''Did you just really call me fat?!''
Brittany's eyes widen as she hears her fiance's voice filter into the nursery she is painting with her dad and Puck and quickly whips around as she hears her dad's gulp, she bites her lip as she sees the tears in Santana's eyes and shakes her head. ''That is not…''
''Leave it Brittany Pierce.'' Santana just tells her with a frown, sadness clear in her voice. ''I will be out with the girls and your mom!''
She drops her head, a soft sigh escaping her throat as Santana waddles off and quickly jogs to the entrance. She bites her lip as she sees her mom just shooting her a comforting smile and clears her throat as she sees Quinn helping Santana into her jacket while Amelia and Mercedes soothingly run a hand up her arm. ''Santana.'' She calls out as she sees her mom opening the door.
She gulps as insecure brown orbs lock on her own and licks her lips. ''I love you.''
''I love you too.'' She hears her whisper, grateful that she still keeps up their rule even though the hormones are coursing through her body, she flinches as the door slams closed soon after and slides down the door frame covering her face with a loud groan.
''I am so sorry B.'' Puck breaths out with wide eyes. ''I didn't mean it like that.''
Brittany just shakes her head and sighs. ''It's nothing you said Puck.'' She tells him as she grumbles softly. ''I just had to reword my sentence and not tell you that she indeed got bigger.''
''Only a few more weeks Britt-Bear.'' Brad tells his daughter with a small grin. ''Let her cool off and talk to her tonight.''
''I will.'' Brittany mutters with a soft sigh as she pushes herself back up. ''Let's finish painting.''
''Hormonal Santana is definitely scarier as Snixx.'' Puck breaths out with a shake of his head as Brittany joins him again to finish painting the big the Lion King painting on one of the walls.
Brittany just scoffs and forces a smile as she dips her brush in brown paint. ''That was harmless Noah, had to see her the day dad and I were joking around and she walked in on it.''
''Fuck, Susan's ass kicking after wasn't nice either.'' Brad grumbles. ''I think we both spend the night in the dog house that day.''
''What did the both of you do?'' Puck asks in amusement.
Brad laughs as his daughter just shakes her head in amusement and bites his lip. ''Well..''
Flashback
''Hey B, what Is the difference between a pregnant woman and a terrorist?'' Brad asks his daughter as they relax on her couch watching soccer while his wife and Santana are out shopping.
''I don't know.'' Brittany breaths out in amusement. ''What?''
''You can negotiate with a terrorist.'' Brad tells her snickering.
Brittany laughs and nods her head in agreement. ''Sure feels like defusing a bomb sometimes, terrorists give us three colored options, a pregnant woman offers three of the same color and tells you to pick the right one.''
Brad laughs loudly and nods his head in agreement. ''Yeah that definitely sounds like your mom's mood most of the pregnancy.''
''Excuse me?''
They both freeze with wide eyes the second Susan's voice bounces off of the walls and gulp thickly not having heard the key in the lock.
''I'm like a bomb?'' Santana just asks her girlfriend as she sees the duo on the couch slowly turn to them.
''Fuck.'' Brittany breaths out beneath her breath as she sees her mom also glaring at them. ''Bab…''
''Nope try defusing this one.'' Santana just growls. ''All colors are blue Brittany Susan Pierce.''
Brittany's eyes widen as she storms off and gulps thickly as her mom just turns back to them after watching Santana storm off. ''The both of you are impossible.'' Susan tells her husband and daughter with a shake of her head.
''Babe we were just..'' Brad immediately shuts up as his wife turns to him and gulps thickly.
''You were what Brad Alexander Pierce?'' Susan just shakes her head as she sees her daughter and husband looking at her with wide eyes and grabs her keys. ''Move your ass to the car, now.''
Brittany gulps thickly as she sees her dad slowly stand up, following Susan out of the house and covers her face with a groan as she hears the door slam shut. She slowly stands up after hearing the engine of her dad's car roar loudly, knowing her mom is sitting behind the wheel pissed off and slowly walks down the hall to the bedroom.
''San.'' She tries softly after knocking.
''Get lost Brittany!''
She drops her head hearing the anger through tears and shakes her head. ''Alright, I love you.'' She turns on her heels after hearing her reply and drops back down on the couch deciding to let her girlfriend calm down before trying to talk to her.
