Brittana future family fiction ~ this is nothing but happy fluff so it's not Steinbeck but it is sweet and fun and happy and the world could always use more Brittana
No D/D, no real angst
Unedited – All mistakes are mine / I don't own anything related to Glee / The kids are my own invention.
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Current age of the kids! Our ladies are about 38 years old.
Danielle Alexandra Lopez – 15 years old
Jason Santiago Lopez – 13 years old
Michael Rafael Lopez -9 years old
Abigail Lucia Lopez - 7 years old
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Chapter 7 The Field Trip
Santana and Michael had just returned from their morning run and she was surprised to see Brittany up and making breakfast so early, "Good morning beautiful!" The Latina said cheerfully.
Brittany smiled at them both, "Mike, sweetie, I need to talk to Mamí, I know this is usually your special time with her and I'm sorry, but would you mind going up and showering now?" She pulled her son into a gentle hug.
Michael hugged her back, "Sure Mom, I'll go shower, give you guys time to talk." He made quote marks with his fingers and smirked at her, raising one eyebrow up.
She was standing next to her son, running her hands through his light brown hair, "you're getting shaggy looking buddy, we need to get you a haircut!"
"No way mom, the girls love dudes with long hair, that's what Aunt Q said!" He quickly ran upstairs to get out the line of fire and save his hair.
Brittany looked at Santana , "Oh my god, I think you're right, he is spending too much time with Q!"
"Told ya! I mean seriously what does Q know about dudes anyway? The only relationships she ever had with dudes ended in disaster and that was like 20 years ago in high school!" Santana froze as she was caught drinking OJ out of the container as Brittany glared at her, "sorry baby, I'll get a glass."
The blonde grumbled, "little too late now, isn't it?"
The Latina quickly changed the subject, "you wanted to talk to me? Is everything ok?" Pouring the juice into her glass she diluted it with ice water and went to sit down at the table.
"Mrs. Morgan has to have a little dental procedure done next Tuesday, she asked if I would drive her and stay with her. I had already signed up to be a chaperone for Abby's class trip to the Natural History Museum. I need you to take Mrs. Morgan to her appointment for me; do you think you can take the day off sweetie?"
"Is everything ok, nothing serious? Besides, I'd rather go to the Natural History Museum with Abs and her class!" Santana whined, hating dental offices, dentists, needles and that weird antiseptic smell.
"She's fine honey and no, you really wouldn't rather do the class trip, trust me on this Santana!" Brittany shook her head adamantly.
"I'm not going to the dentists office and sitting there all day on my day off, I'm going to the Museum!"
Brittany looked at her wife patiently, "Sweetie, it's thirty 7 year olds loose in a museum with four chaperones and the teacher! Are you sure you want to do that?"
"Hells yeah, beats sitting bored in a smelly dentists office all day! Besides, they are 7 years old, what's the worst that can happen?" She rolled her eyes and went upstairs to shower.
Brittany closed her eyes contemplating all the terrible things that could happen, including Santana and Abigail and their group knocking over the 65 million year old T-Rex exhibit.
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Tuesday dawned early and Santana and Abby were both excited to get going on the class trip. Everyone was sitting around the breakfast table talking over each other as usual. Dani was making snide comments, "it's up to you Abby to keep an eye on Mamí, she is getting pretty old you know, she could wonder off and wind up lost unable to tell the police who she is or where she lives."
Santana looked up from her coffee, "Hey! A little respect here, I'm not that old!"
Dani shrugged her shoulders, "I don't know, I'm just saying, you lost your cell phone and your car keys last weekend. They say that's the first sign of old age, you start losing things!"
Dani had been teasing Santana for a few weeks since she had found what she thought was a gray hair! Santana had been freaking out about it ever since.
Brittany noticed the sad look on her wife's face and saw her shrink a little in her chair and cross her arms, so she reached over behind Dani and smacked her on the back of her head!
"Ow mom, what the hell…"
Brittany glared at her oldest child, "Language Danielle Alexandra Lopez!" She jerked her head towards Santana, "apologize to your Mamí this instant!
Dani shrank down in her chair and crossed her arms looking exactly like Santana, "S'rry Ma." She grumbled.
"S'right." Santana grumbled.
"Good Lord, you two!" Brittany exclaimed as she stood up and started to clear the breakfast dishes off the table.
Abby stood up and took her dishes to the sink, she stood next to her tall blonde mom and tugged on her shirt to get her attention, "Don't worry, I won't lose Mamí." She whispered conspiratorially to her blonde mother when Brittany bent down to her.
Brittany smiled gently down at her little clone and kissed the top of her head gently, "Thank you baby, I still like her a whole lot and I have her trained just the way I want her, so I would hate to lose her now!" She whispered back. She kissed her youngest daughter and sent her to get ready.
"I heard that ya know!" Santana grumbled as she headed upstairs to corral her children.
The tall blonde herded her group out the door with the admonishment, "Be good, have fun, learn something new!" kissing each on their way out the door. She dangled the keys to the SUV in front of Santana and giggled, "The same goes for you Mamí, especially the behave part and Abby you behave and stick with your group!" Brittany kissed both her girls on the cheek.
