Finchel drabbles- # 5
Asked by: czarnabastet
Prompt: "Future!Finchel babysitting Quick's kids!"
"Maybe we should have waited…"
Rachel sighed, ringing the doorbell. "Nonsense."
"You're three months pregnant, I'm just saying."
"My pregnancy has nothing to do with this. We're not skydiving or climbing the Rocky Mountains. We're babysitting, Finn."
Finn tugged on the collar of his shirt and ran a nervous hand through his hair. "Don't underestimate those little mons—"
"Finn!" She swatted his arm. "Thomas and Ally were little angels the last time we sat for them."
"Yeah, that's because neither of them had teeth yet." Finn commented wryly. "I've heard some horror stories from Tina and Mike. They were here last week!" He scratched the back of his head. "And let me tell you, they won't be back for seconds."
"Quinn and Puck sure do go out a lot. Much more than we do." Rachel pouted.
Finn rolled his eyes and gently bumped his hip against hers. "Don't say I never take you anywhere." He winked, making her giggle. "And Quinn and Puck go out so often because they don't want to be around their devil spaw—"
Rachel stepped on his foot, hard, as Quinn opened the door. She sighed. "Thank God! I thought you two were never getting here." The frazzled blonde held a crying three year old Ally in her arms. "Come in, come in!"
"We rang the doorbell for, like, an hour—"
"We," Rachel cut him off, giving him a glare that told him to shut up or there'd be no sex for a week. His mouth snapped shut. "were only outside for a few minutes." She smiled politely at Quinn as they made their way inside the Puckerman residence.
"Don't worry about it. Here, let me take Ally," Rachel gently pulled the crying girl away from her mother, disentangling her little fists from Quinn's hair. "You go finish getting ready."
Quinn sighed. "I think Tommy hit her on the head with his truck again. He's been so hostile lately."
"Puck letting him watch wrestling with him again?" Finn tried not to smirk at the fuming look passing over Quinn's face.
"He better not!" She turned and stormed up the stairs and Rachel glanced at Finn, gently bouncing Ally in her arms.
"You're an instigator."
"Whatever, alligators are cool." Finn shrugged, smiling at Ally.
Rachel shook her head and a giggle escaped her mouth. "An instigator is not a type of alligator, Finn."
Finn watched as Ally curled her fingers around Rachel's shirt, tugging as she cried. "Hey," Finn cooed. "Shh, it's okay." He gently touched her hair, tickling the soft skin under her chin.
Ally hiccupped and looked up at Finn, her tears slowing as he started to hum a tune to her. Rachel smirked and passed her over to him as his arms opened. He smiled and jiggled her in his arms until she started giggling, tugging the one side of his collared shirt.
"Unnnn inn!" She squealed and Finn laughed, tickling her stomach.
"Yes! Uncle Finn is here!"
Rachel smiled as she shook her head, turning to see Puck walk down the stairs with a six year old Thomas over his shoulder.
"Thanks for sicking Quinn on me about the wrestling, avocado." Puck said to Finn, setting Thomas down on the floor as he reached the bottom of the stairs. Thomas ran into the living room with a loud roar.
Finn smiled as Ally touched his face, squeezing his cheek. He quirked an eyebrow at Puck, realizing what he just said. "Avocado?"
He sighed, rolling his eyes. "Yeah, Quinn's idea. No swearing in front of the kiddies so…we say a variety of fruits and veggies instead."
Finn could only guess what avocado stood for. "Uh, good idea on Quinn's part, Puck."
"Yeah, if you could only hear her around period time. Quinn's screaming so many 'bananas', 'avocados' and 'figs' that our neighbors think we're arguing over fruit baskets."
Rachel giggled as Finn set Ally down, who ran into the living room. Finn watched her until she was out of sight and turned to Puck as Quinn came downstairs.
"Let's go, we're going to be late."
Rachel smiled. "Dinner and a movie?"
