It's moments like these where Santana strongly considers never having unprotected sex again. Don't get her wrong, she loves her kids and she's grateful for their existence, but they are a handful. When Benji started crawling, Santana thought things would get more interesting but they only got more stressful. Between baby proofing and trying her best not to take her eyes off her mobile children, they are still always doing something they shouldn't be.
The other day, Benji pulled the curtain down on himself and scared Santana so badly, that she didn't sit him down for the next hour and a half. Kai is always finding something to put in her mouth and that sometimes includes her brother. Santana isn't completely sure, but she thinks Kai may have bitten Benji's arm yesterday. Luckily for him, Kai only has three teeth so far.
"Are you done?" Santana says from her seat next to Benji's high chair.
Since it's the weekend and Rachel has always been a morning person, she brought Benji over bright and early. At this point, the women have developed a routine. They alternate houses so that everyone can spend time together and it's been working for them so far. Santana watches as her son glances at her with a bright smile, showing his dimples and two bottom teeth. Santana smiles softly in return until he throws another piece of cereal to the kitchen floor.
"Guess not." She says with a slight shake of her head as she lifts her mug of coffee to her lips.
"Uh oh! Uh oh!" Benji says as he begins bouncing up and down in his chair. It's the closest thing to talking he does at the moment.
"Yeah, uh oh because the food is for eating." Benji looks at her before babbling out a response. Santana appears to be listening and as she begins to respond, she stops when she feels something in her hair.
"I like what you've done with your hair." Rachel says as she pulls a Cheerio from Santana's messy hair.
"Thanks, new stylist, don't think he's done yet though." Just as Santana finishes, a piece of cereal lands in front of her coffee mug and Benji laughs to himself. Rachel smiles warmly at her son as she bends down next to him.
"Benji." Rachel sings, gaining his attention. She then grabs a piece of cereal and pretends to eat it. Smiling, Benji imitates his mother and eats his food. With a satisfied smile, Rachel stands upright and Santana rolls her eyes.
"Mama's boy." She mumbles under breath but Rachel heard her.
"Untrue."
"Very true. I tried that 3 times and he still started throwing shit." Rachel rolls her eyes.
"Language Santana and just because you failed, doesn't mean give up. Were you just going to let him starve?" Santana knits her eyebrows as she picks up her coffee mug.
"Starve? He has enough blubber on him to keep him warm." Rachel tosses a glare over her shoulder at the woman as she walks over to the counter.
"Do not call my son fat. He is a healthy weight for his age and stature." She says as she goes into the diaper bag in front of her.
"All I'm saying is, he'll be fine. Isn't that right baby poppin' fresh?" Santana says enthusiastically as she pokes her son's belly causing him to giggle and clap his hands together.
Rachel quickly scans her surroundings, smirking when she finds something suitable. Santana feels something soft collide with the side of her face and chuckles lightly as she watches the dish towel fall to the island before her.
"It was a joke. Shouldn't we be teaching him not to throw things?" Santana asks as Rachel pulls out a jar from the bag.
"Yes. Along with not insulting people."
"He's a Lopez. Insults are in his blood." Santana responds as Rachel grabs a bowl and a spoon.
"I highly doubt that." Rachel says as she empties the contents of the jar into the bowl then walks over to the island, sitting the bowl down and pulling a chair up next to Benji's high chair.
"You shouldn't. He has me as a mother. If snark isn't second nature to him, I want a DNA test." Rachel raises an eyebrow as she sits.
"A DNA test? For a child that is your spitting image? That seems logical." Santana shrugs as she takes a sip from her mug, curiously eyeing the pale green substance Rachel is feeding their child.
"What the hell is that?" She asks. Rachel rolls her eyes before reminding Santana about her
"Language. And it's bananas, pears and tofu."
"Tofu? Isn't that supposed to be meat?" Santana says with a look of disgust on her face.
"It can be a meat substitute, yes, but not this kind."
"So, you mashed fruit and fake meat together and decided to feed that to him? That's child abuse!"
"It is not and he quite enjoys it. It's an excellent source of protein. Why don't you try it before making assumptions?" Rachel suggests and Santana quickly shakes her head.
"Hard pass. All that vegan shhh...stuff, isn't for me. You know that."
"You won't regret it."
"Yeah I will. I always do." Rachel chuckles lightly.
"Yes, but I did guarantee you had something you'd enjoy afterwards." Santana nods, remembering the sexual favors she'd normally get in return for anything she tried.
"Yeah, well that offer has permanently expired...it's a shame too. Your boobs get bigger and I didn't even get to enjoy it." Rachel shakes her head as she continues to feed Benji.
"You can still enjoy the view." Rachel sends Santana wink accompanied with a smirk, leaving Santana slightly confused.
"Hey ladies, and gentleman." Quinn says, smiling as she enters the kitchen with Kai resting on her hip.
"Hello Quinn." Rachel says through a tight lipped smile before waving at Kai who happily tries to imitate the motion.
"Hey baby." Santana greets as she stands from her seat, pecking Quinn's lips.
"Hi beautiful! Did you have fun in your bath?" Santana coos as she takes Kai from Quinn's arms.
"Too much fun, I had to bribe her to get out." Quinn says before she starts to gently play in Benji's hair.
"That doesn't surprise me."
"Yeah, can I talk to you for a second?" Quinn asks softly.
Santana nods as she follows Quinn back to their bedroom. Once they're inside, Quinn shuts the door as Santana sits Kai on the bed.
"What's up?" Santana asks, watching as Kai stares at the colorful pattern of the comforter. Quinn sighs softly before speaking quickly.
"I think I might be pregnant."
"By who?" Quinn rolls her eyes as Santana stares at her.
"Okay, seriously. Didn't you just have your period? I could've sworn you did."
"Yeah like two months ago." Santana sighs softly as she grabs Kai's foot to stop her from crawling towards the edge of the bed.
"Did you take a test?" Quinn shakes her head, leaning against the door.
"I was hoping you would go get one." Santana nods as she grabs Kai to place her in her lap.
"If you are pregnant...what are we doing?" Quinn sighs softly, walking towards the bed and sitting next to Santana and Kai.
"I don't know...but we seriously need to be more careful."
"I thought we were. We used condoms, you're on birth control. What the fuck else can we do? Not have sex?" Quinn leans forward, her arms resting on her legs.
"Maybe...I don't know but I don't think we need another baby right now."
"Abortion?" Santana tentatively asks.
"I don't know...let's just figure out if there even is a baby yet." Santana sighs.
"Damn it Lucy." Quinn's eyebrows furrow as she glances at her girlfriend.
"What?"
"Why are you so fertile?" Quinn rolls her eyes as Kai squirms in Santana's arms to get to her. Quinn grabs her daughter from Santana, smiling at the baby in her arms.
"Are you seriously blaming me?" Santana chuckles lightly.
"I learned my lesson about blaming you for anything." Quinn nods with a smirk.
"Smart woman."
"If either of us were smart, I wouldn't be on my way to get a pregnancy test." Quinn laughs humorlessly as Santana stands from the bed.
"Just hurry back." Quinn says before Santana leans down to kiss her.
"Don't miss me too much." Santana says, turning away from Quinn. Before she walks away, Quinn playfully slaps her butt.
"That's what got us into this mess." Santana says as she continues to walk away.