A/N: Ugh, sorry it's been a little longer than normal. Every time I say I'm going to update sooner something gets in the way! I've been working 16-18 hour days this past week so I just haven't had anytime. This one isn't super long and it may seem like filler, but there are some things here both tying up loose ends and setting up a few things coming up. I promise the next one will be up soon, probably by the end of the weekend. It's already almost halfway done and I'm actually super excited to write the one after that so I'm sure I'll get back on track. :-)
I wanted to get this up quick so I didn't get anyone to pre-read it, so I apologize for any mistakes. Hope you guys enjoy and promise there's some good stuff coming up! Thanks for reading!
Santana walked into the auditorium, quietly closing the door behind her and moving to quietly find a seat somewhere in the middle. From there she watched with a proud smile for the next 15 minutes as Brittany and the rest of the class spun back and forth across stage as the day's lesson came to a close. She stood slowly moving forward as Brittany walked to the side of the stage and sipped her water bottle as she gathered her stuff, chatting and laughing casually with her friends.
Brittany did a double take as she caught a flash of a familiar figure walking towards the front of the room. Looking over once more, she couldn't help the huge grin that broke out on her face when she realized Santana was there. She excused herself politely, running over and throwing her arms around her girlfriend.
"Hey!" she said, pulling back to kiss her quickly. "What are you doing here? Not that I'm not super happy to see you!" she smiled and Santana returned it.
"This is for you." she said simply, handing her a single rose.
"Aw, Santana. Thank you." she said sweetly. "I thought you said you were busy studying this afternoon?" she asked and Santana shrugged.
"I figured it was finally time I meet your friends." she shrugged. Things had been good in the week and a half since their argument, but Santana knew she had yet to really fulfill her end of the deal so she finally had decided it was time to make the effort. "You know, I hear so much about them and I know it means a lot to you. Sorry I've put it off."
"It doesn't matter. You're here now." she said, pulling her close one more. "I love you."
"I love you too." she said, giving her a squeeze before releasing and entwining their fingers. "Come on, introduce me." she smiled.
"Guys!" Brittany yelled, motioning over to them. "Come here!" The small group that she had been talking to after class made their way over to them and Brittany promptly introduced Todd, Bridgette, Stacey and Kelsey to her.
"Nice to finally meet you! We hear about you all of the time." Bridgette added.
"Same here. Brittany talks about you guys all the time. I've heard great things so I thought it was time I finally came out and met you guys."
"Oh and how cute you brought her a flower." Todd smiled with a wink and she shrugged.
"She deserves it."
"We're all grabbing a bit to eat. Brittany said she had to meet you, but now that you're here, do you guys want to come?" Brittany's eyes went wide and she could tell that she didn't know what Santana's response to be as her mouth opened and closed and she traded a questioning glance over to her.
"Of course, that sounds great." she smiled and Brittany squeezed her hand in appreciation.
"Awesome."
A few hours and some food later Santana and Brittany were in her car on their way back downtown. Dinner had been pleasant and Santana actually really liked her friends as Brittany had suspected. She was slightly unsure of Kelsey, because she set off her jealousy radar, but otherwise, she had to admit they were pretty awesome.
"That was a lot of fun."
"See!" Brittany said with a smile, squeezing Santana's hand that rested on the gear shifter. "I knew you'd like them!"
"They're really cool." Santana said honestly. "Mostly."
"Yeah, so about that...why don't you like Kelsey?"
"How the hell did you know it was Kelsey? Jesus, can you see right through me?" she muttered and Brittany furrowed her brow.
"Of course not Santana. You're not a ghost."
"How did you know who I was referring to?" she asked, ignoring the last comment in the interest of saving time.
"It's so obvious." Brittany laughed with an eye roll. "I know you way too well."
"Whatever, she's just not my type." Santana sighed, as she circled the blocks looking for parking. "She's a little too...attentive."
"Santana are you...jealous?" she asked confusedly. "Because you have your jealous voice on. Are you jealous of Kelsey?"
"I'd just appreciate it if she backed off. She's like all over everything you say." she shook her head and Brittany just giggled.
"I think she just has a harder time making friends and she's trying really hard Santana. It's not like that."
"Whatever. It's creepy." Brittany shook her head and leaned over to kiss her cheek with a chuckle.
