A/N: This is more of something I wrote as a joke. Sorry if Mercedes fans are mad but c'mon! Why the heck did they ever have to make a big deal about Mercedes love for tots. This is told from Mercedes perspective.
MMMM. Tots. I love me some nice and crispy tater tots. People always wonder why I have to have those golden and fried potatoes on my plate. It is plain and simple: we have a bond.
Every weekend when I was in middle school, I would go over to my Grammy's house and she would fix me up a plate of chicken with a side of her secret family recipe tater tots. I couldn't get enough of them. My Grammy smelled of tots all the time when I saw her and she was like one of my best friends. But when I was 12, she passed away in her sleep. I never got the chance to say goodbye.
When we went through her things, we never found her delicious recipes. I was so devastated that I had nothing personal to keep with me in her name, but that changed when we got a new lunch lady at Mckinley High School.
We were all so used to the same side order of French fries or salad, until a new item was added to the menu by a Dorris Battle. I smelled those tater tots outside of the cafeteria and I knew what I was faced with. I was in a spell and visions of my Grammy flooded through my mind as if she was actually there with me. Low and behold I had suddenly set my eyes upon the same tater tots she made for me.
Dorris Battle was apparently one of my Grammy's best friends and she suggested that they add a new item to the menu that would have the kids buying more than ever before. She got that right. Those tots were the most popular lunch menu item in Mckinley history that they were on it every day.
Sometimes I sit in Glee Club and think about those crispy tots and how I needed them to satisfy my hunger or the world wouldn't seem right. It may look like I am eyeing one of the guys, but really I am just imagining them as a giant tater tot that wants to be eaten. My songs have never been for Sam. They were always for my lunch companion. I feel awful about it, but my devotion for them is rooted in my soul and from my past.
I hope Sue Sylvester never tries to get rid of them again like she had tried before, because if she lays a hand on my tots…..I will cut her.