she'd have better taste."

"That's what I said!" Santana high-fived him.

Ellen ran into the room. The group had been wondering where the redhead had been. "Guys!"

"What?"

"I have fantastic news!" She sat beside Marcy & danced in her seat.

"You decided on a makeover?" Kurt guessed, eyeing her wardrobe.

"You decided not to go to comic con with Sam?" Mercy tried. Sam side-eyed her.

"You've decided to see the Wiz with us in black & white?" Rachel suggested.

"You got a date?" Brittany perked up.

"No!" Ellen pouted. "& now I feel bad!"

The table erupted again.

"Okay. We're sorry." Marcy rubbed her arm. "What's your news?"

"I'm starting in the final game!"

"Cool!" Mal fist-bumped her.

Ellen had moved up the ranks of the lacrosse team quickly & she & Marcy were known as the Dangerous Duo. As yet she hadn't started but they'd made it to the championships & their coach had rewarded one half of his star pair for it.

"So cool!" Ellen agreed. Everyone congratulated the teen on her achievement.

"We're so gonna dominate Friday!" Marcy grinned. "Can't wait to stomp a mud-hole in those assholes from Columbus!"

"How can two girls that are so talented in the creative arts be so brutally competitive?" Rachel wondered.

Marcy side-eyed the hell outta her. "Have we not met?!"

Santana agreed. "You know Marcy is über aggressive!"

"I can't watch her games full on." Mercedes admitted. "It's like she's trying to kill the other team. She's so serious!"

"She likes to win!" Puck bragged. Marcy high-fived him.

"It's scary." Kurt agreed with Mercedes. "I went to a scrimmage for indoor soccer & I swear she growled at one of the girls on the other team! Then she literally ran her over."

"It's just sports related aggression." Brittany explained. "I have it, too. It's necessary to win games sometimes."

"She's right." Mike added. "I'm not a jerk but I've been known to lay a couple guys out on the field."

"But you're a boy!" Rachel stressed.

"That's as menacing as a teddy bear!" Mercedes sassed.

Mike threw a French fry at her & stuck his tongue out.

The topic moved from a stalemate about misplaced aggression to the winter dance that Saturday.

"We should seriously make decisions this Wednesday when we go shopping for the baby room." Kurt repeated.

"Everything will be picked over." Rachel moaned. "Why did we wait so long?"

"Procrastination?" Marcy suggested.

Mercedes giggled. "Relax guys. I'm sure we can find something in the Adjacent. All those stores; they better have something!"

Tina shook her head. "I asked my mom to make something for me. It's almost done & so pretty."

"I bet it's blue." Marcy joked.

Tina pouted. "So?"

Mike kissed away her pout. "I thought you said your favorite color was black?"

Everyone laughed at her indignant face. A throat clearing broke them from their merriment.

"Az?" Karofsky was pleasantly surprised.

"Hey." Azimio stood awkwardly with his lunch tray. "I was wondering if I could join you guys?"

Everyone looked at one another. "Why?!" No one was surprised at Marcy.

"It's just that my old table is full of jerks."

"So?" She gave no inch. She had an idea of what he was saying but for Kurt & Karofsky's sake, wanted him to spell it out.

He sighed heavily. "They were talking about Dave. I didn't like what they were saying so I left."

"& you thought you'd come over here to sit with him because…?" Puck led.

"Because he's… ya know? My best friend & all." Azimio flushed slightly. "I can't have those pricks talking bad about him."

Karofsky smiled. This was the best friend he remembered. He looked to Marcy with a pleading glance. Everyone waited with stilled breath for her verdict.

"Fine." She said simply. "But you have to roll to the dance with us."

"That's fine!" Azimio grinned & sat on Karofsky's other side.

Lunch went smoothly. When not a bullying ass, Azimio was actually fun.

"Dammit!" Marcy clenched her fists. "I told you that was supposed to stay family business!"

Somehow the conversation stumbled upon Fabanges first family outing & Marcy's skinny dipping adventure with a reluctant Mal.

Azimio grinned. "That's okay. When I was eight, I still didn't know how to swim but I let my big brother talk me into going to the pool. Let's just say I almost drowned & the bastard was off flirting with some girl in a bikini!"

"That's nothing!" Mal scoffed. "Mike once left Maddie in her carseat in June. Our mom asked him where the stroller was & he actually looked around."

"I made a mistake!" Mike grimaced. "We were still in the parking lot though!"

"How about the time Laura took us to see the Beauty & the Beast but snuck into a different theater to see a boy?" Mercedes remembered.

"Oh yeah!" Quinn snapped her fingers. "She had the ticket stubs & when the ushers came to check, we didn't know what to do!"

Mike laughed. "Laura was grounded for a month for that!"

"It's not as bad as the time Finn & I went shopping for back to school clothes." Kurt glared at his brother. "It was the third time because somebody managed to get out of it every time. I spent three hours looking for him!"

"Where'd you find him?" Santana giggled.

"The food court!" Kurt threw up his hands. "He'd been begging all the stands to give him samples. He had enough to feed a small army!"

"You want to talk about losing people…" Puck threw in. "My sister, Nic has always been tiny but when she was four, we were playing hide & go seek in the park & I lost my mind when I couldn't find her. Turns out she crawled under a bench & fell asleep."

Sam nodded. "My sister, Stacie is like that!" He frowned. "When we first moved here, we thought we lost her back in Tennessee. Turns out she crawled into an empty box & fell asleep."

"Little sisters are adorable." Santana said. "Little brothers are the pain. Gomez is always spying on me!"

"Thank you!" Mike high-fived her. "Mal is never where he's supposed to be!"

Mal's mouth fell open. "What?!"

"I don't think so!" Mercedes shook her head. "I'd rather have the disappearing Mal than the ninja Marcy."

Marcy side-eyed her. "It's not my fault you can't hear me!"

Quinn shook a carrot stick at her. "You & Mike never make any sound! You take ten years off my life whenever one of you pops up!"

"Just because we don't announce ourselves like you do, Queen Quinn, doesn't mean we sneak up on people." Mike twisted his mouth.

Quinn side-eyed him for that. "I do not announce myself!"

The table was quiet for two seconds before a chorus of Yes, you do! was heard.

M&Q&M

Puck, Mike, Mal & Sam hefted boxes up to the baby's room.

"Do we even know how to put this crap together?" Marc had already started opening boxes & reading directions.

Puck shrugged. "How hard could it be?"

They soon found out; hard enough.

Marcy shook her head. "Pathetic!" She had come in five minutes before to check on their progress. Well, it'd be progress if they'd gotten past opening all of the packaging.

"Like you could do better!" Mal laid flat on the floor.

Marcy rolled her eyes & snatched the directions from Puck, who was starting to go cross eyed. She read it over & shoved Sam out of her way. Soon enough, the stroller was put together.

"How the hell did you do that?!" Marc's mouth fell open.

"I can read." She deadpanned.

"But that crap read like stereo instructions!" He sputtered.

"Maybe cuz you were reading it in Japanese, you twit!" She put her hands on her waist. "You know your Japanese is terrible!"

"What?!" Mike sat up. "Why didn't you tell me it was in Japanese?!"

Marc shrugged. "I didn't realize."

Mike side-eyed the hell out of him. "We've been in here for five frickin hours!"

"What are you doing?" Puck eyed Marcy from his reclined position by the window.

"Where's the socket wrench?" She frowned & held out her hand. Sam handed it to her. She tightened up a few bolts & stood back. "The crib is done."

"How?!" Mal rolled into his stomach. "What are you? magic?!"

"You guys are just lazy!" She glared at each of them. "Four of you know multiple languages. Three of you know real languages. It's not that hard."

"Why are you so good with tools?" Sam asked as she picked through the pieces needed to build the changing table.

She shrugged. "I don't know. You could help you know!"

The boys jumped up. "What do you need us to do?"

"Everyone take a box." She commanded. "Take out everything necessary for it. Don't touch anything else!"

Working as a team (for once), they blew through the building.

Mercedes knocked on the door. "Can I come in now?"

"Yeah." Marcy opened the door. "Just tell us where you want everything & they'll move it."

"Thanks for volunteering our muscles!" Marc snapped.

"Ain't that what they're for?!" Marcy paid him no attention. "You couldn't put the stuff together; might as well move it for your pregnant sister."

"Nice guilt trip, Marce." Mike said dryly.

Mercedes had been eyeing the room critically. "Okay, I got it. I want the changing table by this window. I want the crib over there. The rocking chair by the crib. Bookcases by this wall."

As Mercedes went down the line, the guys moved the furniture until the soon-to-be mom was satisfied. She took out her phone to capture the view & sent it to her friends, including Rhiannon.