"You're silly. She's harmless. She just..." Brittany shrugged "kinda looks up to us or something. And yeah, especially me for some reason, but it's not like a crush or anything. Doesn't matter anyway, because I only have eyes for you." she said with a smile and Santana glanced over, returning it.
"The rest of them are really cool. I mean, I admit I was stupid to be so resistant to meeting them." Brittany grinned proudly.
"I'm really glad you like them. I can tell they love you."
"I'm even looking forward to that double date thing with Stacey and her boyfriend." Santana admitted.
"Me too. He's really nice too." Brittany sighed, falling back into her seat and squeezing Santana's hand once more to get her attention. "Thanks again for coming and surprising me. It was really sweet and it means a lot to me."
"I know." Santana said softly, with a smile. "That's why I did it." she winked.
"Tell me why you're insistent we go out with your lame ass friends again Finn?"
"Santana, you haven't even met them yet." he said with a sigh, opening the front door to the cab and slipping in. "Can't you be open to anything?" She just rolled her eyes and Brittany nudged her.
"Come on San, you love karaoke." Santana scrunched up her face.
"Um, no Brittany – you love karaoke." she scoffed. "I think it's a lame excuse for tone deaf morons with too much ambition to get up in front of a crowd and try and get the attention they're clearly not getting from anyone else."
"You always say stuff like that but once you get there, you get into it and soon you're the one on stage." Brittany said with a smirk. "And you can sing."
"Well, I plan on singing quite often, and as I'm sure you know by now, I have perfect pitch."
"Oh wow, now I'm so glad I decided to come along." Santana said with mock excitement. "If I wanted to listen to you sing I'd just have to open my door every morning and listen to your ungodly idea of vocal exercises."
"I will have you know that those are suggested by the top vocal instructors in the country."
"Doesn't make them sound any better at 7 in the morning." Santana grumbled.
"First of all, I've told you over and over that the rooms are private. That's why we have a whole group going-"
"Like your friends can sing." she muttered.
"Actually they can." he said. "That's why we're starting a band." Brittany grabbed her hand in an effort to diffuse the tension and smiled warmly when Santana looked over.
"You love karaoke. I don't care what you say. When you get the mic, you never want to give it up either." Santana couldn't resist a smile. "
"Whatever." she said and Brittany nudged her shoulder playfully.
"Told you." she said and placed a small kiss at the side of her head so that she could whisper gently. "Just relax and be fun Santana. Give the new people a shot, remember?" Santana nodded and smiled over at her, signaling that she did remember their deal. "Good. Love you."
"Love you too."
An hour later they were all having a blast in their private karaoke room, Santana included. Finn's new friends were surprisingly awesome and Santana had to wonder how a tool like him managed to find such decent friends. Rachel had only moderately run the show as Finn had convinced her that she had to make sure everyone had a turn since they were splitting the room.
"Your girl really does have a great voice Finn." Jeff said. "We'll have to get her up to do a guest spot or two."
"Yeah." Finn smiled proudly. "Absolutely. Rachel would love that."
"But I was thinking, you know how we've been talking about a female singer?" Finn nodded.
"Rachel would totally do it."
"Well, actually that's not what I was going to suggest. Adam, Jimmy, and I were talking about it and we were thinking maybe we could ask Santana."
"Wait, what?"
"Rachel's voice is beautiful and it's one of a kind, but Santana has that rasp that would go great with the kind of rock stuff we are going for. She seems like she has a little edge to her to. A little grit." he shrugged and fin stifled a laugh.
"You have no idea."
"I mean, she's your friend, so I wanted to see how you felt about it first but I mean, the way she rocked that song before...if she was interested we think it would be cool to try out." Finn bit his lip in thought.
"I mean, I guess it could work...but man, you're setting me up for a world of trouble. Santana hates me." Jeff just laughed.
"I think we could book double as many gigs if she sang for us. Just saying."
"There's also the Rachel issue." he said, motioning back to where Rachel was belting out Katy Perry while jumping around the front of the room.
"What issue?"
"She's kind of...competitive when it comes to singing and stuff. To put it lightly."
"Listen buddy," he said patting him on the shoulder, "this is all you but I'm just thinking why run out and start auditioning random chicks when we might have the perfect one right in front of us."
"I guess..." Finn said, trailing off.
"Awesome, I'll talk to her." he said, taking off.
"Shit." Finn muttered.
A few songs later and Jeff sat across from Santana and Brittany, who was carrying on an animated discussion about movies with his girlfriend.
