Maribel took pictures before waking them up for pizza, she couldn't help it, for once Santana was sleeping with a smile on her face and not a frown. "Come on girls dinner." Maribel lightly shook Brittany's shoulder.

Brittany blinked yawning and stretching, it took her a few seconds to remember what had happened and that the Latina sleeping on her was now out and her girlfriend, but when she did Brittany smiled softly down at Santana stroking her hair. "Baby, pizza's here."

"Pizza?" Santana mumbled opening one eye.

"Yes."

Pushing herself up off of Brittany's lap Santana stretched rubbing her face, feeling drool at the side of her mouth she quickly wiped it away, it was too much to hope Brittany didn't see it, there was an obvious drool mark on the blonde's jeans. "Sorry." Santana murmured sitting the rest of the way up.

Brittany shrugged standing "I know I've drooled on you too. Come on," offering her hands to Santana she smiled "I know you're hungry, you didn't eat your breadstix." once she'd fallen asleep Brittany had gently pried the bag away from her and given it to Maribel.

"Famished." Santana admitted taking Brittany's hands and letting the blonde pull her to her feet, standing toe to toe Santana grinned taking the opportunity of their closeness to steal a kiss, Brittany giggled. Keeping one of Brittany's hands in hers Santana lead the way to the dining room."Let's get these babies fed so we can get back to cuddles."

"Yes ma'am." letting Santana pull her along Brittany grinned giving a quick glance at Santana's butt.


"These come close to Brittany's dad's ribs," Mike pointed at the ribs on the menu before whispering "but I think Mr. Pierce's are better."

Quinn chuckled agreeing "That man can cook." hearing her phone pinging Quinn shook her head knowing it was other Glee girls that had seen her and Mike's posts, Mike's phone was going off too.

"Do you want to start with egg rolls?" Mike asked.

"That's sounds good..." Quinn wrinkled her nose pointing at the menu "Does that say baby octopus?"

"It's good, taste like chicken." Mike promised with a grin, wondering just how adventurous Quinn was with food he asked. "If I get it will you try it?"

Quinn sat silent for a moment before nodding, she was tired of safe "Okay."


Santana sighed, watching Brittany help her mom with the dishes Santana looked at her dad when he asked. "What's going on Santana?"

"I don't know what I'm doing, I don't know what to do with a girlfriend." Santana admitted helping her dad set up the board game they were going to play.

Chuckling Luis said "You know exactly what to do." her eyes narrowing she waited for him to continue, because obviously she had no clue. "You treat her like you've always treated her, it was kind of the thing that gave it away. Well that and your mother and I caught you checking her out a few times."

"Oh." Santana couldn't think of anything else to say as she blushed.

"Sunglasses work wonders mija."


"Mrs. Lopez can I ask you something?" drying the plate in her hand Brittany put it on the counter with the other two.

"Why am I suddenly Mrs. Lopez?" Maribel asked handing her another plate "What happened to Maribel?"

"I...aren't you supposed to be Mrs. Lopez? I'm dating Santana now, I thought that's what I have to call you now." Brittany held the last plate in her hand "I'm going to mess this up, I don't know how to be a girlfriend or treat a girlfriend or..."

Lightly taking a hold of Brittany's biceps Maribel smiled "What do you do when Santana's sad?"

"Cuddles and food."

"And if she mad?"

"Kisses." Brittany smiled dreamily, it was more than kisses but she wasn't telling Maribel that.

"Nothing has changed sweetie." Maribel promised, Brittany smiled again "What?"

"Santana calls me sweetie."

"See you're already a step ahead with pet names." when Brittany tilted her head Maribel automatically explained "That's what you call the cute nicknames you call your girlfriend, boyfriend, wife or husband."

"Oh, I call her honey and baby." Brittany beamed looking over to Santana, who smiled back.

Maribel smiled "Never worry about messing up, just be yourself."

"Okay." Brittany nodded still watching Santana.


Normally her dads wouldn't allow her to have her laptop at the dinner table but she was trying to learn something that would help her grow as a person, she was trying to learn about someone else's hobby. Squinting at the lap top Rachel asked "So is she a lesbian? I mean it's an island of women."

LeRoy chuckled "Just learn about her history, when her comic first came out, who is her nemesis, that's going to be what Finn knows."

"Okay." Rachel nodded continuing to take notes as she ate dinner, she decided to give each superhero their own page.

"They do have encyclopedias with all this information, we could buy them when we go to the comic book store tomorrow." Hiram offered.

"Really?" Rachel looked up from her notebook.

"Yes, then you can see who his favorites are, look them up..."

"Thank you Daddy." jumping up from her seat Rachel hugged her father.


Quinn wrinkled her nose as Mike took a video of her trying the baby octopus, after a moment of chewing she said "It does taste like chicken." quickly posting it and tagging her in the post he put his phone away. Mike nodded, glancing at her barbecued ribs he smiled, it was good to see her eating. "What?" Quinn eyed him.