He smirked as Puck rolled his eyes briefly, but planted a smile as Quinn looped her arm around his. Finn watched Thomas and Ally in the living room as Rachel ushered Puck and Quinn out, assuring them everything would be fine, that they'd only be gone for a few hours and that they promised that they'd have them in bed by nine.
It was when Rachel closed the front door that all hell broke loose.
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The living room was a mess. Pillows were everywhere, books had been pushed off the coffee table and were open face down on the floor, the coffee table had been bumped into so many times that it was against the fireplace and toys scattered basically every surface of the carpet.
Finn covered his ears as Thomas screamed, running around the living room with a plush dinosaur in one hand and a Barbie in the other. Man, the kid had some pipes on him. No doubt the baby of two singers.
He glanced at Rachel in the kitchen; she was trying to put together a healthy snack for them before bed.
"Rach, what are you making?" He asked, trying to raise his voice over Thomas.
Ally ran after Thomas from her spot on the floor, discovering he had her Barbie. "GIIIIIIIIII!" She screamed and Finn groaned, standing up.
"Thomas, give Ally back her doll." He tried, stepping over Legos as he headed into the kitchen.
"Why didn't we actually consider that Puck's toddlers would misbehave just as much as he does before we said yes?" Rachel only smirked in response.
He wrapped his arms around Rachel's midsection, burying his nose in her hair as he gently rubbed her pregnant belly. He placed a kiss on the back of her neck.
"What are you making?"
"Mini pizzas." Rachel leaned back into Finn's chest. "Mini, mini pizzas." She giggled, correcting herself. "Don't want their bellies to be upset before bed." She put the tray into the oven and set the timer. She turned around and wrapped her arms around Finn's neck.
He smiled and kissed her softly, rubbing her lower back. "Kwiiiiissses!" Ally squealed.
Finn smirked against Rachel's lips and turned his head to look at Ally in the doorway of the kitchen, blushing and smiling up at him.
"That's right, Ally. Kisses." Finn slowly pulled away from Rachel and inched towards her, crouching a little as he moved.
"Oh, no Ally!" Rachel grinned. "Uncle Finn has turned into the kissing monster! Run!"
Ally jumped up and down and squealed, tugging on her pink shirt before turning and running away as fast as her little legs could take her…which wasn't far at all as Finn scooped her up from behind. He kissed her all along her tummy and she giggled, kicking her legs.
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At least there were some quiet moments to outweigh the loud and crazy ones. But every time the Puckerman kids seemed to settle down, something would happen and they'd erupt like little volcanoes.
Finn held Ally on his lap, gently bouncing her with his legs. He knew she had a bit of a crush on him; she was literally attached to his leg every time he visited Puck to watch football on his flat screen. And babysitting night was no different. It was basically all Rachel's fault.
One night when he and Rachel had come over to have dinner with Quinn and Puck, Rachel had read Ally Cinderella as Quinn set the table. Of course, Rachel had to go on and on about how Finn was her prince, which was just fine and dandy with him until Ally had started calling him 'piiiinnse fiii'. He had blushed a dark red and glared at Rachel for laughing a bit too loud.
Now anytime Rachel called him 'Prince Finn' in their own house he attacked her with kisses.
So Ally attached herself to him like a jellyfish sucking onto someone's leg at the beach; that was fine. She was adorable and he liked being around her, making her giggle or smile. Besides, she was a lot quieter than Thomas.
He glanced up at Rachel, who was adjusting Thomas's shirt as he tried to run around with a fire truck making wailing noises. Thomas picked up one of Ally's dolls and slammed the fire truck head on into doll's face. Finn winced as the head lolled and then popped off in one fluid motion.
It was like a meteor hitting the earth.
Ally took one look at her doll and the head on the floor and starting screaming, big, fat tears rolling down her chubby cheeks. Rachel gasped and picked the doll's head up.
"Thomas, you know better than to play with your sister's things!"
"Myyyy dad says sharing is caring."
Rachel rolled her eyes. "Of course he does. You need to apologize; you broke something that wasn't yours."