Marcy took out her phone as well. "We should make another list of stuff to get tomorrow. Like baby lotion & such."

"Right!" Mercedes tapped her bottom lip. "Baby lotion, wash, shampoo, oil. Brushes. Combs. A baby book. Diapers. Rash cream. Bottles. Pacifiers. Sleepers. Wash cloths."

"Don't forget extra nipples." Marcy broke in as she typed furiously.

"What?!" Puck looked at her.

"Yeah." Mercedes agreed. "He'll need them if they're dirty or if he bites holes in them."

Sam looked distraught. "He'll bite holes in your…?" He gestured to her chest.

"You idiot!" Marcy side-eyed him heavily. "The nipples on the bottles. Did you miss when your siblings were babies or is it selective memory loss?"

"We need blankets." Mercedes went on. "That nose thing. A baby thermometer."

"Nose thing?" Marc frowned. "You mean that thing that goes in your nose & pulls the snot out?!"

Mercedes nodded but grimaced at the imagery. "Yup."

Marcy shuddered. "I hated that thing!"

"But it's necessary." Mercedes pointed out. "Books. Hangers for the closet. Curtains. Shelves."

"Who's puttin that up?" Marcy glared at the guys. "These losers can't put anything together!"

"Hey!"

Mercedes hugged her sister. "Can you do it?"

She sighed heavily. "Don't say I don't love you!"

Mercedes giggled. "Okay what else?"

"Toys!" Sam jumped up. "He's gonna need toys!"

"& stuffed animals." Mike nodded.

"& a baby pillow." Marc added. "We all have one."

"A baby pillow?" Puck scratched his head.

"Yeah. It's a tiny pillow that has lines for stats." Mercedes explained. "Once the baby is born, you have the name, weight, height & date added."

"By the time Mercedes & I were born they added a plastic sleeve for the first baby picture." Marcy added.

"That's cool." Puck stretched. "Is that all for the list?"

Mercedes bit her lip. "I think so. If we think of anything else, we can just get it."

"Okay, I got it all." Marcy put away her phone. "It's really coming together."

Mercedes took a last look around the room. "I can't wait for Thursday!"

"Is that your appointment to see your son?" Sam asked.

She nodded. "Two o'clock!"

M&Q&M

"This butter colored baby blanket is amazing!" Kurt squealed.

"What about this?" Santana held up a powder blue sleeper.

Laura & Rhiannon clapped. "That's so adorable!"

The girls & Kurt had been shopping for over an hour & had found most of the items on the list.

Mercedes found swabs & baby soap. She put them in her basket. She also found Q-Tips & cotton balls. Marcy found rubbing alcohol & baby tweezers.

Quinn walked up with nail clippers & a baby tub. "It's blue so it'll fit the theme."

"Look at these!" Tina ran up with two lamps that were yellow & featured teddy bears. "So adorable!"

"Here's a rubber ducky!" Brittany bounced on her heels.

Rachel walked over. "I have baby monitors."

"Do you have a mobile?" Marcy asked.

"Nope." Mercedes shook her head. "We need to go now though so I'll just add it to the list."

The girls made their purchases & high-tailed it to the Adjacent.

Soon enough the room was stocked.

"Thanks you guys." Mercedes gushed. The room was exactly what she wanted.

"You're welcome, Chica!" Santana wrapped her arms around her neck. "Now let's see your room!"

"Sleepover!" Brittany yelled.

"With all these people, I'm sleeping with Marcy." Ellen put in her bid.

"I'll sleep with her, too." Laura said. "Mercy needs room to move around & I doubt Puck really wants to share his space with a thousand girls."

"Nobody cares what Puck wants!" Kurt snorted.

Mercedes swatted him. "I do! You're all sleeping in guest rooms! Laura can take Marc's room though. Ellen will sleep with Marcy, of course."

"Brittany & Santana can take the red room." Marcy commanded. "Tina can share with Rhiannon in the blue room. Kurt & Rachel will take the orange room."

"What about me?!" Quinn pouted. "I'm starting to resent Puck already."

"Sleep with Marcy or Laura." Mercedes suggested.

"Fine!" Quinn pouted. "But I get to choose the movie!"

The girls & Kurt raced to call their parents to get permission.

While they were off, Quinn turned to Mercedes. "Does this mean I have to take my spare clothes out of your closet?"

"I think so." Mercedes shrugged. "Put them in the blue room. You like it the best."

"I'm glad I have spares in Marc's room." Laura tucked a strand of blonde hair behind her ear. "I do not feel like going all the way home."

"Shouldn't you call Robert & tell him where you are?" Marcy asked. "So he doesn't worry."

Laura laughed bitterly. "Yeah right!"

Marcy, Mercedes, Ellen & Quinn eyed each other but changed the subject.

"My mom says I should leave clothes here cuz I'm over so much." Ellen teased.

"You probably should." Marcy walked out, leading the girls into the hallway.

"Britt & I are going to go get our stuff." Santana hung up. "We'll be right back."

"Tina & I, too." Kurt pulled the Goth down the stairs.

"I already have my stuff." Rhiannon said smugly. Mercedes had already invited her to stay over. "I just put it away."

"I can take Rachel home & get Ellen some stuff." Marcy offered. "I'll swing by to get her after we're done."

"I can order food while you're gone." Mercedes reached for her phone. She'd changed out of her uniform as soon as she had gotten home.

"Chinese?"

"Pizza?"

"Mexican?"

"Sushi?"

Marcy side-eyed the hell outta Ellen. "There's no way in hell! I want Chinese."

"Me too." Brittany put in.

Everyone eventually agreed & Mercedes put in the order. They left her the money before racing off.

Quinn & Laura helped her make the theater cozy for their friends as they waited.

"Too bad we can't have wine in front of them!" Laura pouted.

"I know!" Quinn giggled. "Guess we have to settle for juice!"

Mercedes threw a pillow at Quinn. "Be nice!"

Rhiannon walked in from the kitchen. "This place is huge! I almost got lost!"

"Sorry." Mercedes looked up. "Help her, Quinn!"

Quinn smirked & helped Rhiannon set up the additional snacks. Because of Coach Sylvester's insane diet, the squads usually only ate fruits & veggies as snacks but since learning of Mercedes's pregnancy, they've cheated more times than not.

The girls had ice cream, cookies, chips, chocolate, candy & popcorn. They were serious! It was winter & could hide under winter coats. Until weight-in...

"Leave the ice cream in the freezer, girl!" Mercedes laughed. "It's dessert!"

"Like cookies aren't!" Rhiannon snorted. Quinn put the ice cream back.

"We're back!" Kurt's voice rang out. He, Quinn & Tina walked in.

"Go put your stuff up. The food's not here & we're not finished setting up." Mercedes commanded. The doorbell rang. "It has to be Britt-Bratt & Satan."

"I'll get it." Laura offered.

"What else do you need?" Rhiannon asked.

"For you to sit!" Mercedes grabbed her arm & sat her down. "You're farther along than I am."

"We're gonna have such a good time!" Brittany jumped up & down as she walked in with Santana.

"How long til the food gets here?" Santana rubbed her hands together.

Mercedes checked her phone. "Maybe five minutes? You've been gone for about fifteen."

"I'm hungry now!" Santana moaned & rubbed her stomach.

"You're greedy!" Quinn teased. "I'm surprised you don't have breadsticks!"

"We have too much food for that!" Mercedes scolded. "Here! Have some chips!"

Santana took the bag & stuck her tongue out. "I'm starving!"

"The delivery guy's outside." Marcy strolled in. Mercedes gave her the money & the teen & Laura went to pay.

The rest of the group had already gathered by the time they returned. After the food had been distributed, Mercedes put in a movie.

"Rent!" Rachel yelled.

Kurt threw a kernel of popcorn at her. "Down in front!"

M&Q&M

Puck couldn't sit still. He read every flyer on the walls. He jiggled his legs whenever he sat. He looked everywhere. He made noises with his mouth. He was getting on Mercedes's last nerve! "No-No!"

He looked over at her. "Yeah?"

"Cut it out!" She went back to reading an article in Baby.

"Sorry." He put his arm around her shoulders. "I think I'm nervous."

"Relax. We're just getting a sonogram."

"Our first picture of our son!" He stressed.

She shook her head & giggled. "Just calm down before someone beats you."

"Okay." He settled down & looked around the waiting room again.

There were many women alone but a nice percentage had someone with them. Some women were further along while some weren't even showing.

Surprisingly not many were teens. The fact blew away the stereotype but made the couple in McKinley garb stick out more.

Their appointment was at two o'clock so they left straight from school. Subconsciously, Puck tugged on her Cheerios skirt above the pants.

