"Ladies and gentlemen it's time to begin." Kurt handed the first of the baby food jars to Quinn who, of course, handed it to Santana and Brittany after she took a taste, both also took a small taste. Brittany wrinkled her nose but Santana spit it out into her napkin, Quinn chuckled.
"Tastes like sh..."
"Santana!" Alma scolded.
"Abuela it's gross, I don't know what flavor it is, but it's green and it's gross."
Finn shrugged "I kinda liked it."
"Then you feed it to them, I'm not, that's disgusting." Santana shook her head before taking a drink of water that Quinn handed up to her at the same time she showed Santana what she wrote down.
"That totally makes sense, Santana doesn't like that." Brittany said after reading it, Santana couldn't argue it was her least favorite food.
"Here." Kurt handed the trio the second one.
"Looks fruity." Santana eyed it.
"I agree with Santana, this is bland and gross." Mercedes gagged, Tina nodded in agreement.
"It would make the babies bellies upset if it normal food, they get this stuff until they're like 6 months then it's still kinda bland but with small chunks, 9 months is when flavor and stuff gets intro...duced." Brittany said before tasting the one Santana called fruity "I like that one." Santana smirked at the others in the group that were surprised by Brittany's knowledge, they'd been studying their books because Brittany wanted to know when the babies could try her dad's cooking.
"Your dad's ribs, I can't wait until Beth can try those." Quinn chuckled.
"Yes!" Santana agreed.
"Wait." Santana's dad peaked out of the kitchen. "Are you saying Pierce's ribs are better than mine?"
Santana cringed giving an apologetic smile "Sorry Papi but they're really good." Santana's father gave her a mock glare before ducking back into the kitchen. "So good." Santana moaned, Quinn chuckled.
"Dad likes to cook and garden." Brittany shrugged.
"You had homemade baby food didn't you?" Tina asked the tall blonde.
"She did." Whitney Pierce spoke up from the 'mom' corner of the living room, all the Glee mom's and Rachel's dads had gathered together in one part of the living room "Pierce made everything, the fresh fruits and vegetables from our garden to blending up whatever we had for dinner."
"Including the ribs?" Quinn asked.
"Oh yes, those are Brittany's favorites, she was always a mess when I fed them to her but she loved those best."
"Still makes a mess." Quinn chuckled at the memory of last time she was at Brittany's house for ribs "We all did."
"Not Matt or Mike." Santana reminded wrinkling her nose at the bright orange jar of baby food in front of her.
"That's because Matt cut holes in a trash bag and wore it over his clothes." Quinn laughed.
"And your honey went shirt less." Santana nudged Quinn with her foot, Quinn bushed, she'd looked, she was still dating Finn but it was Mike Chang's abs, so she'd looked Santana and Brittany had as well. "Okay once again gross." Santana held the jar for the other two to have a taste before practically shoving it into Finn's empty hand.
"I like this one." Rachel chirped examining the color once more before handing it over. "I think it's this." writing it down she showed it to Finn who nodded.
"If you like it you get to feed it to them." Santana quipped without thinking.
"Really?" Rachel squealed "I can, you don't mind?"
Quinn smirked up at Santana ready for a snarky remark, Santana sat for a moment before nodding and saying "Any of this that I find offensive and you like, I will send with them so you and Finn can feed it to them," Santana shrugged taking a taste of the jar that Brittany offered "it's better than me throwing up on them. Okay this isn't so bad, kinda tastes familiar."
"San you were right, this first one's gross." Puck held the jar up to Artie. Quinn smiled, Puck was sitting with Beth nestled in one of the large couch pillows next to his leg telling her "I ain't feeding you that, Mommy or Mike can feed you that."
Alma chuckled, she wasn't playing the games, she'd helped Kurt set them up including newer games that she thought were odd but funny. She was collecting the jars of baby food and putting their lids on them, once she had all eight she handed them to her son to put into the refrigerator. "Okay when everyone is finished let me know and then we'll read off the answers." It took a few minutes for everyone to stop talking and settle down "Alright here we go." Kurt pulled his list out "Okay people before I read the answer I want to know what you thought jar number 1 was."
"Gross." Santana offered.
"Peas?" Tina asked.
Maribel laughed "Green beans." Quinn nodded agreeing with her "Santana hates them, always has."
"Because they're gross." Santana gagged.
"Yes it is green beans, so who ever has green beans for number 1 you are correct."
"I liked green beans." Finn smiled.
Santana poked her stomach glaring at it "If you two like green beans I'm disowning you, I am not feeding you that gross sh..stuff."