"Hey Santana, you have a really, really cool voice." he said. She smirked proudly.
"Thanks." she shrugged. "What can I say, it comes natural." He smiled at her confidence.
"The guys and I were talking and thinking maybe you'd be interested in coming and try singing in our band?" Her eyes widened.
"I...well...really?"
"Yeah. I mean, we've been talking about getting a female singer and I think you might have the attitude and voice we're looking for." Santana thought for a moment.
"San! What are you doing? Say yes!" she turned to Jeff. "She totally wants to!"
"Britt!" Santana scolded before turning back to him herself. "But you guys don't even play anywhere."
"Well, not yet, but the idea is to play gigs..." he said. "Listen, if you're not interested."
"Wait a minute. You heard Berry and me sing tonight and you're asking me to join your band?" she said, pointing towards Rachel. He laughed.
"Yeah...I mean her voice is out of this world but I think we need to have a little but of a grittier sound." Santana smiled.
"Why are you pointing at me?" Rachel said, walking over. "What are you telling him?" she turned to Jeff. "It's all lies!" He looked up at her confusedly.
"Oh please Berry, like I'd waste my time discussing you." she sighed. "Jeff was just explaining how after hearing me sing tonight he'd like me to be in the band." she smirked.
"He what?" she turned to Jeff. "Have you told Finn about this?"
"Of course, he was okay with it." Jeff said. "Is...there a problem?"
"If you're holding tryouts I think it's only fair they be open to the public and I be afforded and equal opportunity."
"I...um...well, I wasn't thinking of try outs exactly. It's just Santana has the kind of voice we're really looking for and the kind of overall package."
"I see." Rachel said, turning on her heel and taking off in Finn's general direction.
"Oh boy, he wasn't kidding." Santana sat in laugher.
"That was awesome. I want to be in your band if only just to make her crazy." she said.
"So, you'll come to the next practice?" he asked hopefully.
"Santana, do it! You'll love it! You guys can come play at the bar!" she considered the idea for a moment before sighing.
"Why not, let's try it out. I kinda miss singing regularly."
"Awesome!" He said and slapped his hands together as he stood. "I'm going to let the boys know."
"Yeay!" Brittany said smiling and throwing an arm around Santana to hug her. "I'm so happy for you!"
"We'll see how it goes..." Santana said skeptically.
"But San, this is great. It's like exactly what we talked about. You got out and you met new people and you're finding something to do that's for you." she said with a smile. "I'm proud of you." Santana looked down with a shy smile and shrugged.
"I'm trying."
"It's awesome. I think you're going to love the band. Plus, you already know Finn!" Santana closed her eyes and let out a breath.
"Shit, I just agreed to be in a band with Hudson." she said, turning to Brittany. "Is it too late to take it back?"
"Yes!" Brittany giggled at her ridiculousness. "It's going to be fine baby, just don't kill him." she said, putting down her beer and wrapping her arms around her girlfriend's neck as Santana let her hands fell to her waist. "I can't wait to see you in your band."
"Yeah?" Santana asked with a smirk.
"Totally, it's going to be awesome. You're going to be all rock and roll and stuff. It's gonna be super sexy." she smiled and kissed kissed her softly and Santana began to think maybe this wasn't such a bad idea after all.
Across the room Rachel had made her way up to Finn and dragged him reluctantly away from the in depth football conversation he was having with one of his fellow bandmates.
"What's the problem Rach?"
"The problem? What's the problem? Are you kidding?"
"Um..." he looked around. "No..."
"How about Santana joining your band?" she said and he swallowed. "Didn't it even cross your mind that I might be interested in a band? In perfecting my live performance skills? And you ask Santana instead without even mentioning it."
"Whoa, whoa, I didn't ask anyone. The guys heard her sing and they came up with the idea. They just asked me if it was okay." he said.
"And you didn't mention that maybe someone else was better suited for the job?" she asked incredulously.
"Of course I mentioned you! And they think you have an awesome voice! We were just looking for something...different."
"Different." she said pointedly. "What is that supposed to mean?" Finn closed his eyes and shook his head.
"I knew this was going to be a problem. I knew you weren't going to be able to let this go."
"You know how much I love performing. I'm just not sure why you've chosen to go with a far inferior singer rather than even giving me a chance. Can't we convince them to have a try out? We could have a diva off."
