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Mal opened the door to the apartment and hustled in his surprise. He walked away a bit to make sure things were fine and upon seeing they were, left to find someone.
He searched downstairs and found Marcy and Ellen in the kitchen with Santana, who didn't work weekends, and Brittany, who had this Saturday off. The twins were in their highchairs, eating.
"Daddy!" They called out.
"Hey, guys!" He kissed them.
They began jabbering in their childish language in excitement.
"Hey, I got some good news." He told the adults.
"What is it?" Brittany clapped.
"Guess."
"You got a job." Marcy leaned on the counter.
"I hate playing this game with you. But yes, I got a job."
Ellen began jumping up and down before hugging him. "I'm so happy for you! What are you going to be doing?"
"I uh- found this gallery. It's owned by Antoll Anelli."
"Antoll Anelli?!"
"Yup! He said I just caught him cuz he just got back from Milan. I showed him my stuff and he said he wanted to mold me."
Ellen hugged him as Marcy lifted a brow. "Oh really?"
"Yeah, isn't it great?"
"It's something." Marcy twisted her lips.
"Come on! He wants to mold me! Me!"
"So he has a God complex…"
"Stop that! He's a big name. He sees something in me. I can't wait to work for him. He's eccentric and weird and brilliant!"
"Douchebags usually are."
"Aren't you happy for me?" He sulked.
"I am. I just don't want you to change to fit someone else's idea of what's right. You are good and you have talent. Don't let anyone take that away from you."
He smiled. "Well thank you. And speaking of what someone has, this is for you."
Ellen gasped as he brought flowers from his back and held them out to her. "Oh thank you!"
"You're welcome. And your gift is right this way."
Marcy eyed him suspiciously. "You're the one working with a big name but you're giving us gifts?"
"Yes. Besides, I owed you. I don't make promises I don't keep."
"Uh huh." Her lips twitched.
"Come see."
She let the twins down before walking out of the kitchen. "Where is it?"
"Keep going." Mal advised as everyone followed.
She marched forward to the front door. She screamed when she saw them. She turned to Mal and hugged him. "Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!"
He laughed. "You're welcome."
She squeezed him and kissed his face before leaping off of him to sprint to the black baby goat and white lamb. "Hi, babies!"
Suddenly other animals were in the hallway. Sully circled fast while Secret circled slowly. Both looked for a place to bite.
Marcy pushed both away. "Stop that! I'm going to have to find a place for you two!"
"Mommy!" Mickey petted the lamb.
"I know. Isn't it soft?"
"They're both girls so you don't have to worry about aggression." Mal said.
"I'll call you Shea." Marcy told the lamb before touching the kid. "And you'll be Shu."
"What's that?" Ellen asked.
"Chinese for book."
"But why?" Santana was so confused.
"Book is a good word." Brittany nodded.
Both Secret and Sully were put out that their mistress was so taken with food. Ecru, on the other hand, was happy to have someone his size in the apartment. Cupcake was already bigger than him and so was Lord Tubbington.
"I gotta take pictures and show P and Rou." Marcy patted her pockets for her phone.
"This is cute. Really cute." Santana mocked.
"Go eat, cranky pants."
Santana stuck her tongue out and grabbed a giggling Brittany's arm to lead her back to the kitchen.
Marcy immediately jumped on Mal and kissed him. "I'm really proud of you."
"Thank you." Mal smirked.
The twins hugged his legs. "Thank you!"
"It's also because you left the house this morning to walk your dogs. It's progress."
"I'm not sad anymore." Marcy shook her head.
"You're not?"
"No."
"Good. Does this mean you're going to talk to Mercy now?"
"No."
"Why not?"
"Because nothing's changed except I'm not a bucket of sadness anymore. The reason still stands. Until I let it go, it won't do any good to see her."
"So you're not going to her and Lucy's thing tonight?"
"Of course I am. I wouldn't do her like that. Besides, it's Lucy's birthday, too."
