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"Lucy. Lucy. Lucy. Lucy!"
Quinn frowned as the voices kept calling her. "No. Let me sleep."
She felt skin on her face. It tickled. She ended up smiling and opening her eyes. Her sisters were above her, smiling. "Wake up, Lucy!"
"Okay, I'm up!"
"You have to get all the way up." Laura ordered. "You can't be late for your own wedding."
"She will be." Marcy snorted.
Maddie snickered. "She's going to be late to her own funeral."
Quinn's green eyes narrowed.
"Stop it, guys!" Mercedes swatted both brunettes. "Don't stress her out on her day!"
"Mercy's right." Laura bossed. "Now get up, Lucy. Go get ready. We already did so we're just waiting on you."
"Did you get up Rachel?" Quinn sat up.
"Yes." Mercedes nodded. "She's getting ready with you now."
Quinn stood from the bed and stretched before rubbing her stomach. "Finn Jr. is hungry."
"He can eat after you get ready. We'll go down to the dining room."
"Will Mom be there?"
Laura hated that question. "I'm sure she will be."
Quinn went to get ready.
Laura waited until they heard water running before she pushed at Marcy gently. "Go make sure they come!"
"How am I supposed to make them come?!" Marcy hissed back.
"Offer them something!"
"They didn't come for me!"
"I know! I'm sorry I couldn't get them until the last minute but Lucy wants Mom to be her mother! Please do this!"
Marcy glared before slamming out of the room, muttering about horrible mothers, impossible sisters and "why I got to do everything?!".
Laura let out a sigh of relief. "We have to keep Lucy calm. She's liable to have a meltdown and call off the wedding."
"What?!" Anna spoke up, reminding the sisters that she and Nic were in the room with them and the twins.
"It's okay, babe." Mercedes soothed her. "Nothing's going to go wrong."
"Why wouldn't your mommy be there?" Nic asked.
"Our mommies don't like us." Maddie said.
"MadCap, that's not true!" Mercedes scolded.
"Yes, it is!"
"Guys, stop fighting." Laura truly hated their lives. "Our main objective is to keep Lucy happy. Can we do that?"
"Yes." The girls nodded.
"Good. Marcy'll be back with them in no time and nothing will go wrong. This wedding will go off without a hitch!"
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Laura groaned into the phone. "What do you mean they won't budge?!"
"I mean they won't move their asses!" Marcy snapped back.
"What happened to allowing them liberties?!"
"What the hell I got they want?!"
"Let your hormones kick in and find out!"
"It doesn't work that way!"
"Make it! I'm counting on you, Marcy!"
Marcy huffed. "Fine! That witch bet never say I don't love her!"
"Thank you." Laura sniffed.
"Yeah, whatever." Marcy hung up.
Laura put away her phone and came back to the table with a strained smile.
"Was that Marcy?" Quinn demanded. "Why isn't she here?"
"She's just helping our moms get ready." Laura lied without batting a lash.
"Oh. She better hurry. Our appointments are soon."
"She'll be here." Laura hoped.
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"This is ridiculous!" Quinn scowled.
"Calm down, Twin." Mercedes waved London and Natalia over. "We have your back."
"Where are they?!" Quinn's eyes filled.
"Don't cry!" Natalia tried to soothe her.
"Our appointments are now and they're not here!"
"They'll be here." London promised. "They're like you. They take forever to get ready."
Quinn hit London.
"Ow! See? You're smiling."
"I'm not smiling." She was now.
"I'm sure they'll be right on."
Rachel took Quinn's hands. "Are you okay now?"
Quinn sniffed disjointedly. "I am."
"I don't like to see you cry." The brunette kissed her temple.
"I don't like crying. This baby has got me so mixed up."
"I know what you mean." Rachel rubbed her stomach.
"If Laura says they'll be here, they'll be here."
"We're here!" Marcy's voice called out.
The large group let out a relieved sigh.
Marcy showed up a second later with Judy, Rose and Jeanette. She hugged Quinn. "Are you alright?"
The blonde nodded. "Thank you."
"Don't mention it."
"Come now, Quinnie." Judy took her hands. "We mustn't be late."
The group went to the back of the spa for their appointments.
Laura wrapped an arm around Marcy. "I owe you big time."
Marcy gave her a dark look. "I said don't mention it."
"What'd you have to promise them?"
