October 2018

Lily never gave a second thought to the fact that she had two mommies. Sure, some people had a mommy and a daddy, but her mom and momma love each other and that's the way it's supposed to be. She never thought it was weird or bad. She liked that she was different from all of her classmates.

But on this particular day, something was bothering her and Santana could tell.

The brunette was sitting on the edge of Lily's bed brushing the blond's hair.

"Mom, are you and momma going to hell?"

Santana stopped brushing, "What? Why would you ask such a silly question?"

The blond's lip trembled. "Franky Reed pushed me off my swing at recess today and said you and momma were lesbanins and that was wrong and you were going to hell because you're bad."

Santana gripped the handle of the brush so tightly her knuckles turned white. "No, baby, Franky only said those things because he doesn't know better. That's what his family taught him. They're ignorant. God makes us the way he wants us to be. He loves all his children. Your momma and I loving each other isn't wrong. Unfortunately, you and your momma and I are going to deal with people our whole lives that believe differently. You just keep your head up, don't listen to them, and remember what I told you, okay?"

Lily sniffled and nodded, wiping the tears from her face.

Santana hugged her and kissed her forehead.

The day after her talk with Lily, Santana came home to see an angry Brittany and a guilty Lily.

"Do you know what our daughter did?" Brittany asked, hands on her hips.

Santana looked from Lily to Brittany. "No, what?"

"She punched Franky Reed in the face! Punched him!"

Santana's jaw dropped. "What?!"

Lily jumped off the couch. "He pushed me first! He said all that stuff again. So I told him that him and his family were ignorance and God loves us all. He told me I was stupid and wrong and that my mommies should marry men. So I punched him."

"Lily, honey, he was wrong, but violence isn't the answer. You can't hit people just because they won't listen! Stop the violence!" Brittany told her, "I have to go start dinner. S, please talk to her."

Santana watched Brittany leave the room and then turned to Lily. "Good job, Lil!" Santana raised her hand for a high-five.

Lily looked confused but did it anyway.

"Franky and his family are jerks. But this is a one time thing, got it?" Lily nodded. "How hard did you hit him?"

"His eye turned all purple and gross!" Lily said excitedly.

"Santana, I better not hear you encouraging her!" Brittany hollered from the kitchen.

"No, of course not!" Santana responded with a wink to Lily.

"My kid punched someone in the face today." Santana told Puck over the phone.

"No shit?!"

"Straight up gave him a black eye! I knew she'd be a badass."

"Why'd she do it?"

"Because that Reed kid pushed her and said B and I are 'lesbanins'."

Puck chuckled. "'Lesbanins'? Nice!"

"Honestly, though, they're seven and she's already getting made fun of for having two moms? I didn't even know what a lesbian was at that age!"

Puck sighed. "Shit. Yeah, well, the whole Reed family is full of douchebags. You know that. They've probably been drilling those beliefs into that kid's skull from the moment he was born."

"I know, I know. It just sucks."

"Yeah," Puck was silent for a bit. "So, a black eye on her first hit, really?"

Santana grinned. "I know, right?!"

"Having you as a mom and me for an uncle really benefits her."

Santana laughed. "Sure does. I gotta go. B will kill me if she knows I'm happy about this."

Santana laid in bed that night thinking. What if her and Brittany had another baby? Would they have to go through this again? Probably. Lima wasn't exactly overflowing with pride parades. The Reeds really were asses. Should she have a talk with them? That most likely wasn't a good idea. She'd probably end up punching one or both of the parents in the face. And then Brittany would have to have a talk with her about how violence wasn't the answer. Fuck that. Gone were the days when it was okay for her to go all Lima Heights.