Santana stuck her tongue out at her wife and snatched the keys from her hand on the way out the door. Abby just giggled at how cute her moms were.
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Santana had Abby and five of the cutest little girls she had ever seen assigned to her group. She got them all strapped into the SUV and joined the little caravan procession to the Natural History Museum. She was the cool mom; she had this trip on the bag.
As soon as they started driving all the little girls started talking at once, "Mrs. Lopez, don't you put bad guys in jail? My daddy says you're really mean." "Mrs. Lopez, how come Abby had blonde hair and you have black hair?" "Mrs. Lopez, my mom says you have a wife and that's not natural." "Mrs. Lopez, how can you have a wife and be a wife, or are you the husband?" "Mrs. Lopez, I have to go potty." "Mamí, are we almost there yet?"
The Latina looked back in the rear view mirror at the worried look on her youngest child's face and winked at her. Abby gave her a relieved smile, she was worried her Mamí was gonna freak out with all the stupid questions about their family. The little blonde and her Mom had heard it all but it was the first time her Mamí had to deal with it.
Santana thought for a minute, "Well let's see, I'm really mean to bad guys as a lawyer, but I'm super fun as a chaperone, Abby has blonde hair because she got it from her other Mom who is way prettier than me, so I think Abby is lucky, I do have a wife and your mom is allowed to believe whatever she wants but in our family we try to accept everyone and be nice to everyone, only boys can be the husband so in our family we have two wives, we will hit the restroom as soon as we get to the museum, and yes Abs, we are almost there!" She looked back at Abby with a questioning look and the little blonde winked back at her and Santana knew she passed test #1.
By the time they got to the Museum, Santana had stopped thinking of them as cute little girls and had started thinking of them as evil midgets in cute outfits, except Abby of course, she would always be her Mamí's little girl.
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Santana would never for as long as she lived be able to pinpoint exactly when she completely lost control of the situation. Secretly in the darkest most private part of her mind, she could admit to herself that she probably never had it to lose in the first place.
They had all entered the rest room together and everything was fine until little Becky needed help unbuttoning her jumper. Santana went over to the stall and when she looked back all her little girls were gone even Abby.
"What the hell?" the Latina said loudly as he went to the door and started to look around frantically, "Becky, you need to hurry up, I've lost the other five girls."
She could hear the little girl humming so she looked under the stall and saw her swinging her legs to her humming, "Becky!" She said more sharply than she intended, "honey we need to hurry up so I can find the others before your teacher finds them wandering around alone, ok?" Santana finished in a calmer voice.
"Ok, Mrs. Lopez. I'll hurry."
Santana was trying desperately to be patient as she paced the restroom, checking with the girl every minute or so. "This has to be part of a plot, Becky is clearly the diversion. C'mon, think, think like a first grader, I can't believe how devious these evil midgets are!" She was thinking frantically to herself.
Finally after what seemed like forever, Becky emerged from the stall. Santana grabbed her hand and started pulling her out into the museum, "Mrs. Lopez I have to wash my hands, my mom says you always have to wash your hands."
Santana huffed and dragged her over to the sink where Becky started to clean her hands expertly and precisely. "Oh my fricking God, is your mother a surgeon or what?" The Latina yelling in exasperation making little Becky's chin start to tremble and her little brown eyes fill with big, fat tears, "What are you doing? Oh no, no crying! I'm sorry, ok I didn't mean to upset you. Please stop, I'll buy you ice cream if you stop!" The brunette said frantically as the little girl started bawling.
"Oh for… just shoot me now!" She tried to calm the little girl down so they could look for the others.
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Santana raced all around the museum dragging Becky behind her. They located two of the girls by the prehistoric exhibit, so she made them hold hands as she looked for the other three.
She almost ran smack into the teacher's group, but she pulled her three girls behind a pillar and hid. Once the teacher moved on, Santana started to move away from the pillar when she noticed one of the other chaperones and her group; that group was holding hands and walking all nice and in a straight line like a bunch of baby ducks. The brunette almost flipped her off when the mother scowled at her but the thought of what Brittany would do to her stopped her.
The brunette had been looking for the other three girls for a long time and was starting to get frightened. She casually looked down over the balcony and spotted Abby's little blonde head with her pretty bow. Holding Abby's hands were the other two missing girls.
Santana put her fingers in her mouth and whistled as only an ex-National Champion Head Cheerleader could and Abby froze in her spot and looked up at her Mamí in panic.
Unfortunately for the Latina, everyone else in the entire museum froze and looked up as well.
The Latina was glaring down at her runaway daughter when she noticed all the other parent chaperones and the teacher's group glaring up at her and she swallowed a huge lump in her throat, "Oh this is so not good!" She thought anxiously.
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Santana and Abby were sitting on chairs outside of the principal's office at the elementary school. Inside the office were the parents of the brunette's group, the principal and Abby's teacher. They were very unhappy with Santana Lopez.