End of flashback.
''It took three days, two bouquets of flowers and a shitload of breadsticks to make her even look at me.'' Brittany tells Puck as he just shakes his head laughing. ''It took another day and a promise of joining her to get pampered, to have her talk normally to me and not just the I love you's before we leave the house or go to bed.''
''Holy shit.'' Puck just chokes out laughing. ''The both of you really fucked up that day.''
''I'm still sorry for that.'' Brad adds sheepishly.
Brittany just shakes her head and laughs softly. ''Dad we were both in a mood, I was pissed because of a tackle and not being able to play the next match and you were pissed because one of your customers was a jackass.'' She shrugs her shoulders as they lock eyes and smiles slightly. ''We also thought both weren't near and you suffered just as long from ma's cold shoulder.''
''Your mom can be scary as fuck, hell she damaged my engine with that short drive back home.''
''Is that why you are driving another car?'' Puck asks in amusement.
Brittany laughs softly as she sees her dad nod his head with a frown and excuses herself, she walks out of the room, grabbing her phone she left on the table in the kitchen and quickly orders food from their favorite Italian restaurant around the corner and adds a note begging them to pick up flowers from the florist beside the restaurant promising to pay more.
''Pa, Puck.'' She yells as she receives the confirmation that they will deliver the order soon and locks eyes with them as they both peak their heads out. ''Can you handle the last painting alone?''
''Food and flowers?'' Brad just asks knowingly.
Brittany nods her head and smiles slightly. ''I definitely don't want to land in the dog house tonight.'' She replies as she walks past them, she kisses their cheeks as they just chuckle and pat their backs. ''I will quickly freshen up, open the windows wide after you finished?''
''We will leave right after and text the girls to just drop Santana off.'' Brad tells his daughter with a soft chuckle. ''Go freshen up honey.''
She walks into the bedroom after thanking them softly and quickly strips out of her clothes knowing the food will be delivered in half an hour, she walks into the bathroom and quickly jumps under the shower.
After she showered and got dressed, she jogs to the front door as she hears the doorbell ring and smiles gratefully as the delivery boy stands in front of her with a huge bouquet of flowers and the food she ordered.
''Thank you so much.'' She mutters holding out the money she owes him, she grabs another twenty dollar after he took it with a grin and pushes it in his hand. ''That is for you.''
''Thank you so much ma'am, enjoy your night.''
''You too.'' She wishes him kicking the door close as he walks away, she walks into the kitchen dropping the flowers in the vase on the table and quickly drops the extra bread sticks she ordered into the bowl beside Santana's plate.
She grabs her phone as she hears it beep and taps the message from her sister she just received.
From Ames: We just dropped San off, She will be up in a few minutes.
She drops her phone on the kitchen counter after shooting her a thank you message and quickly places the food they ordered on their plates, lasagna for Santana and cheese ravioli for herself.
She walks out of the kitchen as she hears the front door open and leans against the door frame as she watches her girlfriend slide off her jacket and shoes. ''San..''
She steps closer as Santana just shakes her head and quickly wraps her arms around her waist. ''Will you please hear me out?''
''I think I heard enough Brittany.'' Santana whispers softly as she tries to walk out of her hold.
''You didn't though, you only heard one small part of what I told Puck.'' Brittany points out. ''You didn't even hear what he said beforehand.''
''Yeah you were together with him and your dad, nothing good happens with the three of you together so I don't want to know.'' Santana mutters with an eye roll.
Brittany sighs cupping both of her cheeks as she continues trying to get out of her hold and tilts her head up. ''He showed me a picture he still had on his phone of the six of us after his champion state game baby and mentioned that we changed a lot in the past five years.''
''Dad commented that we all looked fit as fuck with us girls all wearing crop tops and Puck in his football uniform.'' She adds as they slowly lock eyes. ''You only heard me calling you big but you missed the sentence before where I told both that our little boy is enjoying the time in your stomach and makes himself big, I did and will never call you fat Santana.''
She kisses her forehead as she still sees the insecurity in her eyes and sighs softly. ''You are giving our baby boy the chance to develop in your body love, you are not fat or big at all, you are just making sure he has the room and everything he needs to be healthy and protected.'' She whispers softly as she leans their foreheads together.