"This isn't the glee club Rachel! It's a cover band that we casually threw together to have some fun and make a few extra bucks on the side." he said, getting frustrated with her. "I'm sorry that they guys dig Santana's voice. They like yours too. They specifically said that and even suggested you come sing with us every once in a while. And to be honest, this band was kind of my thing, it's enough having Santana in it, but I'm kind of into the idea of having something to do that doesn't involve my girlfriend." Rachel looked taken aback.
"I wasn't aware you felt that way. Maybe I shouldn't have even come tonight."
"Come on Rachel, don't be like that. This is obviously something I wanted to do with you." he shook his head. "God, is it so bad for me to want to have something on my own? You have this big career your working towards and all I have is a dumb job at the gym. I love you and I love spending time with you, but it's nice to have something that's mine. It's not even a big deal."
"You're certainly making it seem like one."
"Because sometimes I can't stand that you still have to bitch and complain every time you don't get your way." he said. "Maybe it's Santana's turn to get something this time." he shrugged and she narrowed her eyes.
"What's that supposed to mean? You're siding with Santana now?"
"Listen," he said looking around, "I'm not having this argument with you here. These are my friends and this is embarrassing. We'll talk about it at home."
"Are you telling me to leave?"
"No." he said. "I'm just saying drop it for now."
"You know she's going to rub it in my face every chance she gets."
"Well you have to figure out how to deal with it." he said. "Right now, I just want to hang out with everyone and have a good time." He walked back over to his bandmates, effectively ending the conversation. Rachel sat next to Brittany as Santana was up singing once more.
"See, she loves karaoke." Brittany said with a chuckle.
"She's horribly off key." Brittany furrowed her brow and looked over to Rachel.
"No she's not...you're just angry because she's going to be in Finn's band." Brittany said, turning back to Santana with a smile.
"Well I couldn't assume you'd be on anyone other than her side."
"I'm not on anyone's side Rachel. You're the only person who is even making this about sides." she shook her head. "I'm going to sing backup!" she said, running up and joining her girlfriend, leaving Rachel to pout in solitary.
"I'm going to join bands more often if it turns out like this." Santana smiled, kissing Brittany softly and cuddling into her in their bed much later that night. After another hour of so at the karaoke place, they'd headed to one more bar for a drink before heading home with agreements for Santana to come to the next band practice. Brittany giggled.
"Wait till you start performing!" she said, moving to get up.
"Ugh, where are you going it's almost 3 in the morning?" Santana whined, pulling the covers back over herself.
"I'm so thirsty. I'll bring you some water too." she said, opening the door and slamming it shut at the site of Rachel on the couch watching TV. "Oops." she said.
"What happened?" Santana asked, lifting her head from the pillow.
"I didn't think anyone would be out there." Brittany said, shuffling to get a pair of shorts and a t-shirt to wear outside, while laughing at Rachel's comically wide eyes.
"Britt!" Santana popped up. "We've been over this. We live with two other people and one is even a boy. You need to be totally dressed every time you open that damn door."
"Sorry, sorry...it's the middle of the night." she shrugged, heading back out and closing the door behind her. "Sorry Rach." she said.
"I don't know how many times I have to remind you that you are not the only inhabitants of this household." Rachel sighed.
"I just thought it was like the middle of the night and no one would be out here. I was just really thirsty so I thought that I could just grab some water and run back in. Santana and I have-"
"Brittany!" Rachel said with a polite smile. "I have enough information." Brittany bit her lip and nodded.
"Anyway, I'll be more careful." she said, furrowing her brow. "Why are you up anyway?"
"Just thinking."
"You're not really still mad because Santana is going to sing in Finn's band are you?" Rachel just turned her attention to the TV. "Come on Rach, that's crazy. Besides it's going to be awesome. You and I can be like the awesome girlfriends who are with the band."
"I just...I guess I'm disappointed that he doesn't even believe in me enough to let me try out. And he seems to want to get away from me."
"That's nuts. He totally believes in you. This has nothing to do with Finn and how he feels about you." she shook her head. "You know how it works in showbusiness. You have to go with who is right for the part. And this particular part fits Santana." She said with a smile. "I mean, singing in a band isn't really what you want to do anyway." she shrugged and Rachel sighed.
"I guess sometimes my competitive nature with regards to music just gets the best of me. Admittedly even more so when Santana is involved. But Finn said he wanted this to be his thing, as if my involvement would ruin it or something."