"Mercedes?"

Mercedes & Puck looked up. "Yes?"

The OB-GYN smiled warmly. "I'm ready for you."

Mercedes stood & swatted at Puck's hand. "Stop it, Noah. Come on."

They followed the pretty brunette to a room.

"My name is Dr. Chaka Fields." She held out her hand to the couple.

"I'm Puck."

"Are you Daddy?" He nodded. "Are you scared?" He nodded harder. She laughed. "Well, you can relax. This is just a check up."

He chuckled. "She told me to relax, too."

"You need to change into this." Dr. Chaka held out a paper gown. "You can keep on your underclothes but your uniform has to go."

Mercedes nodded. "Okay."

"I'll be right back. I'm going to get some forms for you to fill out." Dr. Chaka left in a light perfumed cloud.

Mercedes started taking off her clothes. "Are you okay?"

He nodded & took a seat on the rolling stool. "I'm good. This just makes it real."

"Do you still want to be here?" She bit her lip as she slipped into the gown. "You can run if you want."

He scowled. "Why do you keep saying that? I'm here. I'm not going anywhere."

"I know but some guys say they'll be there but sometimes it gets to be too much." She refused to watch him leave. Staring at the machines to her left, she spoke bravely. "I wouldn't blame you."

He stood & placed her folded clothes in the chair behind him. He hooked a finger under her chin & turned her to face him. "You're not getting rid of me. I'm not "some guys". I'm the one & only Puckasaurs, baby. I love you & Junior. It's not going to change."

Her eyes filled. "I'm not- I'm sorry."

"Baby, stop crying." He wiped her tears. "I hate it when you cry."

"I'm sorry!" She hid her face in his shoulder & sobbed.

"What are you doing to my patient?!" Dr. Chaka wanted to laugh so badly.

Puck faced her. "I'm sorry. We were talking & she started crying."

"I can't stop!" The words were muffled but Dr. Chaka heard them.

"It's the hormones, honey." Dr. Chaka soothed. "You can fill these out while I set up the equipment."

Mercedes dried her eyes & began filling out the forms.

"We get pictures right?" Puck asked.

"Yes, you do." Dr. Chaka was ready.

Mercedes handed Puck the clipboard & pen. "What do I do now?"

"Lie back. I'm going to spread this gel on your tummy." Dr. Chaka explained. "It'll be a little cold but that's alright."

"What does the gel do?" Puck set the clipboard down on the counter.

"It helps us see the baby." Dr. Chaka flipped the switch. "We'll be able to hear the heartbeat today."

Puck took Mercedes's hand. "Sam would love this." She side-eyed him. He flushed. "I meant the machines & stuff."

Dr. Chaka set aside the gel & placed the instrument necessary on Mercedes's stomach. She moved it a little until a faint beat was heard. "Hmm?"

"What's wrong?!" Mercedes almost shot up.

"Nothing." Dr. Chaka cleared her features. "It seems you're not as far along as you thought. But you're baby is right there." She pointed to the screen.

"How far along is she?"

"Not quite three months yet. It's a little difficult to tell but I can tell you what you're having if you want."

"We think we're having a boy." Mercedes admitted.

"I don't think so." Dr. Chaka laughed. "You're having a baby girl."

Puck's jaw dropped. "A what?!"

"A girl?" Mercedes was in shock as well. "I never thought of that."

"Are you disappointed?" Dr. Chaka was worried about their reactions.

Mercedes shook her head. "Not disappointed. I don't really want my mom to sink her claws into my daughter. With a boy, she wouldn't care but now…"

Dr. Chaka nodded. "I see that you're sixteen. Is she not someone you want around your child?"

"It's necessary but not really." Mercedes sighed. "She thinks little girls are for dressing up like dolls."

"My mom was like that." Dr. Chaka scowled. "Hopefully she isn't your only support system."

"She's not my support system at all! I have my sisters & brothers. Our friends. His grandmother & sister. She won't get near my baby if I can help it."

"What about you?" Dr. Chaka turned to Puck, who couldn't get his head wrapped around the fact.

"I'd know how to react to a boy. But a girl? How am I going to teach her anything?" Puck seemed to deflate.

"Teach her what you'd teach your son." Dr. Chaka advised. "She'll love you anyway."

Mercedes rubbed his back. "You know Marcy would kill you if she heard you say that. Our dad never taught her anything but she knows how to do all kinds of stuff. She knows how to hunt & fish. How to build things." Puck side-eyed her for that one. "She knows so much about sports & cars. She's more of a boy than Marc & you know how masculine he is! I know about video games. Cars. Football. We can't be gender biased."

Puck nodded. "What if she's not like you & Mini Mama? What if she wants pink & dolls?"

"Love her anyway."

He gulped. "Of course I will."

Dr. Chaka grinned. "You can put your clothes back on. I'll take the forms & print out your picture." She finished wiping off the gel & turned off the machine.

When she left, the couple embraced. "You're really okay with having a girl?"

"I love the baby anyway. Whatever it is. Gender doesn't matter." Puck bit his lip.

"But…?"

"But I'm thinking about all the girls I've done wrong."

She took his face in her hands. "That's the past. We don't live there. You're not the same guy so stop punishing yourself. She'll love you."

"But karma would give me a daughter!" He snapped. "There's a ton of boys being conceived right now just to make me worry!"

She laughed. "Messy! Just messy!"

"I'm serious!" He chuckled. "I just know some guy is going to push up on her!"

"As a fetus?"

He kissed her. "Thank you for your support."

"I'm sorry, No-No." She finished putting on her uniform. She climbed back onto the table. "I understand your concerns."

"No, you don't."

"Yes, I do! I swear!" She giggled.

He nuzzled her neck. "So you're only two & a half months?"

"I guess so."

"Did that doctor even check you out right?!"

She laughed. "I'm healthy. She's healthy. That's all that matters."

"Love you, Mama."

"Love you, No-No."

Dr. Chaka walked in with the sonogram. "Look what I have!"

"Is that-?"

"Your little girl." Dr. Chaka handed it to Mercedes, who lit up.

"My baby!"

Puck frowned. "I can barely see her."

"We need to think of a name." Mercedes said suddenly. "We have a boy name but not a girl one!"

He screwed up his face. "Maybe after a family member?"

"Not even!"

He laughed. "Is Jack Daniels still out?"

She side-eyed the hell out of him. "You are joking."

"We'll think of something." He turned to Dr. Chaka. "Thank you. Are we done?"

She nodded. "Yup. Just make another appointment with the receptionist on your way out."

M&Q&M

"I'm surprised she didn't say anything about your ring." Puck remarked on the drive back to school. "The receptionist nearly shat a brick!"

Mercedes laughed. "I thought her eyes were gonna fall out of her head."

"I like how you just walked away while her mouth was open." He shook his head & grinned. "All those other women had their eyes glued to your hand on the way out."

"That's what her assuming self gets!" Mercedes flipped her high pony over her shoulder. "Just assumed we weren't serious just because we're young!"

M&Q&M

Puck held Mercedes's hand as they walked into the choir room.

"Hey guys!" Mr. Shue waved them in. "How are you feeling, Mercedes?"

"I'm good, Mr. Shue." She smiled. "We have pictures!"

"Ooooh!" The girls shouted. "Lemme see!"

Mercedes waved it in the air. "We only have one so you can't rip it."

"Is he good?" Mike asked.

"Yes, she is!" Puck sat beside his fiancée.

Everyone but Santana & Quinn whipped their heads to look at the couple. "She?!"

"It's a girl!" Mercedes laughed.

Rachel clapped. "I'm so happy for you, Cedes!"

"How did Daddy take it?" Marcy asked.

"Daddy?" Mercedes was confused until Marcy pointed to Puck. "Oh. He was good. We just want her healthy & happy. Also, the doctor from before was wrong. My due date's June 29."

"So no comic books?" Sam pouted.

Marcy gave him a blank stare. "As much as it kills me to say; you can take her to comic con."

He perked up. Mercedes tapped his knee. He sat forward.

"You know Marcy likes comic books."

"You snitch!"

"Why do you always mock me then?" Sam's pout was back.

She huffed as she side-eyed a giggling Mercedes. "Because it's you. You just bug me with how happy you are."

"You don't like me?" His green eyes widened.

"Thanks a lot, Mercy!" Her own green eyes narrowed. "I don't hate you so stop trippin."

"That's as good as it's gonna get, Sam." Mike told him. "You better take it."

"I will." He grinned at her slyly.

"What the hell are you grinning about?" She eyed him warily. In a flash, he was out of his seat & hugging her.

"You know you like me!"

"You have less than two seconds to get off me or you will be crying in front of your friends." She deadpanned.