"You are definitely unique."
Marcy said something quite rude in Swedish.
"Will you?"
She nodded. "Uh huh."
He kissed her and set her on her feet. "Don't forget."
"I'm standing here, willing."
"You guys are so dirty." Ellen shook her head.
Marcy pinched her cheek. "You could be our soap."
Ellen burned as Mal laughed.
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"I'm so nervous!" Mercedes moved restlessly.
"For tonight?" Quinn asked as she turned in the mirror of their dressing room.
Mercedes hurried to pull down her dress. "Yes! Except for when we went over to cheer her up after her episode, this will be the first time Marcy and I have been in the same space since family therapy."
"I know, honey and I'm happy for you but I don't want you to get your hopes up. She told me specifically that she didn't hate you and-"
"See?! That has to mean something!"
"It means she still loves you but she doesn't forgive you for the sin of being Momma Rose's daughter. She's still angry though. I don't want you to get your hopes up and then be let down when she has space between you."
"But it's my birthday!" Mercedes whined.
Quinn gave her a look.
"It's our birthday!"
"Mercy, please don't get your hopes up. Please? For me?"
Mercedes was defeated. "But Lucy-!"
"Please?" Quinn put her forehead against Mercedes's. "I don't like you hurt. You're my other third."
"Okay." Mercedes pouted. "I won't get excited."
"Good." Quinn pulled back. "Now let's find clothes for tonight. We have to get back home for when the girls arrive."
Mercedes squealed happily. "I can't wait! I miss them!"
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"Shut up!" Marcy pushed Karou slightly.
"I'm dead serious!" Karou swore.
"Not even!"
"Even!"
"No way!"
"Yes way!"
Marcy screamed.
Karou screamed.
Mal ran in. "What's going on?!"
Both screamed at him.
"What?!"
Marcy jumped off the bed and ran out. Karou followed, both still screaming.
Mal wondered just what in the world was wrong with them before following. "Guys?! What's wrong?! Guys?!"
The girls ran down the stairs and to the front door.
Mal caught up to them and picked up Marcy, who flailed around still screaming. "Marcy, stop it!"
She slapped at his back.
He set her on her feet and shook her by her shoulders. "Stop screaming!"
She jumped up and down, still screaming.
He kissed her. When he drew away, she pouted… but was quiet. "Tell me what's going on."
"I can't." Her eyes widened in hurt.
"Why not?"
"Cuz we have to tell Mercy and Lucy first."
"You're going to talk to Mercy?"
"About this!"
"What is it?"
"I have to go!"
"Marcy!"
"I'll come back and tell you! I promise!" She kissed him quickly before shoving his hands off of her and running to slip on shoes. Karou put on her shoes and both ran across the hallway to Quinn's and Mercedes's apartment.
Mal leaned against the doorway. "What about your keys?"
Marcy came back and took keys off the hook. She dangled them in his face before going back and unlocking the door.
"Damn…" He crossed his arms but then was almost bowled over by the animals trying to leave the condo. "Hey! Hey! Get back in there!"
Marcy giggled before going inside the other apartment. "Good luck! Come on, Rou!"
Karou giggled before closing the door on Mal's disgruntled face.
Marcy went straight to the kitchen to find Mercedes but she wasn't there. So she went to the den and finally ended up in Mercedes's room.
Mercedes was there, in the closet putting away extra clothes from her shopping trip with Quinn. "Marcy?"
"Where's Lucy?!" Marcy sat Karou in a "high heeled shoe" chair.
"Is something wrong? Are you okay?"
"We need Lucy!" Marcy texted Quinn in all caps to come down.
"You're scaring me!" Mercedes didn't like this at all.
Quinn burst in seconds later. "What's going on?!"
Marcy brought her over in a bundle of nerves. "You're never going to believe this!"
"What?!" Quinn breathed quickly, panicked.
