Chapter 6 is a short one as I have a lot planned for Chapter 7. Anyway, this chapter covers the next morning prior to the six heading to school. Some classic Stooge situations occur, including Santana, Brittany, and Quinn of course.
Chapter 6
By the wee hours of the morning, Santana and Curly were sleeping together. Santana had one hand on Curly's chest, while her other hand was holding one of Curly's hands on her breast. Both Curly and Santana were snoring in rhythm.
The same was true in the other two upstairs bedrooms, with each couple snoring in rhythm.
At about five o'clock, the alarm clock went off, waking Curly up with a start. He tried to get his hand off of Santana's breast, but Santana woke up and moved his hand back to where it was.
"Good morning sexy," said Santana. She kissed him gently on the lips.
"Good morning Santana. Don't you hear that alarm. It's time to get up," said Curly.
"Already?" said Santana.
"Soitenly. You've got to let go of my hand so that I can turn that alarm off," said Curly.
"I'll turn it off," said Santana. She got up and turned the alarm off.
They got dressed into their Cheerios uniforms before going downstairs into the dining room. Brittany, Quinn, Moe, and Larry were already sitting at the table.
"It's about time you got up. Go on and cook us some pancakes," said Moe. He slapped Curly.
"Just a minute, I'm not awake yet!" shouted Curly.
"Now you are," said Moe, slapping Curly again.
Santana was hesitant to let go of Curly's hand. But, she did and sat down next to Brittany while Curly went into the kitchen to cook breakfast.
"That's a neat bus Britt," said Santana, noticing that Brittany was constructing a paper bus model.
"These are the only paper models that I can put together. The cars are too hard and so are the trucks," said Brittany. She was gluing the rear end onto the main body.
"Let me glue the front on," said Santana.
"Sure," said Brittany.
Santana glued the front end on the bus.
"Larry," said Brittany.
"Yes," said Larry.
"Would you like to glue the bottom on?" asked Brittany.
"I'd love to," said Larry. He grabbed the glue and tried to put some on the tabs. He didn't realize that the glue was going on his hands and not the tabs. A moment later, his hands were glued together.
"Hey, my hands are stuck together," said Larry
"Oh please. You were using the wrong end of the glue. That's the reason your hands are glued together," said Santana. She rolled her eyes.
"What happened?" said Brittany dumbly.
"Your boyfriend accidentally glued his hands together," said Santana.
"Go get me some water," said Brittany.
"Okay," said Santana. She got up and went into the kitchen.
"What happened Larry?" asked Brittany.
"I was using the wrong end of the glue and didn't realize it until Santana mentioned it," said Larry.
"That's really dumb of you haha. Let me kiss your hands, it'll make you feel better," said Brittany. She took Larry's hands and kissed them both.
"Hey it worked," said Larry. Unfortunately, his hands were still glued tightly shut.
Meanwhile Santana was talking to Curly. She had almost forgotten about the water.
"I'll pour the water for you," said Curly.
"Alright," said Santana.
Curly got a glass out of the cupboard and accidentally poured hot water instead of cold water into the glass.
"Thanks baby," said Santana, smiling warmly at Curly. She knew Curly did not intend to pour hot water, but she had something else in mind. She took the glass and headed back into the dining room.
"Here's the water," said Santana, arriving back in the dining room and handing Brittany a glass of water.
"Thanks Santana," said Brittany. She poured some of the water on Larry's hands.
"Ouch!" yelled Larry as his hands were finally free. The water was obviously hot.
"Sorry Larry," said Brittany.
"It's Santana, she gave you a glass of hot water," said Larry.
"Look who's talking," said Santana. She rolled her eyes and gave Larry a you-know-what-I-mean look.
On the other end of the table, Moe and Quinn were having a conversation.
"Here's a very funny story for you," said Moe.
"What is it?" asked Quinn.
"One weekend last month, Brittany decided that she wanted to make a home movie of Santana, myself and my brothers, based off a Pepe Le Pew cartoon," said Moe.
"Sounds very interesting," said Quinn, smiling at Moe.
"Well, where was I? Oh, the home movie starts with Larry, Curly, and I being thrown out of the house by our parents. We went to Santana's house, where she falls in love with all three of us. My brothers and I tried to hide in the pantry, but Santana was in our hiding place."