Hearing rapid footsteps coming down the hallway, Santana recognized Brittany's stride and looked up hopefully, while Abby just sunk lower in her chair looking at the floor, she knew she was in big trouble.
Brittany walked right up to her wife and daughter and stood there with her hands on her hips looking as angry as Santana had seen her in quite some time, "I warned you to take Mrs Morgan instead, but would you listen? No! Now I have a lynch mob in there to deal with Santana and they all want your head! You yelled at a little girl and made her cry? Seriously? What were you thinking?"
"But baby, it wasn't like that, I …" Santana started frantically but Brittany just put her hand up to silence her.
"Stop, we will talk about this at home and you young lady!" She said sternly to a very sad looking Abby, "We will also be talking at home!"
She quickly opened the principal's door and walked inside, closing the door behind her.
Both Santana and Abby were quiet for a long minute. The little blonde snuck her tiny hand over and took hold of the bigger tan one for comfort, "Mamí?" she said softly.
The Latina looked over at her youngest child and saw that she looked absolutely miserable. All her aggravation with her daughter went out the window. She never could stand that sad look when her mom had it, she sure couldn't deal with her baby having it, "what is it baby girl?" She said gently.
Big sky blue eyes filled with tears looked up at her pitifully, "I'm so sorry I didn't listen to you and mama. I should have stayed with you and none of this would have happened."
Santana could feel her heart breaking, "Why didn't you stay with me then honey?"
"I wanted Amanda and Madison to like me. They just started being nice to me, and I thought if I didn't go with them they wouldn't be my friend anymore." She said sadly looking at her hands in her lap as big fat tears rolled down her pink cheeks.
"Oh baby, we all make mistakes, but trying to be someone you are not to get someone to like you just doesn't work. They either like you already or they don't. I made that same mistake lots of times and it only made me feel bad about myself. You are a wonderful person Abs, really you are, and you're going to find the people who love and accept you for who you are. Those other snobby girls won't matter at all. You're going to have more friends than Dani!"
"You promise Mamí?" Abby said sweetly as her tears started to dry up.
"Cross my heart baby girl, cross my heart!" She leaned over and kissed the top of the little blonde head as a taller angrier version came out of the office.
"Santana, Abigail we are going home now." Brittany walked off without another word, leaving her worried and guilty wife and daughter to scurry after her to the car.
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The entire 15 minute car ride home was done in complete silence which only made the taller brunette and the little tiny blonde more nervous.
Santana had cleared her throat which only earned her a glare. She decided to just keep her explanations to herself until they were asked for.
They walked into a quiet house and the Latina wondered where the rest of the kids were. She decided they had seen their mom get the phone call from school and beat a hasty retreat to their rooms.
"I didn't raise any dummies." She thought to herself and almost smirked until she noticed Brittany staring at her.
Brittany turned and looked at her daughter, "Abigail Lucia Lopez, do you have anything to say for yourself young lady?" she said as sternly as she had ever spoken to her youngest child.
"No mama just that I'm sorry I didn't listen to you and Mamí." She said sincerely.
"I want you to go and stand in the time out corner and think about what happened today. I am very disappointed in your behavior Abigail. Your Mamí and I will discuss a suitable punishment. Keep your nose in that corner until I call for you, do you understand me?"
"Yes mama." She headed to the living room to stand in the dreaded corner. She hated standing there. It was impossible to stand still for any length of time, and she always wound up in bigger trouble.
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Santana spent the better part of an hour explaining how the evil midgets had totally sandbagged her chaperoning duties at the museum. She almost clunked her head on the table when she found out that Becky's mother was indeed a surgeon and she was forever banned from chaperoning duties. In Santana's eyes that didn't seem much like a punishment.
She had to call and apologize to every parent for losing their kids, and write a letter of apology to Becky's parents for making her cry. The Latina did quite a bit of grumbling about admitting liability, but under her wife's stern glare she eventually agreed.
Brittany called Abby out of the corner and told her she was grounded for the rest of the week. She had no television and video games. She had school, homework, dinner, and early bedtime. She was also to help with the dishes every night for that week.
The Latina ever the softy tried to argue on her daughter's behalf, explaining why she left the group, but Brittany was having none of her arguments. Santana had to agree with the seriousness of leaving an adult chaperone.
The family had dinner in complete silence as everyone was still a little wary of an angry Brittany. As soon as dinner was finished, everyone headed back up to their rooms in silence, including Abby and Santana.
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Santana was reading a book while lying in bed when Brittany entered the room. The blonde quickly got ready for bed. The blonde joined her wife in bed, but turned her back to her wife and turned off the light mumbling a grumpy goodnight.
The Latina said sadly, "oh baby, no goodnight kiss? I love you and I really am sorry. I was in way over my head. You were right, and I was wrong, I should have gone to the dentist office instead."
The blonde sighed heavily and rolled over and kissed her wife, "Thank you for saying that. I love you too and I'm not angry anymore." She turned back on her side, "But you're still in the doghouse!" She smirked as she heard Santana huff.
Santana looked at the ceiling and frowned, it was going to be a long week.
Hope you liked it….