Marcy looked at Karou before they both said in unison, "India's pregnant!"
"What?!" Mercedes's and Quinn's eyes widened before they started screaming.
Marcy and Karou screamed back.
"No way!"
"Yes way!"
"You lie!"
"Truth!"
The birthday girls screamed louder.
Puck burst into the room. "What's going on?!"
Mercedes, Quinn, Marcy and Karou screamed at him.
He flinched. "Ah! What's going on?!"
Mercedes and Quinn started jumping up and down. Still screaming.
"What are you screaming for?!"
"Get out! Tell us everything!" That last part was to Marcy and Karou.
"Why I gotta get out?!" Puck was slightly hurt.
Quinn pushed him out and shut the closet door in his face before locking it.
"Lucy!" Mercedes was torn.
Quinn went to Marcy and shook her. "Tell us everything!"
"Yes!" Mercedes got back on track. "Tell us everything!"
"You gotta ask Rou." Marcy ran her hands through her hair. "She just told me that Paris told her and nobody else knows so you can't tell anybody!"
Both screamed again before attacking Karou. "Tell us!"
Karou vibrated and threw her hair back from her face. "Okay! I just talked to Paris, who was going on and on about not having a good outfit for tonight and how she wanted to go shopping when she gets here because she would absolutely not go out if-"
"Rou!"
"Right! Right! Anyway she says that we have to watch India and make sure she doesn't go past a glass of wine with dinner and I asked why and she said because INDIA IS PREGNANT!"
"No way!"
"Yes way!"
"Who's the father?!" Mercedes asked immediately.
"What does Aunt Asia and Uncle Morris think?!" Quinn asked right after.
"What is she going to do about school?!" Marcy tacked on.
"I don't know! I don't know! I don't know!" Karou lifted her shoulders. "I just know that apparently she's moving here!"
"Here?! Like America or New York?!"
"New York! She's looking for apartments this week so she's going to stay even past tomorrow! Paris wouldn't tell me anything else."
"We gotta call London!" Mercedes and Quinn shouted.
"We gotta go. I promised to tell Mal what was going on." Marcy was semi-calmed now.
"I thought Paris didn't want anyone to know?" Quinn lifted a brow.
"Nobody cares what she wants! Besides, I'm sure Indy told her not to tell anyone and she told Karou so she brought this on herself. On top of that, it's Mal!"
"Alright. But you know she's going to milk it for all it's worth if she finds out you told him."
"I can always punch her in the throat."
"Marcy!" Mercedes gasped.
Marcy looked at her a bit sadly, realizing in that moment that she broke her own rule. "We just wanted you guys to know. We should go."
Mercedes waved sadly. "You're still coming tonight though! Right?!"
Marcy nodded as she dragged Karou out.
Puck barged in. "What the hell is going on?!"
"Noah, not now." Mercedes sighed deeply.
"Are you okay at least?"
She took a deep breath and nodded. "Yeah. Yeah. I gotta call our cousin."
"Are you sure?" He cupped her cheek.
She kissed him lightly. "I'm fine. Are Rae and Beth okay? Did you leave them on their own?"
He grimaced and ran out.
Quinn rolled her eyes. "The father of our children."
"Lucy." Mercedes side-eyed her.
Quinn lifted her hands. "Are we calling Lond on your phone or mine?"
Mercedes swiped up her phone. "Mine."
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Mercedes answered the door and screamed loudly. "Lond!"
"Mercy!" London hugged her tightly.
Mercedes pulled her in. "Where's everyone else?"
"Paris is across the hall with Cora and Pat and George are downstairs flirting with your doorman."
"They need to quit!" Mercedes set her hands on her hips.
"They won't."
"Where's Laura and the others?"
"I don't know about Laura but China is really close and India went to the bathroom downstairs to throw up."
"She's really pregnant!" Mercedes clapped her hands over her mouth and whispered. "Ah! I can't believe it!"