Marcy was angry just thinking about it. "Stuff that's not gon happen."
"Like what?"
"Like naming Rye after them."
Laura jerked back in disgusted surprise. "What's wrong with-?! No. Nevermind. It doesn't matter. You got them here so thank you."
Marcy grunted. "Where's my kids? I have to protect them."
"What all did you promise?!" Her eyes widened.
"The fuckin moon. Where are my babies?"
"Karou and Paris have them."
"Good." Marcy went to find them but Laura's voice made her pause momentarily.
"Whatever you want, just tell me."
"Oh. You'll know."
Laura shuddered. She'd made her promise and she'd stick to it. She went to Quinn to make sure the green eyed bride-to-be was relaxing.
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"Girls, you look beautiful!" Hiram looked around him.
"Thank you, Mr. Berry!" They chorused.
"You look good, too Kurt." Leroy assured him.
"Thank you, Mr. Berry." Kurt smiled.
"It's time for us to split up." Mercedes said. "You guys go up first. We'll meet you at the church in an hour."
"Got it!" London checked her cell phone. "Come on, guys! We're already behind schedule!"
The Fabanges (barring Mercedes) went upstairs. The other girls (and Kurt and the Berry men) waited until they were sure the elevators were not in use. Then they traveled up.
Mercedes went about getting Rachel's things ready. "Go brush your teeth again and I'll run your water."
Rachel nodded before leaving.
"Why were your mom them late?" Brittany asked.
Mercedes dropped Rachel's garter in shock before scooping it up. "I don't know."
"You're lying, Aretha." Santana crossed her arms. "You should stop. You're not good at it."
"Shut up, Santana!" Mercedes went to go run Rachel's bath then came back to continue laying out her clothes.
"So you're going to hold out on us, Jones?" Lauren lifted a brow.
"It's Puckerman now." Mercedes didn't have an answer.
"Cedes." Kurt gave her a look. "You guys have so many secrets."
"They're not secrets."
"Does Mike get along with his mom?" Tina asked.
Mercedes choked. Leroy had to pat her back. "What?!"
"Why is Marcy afraid of Ireland?" Ellen asked as soon as she got her wind back.
Mercedes made a strange dinosaur noise.
"Why does Maddie think your moms don't like you?" Anna pressed.
"Guys!" Hiram waved his hands. "Don't overwhelm her!"
Mercedes was close to having a mental breakdown. "Go get dressed."
They began calling her by the names they called her but she was sick of people asking her questions she didn't want to dwell on.
"Go get dressed!" She screamed.
They jumped. "Okay!"
Santana, Brittany, Ellen, Tina and Kurt left to go get ready in the other room while Leroy left with Rachel's only two female cousins and three aunts.
The other girls began pulling out their clothes to get ready after Rachel left her bath.
Hiram went to Mercedes. "Are you alright?"
"I just want them to have a good day." She sniffled.
"They will. Relax. They wouldn't like for you to pass out from stress. I know your baby wouldn't. Do all you can and leave the rest up to a higher power."
"Thanks, Mr. Berry."
"You're welcome, dear."
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Mercedes helped Rachel into her dress. It was an oversized white confection with seemingly miles of fabric. It was princess styled with short puffy arms. Mercedes made sure it fit right before helping the younger girl into her shoes.
"Thanks, Cedes." Rachel sat down carefully.
"You're welcome, sweetie. Now I have to give you your Somethings and you'll be ready."
"How late are we?"
"Let's not dwell on that." Mercedes continued flouncing her gown.
"Is it more than an hour?"
"We're only thinking positive thoughts."
Rachel stuck her bottom lip out. "Is Quinn ready?"
"I don't know. Do you want me to go see?"
"Yes, please."
"Okay." Mercedes left the room and went to where Quinn was getting ready. She opened the door to see Quinn in tears and everyone trying to comfort her. "What's going on?!"
Laura waved her hands to indicate not to speak but Quinn just cried harder. "You have to calm down, Lucy."
Mercedes waddled over as quickly as she could to embrace the younger blonde. "What's going on, guys?"
"Mercy! How's Rachel?"
Quinn stopped sniveling. "Is she okay? She's not having second thoughts, is she?"
"No!" Mercedes waved her hands frantically.
"I want to see her!"
"You have to calm down, Lucy. She's not going anywhere. She's waiting on you."
