Puck stood in front of the baby store, he'd managed to get Finn, Mike and Matt to come with him, and Kurt volenteered once he heard what was going on. "That's a lot of pink man."
"I promise you there's more then pink in there." Kurt chirped "Shall we?" Kurt practically skipped into the store, Puck chuckled admitting following behind.
"At least with him here I won't get something Quinn hates."
"It's not about Quinn it's about you." Kurt practically sang "You want something that every time Beth sees it she'll think of Daddy."
"A mohawk or a leather jacket." Matt punched Puck's shoulder, Puck chuckled but his face lit up.
"What about that?" Puck pointed behind Kurt, turning Kurt gave an appoving nod.
"It does scream Baby Puckerman." it was appeared to be a tiny leather jacket.
"Dude, what about this?" Kurt groaned seeing Finn hold up a baby beanie with a faux mohawk, Puck grinned.
"Perfect." Puck grinned.
"Why am I here again?" Kurt sighed disappointed.
Puck shrugged offering "You wanted to." Matt and Mike held up a stuffed guitar and stuffed football, both defined who Puck was, "Yes!" nodding Puck grabbed a cart putting everything they'd held up and the faux leather jacket in it. "I like this." Puck held up a completely girlie white dress showing Kurt, Kurt nodded.
"What about diapers?"
"Yea, they said babies go through a shit ton of those, Finn grab a cart, put newborn diapers in it." Puck told him.
"Maribel said babies grow out of those pretty fast, you want me to get the next size up too?" Finn asked.
"Yea, thanks man." Puck nodded. "Okay what else?" Puck looked at Kurt.
"Things to go with her dress." Kurt explained "Tights, headband, shoes..."
"You wanna grab that?" Puck asked.
"No problem. Oh, find her a blanket." Kurt called out over his shoulder.
"Hi may I help you?" Puck wasn't sure where the lady came from but he didn't need help, that's why he brought the guys.
"Just getting baby shit." Puck shook his head.
"Hi." Kurt slipped up behind Puck resting his hands on the other boy's shoulders "He means no thank you, we've got it covered." Puck rolled his eyes but let Kurt talk to the lady.
"Hey." Puck called stepping away from them calling out to Finn "You should look for shit for your girls while you're here."
"Red." Kurt chirped. "They will look gorgeous in red."
"Okay." Finn nodded.
"What's this?" Santana chuckled at the sight of the living room, the coffee table and other little tables had been moved out of the way.
"We're watching Footloose!" Mike blurted, Quinn smiled swaying with the baby in her arms.
"Yay!" Brittany bounced excitedly, beaming Mike moved the bassinet over by a gliding rocking chair, Santana nodded, they always moved the furniture out of the way when dancing was involved in the movies.
"Hello girls." Judy Fabray smiled at Santana and Brittany, Santana could see the sadness in her eyes, Mrs. Fabray had been through a lot.
"Hello Mrs. Fabray, thank you for letting Quinn have us over." Santana could be proper and polite when need be.
"When Quinnie said you girls hadn't had a movie night in a while I just couldn't say no." Judy smiled at Quinn, she really was trying to make up for everything. "Matthew and Arthur are getting the snacks, if you need me I will be in my room."
"Are you sure you don't want to watch the movie with us?" Quinn asked before putting Beth in the bassinet.
"No you children go ahead." Judy gestured to the television before leaving the room.
"Did we have to invite Wheels?" Santana muttered to Quinn.
"Brittany's dating him." Quinn reminded. "I thought you liked him?
"That doesn't mean we have to invite him and no I tolerate the little perv, he keeps staring at my tits and had the balls to ask me how much bigger they were going to get. And if he could see them." Santana glared at the boy in the wheelchair as Matt wheeled him in.
"Play nice." Quinn hip checked Santana before sitting in the gliding rocking chair. "You can't beat up a boy in a wheelchair, it's not nice."
"I don't see a wheelchair I see a perv with roving eyes." Santana muttered sitting on the love seat. "And if his hands rove I'm gonna break 'em."
She wanted to throw up, dropping her head to Matt's shoulder Santana closed her eyes, it was literally make her sick to her stomach to see Brittany with Artie. "Do you want me to take you home San?" Matt whispered. Feeling Santana shake her head he whispered again "If it gets too much I will."
"Thanks." Santana whimpered seeing Brittany sitting on Artie's lap cuddling with the boy.
The only thing that made Santana feel better was Mike and Brittany dancing for most of the movie, it meant Brittany wasn't sitting with or on Artie.
"She could be dating anyone but she picked him, why the fuck did she have to pick him?" Santana muttered.
"Because she knew it would bug you the most." Matt suggested.
