AN: Sorry it's a little later than I wanted to post! Enjoy! Main characters in this story: Mr. Schue, Mercedes, and Kurt. Oh, and I totally made up the triplets' names b/c I don't remember if they were ever said or not! Please R&R! :o)

Three Mischievous Elves

"But, honey, if Kendra doesn't get a sitter, we can't go see the Rockettes," Terri pouted.

"Why can't she find her own sitter?" Will asked, irritated.

"Well, she tried, but all her regulars have finals to study for," Terri said logically.

Will sighed. He knew Terri really wanted to see the Rockettes; they almost never came to Ohio. This Christmas, he knew he'd be dead if he didn't get her tickets. The only problem? Terri wanted her sister and husband to come too. It was common knowledge that Will and Kendra did not get along; however, Will wanted to make Terri happy. So, he got together with Kendra's husband, and they got their wives some tickets.

"I'll see if any of my kids at school will watch the terrors," Will conceded.

Terri immediately brightened, choosing to ignore Will's potshot on her nephews. She knew they were terrors, but he didn't have to say it.

"Thank you, dear," Terri said sweetly. She kissed his cheek and ran to her craft room to call Kendra.

The next day in Glee, Will propositioned his students for the job. No one was enthusiastic to say the least. They had all heard horror stories from Quinn the last time she babysat for them.

"Come on, guys," Will begged. "It's only for one night."

"Mr. Schue," Quinn spoke up, "one night with those boys is, like, ten years off your life!"

"Mercedes and I will do it," Kurt offered.

Mercedes did a spit-take with her soda and bugged her eyes out at Kurt.

"Excuse me, diva? I know you didn't just offer my services to those hooligans," Mercedes quipped.

Kurt leaned over to whisper, "It's okay. I've got conditions."

"On one condition, Mr. Schue," Kurt said emphatically.

"What is it, Kurt?" Will asked suspiciously.

Kurt grinned like a Cheshire cat. "Mercedes and I get the leads for one of our Invitational songs."

Rachel gasped in outrage. Surely Mr. Schuester wouldn't give in to such demands…

"Okay, it's a deal, but you still have to prove to me you deserve the solos, or you're cut," Will said, giving in.

"Fair enough," Kurt said smugly.

"Well, that's settled. You're all dismissed," Will said. "Kurt, Mercedes, come find me later, and I'll give you instructions."

As they all dispersed, Quinn made her way to Kurt and Mercedes. "Word to the wise? If they want to play 'Cowboys and Indians,' always be the cowboys," she whispered.

"I can't believe I let you talk me into this, even for a lead," Mercedes grumbled as she and Kurt walked up the steps to Kendra's house.

Kendra opened the door and led them inside. The house was nice, but there were no decorations for Christmas anywhere. Mercedes and Kurt exchanged a look over this. Will noticed.

"Every time they try to decorate, the kids act up so badly, they just have to stop. So they never really have a real Christmas," Will whispered sadly.

Kurt looked like his new Manolos had been dropped in mud. Mercedes looked the same. Not to have Christmas tree or anything? That was just so sad.

They made their way to the living room. All four adults were in attendance, and the triplets were surprisingly sedated on the couch watching a movie.

Kurt looked at the kids and back to Will with questioning eyes.

Kendra interjected, "I slipped Nyquil into their milk at dinner. They should be out any second."

Mercedes bit her lip to keep from laughing. Good, this would be easier than she thought.

"Well, in case they haven't nodded off before then, bedtime is at 9:00. We'll be back around 11ish," Kendra said as she got her wrap from the hall closet.

As soon as the door shut signifying the adults had left, Bobby piped up, "Are they gone?"

"Yeah, they're gone. Do you want to watch a movie before bed?" Mercedes asked, grinning at Kurt because she knew they'd be dropping soon.

"No way! We want to play!" Billy said as he and his brothers jumped off the couch and started running around like mad men.

"AAAUGGGHHHH!!!!" Benny screamed as his brothers chased him.

Mercedes and Kurt stared at the children in horror. What about the Nyquil?

"Um, aren't you boys feeling a little, I don't know, sleepy?" Kurt asked nonchalantly.

"Nu-uh," Billy said, skidding to a stop in front of the two divas. "Bobby saw Mom put something in our milk, so we waited till they left the table to pour it down the drain."