"Eck! Me either! I always thought it'd be China or Paris first."
Mercedes swatted her. "Stop that and come on here!"
London grinned and shut the door behind herself. "You know you can't tell her I told you."
"You're not going to blame it on Paris? I'm surprised at you."
London giggled. "I can be a good big sister when I want to."
"Uh huh. When you want to."
London grinned. "Show me around your place, Cuz! It looks so beautiful!"
M-A-P
"Where's your boyfriend, honey?" George demanded.
"Hi, George." Mercedes raised a brow.
"Hello, darling." George kissed her cheeks.
"You can't have my boyfriend. He's too young for you and you're married."
"Are you calling me old, dear?"
"Is that all you heard?!" Quinn laughed.
"I'm still in my twenties!"
"Where's your strapping young man, Lucille?" Pat asked.
"Stop it, Pat!" Quinn wasn't amused. "How's Eugene?"
Pat swayed gently. "He's doing better."
"Shouldn't you be?" London snickered.
Pat side-eyed her.
"We're all here." Mercedes waved her hands restlessly. "Let's get dressed."
"What about your girlfriends?" George wanted to know.
"They'll be home soon. Come on."
The girls split up to go to different bathrooms to shower and dress. By the time they were done, it was getting dark and Rachel and Anna made it home.
"It's nice to meet you again." London shook Anna's hand.
"Thank you. It's nice to meet you again, too." The blonde smiled.
"Go get dressed." Mercedes patted Anna's back. "We'll wait for you."
"I laid out your clothes." Quinn told Rachel.
Rachel was not surprised. "Thank you."
Quinn brightened. It seemed as if she'd finally broken her. She'd only use her powers for good though. "Who wants a glass of wine?"
Her cousins each raised a hand. "Me!"
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Mercedes hugged India tightly. "Hi, Cuz!"
"Hi, MercyMe!" India hugged her back, just as tightly.
"I missed you!"
"Oh, I missed you, too! How's Rae doing?"
"She's good! She's trying to feed herself when I give her cereal but she's horrible at holding a spoon."
India laughed.
"But she's real good at holding her bottle. You'd think it was a cigar."
"That's so cute!"
"Aw! I miss her already! I knew we should have gone out after we put the kids to bed!"
"Nope!" Quinn pushed Mercedes towards the front of the building. "Mal and Puck can handle it. We are going out and we are having fun!"
"Not all of us can drink!" Mercedes hissed, making eyes at India.
"And this is why we keep secrets from you." Marcy muttered.
Mercedes pouted but Laura stuck up for her. "Leave her alone, Marcy!"
"Who does she get it from, Ms. Can't-Hold-Water?"
Laura gasped, outraged as Quinn laughed. "She called it!"
Laura turned blue fire on her. "Shut up!"
Quinn stuck her tongue out. "Blabbermouth!"
"You tell everything, too!"
"No, she doesn't." Marcy stuck up for her fellow green eyed sister. "That's you two and that little one we left in Lima."
Laura screeched.
Mercedes hugged her. "You can't get upset. You're pregnant."
"What?!" Pat, George, Coraline, India, London and Paris were shocked.
"Maybe I am a blabbermouth?"
Laura huffed. "It wasn't a secret since I've told Marc. Besides I'm hardly the only one."
"I'm not pregnant!" Pat declared.
"Me either!" George sassed.
Coraline looked away.
"Cora, are you pregnant?!" They eyed her suspiciously.
"No!"
"Are you and Denisivitch having a baby?!" They cornered the blonde.
"No!" Coraline shrank back.
"You can tell us!"
"Alright already!" India yelled. "It's me! I'm pregnant!"
It was so quiet, the entire lobby could hear a pin drop in Texas.
George and Pat ran over, screaming. They fired off questions at lightening speed, overwhelming poor India until Paris whistled.
"Shut the hell up!" Marcy snapped. "Nobody wants to hear that shit!"