"Well it would." Rachel looked confused. "I mean Santana and I have had the same conversation. I have my own things now and she needs hers. You just need to find yours too. And you already have a bunch of things going for you." she let out a breath. "Finn is still figuring things out. He needs to find his own identity and the band is a part of that." Rachel smiled. "It's not like you can't be involved at all. He said he wants you to sing sometimes. It's just his thing."
"Sometimes you're advice is truly outstanding Brittany." Brittany just shrugged.
"I'm good at people things."
"Yeah."
"Go talk to your boyfriend!" she scolded.
"Fine." Rachel sighed dramatically.
"Good, I'm going to go get some water and head back in so Santana and I can-"
"Britt!"
"Go to sleep..." Brittany said with a chuckle and Rachel laughed.
"Oh...right...of course."
"Night Rach." Brittany said, strolling into the kitchen to pick up two bottles of water before heading back into the bedroom."
"What the hell?" Santana asked when she came in. "I was waiting forever."
"Sorry, I was talking to Rachel."
"What did the midget want?" she asked sitting up and taking the glass from Brittany's hands.
"Nothing really." Brittany responded, sliding into the bed. "Just talking about her not getting to try out for the band."
"Oh god, is she really still throwing the bitch fit?"
"It's Rachel. You know how she is."
"It's so much fun rubbing this in her face."
"San, be nice." Brittany whined.
"Nope. This is too much fun and it's not harming anyone." she laughed as she settled in and cuddled up to Brittany so she could fall asleep.
"Finn?" Rachel asked gently as she entered their bedroom which was lit only by the TV.
"Yeah?" he asked, sitting up a little.
"You're up."
"Yeah, couldn't sleep. I was waiting for you." he said with a small smile.
"Sorry about before." she said, sitting on the edge of the bed.
"I'm sorry too Rach. I really didn't mean to upset you. I knew you wouldn't be happy but I mean, it wasn't even my idea."
"It's fine." she smiled. "I overreacted. I'm so used to being the center of attention and always getting the part I guess. I miss performing." He nodded.
"I get that. I totally get that. You're an amazing performer and anyone would miss doing what they love, he said picking up her hand and rubbing small circles against it. "You should find something you want to do as a hobby. Like a theater group or something. You want to get into Broadway."
"Yeah." she said, thinking for a moment. "You're right."
"Plus you can totally come sing a couple songs with us whenever we play. Maybe you and Santana can sing a duet." he smiled and she looked skeptical.
"Let's not get ahead of ourselves." He just chuckled.
"Listen, it wasn't personal. They just liked Santana's style. And it's not like they were looking, it kind of just happened. You're the best Rachel and this doesn't mean I'm any less aware of it." she smiled broadly. "And that whole me thing...it's just...it's not about you either. It's just..."
"No I get it." she said firmly. "I was talking to Brittany just now and I think I understand. You just need to find your own identity here."
"Yeah." he smiled. "Exactly. This is a good outlet for me."
"I agree and I have since you first came up with it."
"Why don't we do some research tomorrow on finding you some theater groups or auditions that you could do? This way you still get to perform? And it'll be your thing."
"That sounds great." she said leaning over to kiss him gently. "I'm sorry I got so crazy."
"It's cool." he said with a lopsided smirk as he pulled her forward. "Come to bed." he said, and kissed her again as he turned off the TV with his free hand and let the room go dark.
Wednesday afternoon Santana walked up the stairs and opened the door to find an empty living room. She called out to Brittany and heard her answer from the bedroom but made her way to the kitchen and grabbed a bottle of water. Closing the door to the fridge she sighed and plopped herself down at the kitchen table when she heard a strange sound. Meeeeow
"What the-" Meeeeoooow she stood up. "Brittany!"
"One second!" she said, hearing Brittany rummaging through things in the bedroom and emerging a couple moments later as Santana eyed her skeptically.
"Britt, is there a cat here?"
"What?" Brittany asked with wide eyes and Santana knew immediately that there was.
"I said, is there a cat here?"
"What makes you think that?"
"The constant meowing that I keep hearing."
"Oh...well not a cat exactly." The locked turned and Rachel and Finn shuffled in, catching the conversation midway through.
"What do you mean not a cat?"
"Well...first of all they're kittens."
"They?" Finn asked.
"Yeah, there's...there's 5."
"Brittany!"
"No, I didn't like buy them or anything. See I was working last night and I went out to the alley for a minute to go to the basement for something and I saw these adorable little kittens. They were all lost and alone and so cute." she said sadly. "So I went back today and I picked them up."