He let go but still showed his toothy grin. "I don't care what you say; I know you like me."

"Get your boyfriend a helmet, Q-Card. He seems a little special."

M&Q&M

"How about this?" Santana held up a red dress that sparkled in the fluorescent lights. "Think Finn will like it?"

"Try it on." Tina suggested.

Santana disappeared behind a changing room door. Brittany followed behind with an orange gown.

"How about this?" Quinn exited a room wearing a powder blue gown. She twirled in front of the three way mirror.

Everyone not in a room clapped. "Nice."

Kurt eyed her critically. "It makes your skin glow. Your waist is incredibly tiny. You are cool & statuesque. I approve."

Quinn curtsied & went to change.

Mercedes rifled through a few racks. "I don't think I'm going to find anything."

"Sure you will!" Tina wrapped her arms around her from behind.

"How about this, Diva?" Kurt held up a dress that was a deep purple with ruby accents. The bodice was heart shaped & sparkled from the red gems stitched in the fabric. From the waist, it flowed like a tulip with red edging at the bottom & waist.

Mercedes's eyes grew. "I love it! It's my favorite color & Noah's, too!"

Kurt shrugged. "I figured you'd like it."

"Kurt, you're a peach!"

He held his cheek out for a kiss. "Of course, darling!"

She raced to try it on. Santana exited the dressing room.

"Twirl." Kurt commanded as he took his seat.

Santana spun & the dress fluttered slightly. The straps were wide on the shoulders but tiny where stitched to the rest of the dress. It stopped at her knees & the bodice was hard. It was shaped like a funnel & made her bust bigger.

"Fiery, Satan!" Kurt clapped. "Finn will have a heart attack!"

Santana smirked before changing into her uniform. Brittany emerged in her dress. It was a floor-length dress that looked like a sunrise. It went from a bright yellow at the top to a burnt orange at the waist to a deep red at the bottom. It was silky & had tiny rosebuds around the square neck.

Brittany pirouetted five times before curtsying. Kurt smiled. "Artie will have a hard time keeping his hands to himself. It fits your trim body with plenty of space to dance. I approve."

Brittany grinned & went to change. Rachel exited the dressing room she shared with Ellen in a cotton candy frock. It was shiny & a tad too big for her small frame but she looked cute in a childish sort of way.

"You look like a Disney princess." Kurt said, not exactly giving a compliment. "Don't you want something more form fitting?"

Rachel shook her head. "Jesse likes me in pink. I'm more comfortable in this dress."

Kurt shrugged. "It does bring out the pink in your cheeks & the dark hue in your chestnut hair. I approve."

Rachel smiled as Ellen exited the dressing room. She quickly entered as Ellen sighed heavily. "I look ridiculous!"

"Nonsense!" Kurt blinked at the vision before him.

"I really like it." Tina piped up.

"Are you sure?" Ellen bit her lip.

"You look hot." Marcy spoke for the first time that wasn't a complaint.

"Really?!" Ellen's eyes widened & she looked into the mirrors. Her dress was white with black accents. The funnel shaped bodice had black lace & gems sown into it & the skirt was layered & poofy.

"Yup." Marcy nodded. "Everyone's gonna be jealous of me."

"How do you figure?" Ellen raised an eyebrow.

"My date's hotter than anyone else's." Marcy stuck her tongue out. "Duh!"

"I thought Mal was your date?" Tina poked her in the side.

"To a school dance?" Marcy scoffed. "No way! We don't even go out for real."

"What am I? Your pity date?" Ellen snapped.

"Pause that!" Marcy held up a hand. "You know I don't pity you. Besides, I don't want to go with Mal. At least not alone. I want to go with you."

"You never asked." Ellen pouted.

Marcy side-eyed the hell out of her before rolling her eyes & sitting up. "Ellen Majors, will you go to the Winter Dance with me tomorrow?"

"I'd love to!"

"Nut!" Marcy muttered before sitting back again.

Kurt rolled his eyes. "So nice, Marcy." She shrugged. "Anyway, this dress is great on you, Elle! It makes you look really feminine while keeping true to your slightly gothic nature. I approve."

Ellen giggled & went to change. Santana, Brittany & Rachel exited the dressing rooms with their dresses in tow.

"We're waiting on you, Cedes!" Kurt yelled. "Get your sexy self out here!"

Quinn poked her head out. "She's ready. I'll come out first so I don't distract you from all the hotness!"

The gang laughed as she scurried out & took a seat. Mercedes exited the room & took their collective breaths away.

"Did I call it?!" Kurt nearly wept.

"You look so pretty!" Brittany reached out to touch the dress.

"Puck will be trying for twins, Sis." Marcy quipped.

Mercedes went to the mirrors & took a breath before opening her eyes. "Wow."

"You seem shocked, Mamí!" Santana fanned herself.

"I guess I didn't think it'd make a difference." Mercedes cocked her head.

"What would?" Rachel asked.

"Putting on a dress. I mean the winter dance is lame but this seems…"

"Like a rite of passage?" Kurt prodded.

"Yeah. Like it's important or something."

"Well, you know I approve! I picked it out!"

"You're a fool, Kurt!" She waved him away.

"You're showing off the girls. The waist is small. Your arms are gorgeous. I most def. approve!"

Mercedes gestured to Quinn. "Help me outta this!"

Ellen exited her dressing room as they disappeared into theirs. "How'd she look?"

"Amazing!" Tina spoke.

"So are we ready to buy?"

Kurt nodded. "Go buy your dresses but come back so that we can wait for Cedes & Q."

The girls went to pay for their dresses as Kurt, Tina & Marcy waited.

"What about you?" Tina asked Marcy.

"What about me?"

"Aren't you going to get a dress? I mean you just asked Ellen to go with you."

Marcy waved that away. "She can go with Mal. School dances aren't my thing. I just let my mouth run away with me."

"She might be disappointed."

"I doubt it." Marcy snorted. "She'll have a great time with Mal & you guys."

"& what exactly will you be doing?" Kurt demanded.

Marcy shrugged. "Sleeping?"

"You're going!" Tina put her foot down.

"It ain't that deep, T."

"You're going!" Tina stubbornly insisted.

"Okay! Fine! I'll go. Sheesh!"

"Now what are you going to wear?" Kurt pressed.

"Jeans?" Marcy suggested.

Kurt frowned before rising. "That's not funny. I'm finding you something."

"Really don't do that." Marcy begged. "I hate dresses. I'm already forced to wear this Cheerios skirt. I have to wear dumb outfits for Family Dinner. This is so unnecessary!"

Kurt looked through racks. "What's unnecessary is how you'll try to wiggle out of this. What's Mal's favorite color?"

"Why?"

"Orange!" Tina remembered.

"& yours?"

"I never received an answer." Marcy folded her arms.

"Green." Tina answered.

"& Ellen's?"

"I guess I'm freakin mute!"

"I think white." Tina was unsure.

"I found it!" Kurt jumped up & down.

Tina rose to see it & clapped. "That'll look great on her!"

"I'm not wearing a dumb old dress!"

Tina took the dress & gave Kurt a measured look. He nodded & the girl pounced. Tina dragged Marcy literally into a changing room.

Mercedes & Quinn appeared seconds later. "Where is everybody?"

"Paying for their gowns." Kurt answered as he resumed his seat. "You should pay for yours before Marcy shows us her dress."

"Marcy in a dress voluntarily?" Quinn scoffed. "Yeah right!"

They heard angry shouts & immense threats from the dressing rooms.

"Where's Tina?" Mercedes asked, worried.

"Putting that sister of yours in a dress." Kurt picked a piece of lint off his sweater.

Mercedes & Quinn shared a look before going to buy their gowns. They wanted to see this.

As soon as the last girl was settled with her new dress, the door opened. Marcy was pushed out & the door locked behind her. "Let me back in!"

"Marcy!" Mercedes's jaw dropped. "You look like a girl!"

Marcy scowled. "Thanks!"

Kurt grabbed her arm & tugged her to the mirrors so everyone could see her. He walked around her, eyeing her critically.

The dress looked more like a slip. It was a deep forest green with an empire waist. The bodice was covered with diamonds & only covered her chest. The rest of the dress flowed like tissue paper from there & the bottom looked like it was dipped in orange paint. The straps were a burnt orange & skinny. The back of the bodice had orange starbursts. It skimmed her thighs & made her look taller. She looked like a fairy.

She blushed slightly from the attention. "Can I go change now?"

Tina exited the dressing room. "Not yet. Kurt, what's your verdict?"

"You need heels, honey. Those legs are going to stop traffic! Maybe you'll wear your hair natural? I know you hate the curls but Shirley Temple was America's Sweetheart for a reason."