"You are a spoilsport, Marcy!" Pat snapped.
"I'm about to punch you in the face. Leave her alone. The whole point of tonight is Mercy's and Lucy's birthdays and you're making India's pregnancy about you."
"You're right." George sighed. "We will behave from now on."
"No, you won't. You'll just wait until my back is turned. Well not tonight, chickenhead!" Marcy wrapped India's arm around hers and pulled her out. "Lead the way, Little Mama!"
"Ugh!" Pat sneered. "I don't like your sister."
Quinn grinned. "Too bad. We love her."
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"Wheezy, I'm full!" Santana leaned on Mercedes.
"Too full to dance?" Mercedes teased.
"No way!" Brittany hopped up.
"Don't run off yet, Britt." Marcy mocked. "We don't even know where we're going to dance."
Brittany pulled at Quinn. "Come on! Tell us! Tell us!"
"Britt!" Quinn laughed.
"I can't wait to dance! Work has been so hard!"
"You work at a pet store." Rachel didn't get it.
"All you're doing is singing on stage!"
"Britt?!" Quinn shook her arm.
Brittany sniffed.
Santana laughed. "Is this what you meant, Patti?"
"Yep." Marcy kept her mirth to herself.
"I think she just meant that the pet store is such a happy place that it must be easy work." Mercedes soothed.
Brittany narrowed her eyes before smiling brightly. "Of course, Sadie! You would never say something mean. I believe you."
Mercedes grinned hapshazardly. "Thank you."
"It's all I meant." It wasn't but Rachel was no fool.
"This is less fun." Marcy muttered.
"Marce!" Quinn snapped.
"I meant this overall experience. I want to dance." She stood up and pulled down the small legs of her shorts. "Where are we headed?"
"Well…" Quinn didn't quite believe her but couldn't prove it. "There's this gay dance club on 5th and Oak. We thought we'd go there before the movies."
"Where I'll definitely be going to sleep…" Marcy pushed her chair in. "Let's do this."
The girls (and Kurt) raised a cheer and popped up to push in their chairs. They fled the restaurant and spilled out onto sidewalk.
They found their way and made it to the pulsating hole in the wall club. The inside was dark with neon flashing lights and the music was extremely loud. The place was playing Madonna from the 80s, with multiple people singing along.
The girls mixed in with the crowd and began dancing. Strobe lights shot across the room and people screamed out lyrics however on key they may or may not have been.
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"I'm bored." Puck murmured.
Finn looked at him. "What?"
"I said I'm bored."
"What do you think the girls are doing?"
"Mama wouldn't tell me exactly what was happening." Puck frowned as he thought about it. "She just said they were going to eat then see where the night took them."
"Quinn told me they were going to eat then shopping."
"It's night." Puck looked at him like he was stupid.
Finn frowned. "Wait- she lied to me?!"
Puck smirked. "She lied to you."
Finn sulked. "Man! Why does she keep lying to me?!"
"Because you keep falling for it?"
Finn glared at him.
Puck grinned. "My bad. She'll stop lying to you."
"Now you're lying to me."
"I'm trying to make you feel better."
"Thank you."
"Don't get weird."
Finn grinned. "My brother's gay and so are all of our girlfriends. I can't believe you still say stuff like that."
"It's not a gay thing. It's a loser thing."
"Whatever." Finn held a smug smile as he turned back to the TV.
"Whatever!" Puck pointed at him.
"That's what I said." Finn hunched his shoulders.
Puck popped up. "I'm going to check on my kids!"
"Why are you leaving me?" Finn teased.
"Shut up!" Puck stomped out.
Finn's laughter followed him upstairs.
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"My feet hurt!" Tina leaned nearly completely on Kurt.
"Why'd I wear heels?!" George sighed loudly.
"Because-"
Mercedes gave Marcy and Karou a look.
"You like to look good."