"But I'm not dressed yet."
"I know. You have to get dressed and then we can get started."
Quinn nodded and wiped her face. "Okay."
"We have to clean your face." London frowned as she touched Quinn's face with a moist towel.
"What even happened?" Mercedes wondered.
Laura took her arm and dragged her away. "Would you stop?! I don't want Lucy worked up again!"
"What happened, Laura?! And where's our moms and Marcy?"
"I had Marcy take them away. They started picking at Lucy and she was getting riled up."
"Is that why she was crying?"
"She was crying because she began thinking Mom didn't love her."
"Of course Aunt Judy loves her!"
Laura raised a brow. "She doesn't even love me."
Mercedes sulked.
"The point is; I want her to stay happy. Marcy and Mal, Mikey and you got through your days, I want her to get through her day. Reality can set in when you all come back from your honeymoons."
"That's so depressing. Our lives can't be this bad."
"It won't always be this way." Laura tucked her sister's hair behind her ear. "I promise. Now go. Rachel needs you and I need to make sure Marcy gets back in time, without our moms."
"Okay. I love you." Mercedes hugged her.
"I love you, too honey. Now go." Laura pushed her gently.
Mercedes waved to Quinn before leaving the room. She went back to Rachel.
"How was she? Is everything alright?" Rachel asked immediately.
"There's been some drawbacks but things are progressing." She deferred.
Santana sighed. "We're not taking this long tomorrow."
"San." Brittany hugged her.
Santana made a face. "Fine."
Lauren smirked. "Whipped."
Santana glared at her quickly.
Lauren just laughed with Tina.
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Finn tapped the face of his watch and listened close. "I think it's broken."
"No, Lucy just takes forever." Mike groaned.
"It's been exactly two hours, thirteen minutes and twenty seven, twenty eight, twenty nine seconds." Artie counted.
"It's Lucy." Mal shifted. "You're going to be waiting on her for the rest of your life."
Puck shook his head. "How are these priests okay with waiting so long?"
"We paid them for the whole day." Mike told him.
"How much money do you have?"
"That's impolite."
"Aren't you?" Artie raised a brow.
Mike's mouth fell open. "Rude!"
"So are you."
"Shut up!"
The guys laughed.
"Marc, go see if she's coming any time soon."
Marc slid him a sideways glare. "You go see!"
"You're older!"
"She also likes me better but I'm still not goin!"
Mal laughed loudly. "He's got you there!"
"Lucy loves me!" Mike snapped.
"You spoil her but not as much as Marc."
"Shut up!" Both yelled.
"Quinn's not spoiled." Finn frowned. "Is she?"
"No! Of course not!" Her brothers shook their heads.
"You're lying to me!"
"Relax, Finn." Marc put up a hand. "Rachel's spoiled, too."
"We told you he sucked as a big brother." Mike hooked a thumb at him.
Marc punched his arm as Finn gaped, brokenly. "How do you know that?!"
"Lucy told us." Mal helped.
Finn pouted.
"Hey, Mr. Berry!" Puck called out.
Leroy walked over. "How's it going, boys?"
"We're good. Is your daughter spoiled?"
Leroy's eyes widened. "What?"
Hiram walked over. "We should go see if the girls are ready. It's been a really long time."
"Is Rachel spoiled?" Finn asked him.
Hiram blinked before smiling. "Of course not!"
"Hiram!" Leroy stared at him.
"What? She's not!"
Leroy gave him a look.
Hiram crossed his arms. "My baby is not spoiled."
"Finn, she's completely spoiled. We did that. It was our fault."
Hiram sulked. "Is not."
Finn was dejected. "Aww man!"
"At least you'll have Quinn." Leroy offered.
Mal howled with laughter.
"Quinn's spoiled, too. Isn't she?"
"It's Marc's fault." Mike pointed.
"Stop saying it's me!" Marc bit off. "When do you tell her no?!"
"He's right. You give in after she pouts and hugs you." Mal smiled.
Mike made to grab him but he evaded him. "You get on my nerves!"
Marc whistled sharply as they began arguing. "Knock it off! We're brothers!"
They grumbled but stopped fighting.
"What are you doing?" A voice asked.
They all jumped. "Don't do that!"
"Today is not the day!" Marcy bit off.
Mal clutched his heart. "I think I'm having a heart-attack."