"No!" Marcy touched her artificially straight hair. "You know I never let anyone see my hair curly."

"But you look so adorable!" Mercedes winced at the evil glare her sister sent her. "They make you look softer."

"Get me out of this."

Kurt nodded. "Yes. Because you are buying it! This dress makes you look like a dark fairy. I'm so glad you don't dye your hair. The natural highlights work with the orange accents." Kurt reached out to touch her hair but she slapped his hand away.

"Please wear it!" Ellen begged. "I want people to be jealous of me, too!"

Marcy smirked. "Fine but don't say I never did you any favors!"

She & Tina returned to the dressing room as Kurt explained the joke. Soon they were ready to leave the shop.

"Let's go in here." Brittany insisted, pointing to Ice 'R Us.

They went inside & scoped out different jewelry.

Kurt bought new cufflinks for himself, his boyfriend & brother. He bought a thick black band with red plaid accents.

Rachel bought pink studs & a skinny pink rhinestone bracelet. She also found a pink ribbon to tie around her neck.

Quinn got a similar green ribbon but also a silver charm to tie in front. She bought a blue sapphire ring & anklet.

Mercedes bought a ruby necklace that resembled a choker but had rubies in decreasing sizes trailing to her cleavage. She bought a garnet tennis bracelet.

Tina bought a glittering black bracelet & a large choker with blue studs. She also bought black lace fingerless gloves.

Brittany bought black studs & gloves as well. Santana bought a thin red necklace & large (gaudy) ruby ring.

Ellen bought the same gloves (though she only planned to wear one), an orange necklace that looped thrice before meeting her chest & a green chunky bracelet.

Marcy bought orange bangles & a diamond necklace like Mercedes's. She also bought a butterfly ring.

After making their purchases, Kurt led them to his favorite shoe store. It sold shoes for men & women but the quality was splendid.

"Is this over yet?!" Marcy complained.

"No!" He picked up a pair of Oxford loafers. "Perfect!"

Tina looked around but decided to wear the boots she wore to her first Family Dinner. She really didn't have any more money to spend & she loved those heels anyway.

Mercedes found a pair of violet ballet flats with red bottoms. Quinn found slippers that looked nearly the same. Her pair was powder blue on top with navy bottoms. They also had a two inch heel.

Santana grabbed red open toe sky high heels while Brittany opted for the matching black. Rachel picked modest peek-a-boo heels with a shimmery pink covering.

Ellen chose black boots that reached her calves. They had a one inch heel & black laces. Tina suggested she remove the laces like she did & replace them with green & orange ribbons.

Kurt found a pair of heels that would go great with Marcy's dress. The shoe was white with green edging while the four inch heels were a dark orange. The straps that encircled her ankles were green & above the covered toe was an orange butterfly.

"You're getting these."

"I don't think so." Marcy shook her head. "I don't even know how to walk in heels. Those things are too high."

"Learn!" Kurt demanded, handing her the shoes. "Try them on."

"You're bossier than Quinn!" She did as told.

"I resent that!" The blonde frowned.

Marcy buckled on the heels. "What now?"

"Now you walk." Kurt helped her up. Quinn went to her other side & they both showed her how to walk. After a few tries, she wasn't as terrible as before.

"It'll probably be easier for you to walk in them if you practice." Rachel suggested. "Wear them around the house tonight & tomorrow."

"I can't." Marcy shook her head. "I can't do anything that'll mess me up for tomorrow's game."

Everyone tried to think of ways around it but had to give up.

"I'll be fine." She shrugged. "They don't hurt actually so I should be fine. It's only for a couple hours."

With that, they changed into their Cheerios sneakers (& Ellen's Doc Martens & Rachel's penny loafers) & paid for their shoes.

"Do we have everything?" Kurt looked around at all the shopping bags.

Mercedes ran down the list. "I think so."

"Dresses?" Quinn asked.

"Check!" Brittany yelled.

"Accessories?"

"Check." Rachel nodded.

"Shoes?"

"Check." Santana made the signature gesture.

"Hair stuff?" Ellen pointed out. "How are we going to do our hair?"

"Good point, Elle!" Kurt snapped his fingers. "Let's put these bags in the cars & go find places."

They set off for the parking lot in mid Adjacent. Parking was limited on the streets so a large parking center was build to house all the cars.

Kurt, Marcy, Quinn & Santana all had their cars. Ellen & Marcy put away their things in Marcy's Lincoln, Travis. Kurt, Tina & Rachel put their belongings in Kurt's Baby. Quinn & Mercedes put their purchases in Quinn's Bug. Santana & Brittany put their things in Santana's Lexus.

"How about Leslie's?" Mercedes suggested. "I want my weave out & she always leaves a chair open for me."

"I want you to do my hair." Brittany told her.

Tina & Santana agreed.

"I guess I'm just washing my hair." Marcy grumbled.

"Can you straighten my hair with that flip thing at the ends that you do?" Ellen asked. "I feel like Farah Fawset when you do that."

Marcy nodded.

"I'll need a little gel." Kurt murmured, trying to tame a stray curl.

"I want curls." Rachel decided. "Do you think she'll do my hair?"

Quinn nodded. "As long as you make an appointment. I want her to straighten my hair, too. She gets it really straight & wispy."

The group walked to the salon. The bell dinged as they entered. It smelled like oranges & cinnamon. The place was bright & airy. It was clean & very chic without being cold.

"Are those my girls?" Leslie was a tall woman who spoke with a Dominican accent. She wore outrageous outfits & never met a stranger.

"Hey, Leslie!" Marcy, Mercedes & Quinn waved.

"Come give me a kiss!" Leslie demanded with a twinkle in her black eyes.

They each gave her a hug & kiss.

"The winter dance is tomorrow & we'd like to make appointments." Mercedes began.

"All of you?" Leslie eyed the group.

"No." Quinn shook her head. "Mercy wants her weave out. I want my hair in that wispy thing you do. & Rachel here wants her hair in curls." Quinn brought Rachel forward.

Leslie looked at Marcy. "You don't want me to touch you up?"

Marcy grimaced before shaking her head. "I'm going natural."

Leslie gasped. "I love that! Who got her to finally do it?"

Kurt raised his hand. "I had to put my foot down."

"I thank you, sugar. That girl has the prettiest curls. Looks like shiny corkscrews but don't tell her that!"

Kurt laughed. "I need something for my hair as well. Anything you can help me with?"

Leslie eyed him. "I think I got just the thing." She walked to one of the many counters & looked amongst the shelves.

"I like her!" Brittany said with a smile. "She's really nice."

"She's the best." The Fabanges girls said in unison.

Mercedes looked at Santana & Tina. "I'll need some spray for Tina & Brittany. For you, Tana, a spritz."

Leslie returned with a jar of gel that was clear but sparkled. She caught the end of the conversation & added her two cents. "How are you all going to fix you hair?"

"Cedes is going to do our hair." Tina pointed to the correct girls.

"Marcy is going to do mine." Ellen piped up.

Leslie nodded. "They're good at it. Let me get you what you need & you three make appointments for tomorrow with Sandy."

Quinn, Rachel & Mercedes did as told while Leslie gathered what was needed.

When she came back, she told Kurt, "Come with them tomorrow & I'll do your hair on the house."

"Thanks!" His eyes were wide & he impulsively hugged the middle-aged woman.

"Why do you want your weave out?" Santana asked as they were leaving.

Mercedes shrugged. "I haven't had it out since last year & I miss my hair. It might not be as long as some people's!" She side-eyed Marcy. "But it's def. as long as Q's. & much thicker. It's curly like how Rachel wants her hair but I think I want it straight for tomorrow though."

"Puck is gonna fall out!" Tina predicted.

"After the appointments, everyone shower & head to my house." Quinn commanded. "Lotion down first. No one's going to complain about their skin drying out on my watch!"

Kurt looked indignant. "Why'd you look at me?!"

"Your skin care routine is rather extensive & lengthy." Rachel admitted.

Kurt stomped away. "I believe in superb skin care!"

The girls watched him as he haughtily strode to his Baby.

M&Q&M

"Wow, Cedes!" Kurt watched as Mercedes was getting the last of her natural hair straightened. "Why in the world do you wear fake hair?!"

She shrugged. "It's easier sometimes."

Rachel touched her newly curled hair gingerly. "I'd never wear that if I had your hair!"

Quinn smirked from her chair. "I always tell her that!"

Leslie patted Kurt's shoulder. "Ready to see the new Kurt Hummel?"

He nodded. She turned the chair & he caught his reflection. "Who is that?!"

She laughed. "It's you, sugar!"

