Once again, thank you for being such great readers. I know this update is only a few hours after the first one, but I just had a great idea inspired by my best friend, so I hope you enjoy.

Mike's POV

Tina Cohen-Chang almost never loses her cool. The only times she ever has are when she went all feminist on Artie and when she made Figgins believe she was a vampire. But other than that, my cousin has never lost her temper, which is why I was really surprised and scared when I opened the door to her at 3:30 AM and she had a really angry look on her face. Tina seemed even angrier than Santana was the other day when Quinn and Puck were holding hands. Ouch!

"Tina, umm… it's three thirty in the morning. So, umm, how can I help you?" I asked timidly.

"Give me Cynthia," she ordered.

"Why? You know I don't like her out at night when it's dark and cold," I replied.

Cynthia was my 13th birthday present. My parents had adopted her from the local animal shelter, and she has been with us ever since. Cynthia wasn't necessarily the most attractive dog you would ever meet; she was a Mexican Hairless, but I still loved her. I loved her despite her looks and her less-than-friendly personality.

"Dear cousin, if you don't give me you pet/dog/thing right NOW, I will personally hit your locker with an axe tomorrow, which is actually today, take out your diary, and give it to Brittany!" she roared.

"Alright, alright, let me go get her! Just make sure her sweater doesn't come off, OK?"

Five minutes later, Tina was bolting out the door and shouting back a promise to have my dear puppy back by glee club practice tomorrow. I was extremely afraid of why this was all happening.

Tina's POV

After picking up Mike's stupid animal-thing, I furiously flipped through various phonebooks. I found Jesse's address (the world really needs to have better privacy settings) and quickly pounded it into my GPS. Jesse St. James was about to get a whole lot of Asian! After driving with no regard for the speed limit for thirty minutes, I arrived at his house. It was game time. I picked Cynthia up, and stormed towards his front door and rang the doorbell.

To my luck, it was Jesse who answered the door, and not his parents.

"Uh… hello. Thank you for coming to my house at four in the morning! Hmm… you look vaguely familiar. Oh, that's right! You're in New Directions with Rachel. Your name is Rina, right? Would you mind telling me why the hell you are at my house at this hour with that… thing?" growled Jesse.

"Now listen here, St. James, this little thing right here is vicious. She will growl at you and bite the hell out of you if you if you don't cooperate with me. I'm being generous, I should unleash her on you right now for all that you've done to Rachel," I snarled.

"It's touching how much you want to stand up for your teammate, but this matter is none of your business, and I'm not afraid of-

At that moment, Cynthia growled and lunged towards Jesse. I had to pull her back, reluctantly, to keep her from biting Jesse.

"Good girl, Cynthia. You're such a good dog!" I crooned.

"What do you want Rina?"

"It's Tina you BIG, ARROGRANT, HEART-BREAKING, AMATEUR PERFORMER!"

"I think my national titles prove that I am in fact, not amateur, but ten times more professional then you will ever be. Now what do you want, TINA?"

"Cut the sass, Choir King. Now listen here, you may not know this yet, but Rachel is PREGNANT!" (In hind sight, I really should have let Rachel tell him.)

"WHAT? Who's baby is it?"

"Why do you care? Don't pretend to be jealous, it's obvious that you have never even cared about Rachel. It's-

"MY BABY?"

"Umm… yes.

"Tell Rachel I'll meet her after her glee club practice tomorrow in the parking lot- without eggs this time," whispered Jesse as he shut the door.

"OK! Don't be surprised if she demands that you pay extra child support!" I yelled, hoping he could hear me.

Rachel's POV

Tina and Quinn approached my locker later that morning when I found out I was pregnant. I could hear Quinn whispering something in Tina's ear, she seemed to be angry. When they stopped a few feet in front of me, the look on Tina's face was apologetic, while Quinn's was wary. She looked as if she was anticipating a volcano to blow up.

"Rachel, I… I… I did something wrong," said Tina, softly.

"Something very wrong," said Quinn.

"Quinn, be nice," I chastised.

"Berry, I wasn't being mean. I'm pregnant, so I know what's wrong and what's very wrong in that department. I still am fond of Tina, and you will be too, but don't expect what she did to make you smile," whispered Quinn as Finn passed by with a look of curiosity on his face.

Thinking Quinn was being overdramatic, which by the way, was reserved for me, I asked, "Tina, what did you do?"

"You never made me promise not to confront Jesse, and I was really angry, so I kind of went over to his house and threatened him with Mike's mistress. I… let it slip out that you were pregnant, and he didn't know it was his baby at first and seemed a little jealous, but then he guessed right and I told him that it was his baby. I'm so sorry," blurted out Tina.

"Tina… WHAT?" I shouted.

"I'm so sorry," sobbed Tina, "But that's not all! He said he was going to meet you in the parking lot after glee club practice today."

I must have started hyperventilating, because Quinn grabbed hold of my shoulders and kept telling me to breathe. She also said not to be mad at Tina, because if she hadn't promised Rachel, she would have done the same thing, but with Puck's iguana.

After I calmed myself for the second time that day, I asked Tina about another detail of her conversation with Jesse.

"Tina… he seemed jealous?" I asked.

"You CAN'T still like him, Rachel! He smashed an egg in your face, and crushed your heart like that Stomp stage you were talking about!" exclaimed Quinn.

"Please tell us you don't still like him, just please tell us Rachel," pleaded Tina.

"Quinn, Tina, of course I don't still like him. I think I still love him."

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