"I think I'm a little wet." Sam blushed.
"Why'd you do us like that?!" Artie snapped, waspishly to cover up the fact that he thought he was, too.
"Oh shut up! We're ready to start so bring your monkey butt looking faces on!" She glared at them.
"What's wrong with you?" Mal asked as his heart rate returned to normal.
"I can't wait for midnight. Come on here! They're finally ready."
"Good!" Hiram clapped once. "You calm down and come with us. We'll get them married off and everything will be alright."
She massaged her temples. "It can't get worse."
"Everything that could go wrong, has?" Leroy asked.
"Oh yeah."
"Well they're ready now so that's all that matters."
She nodded. "Let's get this over with." She turned to Finn. "Don't cut your foot on the glass."
Finn's eyes widened as Puck laughed. "What?! Can that happen?!"
"It didn't with me!" Puck laughed as he walked after the rest of the groomsmen. "Good luck!"
"Wait!" Finn called. When he agreed to partake in the Jewish ritual of stepping on glass after the nuptials, he didn't think he could get hurt! Puck did fine the day before!
He pouted as no one offered help.
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"Let's get this over with." Russell adjusted his suit.
"Daddy." Quinn whined.
"Stop that whining. I can't wait to get rid of you." He frowned.
A tear slipped past Quinn's lash.
"And now you're crying. You're useless. Just like your mother."
Quinn lowered her gaze and tried to hide behind her icy exterior. She usually was able to keep her emotions closer to herself but her hormones made her loose with them. "I'm sorry, Daddy."
He walked over and put her veil over her face. "You better fix your face by the time you get up there. Your mother is not about to call me out because you're not perfect."
"Yes, Daddy."
He held out his arm and she took it. He began walking out and down the halls. He met up with Leroy, who'd be walking Rachel down the aisle alone.
Rachel took Quinn's hand and squeezed it in nervousness. "Hi."
"Hi." Quinn whispered.
"What's wrong?" Rachel tried to peer past her own veil.
Russell tightened his hand on Quinn's arm and she swallowed thickly. "Just nervous. But I'll be fine."
"If you're sure."
"I'm sure."
Rachel smiled. "Well let's go."
The four walked down the aisle, the girls looking at their future husband with love (and on Quinn's part, desperation). They made it to the altar and Finn stepped between them.
"Who gives these women to this man?" The priest asked.
"Her father and myself." Leroy spoke clearly.
"Her family and myself." Russell went on.
The girls let their fathers go and attached themselves to Finn, who brought them all the way to the altar as the men went to sit down.
"Are you ready?" The priest asked the kids.
The teens nodded and said in unison. "Yes."
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"You may kiss the brides."
Finn lifted Quinn's veil and kissed her before doing the same to Rachel. The sixteen year olds kissed. Finn turned and took their hands to lead them up the aisle and outside.
Immediately, a line formed. People congratulated them and they smiled and thanked them.
Po stopped in front of them. "I'm glad this is over."
"We still have the reception, Grandfather." Quinn reminded him.
"I mean the ceremonies. I have work to do. I suppose this is a distraction that I can afford. As can you now."
She was totally confused and frowned. "I don't understand-"
He gave her an envelope. "I'm looking for overwhelming gratitude."
She opened the folded paper and slid out the sheath. She flipped through pages until she looked up in pure befuddlement. "What does all this mean?"
"Look at the last page."
She saw the last page wasn't attached and was in fact a photo. She gasped when she saw the sprawling home. "You bought us a house?!"
Finn and Rachel gasped.
"Indeed." Po nodded. "Care to read where?"
Quinn went through the papers again. "Yay."
"I'm bowled over by your enthusiasm."
"Yay!" She grimaced.
He sighed and rolled his eyes. "It's at least better than your sister's."
"Marce and Mercy weren't grateful?"
"Mercedes Catherine was very grateful. That Marceline Anne wasn't."
"Is her house in Sweden, too?"
"Ireland."
Quinn's face cracked.
"Mercedes Catherine and Michael both looked like that!"
Quinn fixed her face. "That's good, Grandfather. Really good."
"Humph!" He sniffed.
"My gift is better." The quiet until now Xhi-Xhi said.
"I'm sure I'll love them both equally." Quinn cut through that fight. She noticed Finn and Rachel staring at her. "Meet my new wife and husband, Rachel and Finn."