Kurt eyed his hair clinically. The sides were slightly gelled up until it reached the thickest part, which was left natural. Then the tips were heavily gelled & in a spiky fashion. He looked very punk rock.

Kurt stood & hugged Leslie. "You're my new guru!"

Leslie laughed. "Thank you, sugar!"

Kurt stood next to Rachel. "What do you think?"

"I love it!"

"Done!" The stylist who straightened Mercedes's hair swung her chair to face the mirror.

"Thank you, Traci!" Mercedes touched her hair softly.

Traci gave her a quick hug. "Remember to wrap it & cover it securely before you get in the shower."

Mercedes nodded & stood. She stretched her cramped legs.

"You're done, too Cookie." The stylist working on Quinn tapped the blonde's shoulder.

"It's so hot, Taylor!" Quinn shook her head.

Taylor waved a hand. "It's what I do."

The girls paid & left. Kurt swung by Rachel's house to pick up her stuff then by his own to retrieve his things. Quinn & Mercedes headed straight for Quinn's house.

Quinn opened the door. "I wonder if Marcy's already here."

"I am now." Marcy piped up behind them.

Both girls clutched each other & screamed. "Don't do that!"

"Sorry." The teen mumbled. "I called Santana & Brittany. They've already showered & are on their way. I can pick up Tina on my way to get Ellen."

"Weren't you just with her?" Mercedes asked.

Marcy nodded. "After you guys left the field we had a team meeting to discuss the award ceremony in January. Then we took some pictures. You'd think we'd never see each other again!"

"You had just won the championships. Be happy!" Quinn scolded. "You're lucky we were able to see you after switching days short notice like that."

"Whatever." Marcy shrugged. "I'll just shower here. That way I won't be outside with wet hair. See you in a bit."

Mercedes shook her head as her sister disappeared. "That girl."

Quinn nodded. "Exactly. I'm so glad you both left your stuff here last night. That way you can help me with that strip of ribbon!"

Mercedes laughed.

M&Q&M

Puck eyed himself in the mirror. "I really hate this."

Mike clapped him on his back. "Man up! It's just a monkey suit!"

"I look ridiculous!"

"No." Karofsky shook his head. "You look good. We all do."

The boys were at a tailor in Lima getting their suits & any last minute alterations. They all wore simple black but their ties were the colors of their dates' dresses. Except Karofsky who had to match Kurt's suit that was half Bond suit half Scottish tartan & Blaine who had no date.

Azimio pulled at his grey tie. "I feel like I'm choking on this thing!"

Artie glared at his own tie that was tricolored. "Britt said her dress was all these colors but I don't think that's possible."

Finn looked up from his red tie. "Tana said it looked like a sunrise."

"I agree with Puck." Sam pouted. "I look stupid."

"You're just mad you're wearing a sky blue tie!" Mike laughed.

"Yours is cool!" The blonde insisted. "Tina's wearing a dark blue dress."

Mike adjusted his jacket with a grin. "My baby does have great taste."

Blaine stuck with a bowtie. "You look fine, Sam."

Mal cocked his head at his tie. "Is this plaid?"

Azimio took the dark green tie with skinny white lines from him. "I don't think so."

Puck took the dark purple tie from an assistant. "Why does this have red in it?" The tie did indeed have faint red circles in the background.

Artie finally stopped glaring at the differing hues in his own to glance at the Mohawked teen. "Britt said it'll match MJ's dress."

The girls had only texted their boyfriends the shades of their dresses. Everything was to be a surprise. Not a single boy liked that idea.

Azimio had the fortune of meeting his date there. The rest of the guys (excluding Blaine) were to head to Quinn's to pick up their dates. Blaine & Azimio were riding together just to see the girls but also to bond as the new guys in the group.

"Are you gentlemen ready to make your purchases?" The shop's owner was a small Chinese man with a great eye & steady hand.

The guys nodded & he gestured for them to follow him to the cash registers after they've changed into their street clothes.

After they were settled, they headed to their different cars.

"Remember Kurt bought us cuff links." Finn reminded Karofsky. "He's going to get ready with the girls but he left your pair with me. We can ride over to Quinn's together."

Karofsky nodded. "Good lookin out."

M&Q&M

"Marcy?"

Marcy looked over at Mercedes. "What?"

"After I'm done braiding their hair, can you use your flat iron to do the rest? I gotta take my bath & finish Q's hair."

Marcy nodded. "Okay." She'd just come from taking her shower & was towel drying her long hair.

The girls were pulling their looks together slowly. They were lotioned down & perfumed up. A lot of them wore body glitter. Kurt was still finishing his skin care routine.

After Mercedes finished braiding Brittany's hair into a circle at the edges of her hair with the middle loose, Marcy plugged in her straightener.

"Should I put my dress on first?" The blonde asked, touching her braids gently.

"Do you have to pull it over your head?" Rachel asked as she put on her jewelry.

"I can step in it."

"Then you should let Marcy do your hair first." Tina told her.

"The iron's hot." Marcy patted a chair. Brittany sat & Marcy quickly straightened her hair. She sprayed it with hair spray & brushed it til it gleamed. "You're good."

"Thank you!" Brittany ran to a mirror. She finished putting on her jewelry & shoes.

"You're done, Tana." Mercedes tapped her shoulders.

Santana sat in the seat Brittany vacated. Marcy did her loose hair in waves. She spritzed it with a shiny spray & used a wig brush to bring out the shine.

Finally it was Tina's turn. Marcy plugged in the curlers & gave the quiet girl silky curls. After she was done, she sprayed it with hair spray & left it alone. She didn't want the curls to part.

Santana, Tina & Brittany thanked Mercedes for the braids & Marcy for her hot tool work. They finished getting ready.

Ellen pulled Rachel's curls into a loose side ponytail. She clipped it back with a pink jeweled claw. "You're done."

"Thanks." Rachel touched her hair. She finally put on her dress.

Kurt started to get dressed since his skin finally shone the way he wanted it to. Marcy put on lotion & powder.

"You should use some glitter." Kurt advised.

"Why?"

"So you can shine!" He threw the shared stick of roll on glitter at her, which she caught.

She used some & put on deodorant. "Only for you, Kurt."

"Kisses!"

Ellen & Quinn put on everything but their dresses as Marcy finished & Mercedes took her bath.

"Perfume?" Ellen shook a bottle at Marcy.

She wrinkled her nose. "Fine."

Ellen sprayed in the air & Marcy walked under it. In her underwear, Ellen sat in the vacant chair by Marcy's tools. "Time for my hair."

Marcy moved behind her & gave her the flip she wanted. She sprayed hairspray on the red mass & brushed it until it nearly glowed.

Using the wig brush, Marcy brushed her own hair & spritzed the spritz on it. She heaved the heavy mass over her shoulder to make sure she got it all. "Mercy, are you nearly done?"

The diva walked in. "Let me lotion down before I finish your hair, Q-Card."

Marcy put on her jewelry while the other girls were pulled on their dresses or shoes. Quinn set out their earrings & clutches.

When Mercedes was ready, she snatched up a brush & a small tiara. "Come on, Quinn. We have thirty minutes."

Quinn sat as Mercedes brushed her ultra straight locks into an upsweep & pinned it into place. She secured the tiara in front. "Thanks, Mercy!"

"I'll touch up your hair, Merce." Marcy offered, as she straightened her bangs. She couldn't leave them curly. It was just weird.

Mercedes sat & Marcy made sure her hair was straightened the way her sister wanted. "Here. I have this circlet for you. It has rubies in it." She placed it on Mercedes's head.

"You & Quinn look like Kate Middleton." Brittany breathed.

Santana smirked. "I think we all look like royalty."

Kurt finished putting the finishing touches on his outfit. "Come on ladies!"

The girls hopped to. Excluding Marcy & Mercedes, they all gathered their wraps & organized their clutches. They were completely pulled together, except for their earrings.

Marcy helped Mercedes into her dress & shoes. "Quinn & Ellen did our purses for us. Want me to pass out the earrings now?"

Kurt shook his head. "I'll do it. Just let Ellen help you into your dress."

Marcy & Ellen did as told as Kurt gave the girls their earrings. Rachel & Brittany received their studs. Santana & Mercedes had ruby drop earrings in increasing sizes as they went down. Quinn & Tina had blue chandler earrings.

Kurt put on his cuff links as Marcy was putting on her last shoe. Ellen grabbed their earrings. She & Marcy had diamond studded hoops.

Kurt stood in front & clapped. "Dresses? Accessories? Shoes? Nails? Hair? Clutches? Wraps?"

"Check. Check. Check. Check. Check. Check. Check." Mercedes went down the list.

