"WHAT, THE BALLS?" Rachel said in disgust as she watched Mercedes' performance. "First you get the exotic Stefani Joanne Angelina Germanotta solo that I deserved, then you use it to show your love for tater tots!"

"As much as I don't want to agree with hobbit over there, I do," Santana replied. "If anyone deserves a Lady Gaga solo it should be me."

"Guys!" Mr. Schuester said interrupting the dispute. "I gave the Edge of Glory solo to Mercedes for a reason." Mr. Schuester stopped and turned towards Mercedes. "What was it about though, Mercedes?"

Mercedes saw the faces of her friends. They were angry, confused and sad. She looked towards Sam, who knew what was going on. She opened her mouth, but no words came out. Fear came across her, and she ran out.

"Can I try the solo Mr. Schuester?" Tina asked.

"Wait…you can talk Tina?"

Mercedes sat in her car, looking at her plate of tots. She picked up the top tot. She looked at it. The golden crust on the outside. She rubbed it between her index finger and her thumb. She accidently squished it while performing this action, however. She watch the potatoes slowly ooze out of it. She got her finger and scooped the potatoes up and put her finger in her mouth. She loved the way it tasted. So delicious, yet soft. So warming, yet spicy. She looked at the tater tot. As she saw the bumps, it reminded her of how un-perfect it can sometimes be. How it can change someone's life, even a sexual orientation! She realized that coming out as a totsexual wasn't going to be easy and it's the tater tots fault in the first place! She threw it up against her car window, and broke into tears. She rested her forehead against her driving wheel, letting her tears drip to her feet. How did she end up like this?

"Young one don't cry."

Mercedes lifted her head up. "Where did that come from!" she frantically said.

"From me. Your god, your savior."

Mercedes looked at the sky in awe. "Jesus, why are you here?"

"Bitch, I ain't Jesus! I'm the tater tot god. And I'm not in the sky. I'm down here. On the plate."

Mercedes looked down at the plate. "Why are you coming to me? Don't you have other tots to save?"

"I do indeed, but you're the most important thing right now." the tater tot god replied. "Mercedes, you shouldn't be upset at being a totsexual. You should embrace it. You know your friend, the really really hot one?"

"Sam…my ex-boyfriend." Mercedes said with her face downcast.

"No, the Asian. He embraces being Asian, and you should embrace being totsexual. Remember what your favorite teacher, gaga, said? You were born this way, baby. God made you perfect, and you should embrace being totsexual." Mercedes smiled.

"But how do I embrace it? It's not easy to tell everyone your totsexual."

"That you must find out. Goodbye fellow totsexual."

Mercedes smiled.

"I'm a size five." Mercedes said to the shoe-keeper. "Tots, what ice-skate size are you?"

"M'am, I don't think those tots can talk."

Mercedes stared at the guy. She stared at him. She STARED at him.

The lights went out.

"Now you listen here, don't make fun of my tots okay?" The man couldn't speak. Mercedes stuffed tots in his nose and in his throat. He couldn't breath. As he took in his last inhale of oxygen, Mercedes got a bullet and shot him in the head. "Bitch mess with my tots…. Dayum."

Mercedes stepped onto the ice rink holding her tots in red bucket. So tots, how is this for a first date? It's better than the movies, or a picnic. But I really brought you here for a reason. I need advice. Should I tell everyone about our relationship and how I'm totsexual? What if they judge me? Yes, I know I told Sam. But that was impulse. I saw how he reacted… what if everybody reacts that way?"

The tots glimmered under the disco ball.

"I was born this way. But, I have to admit it; it's not how easy I thought it would be. I have a love for you tots, and no one can break it. I love you, but it's hard to love you and not be able to show it"

Mercedes heard a song come over the speakers. She felt like she was the only one skating. Just her and her tots.

He put it on me, I put it on,
Like there was nothing wrong.
It didn't fit,
It wasn't right.

Wasn't just the size.
They say you know,
When you know.
I don't know.

I didn't feel
The fairytale feeling, no.
Am I a stupid girl
For even dreaming that I could.

She knew this song. It fit her. Everything isn't like those movies. Not many people will accept her as totsexual. She just wished they would.

If it's not like the movies,
Thats how it should be, yeah.
When he's the one,
I'll come undone,
And my world will stop spinning
And that's just the beginning, yeah.

When she finished, she realized that she was singing alone in the middle, with everyone watching her. She stared at them all. She stared at them. She STARED at them.

The lights went out.

As she was driving back from her first date, she thought about her tots and how she would come out. She asked them how they would come out, but they didn't respond, Mercedes thought they were a little shy.

She got a text from Blaine Anderson on her new iphone.

Blaine: Courage!

Mercedes: wtf

Blaine: Courage!

Mercedes: gtfo you hobbit

Blaine: Courage!

Mercedes: wtf how do u know i need courage

Blaine: I KNOW ABOUT EVERYTHING NOW HAVE COURAGE OKAY?

Mercedes: wtf

She turned off her phone. Maybe the hobbit was right. She does need courage. She needed to come out, and if the people didn't like it, screw them. She was going to listen to Blaine Warbler, and how he said to have courage. She was going to listen to her tot god, how he told her she was born this way. Lastly, she was going to listen to her heart. She knew the first step to coming out: Tell Kurt.