It is now 4:45 pm, a quarter before the halloween party starts, and the parents and kids are now entering the premises.
Quinn has been in her friend's studio for almost three hours before the party started. Brittany asked her friend and girlfriend to arrive hours earlier before it started so they can help put up all the decorations.
So far, with the help of Marley and her girlfriend, the studio looks all spooky yet adorable with all the decorations.
The entrance and the doors of the school are all designed with pumpkin, ghost, and spider stick ons, the hallway and the lobby's walls and ceilings are filled with fake webs with tiny sparkly spiders on it.
The lobby's chairs and tables for when the parents would wait for their kids, were stored in a different room and a halloween themed photo booth and a table full of food were positioned in there.
The studio, where the party will happen, is designed with the same fake webs and sparkly spiders, carved pumpkins and witches' hat and broom were scattered all over the place, sparkly halloween colored garlands were twisted all over the ballet barres, and a huge sparkly banner with the words "Happy Halloween!" was set out on the mirrors.
Let's just say everyone would no doubt go blind with all the sparkles scattered.
The lobby is filled with excited chatters of the girls and their mothers. Everyone is wearing costumes; the girls and their mothers are wearing coordinated costumes. It was said in the announcement that costumes for both the kid and the adult is a must and that there is a prize for the best in costume.
Most of the kids wore fairy and princess costumes with their mothers acting as their fellow fairy or prince.
Quinn as the designated photographer for the event started capturing photos of the layout of the studio and the people.
She was wearing a funky colored polo with a brown suede blazer over it, blue baggy pants, colorful socks with brown leather shoes, and a top hat. She was dressed as the Mad Hatter and she can't help but be sadden with the knowledge her favorite little girl isn't there yet.
"Alright girls, are you ready to party?" asked Brittany, bouncing on her feet with excitement.
Nods and shouts of affirmative were heard loudly in the room. Even the mothers joined in, making the ladies who helped with the decors and the kids laugh.
"Wait Teacher B! Alice isn't here yet" shouted a Jesse from Toy Story dressed Chloe, one of Alice's best friends.
"Don't worry about her, Chloe. I just received a text from her mother that they'll arrive a little late" replied Marley.
Quinn can't help but perk up with the information relied to them, even Santana perked up to this.
"Does this mean will finally meet Alice's mommy?" asked one of the girls dressed as Tinkerbell.
Everyone including the parents were thinking the same question the girl asked. No one has seen Alice's mother and they're all curious as to who she could be.
Ignoring the question, Brittany clapped her hands once making everyone snap out of their thoughts, "Let's all now go inside and start this party!"
With that, they forgot all about their thoughts and went on in to enjoy their night.
It's been 30 minutes since the party started and one of the games for the night has been played already. Quinn can't help but notice that Marley was always looking at her phone, sometimes tapping fast on it.
Before they started with the second game a knock was heard on the studio's door. Marley jogged on her way and opened it.
A little blonde dressed as Alice in a blue dress, checkered black and white stockings, black little mary janes, and black head band on her head entered holding the hand of a brunette woman dressed as the White Queen in a short white puffy sparkly dress, white stockings, silver heeled mary janes, and a silver tiara on her head.
All jaws dropped on their direction, they didn't expect the woman to be so... young.
Brittany, Quinn, and Santana we're having different thoughts roaming on their head for their dropped jaws.
HOLY SHIT, ALICE'S MOM IS RACHEL BERRY.
In that exact moment, it all clicked. It clicked why Alice is so familiar. She's the daughter of Rachel Berry and a green eyed blonde with a sharp jaw and cheekbones.
Marley noticed the silence getting a little uncomfortable for the newly arrived pair and that Rachel seemed frozen looking at the direction of their photographer. She doesn't know why Rachel seemed scared with the photographer, but she'll ask her later after the party or the next day.
Clapping her hands, "Well our last guests are here! Let's continue this party!"
Shouts were heard from around the room, snapping the unholy trinity and Rachel from their thoughts.
They've got no time to analyze everything they've learned with all the people in the room. Brittany continued on with hosting the party with Santana helping and Quinn continued taking pictures, glancing every minute on the brunette mother's direction.
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It's 6:00 pm and it's now the allotted time for dinner. Rachel noticed eyes on their direction, looking down on her daughter, "Alice, why don't you go introduce me to your friends?"