"Don't listen to her Beans, I'll feed it to you, they're Daddy's favorite." Finn said giving the side of Santana's belly a light rub with his thumb.
"Traitors." Santana mumbled when her belly moved at his touch.
"Daddy's girls." Brittany giggled then gasped "We have to get them tee shirts San!"
Santana chuckled gesturing to the bags on both sides, "I'm sure somewhere in all this they're going to have a onesie that says the same thing, but if there isn't we will get them."
"We need onesies that say Unholy Trinity." Mercedes laughed.
"Can't wait to see who takes the lead." Tina agreed, rolling her eyes Quinn chuckled as Kurt tried to reign in the conversations.
"Alright ladies and gentlemen what did we get for number 2?" rolling his eyes when Finn, Puck and Santana chuckled, snorted and giggled Kurt asked "Really guys? Are we really that immature?" the trio smirked each giving a shrug but no apology "As I was saying jar 2?"
"Applesauce." Coach Beiste said as she held up her pen.
"We thought so too." Mrs. Chang gestured to herself and Judy.
With the amount of head nods Kurt was sure they'd almost all gotten it correct "It is applesauce, jar number 3..."
"Was gross."
Rachel's hand shot up as she practically leapt out of the chair "Pumpkin!"
"The only pumpkin I like is in a pie with whipped topping." Matt admitted, his seat was next to Puck on the other side of Beth.
"I mean really who doesn't?" Artie agreed.
"It's pumpkin." Kurt nodded. "And jar 4?"
"Rice!" Santana blurted "Obviously brown by it's gross ass color."
"Santana!"
"Sorry Abuela." Santana cringed "It's not my fault it looks like baby poop." Maribel covered her face to try and disguise her laughter but it wasn't quite working. "Mom's laughing, I'm not in trouble." reaching out Alma smacked Maribel's shoulder.
"Don't encourage that sass."
"Sorry." Maribel tried to get her grin under control.
"It's brown rice so let's move on to jar 5."
"It was yucky." Brittany wrinkled her nose.
"Finn can feed it to them." Santana promised.
"Jar 5 was sweet potatoes."
"I mean they make good fries." Matt reminded, one of the burger places had started to offer sweet potato fries on it's menu.
"They're really good as mashed potatoes too." Rachel agreed.
"Jar number 6 is?"
"Green." Puck called out.
"I thought it was green beans," Carole admitted "but then Finn liked everything."
"Santana was so picky, I could barely get her to eat different foods." Maribel shook her head. "The fits she would throw if she didn't want to eat, but she was far from underweight."
Santana glared at her grandmother when the older woman added "Gorda."
"It's peas." Kurt shook his head. "And that brings us to jar 7."
"Since it's not sweet potatoes I'm gonna say carrots, which is not what I wrote." Mercedes admitted.
"Yes." Kurt said before the talking could start up again "And our last jar is?"
"Pears." LeRoy answered.
"Rachel loved pears." Hiram agreed.
"Correct!" Kurt applauded then said "Now count up your correct answers and then we'll see who has the highest number."
"I sucked at this." Matt held his paper up.
Tina laughed "I got 4."
"2." Matt showed her chuckling.
"6." Finn said as Rachel finished counting theirs.
"Us too." Quinn held up the paper.
"Can anyone beat 6?" Kurt asked looking around.
"Ah..we can." LeRoy held up his hand "We have 7."
"Beaten by my own dads." Rachel gasped, Santana chuckled at Rachel's feigned outrage.
"Come and pick your prize gentlemen." Kurt gestured to the small gift bags behind him.
"How about this bag?" Hiram held up one of the gift bags, LeRoy nodded.
"Okay gentlemen let's see it." Carole pipped up.
"We don't wait?" LeRoy asked.
"No, you open it so we can all ooh and awe and get jealous because it's something we like." Maribel chuckled, digging in the bag Hiram held up a delicate silver photo frame.
"Something new for the piano."
"You have a piano too?" Brittany's mom asked.
"Oh yes we sing around it quite often." Hiram nodded.
"Brittany plays." Whitney said proudly causing everyone to look over at her, it wasn't a secret that Brittany couldn't read music, even though with her dancing she was musically inclined, Santana and Quinn helped her. "She's like her father, they play by ear."
"Wait," Finn looked around Santana asking Brittany "so if you hear a song or know a song you can play it, like right after hearing it, the first then?"
Brittany nodded asking "Can't everybody?"
"No sweetie." Santana shook her head.
"Oh, I thought everybody could." Brittany chewed her lower lip.
"I told you, you're a genius Britt." taking Brittany's hand Santana brought it to lips kissing it, Brittany blushed.