"Just glad you're off the Cheerios." he and Matt were always concerned with The Unholy Trinity's diet, it wasn't healthy and scared them. "I don't like the weigh in and diet thing Coach Sylvester does, it's not healthy." Mike shook his head Quinn understood.

She'd had the conversation with Mercedes when the black girl joined the Cheerios, "I'm learning new ways to eat and maintain," Quinn glanced down smiling at her sleeping daughter "she saved my life," Mike listened as Quinn talked "at the time I thought she was the worst thing that could happen to me, but without her I would have continued to starve myself and..." Mike knew when she stopped she was thinking about all the times she'd thrown up after eating, Santana and Brittany too. "And for what a cheerleading championship." Quinn shook her head. "Not worth it."

"If you ever feel like you're slipping..."

"I'll give you a call." Quinn promised giving his hand a squeeze. "If you ever find yourself in need of a running partner or two, we're available."

"I'll call." Mike smiled. "New coach is letting us work out at the school when she's there, a couple of us are going tomorrow morning."

"What time?" Quinn asked poking at another baby octopus.

"5am,"Mike watched her as she picked one up "you're really eating another one?"

"Taste like chicken." Quinn shrugged shoving it in her mouth, Mike chuckled.


Running his hand over his mohawk Puck opened the trunk of the car grabbing out Artie's wheelchair, setting it up he rolled it over to the boy holding it in place as Artie climbed into the chair himself. "You sure you're cool helping me out tomorrow? It's just weird pulling a pregnant chick around." honestly he was afraid Santana would fall off which would scare the hell out of him and probably get his ass beat by Quinn, Brittany and Finn. Artie nodded, Puck exhaled relieved "I'll pick you up at 5."

"As in the morning?" Artie asked rolling himself to the front door.

"Yea, coach has some stuff to do so I can train at school, which means weights too."

"I hear the new coach is better."

"Yea, and she's got the best name for a coach. Beiste, I mean who doesn't want a football coach called beast." Puck chuckled. "She's got us training in the off season too, suggested we take dance to be light on our feet. Do you know how many hot girls dance?"

Artie chuckled at Puck's moan "She sounds like a good coach."

"Yea." Puck nodded. "So tomorrow?"

"Tomorrow." Artie agreed as the front door opened. "Hi Mom."

Puck grinned at Artie's before wiggling his eyebrows at Artie "Noah Puckerman, friend of Artie's from Glee. I was a jerk but I'm not now." he promised seeing the eyebrow arch at his name.

"Artie?" she questioned her son.

"He's cool Mom, we're going to work out tomorrow morning." Artie said rolling into the house.

"If that's okay with you ma'am." Puck knew she didn't trust him.

"What time?" she narrowed her eyes questioning Puck.

"I will be here at 5am, I will have Matt with me." Puck promised.

"How long is practice?"

"Until 8, then we go to Omelette House."

"And why do you suddenly need my son?"

"Sled pull, he'll sit on the sled while I run, pulling it with a special made harness." Puck explained. "I normally would pull Santana or Brittany but at the moment that is not possible."

"And why is that?" she crossed her arms.

"Santana's the one I told you about Mom." Artie answered.

"Oh, okay." Mrs. Abrams nodded finally agreeing. "Alright."


His mom finally home Finn offered her part of his sandwich which she took "So, I talked to Rachel."

"How did that go?"

"Good, we went to the movies as friends but I'm going to take her out Friday night, I told her we can date but we've got to take it slow."

"How did Santana take it?"

Finn grinned "She was busy, with Brittany."

Carole shook her head confused by his mischievous grin "I don't understand." Taking out his phone Finn pulled up the text from Puck, pushing start he handed his mom the phone it took a few seconds, Finn's pep talk, Santana walking over to Brittany before actually kissing her "Oh..." her eyes suddenly widing Carole nodded understanding what Finn meant by 'more than friends', "Ohhh." Brittany's hand on Santana's butt solidified that it wasn't a one way kind of thing, handing Finn's phone back she asked "Why didn't you tell me?"

"I thought you'd figure it out after seeing them together." Finn admitted.

"And how do you feel about it?" Carole asked carefully.

Finn thought for a moment "I mean I knew she liked Brittany which is why I was confused that she slept with...me" Finn wasn't about to mention Santana or Brittany's sexcapades. "but I figured it was a, she just liked everyone situation, not a scared hiding thing."

"Why not scared?"

Finn chuckled shrugging "I mean she's Santana, she's not afraid of anything."

"So if Santana and Brittany stay together how are you going to feel about them raising your daughters?" Carole asked.

"What do mean?" Finn asked confused.

"Never mind." Carole shook her head realizing it wasn't going to be a problem and hoping she hadn't started one by asking.