"Hello." Finn and Rachel stared in awe.
"Guys, this is Grandfather and Grandmother." Quinn stuffed the envelope again.
"Congratulations." Po spoke. "Your life is now over."
"Grandfather!" Quinn whined.
"Marriage is awful."
Xhi-Xhi glared at him before looking at Quinn and Rachel. "It is and men make it that way."
"I've been the perfect mate."
Xhi-Xhi scoffed.
"Is my Lucy married?!" A shout was heard.
"Why are you so loud, Donald?" Po asked.
"Lighten up, Po." Donald walked over with Christina.
"I'm light enough."
"You're as light as a boulder."
"Let's go, Xhi-Xhi." Po frowned. "He's probably going to start giving out hugs."
"You're damn right. I'm about to hug my favorite granddaughter."
"You do that." Po tugged Xhi-Xhi away.
"He has a hidden kink…" Donald stared after them.
"Donnie!" Christina threw up her hands. "Nobody wants to hear you guess everyone's sexual traits!"
Quinn pulled a face. "Please don't, Granddad."
"You never let me have fun." Donald scowled.
Christina rolled her eyes before kissing Quinn's cheeks. "Hello, darling. Congratulations on your nuptials."
"Hi, Grandmom. Thank you. Meet Finn and Rachel. Guys, this is Grandmom and Granddad." Quinn introduced them.
"Hello." They all spoke.
"I'm excited for you to open my present." Donald told Quinn.
"What is it?" She adored gifts.
"I'll give you a hint; you'll love it."
"That's a bad hint, Granddad."
"Here's a hint; you can't exchange it." Christina muttered.
Quinn didn't know how she felt about that. What if she didn't like it? "Thank you, Granddad. Where is it?"
"I sent them off before we got here." Donald loosened his tie.
"Them?"
"I got you and your siblings the same thing."
That could go either way. She and her siblings were a lot alike but they were eight different people. "Thank you, Granddad."
"You're welcome, Star."
"Granddad!"
"What?!"
"You can't call me that in front of people!"
"But you're my best star though."
"Granddad, please be good."
"What that mean?" He grinned.
"Go find Mikey."
Donald nodded. "I could go see about his wife. She's a pretty young thing."
Quinn knew he was off to tease Mike and didn't feel an iota of guilt for siccing the older man on him.
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"Welcome Mr. and Mrs. and Mrs. Finn Hudson!"
The trio walked in to applause and went to go sit down. Their bridal party made their toasts before they got up for their special dance.
Finn danced with his mom, who brought Kurt's dad as support; Rachel danced with both of her fathers and Quinn danced with Russell.
"I can't wait for this to be over. I'm leaving this country at once."
It'd been quiet for a few seconds so Quinn was shocked when Russell spoke. "Why?"
"This wedding cost a fortune." That was a lie. Not the wedding costing a lot. That was true but that wasn't why he wanted to leave.
"Oh. I'm sorry, Daddy."
"You should be. This shouldn't have even happened. You know what was expected of you. You're such a disappointment."
She felt low and bowed her head so he wouldn't see the hurt in her eyes.
"You get it from your mother. She's weak and you and your sister are just like her. I should have had a boy. He'd make me proud."
Quinn said nothing and hoped the dance would end soon.
Finn lurched forward when something collided with the back of his head. "Ow!"
"What's wrong?" Carole asked.
"Something hit me." He turned around and saw a shoe. He bent to pick it up and looked around.
Marcy was gesturing to him wildly.
"What?" He shrugged.
She kept pointing angrily.
He turned to try to pinpoint what she was pointing at and saw Quinn and Russell dancing. He turned back to Marcy. "She's dancing."
Marcy massaged her temples before setting her face and pointing again.
He could barely make out the words "get her!". Then it clicked in his mind. It must have been time for their first dance. So he kissed his mom's cheek and went to collect Rachel before going to Russell and Quinn. "May I cut in?"
Russell gave him her hand and walked off.
Finn and Rachel gathered her to them and they began dancing as the song changed.
Quinn finally looked up. "How did you know?"
"Know what? That it was time to dance together? Marcy threw her shoe at me!"
Quinn stared at him in confusion until she searched out her little sister. All of her sisters were staring at her and when they noticed her looking at them, they smiled and held up their thumbs.