"Sounds very funny, what happened next?" giggled Quinn.
"We dashed out and tried to hide in several other places, with no success. You have to watch the video to get the rest of the story," said Moe.
"Brittany's got the funniest ideas," said Quinn.
"I agree with you," said Moe.
Meanwhile, Curly was cooking pancakes. Surprisingly, no accidents or anything of the kind occurred. Usually, he'd burn something and set off the smoke detector whenever he tried to cook.
Unfortunately, when it came to flipping the last pancake, he didn't realize that it had landed on the ceiling above his head.
"Hey Moe, Hey Larry, we're one pancake short!" said Curly. The pancake fell and hit Curly in the head.
"Oh stubborn eh," said Curly.
He threw the pancake in the trash. He put two pancakes and three strips of bacon on all plates. Curly only put one pancake on his plate. He had three strips of bacon on his plate like the others.
He went into the dining room and served the food and then sat down.
"Honey, you're going to need more than one pancake," said Santana.
"I ruined the last one," said Curly.
"It's okay, accidents will happen. You can share my second pancake," said Santana. She gave Curly half of one of her pancakes and smiled at Curly.
"Thank you," said Curly.
"I don't want to see you get skinny," joked Santana.
"Me neither," said Curly.
"Eat your food," said Santana, smiling seductively at Curly.
On the other hand, Larry had bad luck of his own. The glue had not come all the way off since his fork was glued to his hand, which eliminated any chance of eating his pancakes. He could ask Brittany to feed him the pancakes, but that would only get him a slap in the face and a poke in the eyes by Moe.
Despite the slim odds, Larry was determined to use his fork to eat his pancakes. On the fifth attempt, his hand slipped, accidentally poking Moe in the back with the fork whist in conversation with Quinn. Moe yelled in pain.
"Why you!" said Moe angrily.
"What happened?" asked Quinn.
"I'm sorry Moe, it was an accident," said Larry.
"It's okay, accidents will happen," said Moe.
"Don't listen to him," said Santana.
"He didn't mean to poke you," said Brittany.
"So you understand," said Larry, ignoring both Brittany and Santana.
"Oh please," said Santana.
"Yes. Now do you see this," said Moe. He poked Larry in the eyes.
"Told you so," mumbled Santana.
"I have a fork glued to me," said Larry, showing Moe his right hand.
"Why you imbecile," said Moe. He slapped Larry.
"Blame Santana, she poured hot water on me," said Larry.
"No I did not," said Santana.
"I will give you both a knuckle sandwich if you guys don't behave," said Moe angrily.
"Oh please, you can't even give a decent threat to anybody. You're just a short tempered bully prone to slapping other people," said Santana.
"Is everybody around here going to start an argument!" yelled Moe.
"Seriously Moe, I don't like you, but I do like to hang out with you and your brothers," said Santana.
"Can everybody stop arguing," said Brittany.
"HOW DARE YOU SAY THAT!" shouted Moe. His temper was flaring
"Hey! I'm just keeping it real and telling it like it is!" shouted Santana.
"GUYS!" shouted Brittany.
"WHAT?" yelled the other five.
"Please stop arguing. You guys will never get anything accomplished if all you do is fight. I think a peaceful solution would be better," said Brittany. She was just as irritated as everybody else.
"Sorry Brit, I just got carried away," said Santana, shooting Moe a dirty look.
"I just want to see everybody get along," said Brittany.
"I'm with you," said Quinn.
"Me too," said Curly.
"Me three," said Larry.
"Larry baby, there's a fork on your hand," said Brittany.
"I knew that," said Larry.
"Let me get the fork off your hand," said Brittany. She pulled the fork back and it came off of Larry's hand.
"Why didn't I think of that?" said Larry.
"Because you are an imbecile" interjected Moe. He slapped Larry.
"What's that for?" asked Larry.
"That's in case you do something else," said Moe.
The rest of their breakfast was peaceful and problem-free. After breakfast, they got into their cars and headed to school.
That's it for Chapter 6. As I said, Chapter 7 will be longer and will cover the trio's developing relationships with Santana, Brittany, and Quinn.