Benny and Bobby were running around the living room with marshmallow guns and yelling at the top of their lungs. Within ten minutes, Mercedes had had enough.

"QUIET!" she bellowed.

All three boys and Kurt turned to her with wide eyes. No one had ever yelled quite that loud at the triplets before. They didn't know anyone's voice could be so scary sounding, especially a girl's.

"Now, I'm tired of ya'll screaming your fool heads off!"Mercedes cried. "Sit down!"

Again, all three boys and Kurt sat down on the couch in shock, their eyes never leaving Mercedes.

"Listen," Mercedes began a little softer, "you will NOT be running around and screaming for the rest of the night. You WILL behave or you will be tore up from the floor up. Do you understand me?"

"Yes," the triplets said in unison.

Kurt looked at Mercedes in awe. She was definitely his hero. Then, he got an idea.

"Hey, guys, I have an idea," Kurt said, getting up from the couch to join Mercedes. "Why don't we put up some Christmas decorations?"

"Why would we do that?" Benny asked, obviously confused.

"Don't you want Santa to come visit your house and bring you toys?" Kurt returned.

"Well, yeah, but he does that anyway," Bobby said defiantly.

"Mercedes," Kurt said, turning to her, "didn't you tell me that whenever your house was extra-decorated for Christmas, Santa always brought you better gifts?"

Mercedes knew Kurt well enough to know when he was weaving a story.

"Yep," she replied. "I always got the best presents when we had a tree and stockings up."

The boys looked at their babysitters and back to each other. Maybe they had a point. It would be cool to have even bigger and better presents than they normally got.

"Okay, we'll do it," Billy said. It was obvious he made the decisions for the three of them.

Mercedes grinned at Kurt. Mission accomplished.

Soon enough, they were lugging out boxes from the closets. Kurt and Mercedes were humming "Santa Claus Is Coming to Town." Since they didn't have a real or artificial tree, the boys were throwing tinsel over the ficus tree in the living room. Kurt found some ornaments to hang. Mercedes dug out the stockings.

"Can you sing like Quinn can?" Benny spoke up.

"Sure," Kurt said. "What's your favorite Christmas song?"

"Jingle bells, Batman smells! Robin laid an egg!" Bobby sang loudly.

Kurt and Mercedes shared a look as if to ask "Were we seriously this much trouble when we were this age?"

"I like 'Winter Wonderland,'" Benny said. It was clear he was the sweetest of the three boys.

So, they all sang Christmas songs to their hearts' content, finished stringing some lights around, and ate some cookies and non-Nyquilized milk. Pretty soon the boys were conked out on the couches.

"You know, when they're like this, they aren't so bad," Mercedes whispered.

She sat on one end of the couch, stroking Benny hair. He had fallen asleep with his head on her lap. Billy, whose feet were tangled with Benny's, was at the other end of the couch.

"This is true," Kurt said softly from his space on the loveseat.

Bobby had fallen asleep on the loveseat with his feet curled up under the cushions. Kurt leaned over and covered him with a blanket.

Soon enough, the door opened quietly, and all four adults filed in. They got to the living room and stopped in shock. Kendra's eyes welled up immediately at the sight of their freshly decorated house. Terri beamed at Will, who nodded his approval. Kendra's husband let out a low whistle.

"Well, if that don't beat all," he said gruffly.

"I haven't seen the house decorated for Christmas in years," Kendra marveled.

"The boys helped," Kurt spoke up.

That earned more shocked looks from the adults. Kurt and Mercedes gently lifted themselves from the couches to meet the adults.

"Thank you. So so very much," Kendra said, hugging both of them tightly.

"No problem," Mercedes said, smiling.

Kendra's husband wrote them each a check, and they grabbed their coats to leave.

"Merry Christmas," Kurt said.

As they walked arm-in-arm to Kurt's Navigator, Mercedes sighed and laid her head on his shoulder.

"You know, those hooligans were kinda cute, but whew! They were a handful! I'm not sure that was worth a solo," she said tiredly.

"But you know what was?" Kurt sighed wistfully, "Seeing their faces when they saw the house."

Mercedes looked up at her best friend and smiled, "Yeah. That was totally worth it."

AN2: Thanks for reading! If anyone has suggestions for days (especially #6 and 9), I'm so up for hearing them! Remember, R&R = Love! :o)