She smiled back and rested her head against Finn's arm. She knew why Marcy threw the shoe and it had nothing to do with dancing. She'd have to hug the young mother as soon as she could.
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Quinn zipped up the garment bag for her dress and sighed as she looked at the white gown. Like Rachel's, it was princess in style with long sleeves and bare shoulders. The neckline was scalloped and the layers of skirt hid her stomach.
"Maybe we'll be able to pass these on one day?" Rachel heard her sigh.
"Hopefully in more than twenty years."
Rachel smiled.
There was a loud knocking at the door. "Enough slobbing down your spouses, Lucy! You have time to do that on your honeymoon!"
"London!" Quinn screeched.
"Come on out! We want to eat!"
"Don't listen to her, Lucy! Take your time!" Mercedes's voice sounded.
"No, you don't!" Puck was right behind her. "I'm tryin to eat!"
"Aren't you always?!" Finn yelled back.
"Yeah but like Mini Mama said, she couldn't do it so we couldn't do it so you can't do it!"
"What?!"
"We couldn't have sex, you can't have sex!"
The trio in the room blushed. "Puck!"
"Stop it, Noah!" Mercedes snapped.
London laughed. "Get out!"
Quinn went to the door and snatched it open. "You're so annoying! No wonder China ran off as soon as she could!"
"Hey!" The brunette yelled. "I'm a delight!"
"To yourself!"
"To everyone! I'm perfect!"
"Lond!" Mercedes pulled on her arm.
She made a few disjointed noises. "Just come on, Lucy!"
Quinn stomped to get her dress and threw it at London. "You get on my nerves! I should have had Nat as my maid of honor!"
"Too late now!" London took the dress. "Now come on so we can eat."
"You don't deserve food. Starve."
London stuck her tongue out. "I did my job. I get to party now."
"No, you don't, toad!" Quinn frowned. "You have to keep me happy!"
"That ain't my job!"
"Yes, it is!"
"It is." Mercedes put a hand on her shoulder.
"This sucks! Nat didn't say it was so hard!" London sulked.
"Because Natalia knows how to do her job." Quinn spat.
London made a face with narrowed eyes. "What do you need, Princess Quinn?"
"For you to take a different tone, peasant."
"Don't make me get Laura!"
"It's my day so what I say goes!"
London screamed before stalking off.
Mercedes pinched Quinn. "Lucy!"
"Well it does." Quinn sniffed. "And I want food now."
"After you made her that mad?" Puck grinned. "I think I like you."
Quinn rolled her eyes. "We should go before she does something to my dress."
They all walked down the hall, Puck and Mercedes in front.
Finn took Quinn's hand and squeezed it to get her attention. "Do you always fight with your cousins like that?"
"Usually." Quinn answered honestly.
"Do you see them a lot?"
"It depends on the cousin."
"Do you see that one a lot?"
"London? Yeah."
"And you guys fight like that?"
"It's nothing."
"Is she your first cousin?"
"No. She's my second cousin twice removed."
"I never got all that stuff but I don't have that many cousins and no first cousins. Do you fight with them like that?"
"My aunt's sons have never been friendly to me." Rachel piped up.
"Doesn't that suck? You have family and you're not friendly?"
"I can count on them if I had to but I'd rather not push it."
"I can count on my cousins." Quinn blinked. "We fight a lot but we're always there for each other."
"So the fighting's normal?" Finn wanted to make sure.
"We're different people; we're going to have differences of opinion."
He relaxed. "Your boy cousins and your brothers fight a lot."
"It gets worse." She promised.
He frowned. "Will Puck and I fit in?"
Quinn started. Would they fit in? Did she want them to? Luckily she didn't have to answer because they were being seated and food was being placed in front of them.
Finn didn't know much about food beyond he liked to eat it (a lot) so Quinn and Rachel planned the menu. Rachel wanted traditional Jewish fare while Quinn wanted her favorite food; Chinese.
There was plenty of choices for everyone. Rachel had been a vegetarian prior to Sly's but the mean woman hadn't offered those options so if Rachel had wanted enough to eat, she had had to eat the meat.
It'd taken the better part of six months for her to get used to it and she still occasionally had the odd flashback where she didn't want to eat whatever was in front of her.
But her cravings helped her get over it. The baby craved meat more than she thought a human could want food. But she insisted vehemently on staying away from pork. She was still Jewish.