Perking up, pulling her momma on the direction of Chloe and Maria, the twins, her groupmates from before and her now best friends, she introduced her to them. For the duration of the introduction of the girls and their mom, Rachel ignored the three pairs of eye following her every move.
I'm convinced I really did something stupid and cruel in my past life... I mean is it really a coincidence that the people I've been running away from are in the same room as me??!? In the same room as my daughter? Oh God, there's no way they didn't recognize the similarities between Alice and her.
You know what, even with this surprise I won't let them ruin mine and Alice's day.
"Hey, why don't we all go to the photo booth?", interrupting the conversation between the three girls.
"That's a good idea" smiled Jennifer, the twins' mother.
Moving to the photo booth, they looked for the photographer but they can't find them. Rachel ran and called for Marley, "Hey Marls! Do you know where the photographer is?"
"Oh yes! She's actually also the woman photographing the whole event. Let me just call her"
"Quinn! Come over here"
Closing her eyes and breathing slowly through her nose, Of course it's her
Light footsteps were heard, "What is it, Marley?"
Turning around, "Hi, we would like to take our picture on the booth" said Rachel with a fake bright smile, pretending they've never met before, cutting Marley before she can reply.
God, she's even dressed the same as us. You getting a good laugh up there, big guy?
"Of course" replied Quinn, staring into each other's eyes with a blank expression.
Damn it woman! Let me see what you're thinking about!
"QUUINNNNNN" was shouted, snapping them out of their staring.
Looking to the girl running towards her, "Alice!"
Hugging her on the waist, "Hi Quinn!", seeing her momma on front of her, letting out a gasp, "You met my momma!"
"Yes, you're momma is a really lovely woman."
"Of course she is. If she not, she not my momma" replied Alice in a sassy way, making the two women laugh.
Goodness, her laugh makes her look more stunning, thought Quinn.
"How'd you guys meet?" asked Rachel curiously.
"She the nice lady I talked to you about, momma"
Holy shit, my daughter tried to set me up with my ex and her other mother without her knowing.
Hiding her shock, "Come on princess, Quinn will take our picture" holding her hand out to her daughter.
It's 7:20 pm and the party has officially ended. After taking pictures in the photo booth with their friends, and photos of just the mother and daughter duo, Quinn tried to talk to Rachel. Rachel knew what would happen next so she sneaked out before Quinn can corner her. If she's gonna talk to her, she better talk without all these ears hearing them.
Throughout the party, Rachel would watch her daughter and the other kids with either Jennifer, her new friend, or with Marley and Kitty by her side.
It was no surprise that she and Alice won best in costume. They wore almost an exact copy of the outfits of the movie.
Jennifer Santos, a 27 year old Filipina, was her first and so far only friend. Rachel was too intimidated with the other mothers, and Jenn was the only one nice enough to welcome her. It didn't hurt that she is one of the youngest parent, next to Rachel, present.
The two mothers just finished exchanging phone numbers when she felt eyes on her. Knowing it was either one of the unholy trinity, she ignored it. After saying their goodbyes to one another, Rachel left her daughter with Marley to go to the restroom.
Splashing her face, she was startled when the bathroom door loudly opened, banging the wall.
"Why didn't you tell me"
Knowing what the woman was talking about, feigning confusion, "What ever do you mean?"
"You know what I meant, Berry" was said, a thin layer of anger heard.
Looking up from the sink, turning around and looking into the woman's eyes, "If you're gonna throw blame on someone, you better blame yourself", Rachel angrily snapped.
Feeling all the anger, hurt, misery, and frustrations caused by the blonde, she continued, "I tried to tell you, but you decided to be an asshole and tell everyone how I was one of the worst fuck of your life!", was nearly screamed.
Shocked with how her plan didn't turn out like how she imagined it would be, Quinn struggled to reply.
Fixing her breathing, calming down her emotions, "Now excuse me, I have to go back to my daughter. The daughter I raised alone because her other mother was too busy looking good for her reputation than taking a minute out of her time to converse with her other mommy."
With that, Rachel stormed out of the bathroom and into the studio.
Saying their goodbyes to Teacher B and her girlfriend (of course it's Brittany and Santana), the remaining people, and Marley and Kitty, off they go out of the studio and into the comfort of their home.
Quinn came back to the studio 20 minutes later with only B and S left, looking like a mess.
Seeing the look on her best friend's face, "Are you okay, Q?", asked Santana worriedly, knowing this isn't the time for jokes and nicknames.
"It was all my fault" was all that was uttered.