Mercedes had a deep violet color with vibrant red tips. Quinn had a French tip but the tips were an ice blue. Rachel's nails were a pearl pink while Tina had midnight blue nails. Santana had the same shade red as Mercedes & Brittany chose to have hers layered like her dress. Ellen's nails were white with green & orange polka dots while Marcy's were a light green with orange & white polka dots.

Each girl wore little to no makeup to reduce sweating. They each also wore clear sparkling lip gloss. Kurt wore Chapstick & had clear nail polish on his freshly cut nails. He believed in his hygiene routine.

"Money, cells, extra makeup, mints/gum, the little flower thing to pin to our dates." Marcy checked off on the list that involved their clutches.

"Bracelets, necklaces, earrings, rings, gloves, anklets." Rachel added for the accessories.

Kurt nodded.

"Can I tie my hair back?" Marcy raised her hand. It was all over her shoulders again after bending to buckle her shoes.

Kurt snapped his fingers & used the last of the ribbons from Ellen's heels to make a hair-tie for Marcy. He used white & orange & braided the together. He took the edges of her hair from the left & right side of her head & pulled them back. He secured them with the braided strips. Then he did the same for Ellen using green & orange ribbons.

"You two match!" Brittany clapped. "You're like sesame twins!"

Everyone ignored that as the doorbell rung. Kurt clapped once. "This is it, ladies! This is not a drill! Line up by age!"

Santana was first. Brittany was behind her with Mercedes behind her. Quinn was next; followed by Rachel, then Tina. Marcy was behind her with Ellen bringing up the rear. Marcy was older than Tina but didn't want to separate from Ellen.

Kurt led them to the hallway but out of sight of the guys, who they could hear talking below.

Judy raced upstairs. "My girls look so sweet!"

"I'm going down first & giving them a fashion intro befitting this occasion." Kurt told her.

She nodded happily & tucked a stray piece of blonde hair behind her ear. "I'll go tell the boys to get ready." She raced down the stairs as fast as her heels allowed.

"That was so embarrassing!" Quinn moaned.

The girls snickered before handing Kurt all of their clutches & wraps. He'd told them they'd look cluttered with them & it wasn't in his vision.

"Kurt!" Judy called. "We're ready!"

Kurt nodded. "Don't trip!"

"Just get down stairs!" Marcy complained.

"I'm glad you're last." He grumbled before jogging down the spiral staircase.

The girls pressed as close as they could to the railing to hear their names being called.

Kurt set his load on the chaise by the stairs & showed off his ensemble. "Yes. It is I, Kurt Elisabeth Hummel-Hudson! I look great. You may applaud me now."

The guys chuckled & did as demanded.

"Finn, will you come forward?"

Finn stepped to his brother. "Santana Lopez! Looking fierce in her hot spicy red cloud, Ms. Lopez is ready for a sinful night!"

Santana walked sassily down the stairs. Finn's eyes widened. "Whoa!"

There was a low whistle from behind him but he only had eyes for his girlfriend. Once she reached him, she gave him his pin. He kissed her cheek.

Kurt clapped to get his attention. "You may collect your date's wrap & clutch after you get your picture taken by Mrs. Fabray."

The couple walked to do as told.

"Artie, wheel this way please." Artie wheeled forward. "Brittany S. Pierce! Ms. Pierce looks like a ray of sunshine in her colorful gown. She'll dance the night away until the dawn. Which she'll def. match!"

Brittany skipped down the stairs happily. "Do you like me, Artie?"

Artie could only nod dumbly. Kurt rolled his eyes. "Collect your date's things & get your picture taken, Mr. Abrams."

Brittany wheeled Artie to Judy.

"Puck, lucky father & husband to-be, step this way." Puck did as told. "Mercedes Jones soon-to-be Puckerman! Mrs. Puckerman is a vision in violet & sassy red undertones. She's sure to be the best looking mother at the dance!"

Mercedes carefully made her way down & Puck had to keep from rushing to carry her down.

"How do you like it?"

He gulped. "A lot?"

She smiled. "Good. I don't think I can take it back."

He shook his head hard. "No."

Kurt sighed heavily. "Take your wife to retrieve her things, Puckerman! I swear!"

Puck simply nodded & held her hand the whole way.

Kurt shook his head. "Who's next? Oh yeah! Sam!" Sam quickly stepped forward. "Quinn Fabray! Ms. Fabray looks like a fairy in her regal gown. She's sure to win Winter Princess."

Quinn gracefully made her way down the stairs. Sam eyed her. Is this how Puck feels about Mercy?! I think I get it.

Quinn smiled slightly. "You don't think I look like an Easter egg, do you?"

Sam shook his head. "You look beautiful."

"Collect her things & go!" Kurt commanded. This was taking too long.

The blonde couple made their way to the chaise. "Jesse?"

The older boy had dressed similar to the other males. He'd been easier to get along with but still a major pain. Still, he made one of their biggest divas happy so they tolerated the tool.

Jesse stepped beside Kurt. "Rachel Berry! Ms. Berry looks like an adorable cherub in her candy pink frock. She's sure to dazzle while remaining respectful."

Rachel walked down the stairs at a measured pace. When she reached Jesse, he took her hands. "You look lovely."

"Thank you." She gazed into his eyes. "You look dashing yourself."

I'm going to hurl! Kurt urged them to take pictures. "Mike?" Mike walked over to him. "Tina Cohen-Chang! Ms. Cohen-Chang is in an original creation that stays in touch with her roots yet freely expresses who she is as a person."

Tina floated down the stairs with a content smile. Mike watched her every move as she made her way to him. Before Kurt could even think about rushing them, Mike took her hand & walked to the chaise.

"I like that. Prompt." Kurt gestured to Mal, who approached quickly. "Marceline Jones & Ellen Majors! Ms. Majors is in a creamy white confection that gives a hint to her bad girl ways while Ms. Jones looks super feminine with an edge."

Both girls descended the stairs in step, holding hands & giggling the whole way. Mal's jaw dropped as well as Blaine's, Azimio's & Karofsky's. "Damn!"

By that time, the other couples had drifted back to the foyer.

"Is that you, Mini Mama?" Puck was in shock. "You look like a badass pixie!"

"Or a superhero!" Sam agreed.

"You look like a girl." Mike added.

Marcy scowled. "Each & every last one of you can-"

"Marcy!" Judy snapped. "Come get your picture taken so we can do the group shot."

The girl rolled her eyes & tugged on Ellen's hand. "Let's get this over with."

Mal was stuck. She snapped her fingers in front of his face. "Come on!"

He came to & offered his arms to both girls. They took their pictures & everyone joined for the group shot.

"Just the gentlemen!" Judy winked. The guys all struck sexy relaxed poses. "& now just the ladies." The girls struck seductive poses.

The guys helped their dates into their wraps as the girls finished pinning the accessory onto each boy's lapel. The girls grabbed their clutches & were helped into their respective rides. The guys honked their horns as they pulled away from the grand house, Judy waving the entire time.

She went inside to make copies of the pictures.

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The dance was in full swing when the group arrived. It was like a graveyard when they strolled in. The DJ threw them a spotlight & they struck poses anew.

Pictures of them were captured like they were celebrities (& by McKinley standards, they were). Azimio spotted his date & went to claim her.

The group went to find tables to group together. They found three near the double doors leading to the halls. The guys pulled out chairs for their dates & took their wraps to drape over the backs of the chairs. They sat beside them.

"This is cute & all but I came here to dance!" Santana stood. She placed her clutch in her chair.

Finn blinked. "But I'm not good at it."

"I know, honey." She stroked his cheek. "You won't have to dance to all of them. Right now, my girls need to get up so we can show all these skinny bitches, who run this place!"

Brittany stood as well. "I'm going to be dancing so well, everyone's dates are going to leave them & become my dates. You have to share me with the people, Artie."

Artie smiled goofily at her. "Whatever you want."

"Come on, Cedes!" Tina hopped up. She tossed her clutch to Mike, who set it in her vacant chair, & raced to Mercedes's side. "I love this song & we have to groove to it!"

Mercedes laughed. "I am wearing flats..."

One by one, all the girls put their clutches in their chairs & with Kurt, hit the dance floor. All of them except for Marcy & Ellen.

"Why are you still here, Moppet?" Mike asked.

Marcy shook her head.

"What's wrong, Mini Mama?" Puck teased. "Scared?"

She side-eyed the hell outta him. "Go to hell!"

"I thought you were a dancer?" Jesse said as he picked at an invisible piece of lint.

Ellen whispered in her ear & Marcy nodded. Ellen rose & made her way onto the dance floor.

Mal stroked her arm. "Seriously. What's up?"

"These damn heels, alright!" She snapped. "I barely made it down the stairs & out the house. I don't think I can dance in them."