"What's this?" Finn asked.
Quinn looked over and began pointing out what various things were as she told him. "Just try it."
"I can't use chopsticks."
"Use your fork."
He picked it up and stabbed at a piece of meat before inspecting it.
"Finn, don't be rude." Rachel nodded towards their chef, who was watching them.
Finn stuffed the morsel in his mouth and smiled.
Quinn rolled her eyes. The goober she loved…
"It's good!" He sounded surprised.
Yep. He was a goober.
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"Finn, I'm telling you this as a precaution." Quinn started. "Do not push this cake into my face."
"I wouldn't do that." Finn pouted.
"Puck promised the same and he pushed it in both Mercy's and Anna's faces."
"I'm not that childish."
"You better not be. Our honeymoon will not be fun for you if you break your promise."
"Finn, please be mature about this." Rachel added.
"I'm offended you guys don't have more faith in me!" Finn scoffed in hurt.
The girls stared him down before looking at each other. They silently agreed to give him a chance. "Okay."
He brightened. "Okay! Let's cut the cake!"
The trio cut into the German chocolate cake in front of them and picked up a bit each.
Finn held his up for Quinn. "Here you go."
She said a small prayer to open her heart and be more trusting. She opened her mouth, intending to take a small bite but he got a little happy and he forcefully shoved it in her face. She gasped and his hand slipped, sending the cake up her nose.
"Whoops!" He stayed still, hoping that if he didn't move, the last few seconds could be erased.
Quinn swallowed what was in her mouth so she could speak. "I can't believe you did that!"
"It was an accident! I swear!"
She pushed her cake into his face. "Like that?"
She'd spread it across his mouth and nose to even cover an eye. "Quinn!"
"Guys?!" Rachel's mouth hung open. "Stop! This is getting out of control!"
Both grabbed cake to throw on her.
She screamed.
"Is this a food fight?!" Someone shouted.
"No! No!" She waved her hands as she tried to wipe away the cake. She picked up more and threw it at Finn and Quinn. "Now it is!"
"Hell yeah!" Another voice shouted as cheers went up.
It devolved from there…
"We started a war." Quinn blinked as their families threw any food they could get their hands on.
"This is bad. Really bad." Rachel pouted.
"Maybe we should just slip out?" Finn suggested.
The trio tiptoed towards the door but various cousins found them and pelted them with food. "Where're you going?!"
"Great." Quinn picked food out of her hair. "I blame you."
"You pushed it in my face on purpose!" Finn defended himself.
"Like you didn't!"
"I didn't! It was an accident!"
"Well I still blame you."
"I blame you as well." Rachel tried to keep from crying. "This matso ball hurt!"
Finn kissed her. "I'm sorry."
"Me too." Quinn kissed her next. "How are we going to stop this?"
Laura, Mercedes and Marcy came over quickly. "Are you okay?!"
Quinn nodded. "Yeah but I wish I knew how to stop this."
Marcy shrugged as if apologizing for her idea. "I wonder if they have a fire hose?"
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Finn picked a clump of food out of Quinn's hair. "Sorry about this."
"I'm going to take a long bath." The blonde sighed.
"Me too." Rachel shuddered. "I feel so dirty."
"Yeah, I need a shower." Finn stretched his back muscles.
"One more day."
Quinn smirked. "I can't wait. This has been the longest week ever."
"No. I mean-" Rachel blushed. "Til the honeymoon."
Quinn's smirk turned dirty. "Only one day, one night spent apart and then we'll have an entire week to be together, just the three of us."
Finn blushed.
"We'll be far away from everyone and we can just concentrate on us."
Finn blushed brighter. He wasn't that dense that he didn't know she was talking about sex. "Maybe we shouldn't talk about this in the hallway?"
"Finn, we're married now. We can do whatever we want. We're adults. We can talk about how much we're going to enjoy our alone time."
Rachel chewed on her bottom lip. "So I can say how much I want to be in a bed, a real bed with you two?"
"Yes. You will not believe the positions we can get in, in a real bed."
Both gasped. They liked this Quinn. Who was she and how could they keep her around?!
She smiled, knowing she'd shocked them from thinking she was just an uptight ice queen. "Let's say goodnight. The sooner we go to sleep, the sooner we can wake up and get started on tomorrow. This time tomorrow, we'll be having more fun than you thought possible."