George smiled smugly. "Thank you, Cuzes."
"Fuck that. You a hoe." Marcy changed her mind.
Paris nearly buckled with laughter, London and Quinn right behind her. Coraline tried not to laugh but her lips twitched madly.
Karou clapped happily. "A hoe with sprinkles on top!"
"Marcy?!" Laura and Mercedes were mortified. India couldn't believe it. "Karou?!"
Pat was on the fence. George was her best friend but that was funny.
George screamed loudly. She was extremely upset.
"Marcy, how could you say that about your cousin?!" Ellen pulled on her girlfriend's hand.
"I opened my mouth and said it…" Marcy blinked. "That's how talking works."
"Marcy, she means how could you be so mean!" Laura snapped.
Marcy looked at Ellen in betrayal. "I'm not mean!"
"You are mean, you violent little girl!" Laura shook a finger at her.
Marcy wrinkled her nose at her.
"You tell George you're sorry!"
Marcy made a rude sound low in her throat.
"You stop that this very minute and apologize!"
"Man, you suck." Marcy scuffed her shoe.
"Marcy!"
Marcy huffed before rolling her eyes and facing George. "I apologize."
"You could mean it." George muttered.
"I meant you a hoe but apparently that's too much."
"Marcy!" Laura screamed.
"Fine! You're not a hoe; you just have hoeish ways!"
"How is that better?!"
"Who else has hoeish ways?" Paris giggled.
"Paris!" China chided.
"Pat." Marcy answered her anyway.
Karou wiped away tears as Paris tried to hold her up. "Who else?!"
"You."
Karou glared. "What about you?!"
"Oh, I'm a total whore."
"Marcy, you stop that right this second!" Laura lectured. "You're not a whore!"
"What would you know about hoeing, Ms. Perfect?"
"I am not perfect!"
"Could have fooled us." Quinn scoffed.
"Shut up and come on here!" Laura was tired of all of them. "We're late to the midnight movie."
The group began walking from the club to the movie theater.
"Man, it sucks that she made them stop." Santana whispered to her girlfriend.
Brittany's lips twitched as she swatted Santana's hand. "Stop it, San."
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"I'm so tired." Tina yawned.
"But wasn't that movie romantic?" Anna sighed.
"So much so!" Ellen gushed.
"Yeah." Tina agreed. "The lead reminded me of Mike."
"It did not remind me of Noah." Anna shook her head with wide eyes.
Ellen giggled. "Mal is very romantic. I thought Puck could be?"
Anna lifted a shoulder. "He has moments of thoughtfulness and insightfulness that are romantic but he's not a practitioner of romance."
"Sounds like Marcy. She refuses to do anything romantic. Like just now? she had her eyes closed during the whole movie."
Tina giggled. "She said she would be asleep for it."
Ellen blew out a breath. "It's not fair. Mercy is romantic. Quinn is romantic. I'm sure Laura is romantic. Why won't Marcy take after her sisters?"
"Marcy takes after them in other ways." Tina knew. "The sharp words that cut you deep is pure Quinn."
Ellen gasped. "No!"
"Quinn used to rule our school with an iron fist." Anna enlightened her.
"She was so scary." Tina added. "I thought she was perfect yet a monster."
Ellen was blown away. She only knew Quinn as a nice girl. "Who else?"
"Rachel was a mess…"
Anna giggled. "She was a part of so many clubs and still no one liked her."
"Why?" Ellen wanted to know.
"Her personality is much better now." Tina told her. "Tana and Britt weren't the nicest either. I mean Britt was always nice but she was underhanded because she listened to other people but that's still mean. Tana was Satan. That's why Puck calls her Satan. Everyone did."
Ellen was blown away. "Who else?"
"Mercy was sassy. I mean moreso. Everyone thought she was angry but she wasn't. She just could say some really hard things."
"What about you?"
"I was really shy."
"Was?"