"You dance in heels all the time." Mike frowned.

"Yeah." She pointed out. "With you! To rehearsed choreography."

"We've danced without rehearsing."

"Not in heels." She pouted.

"Are you scared of falling on your face?" Jesse taunted.

"I really don't like you." She deadpanned. "If you're all just going to be so unsupportive, I'd rather be out there with them."

Kurt broke through the crowd to kneel by Marcy's feet. He used a substance to roughen the bottoms. "You'll have more control now."

Marcy stood. "Thanks." She twirled. "See you losers later!" She took Kurt's arm & they raced off to the dance floor.

"Why is the crowd so big?" Sam wondered.

Finn shrugged. "Maybe something's happening?"

"The girls are okay." Artie reassured the table.

The chorus of "Of course!" fell flat.

"Maybe I should go see?" Blaine suggested. He didn't want to be stuck at the table since he was dateless. He wanted to have fun, too.

The guys liked his idea & he pushed his way through the swelling crowd. He soon saw what made it so. The girls & Kurt had formed a tight circle where they danced against each other seductively.

There were some girls in the crowd but there were mostly guys. Some were even video taping the performance.

Marcy saw him & grabbed his hand, pulling him into the frenzy. He soon forgot he was supposed to report back to the guys.

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"Who was that guy?!" Finn was still upset even after Santana already explained she didn't know.

"I thought I was dancing against Wheezy!" She expressed for the tenth time. "I didn't know those guys cut between us!"

"Cedes is soft! You really didn't know?"

Santana folded her arms. "You need to chill out. I've already apologized. I don't know what you want from me."

"You just don't get how hot you are!" Finn ran a hand through his hair. "I always have to be on the lookout cuz guys are always saying what they'd do if they had you."

"What?!" Santana was shocked. Since dating Finn, she'd stopped caring about her sexual public image. She was only putting on a show for one man. "I don't care about any of those guys. I love you."

Finn's eyes widened. "You do?"

Her jaw dropped but she quickly closed her mouth. "Yeah? So what?"

He smiled & pulled her into a hug. "I love you, too."

She relaxed in his embrace. "Yell at me again & love or not, I'll go all Lima Heights Adjacent on your ass."

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"What part of that seemed like a good idea?" Mercedes sat on Puck's lap as he glared at the floor.

"He was touching all over you!" He gritted his teeth. "How am I supposed to react?"

"You know I'm not looking for anybody else." She rubbed his back. "I love you."

"I love you, too Mama." He finally looked at her & his face softened. "You're mine. Everybody else needs to keep their damn hands off!"

She nuzzled his neck. "I understand, No-No but you can't punch anyone else!"

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Principal Figgins cleared his throat. "This year's Winter Prince is Samuel Evans."

Sam grinned as he was crowned.

"This year's Winter Princess is Quinn Fabray."

She smiled politely as she waved regally to the crowd. Originally she wanted to be queen but once Sam was nominated for prince, she changed her goals. She had to remove her tiara so she could be crowned.

"This year's Winter King; Finn Hudson-Hummel."

Finn ambled to accept his crown.

"This year's Winter Queen is Santana Lopez!"

Santana smiled gratefully though she wanted to gloat. She was calm & poised as she was crowned.

The complete court stepped forward for pictures & was led onto the dance floor for the Official Winter Dance.

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"Are you sad you didn't win?" Artie glanced at Brittany's serene face.

"No. We won Homecoming King & Queen. I don't need any other awards. & I'm happy for them." She laid her head against his shoulder.

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"Come on! Dance with both of us!" Mal pleaded.

Marcy shook her head. "You two go ahead."

"At least dance with one of us." Ellen pleaded. "You haven't danced to a slow song yet."

"There'll be others." Marcy insisted.

Mal set his face. He grabbed her hand & dragged her onto the floor. "You're dancing with us." He captured her hip with one arm as Ellen enclosed her other.

"So you're trapping me on the dance floor?" Marcy rolled her eyes. "That's a new one."

"Act like a girl for one night. Please?" Mal begged.

Ellen laid her head on her shoulder & pouted. "Please?"

"I am a girl!" Marcy snapped before moving to the beat.

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"I'm sorry but I'm so glad you didn't win." Tina murmured against Mike's chest.

"Why?" He ducked his head.

"Because I wasn't nominated & I wouldn't want you to dance with some other girl." She admitted.

"Even Quinn or Santana?" He teased.

"Family & friends don't count!" She sassed.

"I'm glad I didn't win either."

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"Do you think that guy would be good for Blaine?" Kurt eyed a blonde standing by the punch bowl.

Karofsky turned to look. "He's on the wrestling team."

"So you think Blaine likes athletes?"

Karofsky smirked. "I think we should enjoy our dance. Blaine is fine at the moment."

Kurt twisted to look at the crooner, who was talking it up with a redhead by the stage. "I think you're right."

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"You should have won." Jesse said.

Rachel giggled. "I wasn't nominated."

"Mores the pity."

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"Last call!" The DJ shouted into the microphone. "How about those ladies from before hit the floor?"

The last slow song had already played & the dance was almost over.

The group headed to the dance floor. The girls danced to Get Yer Yah-Yah's Out by Emily Osment before finding their boyfriends to finish the dance.

Afterwards, they headed to the table to collect their things.

"Who's hungry?" Puck asked.

"Always!" Finn answered.

"Let's hit Sally's?" Sam suggested.

Sally's was a teen hangout like Breadstix & the Lima Bean. It was affordable & had good music playing. The staff was great & luckily people kept cool heads while on the premises.

It resembled an old time ice cream parlor which added to its appeal. The older generation loved it while teaching the young ones about history. Many of the walls were covered in old records & pictures of famous people who accidentally stopped in Lima.

They sold American food & even had a jukebox & small stage for real karaoke. The waitresses wore pink poodle skirts while the waiters wore jeans with slicked back hair. There was a theme.

"I could go for a chocolate malt." Mercedes beamed.

"Let's hit it!" Finn yelled.

The gang split up. Azimio turned to his date, Shauna White. "Do you want to go? I know my friends are kinda loud & dramatic-"

"They're fun." Shauna was a pretty caramel colored girl. She wasn't a cheerleader which was why Azimio asked her to the dance. As far as he was concerned, the only acceptable cheerleaders sat at his table at lunch.

"I can take you home if you're tired."

She shook her head. "I want to go."

Azimio looked behind him. "Yo, Blaine?"

Blaine looked up from the redhead's face. His normally well coifed hair was mussed. "Yeah?"

"You comin?"

Blaine looked at his new friend. "I gotta go. See you in the new year!"

Azimio chuckled as the redhead blinked slowly, unaware that he was being left. Blaine fixed himself & strolled towards the striking pair.

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Sally's stayed open 24 hours a day seven days a week through whatever weather or holiday. It was a family owned & run establishment. The kids made it there by eleven thirty & made their own table (again!).

They'd ordered by the time Azimio & his companions strolled in.

"What took you so long?" Mike asked.

"Blaine had to drop some weight." Azimio snickered.

Blaine blushed as the guys clowned him about his love em & leave em style.

As their food was handed out, the waitress spied Mercedes's ring. "Child, what is that?!"

Mabel was the owner, waitress & chef. She was Sally's granddaughter & treated everyone like they were her own children & grandchildren, who coincidently were spread out over the restaurant working.

Mercedes giggled & played dumb. "What's what, Ms. Mabel?"

"That planet sittin on your finger!" Mabel rested her hands on her hips.

"Oh this?" Mercedes twirled her ring. "Just an engagement ring."

"Just an-!" Mabel's mouth fell open. She smacked Puck with a dish towel. "Why didn't you propose here?!"

"Ow!" He rubbed his head. "We just went to Breadstix."

"Ain't nothin romantic about that place!" Mabel scowled.

He shrugged. "I'm sorry. I should have brought her here."

"I better be invited!"

Mercedes laughed. "Of course you are! You're family!"

Mabel nodded resolutely. "Darn straight." She ambled back to the kitchen.

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"Did you hear that?" The voice was whispered.

"I can't believe he's marrying that cow!" This was said with a fierce glare.

Another voice chimed in. "It's probably a joke."

"I hope so!" The first voice sighed dreamily. "Puck is too fine to be settled down."

"Unless it's with you?" The second voice asked snidely.

"Duh!" Was the waspish response.

"Cut it out!" The third voice rang out quietly. "It's not a big deal. They won't get married. He can't stay faithful! We just need to show him exactly what he's giving up."

Hopefully, this made sense to you guys. Let me know! Lie if you have to… Or don't cuz I should probably learn how to take criticism. It's whatever. Review!