''I fucking hate these hormones.'' Santana grumbles softly as she sees nothing but the truth shining in bright blue orbs. ''I'm sorry for walking out again.''
Brittany just shakes her head and smiles slightly. ''Babe don't apologize for walking out and enjoying the afternoon with our family, but will you enjoy dinner with me now?''
''I will and it smells delicious, what did you make?''
''Nothing.'' Brittany mutters with a small grin as she leads her into the kitchen. ''Antonio did.'' She adds with a soft chuckle as she watches her immediately waddle forward to grab a bread stick.
She pulls Santana's chair out for her as she kisses her cheek with a small grin after smelling the flowers and kisses her forehead. ''Let's eat before relaxing on the couch love.''
''Nothing planned for tonight?'' Santana asks curiously as she watches Brittany slide into the chair on the other side of the table.
''Nope nothing but a movie, cuddling and relaxing.'' Brittany replies with a small grin. ''I told coach that I will skip tonight's training and promised her that I am fit enough for the match in two days.''
''And she accepted it?''
''Well yeah after I told her that she already had me four nights in a row and that I just want some time with my pregnant fiance, she just told me to stay home after kicking my ass with a killer training this morning.''
''Killer training?'' Santana asks surprised. ''Now it makes sense hearing you groan after your dad and Puck both playfully smacked your abs.''
Brittany laughs and nods her head. ''My body is killing me, but we had to get the nursery done so I just applied some relaxing ointment and took a cold shower after we finished.''
''You want a massage?''
Brittany shakes her head and smiles lovingly. ''No I just want to hold my fiance and little boy on the couch and enjoy whatever you pick to watch tonight.''
''Mind moving movie night into the bedroom?'' Santana asks softly. ''I think we will all be more comfortably laying in bed in case we fall asleep.''
''That sounds even better.'' Brittany murmurs as she stands up to clear the table. ''You want to see the nursery before we start?''
''Is it dry?''
''No but dad and Puck opened all windows, so the fumes are out.'' Brittany replies as she holds out her hand. ''Besides we still have to add baby boys name.''
She smiles lovingly as Santana just smiles brightly and leads her into the nursery, she slides behind her the second she hears her soft gasp and kisses her shoulder. ''Dad and Puck definitely outdid themselves, I hope baby boy will love this Disney jungle.''
''I am sure he will.'' Santana breaths out as she looks around in amazement eyeing all the Disney characters painted on the wall. ''It looks amazing.'' She points to the wall above the crib and smiles slightly. ''That spot is left free for his name?''
Brittany nods her head and grabs the paint she bought the day before. ''It is, want to do it now?''
''Can we?''
She nods her head hearing the excitement in her voice and smiles lovingly. ''We can love.'' She steps around her to pull the crib away, making enough room for the both of them and walks to the wall after grabbing two thin brushes.
She holds out her hand for Santana and smiles as she grabs it. ''You go first.''
Santana shakes her head grabbing one of the brushes and dips it into the black paint Brittany bought, she slides in front of Brittany and tilts her head back with a loving grin. ''Together.''
Twenty minutes later they both step back after writing the name free handed and look at it, Santana smiles lovingly as she feels Brittany's arms wrap around her again after she placed the paint and brushes down and leans her head back. ''I can't wait to have him here with us.''
''Only a few more weeks.'' Brittany whispers with a grin as she intertwines their hands on Santana's bump humming as she feels the soft kicks, she lovingly kisses her shoulder and glances at the name. ''I am curious to see Q's reaction.''
''And your dad's.'' Santana adds with a soft chuckle. ''I don't think anyone will hold him as much as they will.''
Brittany scoffs and kisses her temple. ''Nobody will hold him as much as we will.'' She corrects with a soft chuckle.
''Six years in, a baby boy on the way and a wedding waiting to be planned.'' Santana whispers as she tilts her head back to look at her. ''Life threw some major shit in our path, but we managed to fight it together and turned every bad thing into a good thing.''
''Soon to be mommy and mami and Mrs & Mrs.'' Brittany breaths out with a loving smile, she cups Santana's cheek as she turns in her hold and dips her head to kiss her softly. ''I love you Santana.''
''I love you too Britt-Britt.''