Tina gave her a brittle look. "Yes! I faked a stutter just so I wouldn't have to talk to anyone. I thought I was a better actress than Meryl Streep because I fooled everyone. Nobody knew."
"Why'd you stop?" Ellen asked at the same time Anna exclaimed, "You faked that stutter?! I thought Mike just helped you get over it?!"
Tina lifted her shoulders.
"Why'd you stop?" Ellen repeated.
"I wanted to be honest with Artie. Turns out, he didn't think it was Oscar worthy."
"I'm sorry."
Tina shrugged. "Artie's one of my best friends. It didn't work out between us but we're as close as close can be. I wouldn't change our past. Even the ugly parts. It brought us to who we are now."
"That's really mature."
"It took a long time to get there. I was bitter over that for a while. I think that's why I cheated on him with Mike. I suddenly noticed this good-looking guy was interested in me and I did nothing to stop him from pursuing me because I was mad at Artie. It wasn't fair to either of them."
"You cheated on Artie with Mike?"
Tina grinned sheepishly. "Mercy gave him tips on how to get my attention. Her and Quinn."
Ellen's mouth was wide open and she looked ahead of them to where the other girls (and Kurt) were walking towards the subway.
"My MercyCat helped sweet Mike cheat?!" Anna was shocked, too.
"Yup." Tina nodded. "You don't sound surprised by Quinn."
Anna said nothing at first. "I can't believe this. She's always talking about morals."
"Mercy's very moral but she was only trying to help her brother out. Even Artie doesn't blame her. He didn't even blame Mike, which I thought was unfair because he blamed me."
Ellen giggled accidentally. "I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I don't mean to laugh!"
Tina smiled. "It's okay. I haven't done many bad things in my life so I have this big shiny example of one."
"I haven't done many bad things either." Anna frowned.
Ellen shrugged. "My brothers tease me about being so good. Even Elliot. It's not fair. Just because they're always breaking the rules, I get called a goody-goody."
"Well your girlfriend will never be called one of those." Tina teased.
Ellen laughed. "She's not bad. She just says mean things. I have to help her look for the best of people."
Anna scoffed. "I've known her since freshman year and she was always above everyone else. She hates people."
"I've only know her for three years but I know for a fact that she's bad." Tina shook her head.
"No." Ellen refused to hear it.
"No what?" All three screamed when they heard Marcy's voice. "Cute…"
"What- what- what are you doing?" Tina patted her chest to restart her heart.
"What are you three talking about?"
They each looked down.
Marcy raised an amused brow. "Whatever. We're going to an all night supermarket. We're waiting on you all."
"Sure." Anna and Tina shot forward and ran to catch up to the waiting group.
Ellen moved to do so, also but Marcy caught her arm. Ellen looked at her in guilt. Marcy just threaded their fingers and walked behind the others. Ellen couldn't take it. "They think you're bad!"
"At what?" Marcy asked easily enough.
"No. They think you're bad. Behavior-ly."
"One, behavior-ly isn't a word. Two, so what?"
"Marcy, you're not bad." Ellen turned to face her.
Marcy smirked but said nothing.
"Is this- is this about the killing something thing from last month?"
Marcy lost her smirk for a moment before, "No."
"Then I don't think you're bad."
Marcy tapped Ellen's nose. "Thank you."
Ellen blushed and glowed from the inside. "You're welcome."
"I'm going to buy you cotton candy."
Ellen beamed. She loved cotton candy. "What are you going to get?"
"I'm definitely in the mood for chips. Maybe a cookie, too? And I am completely dehydrated."
Ellen giggled as they got on the train.
"What are you two talking about?" George demanded.
"Food, nosy." Marcy sat down.
"I'm starving!" Santana moaned.
"Me too!" Brittany pouted. "My baby's gonna think I'm trying to make him skinny!"
Mercedes rubbed her belly. "No, AJ! You're going to be a healthy weight!"
The whole car laughed.