"He's not right for her." Santana shook her head slightly waddling to the truck.
"Well the person she wants is unavailable." Matt reminded opening the door for Santana.
"I just..." Santana sighed "Why him?"
"Brittany, sweetie, we need to talk." taking Brittany's hand Quinn walked the taller blonde over to the love seat. Matt had taken Santana home and Artie's mom had picked him up so it left Mike to take Brittany home but Quinn had asked him to wait. Once they were both seated Quinn asked "Why him?"
"Why him what?"
"Why did you break up with Mike and why are you dating Artie, we all know that's not who you really want." Quinn waited for the other blonde to speak.
"Mike likes... someone else, I couldn't keep dating him knowing that, it would be mean." Brittany explained. "And Artie was just so sad after he broke up with Tina..."
"You're dating Artie because he's sad?" Quinn asked, seeing Brittany nod Quinn shook her head "We don't date people because they're sad Brittany, we date them because we like them."
"But you want to date Finn and you don't like him anymore." Brittany said confused.
"I'm not you Brittany and I don't want to date Finn...I don't think..." Quinn wasn't sure herself, Finn was safe and he was being nice to her which made it all confusing. "This isn't about me, it's about you." Quinn shook her head clearing her mind. "You need to break up with Artie, he's still hung up on Tina and he's kinda pervy."
"Why does everyone keep saying that?" Brittany tilted her head.
"He tried to change how Tina dressed when they were dating B and he stares at girls boobs all the time." Quinn explained.
"So do I." Brittany shrugged.
Quinn closed her eyes shaking her head, she knew Brittany would understand the next thing she said, opening her eyes Quinn stated. "He's not your person Brittany, you know that."
"I know," Brittany admitted "but my person is afraid."
"And you think dating Artie is going to change that?"
"No, but he's not afraid to say he likes me." Brittany mumbled, sighing Quinn hugged the taller blonde.
"One day B, but right now I think there's too much going on."
When Brittany was dating Mike it didn't bother Santana, Mike was a sweetheart and treated her right but Artie? Nope, Santana wanted to tip him out of his chair and beat his ass, it wasn't that he was a freshman, that wasn't Santana's problem, he just didn't respect Brittany as much as Santana thought he should.
Brittany to S 3: Sorry you weren't feeling good
Santana to B 3: It's okay sweetie, maybe we can just have a movie night the two of us
Brittany to S 3: That'd be fun
Santana to B 3: Sleep tight B
Brittany to S 3: Love you San
Santana to B 3: 3
Quietly pushing the door open Maribel slowly walked to Santana's bed, it pained to see her daughter crying, but unless Santana told her what was wrong she couldn't help. "Puedo ayudar si me dices qué pasa, cariño."
Santana continued crying "No se que hacer."
Maribel gave a sad smile sitting next to Santana, brushing her hand over her daughter's hair Maribel sighed "Háblame cariño."
"Why him? Why me?" Santana looked up at her mother.
"Him?"
"Artie, Brittany's dating Artie." Santana took the tissue her mom offered.
"I thought she was with Michael?"
"They broke up." Santana muttered.
"And this Artie?"
"He's all wrong for her." Santana sniffled.
"And who's right for her mija?" Maribel whispered, Santana whimpered burying her face into her pillow, Maribel sighed rubbing her daughter's back.
Rachel poked at the mushroom on her plate, she'd hoped Finn would take her back, forgive her and take her back but it wasn't working out that way. Being his duet partner in Glee was the best she could hope for at the moment. "Why me?"
"Honey?"
Rachel cringed she hadn't meant to say it out loud, "Why do bad things keep happening to me?"
"Honey I know you see this pregnancy as your problem but just as with Quinn's baby, this isn't your problem, it didn't happen to you it happened to them." LeRoy reminded her.
"But why did she have to pick him, she doesn't even like him." Rachel muttered.
"If what you've told us about this young lady is true she's going through a hard time right now, struggling with everything trying to accept who she is. Fighting against who she is because she's been told it was wrong to feel what she's feeling." Hiram said sadly.
"Ohio is not the beacon of tolerance, this town is small and many folks are nice to us but there are others who glare at your father and I and call us names simply for holding hands, adults who seem to have nothing better to do than attack us for being different, I can only imagine what the teenagers are like." LeRoy shook his head.
"And you can't tell just by looking at someone if they're going to accept you or not." Hiram added. "We know you do not care who likes who but you need to be understanding, she is hiding because she is afraid." Of all the things Rachel'd heard Santana called 'afraid' was not one of them, bitchy yes, afraid? No.
"But they don't bother Brittany." Rachel huffed.
"Everyone is different." LeRoy reminded.