"What? Why?" Santana asked.
"I couldn't just leave them there San." she said looking at Santana like she was insane.
"Um, yes you could have."
"I'm allergic to cats." Finn said.
"Guys, they're so cute you have to see them." Brittany said running into the bedroom and emerging a moment later with a cardboard box that seemed to be meowing. "Look!" she said, placing it on the table.
"Oh my goodness they're so adorable!" Rachel said, grabbing one immediately.
"That's Finn!" she said smiling as Rachel nestled the small orange kitten into her neck.
"Finn?" Santana asked with extreme curiosity.
"Yeah. He's really long and awkward and he keeps bumping into things." she said as if it were obvious. "The little one that never shuts up is Rachel."
"Well that's accurate." Santana muttered.
"And the orange and black and white on is Santana because she keeps slapping Rachel whenever she talks."
"What? You can't name the cat after me!"
"Why not?" Brittany asked sadly.
"What about the other two?" Rachel asked.
"Oh!" Brittany said lighting up once more. "Those are Mike and Tina. I called them that because they like to cuddle each other and they're so quiet sometimes I forget they're even there." she said proudly. Finn's mouth hung open in shock.
"Britts what are you planning on doing with these guys? We can't keep them." she said, shaking her head.
"But...but Santana I miss Lord Tubbington so much and I really, really want a cat and these are perfect. They just popped up in front of me! It was like fate!" Santana sighed and muttered something in Spanish.
"I'm allergic to cats." Finn said and Santana glared at him.
"Oh please, you're not that allergic. You seem fine."
"But-"
"They're so cute Finn." Rachel said, cuddling another cat with a giggle. "Don't you think you can try and make it work?
"I..but...how?"
"Allergy medication or something. I mean we can try."
"I can make sure they're never in your room." Brittany offered.
"Whoa, whoa not so fast."
"Santana please." Brittany whined and Santana sighed. "You know how much I love cats. I feel so empty without having one in the house."
"We cannot keep 5 cats Brittany."
"Well that's not a problem, I already talked to Bridgette and she wants a black kitten so I told her she could take Tina."
"We cannot have 4 kittens either."
"Still not a problem. I pretty much told her she had to take Mike if she was taking Tina." she smiled proudly.
"One is negotiable." Finn said.
"But guys, I want a pair. Like a boy and a girl." Brittany said.
"We can't just put them in a shelter or something, they could be killed. I know firsthand about the dangers of animal shelters in big cities."
"Killed?" Brittany asked horrified and Santana shot Rachel a glare.
"Listen," Santana said, playing with a shoelace that the little cat Brittany had named after her was chasing, "maybe having two isn't so bad." she said, laughing as the cat fell over awkwardly as it tried to grab at the string. "They can keep each other company." she shrugged. "But not three."
"Um, do I have any say in this at all?" Finn asked.
"No!" Rachel and Santana said in unison and he sighed.
"I think we can keep two." Rachel said, nuzzling her nose into the orange kitten's own.
"What about the other one? I mean, what's going to happen? We can't just dump it or put it in a shelter that's going to kill it!" Brittany insisted.
"No, Britt, don't worry." Santana re-assured as she continued to play. "We'll put up signs or something. We'll find someone to take it. It can stay until then.
"Which one?" she asked sadly.
"Well, which do you want to keep?"
"Definitely Santana." she smirked.
"Okay, the names are going to have to change." Santana said, shaking her head.
"Okay, she's Ariel now."
"Ariel?"
"Yeah, cause she's got the orange." she shrugged. "I was already expecting you wouldn't want her to be named after you."
"Which other one?"
"This one." Rachel said. "He's so cute!"
"Good, I don't want that screaming Berry cat." she said nodding towards the box at the small kitten who was trying to hurdle itself over the edge.
"This is a disaster." Finn said.
"We'll figure it out Finn. Besides, we need pets." Rachel said as she continued to coo at the kitten on her lap.
"His name is Sebastian!"
"I love it!" Rachel said with a squeal, kissing the small kitten on the head before setting him down, where he made a bee-line for Finn and Rachel's room.
"I thought you said they'd stay out of there!" Finn sighed and the others just laughed. "This sucks." he said, rubbing an itchy eye. "I can't believe I got talked into having cats."
"Well you didn't...we just didn't ask." Santana shrugged.