Thomas looked up at Rachel's face and then her stomach. "Do you have a pillow under there?" He pointed at her stomach. "You're a lot fatter than my mommy."
"Hey." Finn scolded. "Watch it."
Rachel just chuckled. "It's okay, he doesn't know any better."
"You sure you still want one of these?" Finn asked skeptically, referring to children.
She threw a pillow at his leg. "Hush." She looked down at Thomas as Finn picked Ally off his lap and held her against his chest, rocking her gently, trying to get her to calm down. "I'm pregnant. I'm having a baby, Thomas. Like when your mom had your sister. You're probably too young to even remember but your mom looked just like me."
Thomas raised his eyebrows and then leaned against Rachel's leg.
"Shhh," Finn stood and took the doll's head from Rachel and snagged the decapitated body from Thomas's hands. He snapped the head back in place and rubbed Ally's shoulder. "Hey, sweetheart, look. Look."
She slowly turned around and rubbed her eyes. She looked over her doll…like it was somehow a twin of the one with the missing head. "Mah…"
"Yeah, your doll. All brand new." He smiled, kissing her head as she took the doll from him. He sat back down on the couch, with Ally in his lap and shook his head.
Her tears were gone as soon as they had appeared and she was giggling again, like her doll had told her a funny joke.
"Can I hear a story?" Thomas asked, a bit loud, tugging on Rachel's shirt.
Rachel looked at the time, making sure it wasn't quite nine yet before she agreed. She nodded. "Of course, but right after this, it's bedtime."
Thomas pouted but then brightened up a moment. "Can I sit on your lap?"
She laughed. "Sure." She reached down and picked him up, settling him on her lap. He leaned right back into her chest and smiled up at her.
Finn watched the whole thing and shook his head. Don't think I don't know what you're up to, Thomas. I don't care how old you are, I know what it looks like when someone's attracted to my wife.
"What's the matter?" She asked. She must have seen the investigative looks on his face.
He looked up at Rachel and gave Thomas a pointed look. "I don't like how he keeps looking at you…all starry eyed. He got a puppy love look on his face!"
Rachel rolled her eyes. "He's six, Finn."
"He's Puck's clone."
She just laughed, shook her head, pulled Thomas close and began a story of a football champion falling in love with a broadway star.
Thomas hated the story. Finn totally loved it.
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"Ally went down easy. Out like a light as soon as her head hit the pillow." Finn said, sitting down on the couch. He lifted Rachel's feet and set them on his lap, massaging her ankles.
"Thomas was good too." She yawned. "I think he tired himself out, running around the house saying 'no, bed, no'." She laughed softly.
Finn shook his head and smiled. "He try to grab your boob?" She kicked his hand. "Ow."
"Finn Hudson."
"Don't Hudson me, Mrs. Hudson." He stuck his tongue out at her and gently clasped her ankle to pull her one foot back to his lap. "He may only be six but I know what that kid's thinking. And you got some nice breasts." He winked at her as she covered her face, laughing but blushing dark red too.
"Well I'm glad you think so."
"I know so."
Silence covered the room for a few moments, only broken with yawns from Rachel. He looked at her and set her feet down, motioning for her to switch her position. She turned and comfortably rested her head on his thigh.
"Tired, baby?" He asked softly, running his hand through her soft curls. He pulled a blanket down from the back of the couch and rested it over her body.
She nodded into his leg. "Yeah, babysitting takes a lot out of me."
Finn chuckled. "If we were babysitting normal kids I don't think it would have been so bad."
She smiled into his jeans. "It wasn't bad at all. I love Quinn's kids, especially Ally. She's such a sweetheart. And she adores you, like I do. So I understand where she's coming from."
He smirked, stroking her cheek with his thumb. He watched her eyes flutter close at his touch.
"Do you think…?" Rachel hesitated, her voice drowsy. She was so close to falling asleep. "Do you think we'll be good parents?"
Finn nodded, even though he knew Rachel was long gone, snoring softly on his lap. "If you've taught me anything Rachel, it's that we can do anything."
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