"Wake up!" Benny yelled, barreling through their bedroom door Christmas morning.
"Go away." Santana mumbled as the boy tugged at her hand that was dangling off the side of the bed. "Benny, stop it!"
"Santana, let him be excited." Rachel said, getting out of their bed and picking up their son. "Merry Christmas, baby." she said as Lucy poked her head in.
"Merry Christmas. Where's Mommy?" she asked. Rachel pointed at Santana.
"All right, all right! I'm up!" Santana said, sitting up. "What do you guys want? It's not like Santa brought presents. Kids who wake their mommy up early don't get presents." she said. Rachel rolled her eyes and Benny started crying.
"Nice job, Santana." Rachel hissed.
"Oh baby boy, come here. Of course you get presents." Santana said, hugging the boy.
"Promise?"
"Of course I do."
"What do you say to Grandma and Grandpa?" Santana said as she held Benny in her lap while chatting on Skype with her parents.
"Thank you!" the boy said. Santana grinned and kisses her son on the cheek.
"I'll talk to you guys later. Love you." she said, ending the chat. "You tired, baby boy?"
"No. Want to watch Frosty." he said. Santana grinned and looked at Rachel.
"Can we, Mama? Please?" she asked, pouting.
"Of course we can. I'll put it in." Rachel said, putting the disc in as Santana stood up.
"Don't start it yet. Lu, go take Benny in your room for a few minutes so Mama and I can set up a surprise for you guys." she said, smiling.
"You got everything set up in there, Rach?" Santana asked as she brought in more supplies.
"I believe so." the diva said, smiling.
"Great. Lu, Benny come out here!" she called out. The kids came out and stared in shock. Their moms had set up a buffet type thing with practically every type of junk food that was in their pantry. There were several different types of chips along with the meat, cracker, and cheese platter Rachel had made earlier in the day and Christmas cookies.
"Mommy and I thought you two deserved a treat. Tomorrow I go back to regulating how much junk you eat. All we ask is that you don't make yourselves sick." Rachel said, curling up next to Santana on their sectional. "Come on guys."
"Thank you." they said, Lucy sitting next to Santana and Benny sitting on Rachel's lap.
"You're welcome." the brunettes said, smiling at each other.
"Merry Christmas, Rachel." Santana whispered as Rachel rested her head on her wife's shoulder.
"Merry Christmas Santana."