Kurt pulled everyone's attention back to him saying "The next game I am sure Brittany will win and I may get hit for but Satan it wasn't my idea." Santana scowled at him as he took a ball of red yarn from her grandmother, she'd been to a few of her cousins and aunties baby showers so she knew what game it was.
"I hate everybody, except Brittany." she glared at Kurt.
"Once again, not my idea." he pointed at her. "Now it's quite simple, you guess how much yarn it will take to go around our little mama here, closest to size wins."
"Brittany." Puck and Matt said simultaneously, the others chuckled and laughed knowing it was true.
Kurt handed the yarn and a pair of children's scissors to Quinn saying "Have fun." before scurrying away.
"Coward." Quinn chuckled, she and Brittany quickly guessed their sizes before handing the yarn and scissors to Finn.
"Whatever you're thinking, go smaller." Rachel whispered.
"But don't I wanna win?" Finn whispered back.
"We don't want to upset her baby..." Rachel froze as her clothe pin was snagged by Quinn. "Darn it."
Puck held up his hand in victory "I'm not the first one!" when Beth whimpered he gasped "Sorry baby... damn it." taking off his clothes pin he handed it to a chuckling Coach Beiste before picking up the baby. "I got this." he softly spoke to Beth as he cradled her to his chest, putting her pacifier back in her mouth he rocked side to side lightly patting her back. "And back to sleep." Puck grinned amazed by himself, Quinn smiled proudly.
"How are we doing?" Kurt asked returning with a drink in hand, the yarn was in the mom corner, the parents were are seriously debating on length.
Puck leaned back whispering to Beiste "Just like go across my shoulders and a half."
"You know she's bigger than that." Beiste whispered back.
"Yea, but I also want to survive her pregnancy so I'd rather under guess than over guess." Puck chuckled.
"Point taken." Beiste gave his shoulder a gentle pat.
Once Kurt had the yarn he shook his his head as Santana glared at him, clearing his throat Kurt squeaked "A..Abuela."
"Ponte de pie Santana."
Santana glared at Kurt warning "No puedes esconderte para siempre Lady Hummel."
"Santana." Alma warned.
"Finn help her." Rachel nudged his side.
"Oh, shoot." Standing up he offered both hands to Santana, not because he needed to but because she felt more secure with two since the 'Beans' had thrown her balance off. "Sorry Santana."
"It's okay." Grunting as she pulled herself to her feet, with slight help in the form of a gentle tug from Finn, she nodded admitting "I forget I need help until I try to sit or stand." Kurt hesitated but stepped closer with the yarn and children's scissors.
After quickly get the black yarn around her he cut it."Okay first up is Finn." Finn held up his red yarn next to the black one, it was no where close, Rachel's was just as short, she didn't want to upset Santana. "Okay those are bad." Kurt admitted walking away from them. Finn helped Santana sit back down. Mercedes and Tina's were a little more realistic but still short, Artie's was too long which earned a finger point by Santana.
"In my defense, every time I tried to hug you they've kicked me in the face." Artie pointed out, Santana chuckled the babies did move every time Artie tried to hug her.
"That's because you're really close to their lunch boxes." Santana smirked knowing the little perv would understand, when Brittany looked confused Quinn gestured her close whispering in her ear. Brittany scowled at Artie, Santana reached out giving the blonde's hand a squeeze.
Kurt continued around the living room, the moms, Beiste and Rachel's dads were close an inch or two over or under and Puck was safely under, but Kurt had saved Brittany and Quinn for last for a reason. "Alright ladies let's see 'em," Santana's eyes sparkled mischievously, Kurt had just missed their conversation. "the strings Santana, I swear your mind must live in the gutter." Kurt shook his head rolling her eyes, the trio smirked. Standing up with her string Quinn held it up to the black one, sandwiching Kurt in the middle Brittany did the same, their strings matched perfectly his. "And our winners Quinn and Brittany." Brittany squealed hugging Kurt, Rachel clapped excitedly for her "Okay ladies get your gift bags." he waited to see if Brittany would take the bait, he'd purposely bought the rainbow bags for Brittany, she liked every color. Quinn picked a light blue while Brittany brought one of the rainbow bags over to Santana.
"What did you get sweetie?" Santana asked holding the bag so Brittany could reach in.
"Picture book." Brittany grinned, it was a small photo album made to hold 3x5 photos. "We can get my box pictures in here."
"We can do that tomorrow if you'd like." Santana promised. "What about you Q?"
Quinn tilted her head opening the envelope from the bag "I have a gift certificate for two free meals at 'Tamales to Go', is that a new restaurant?" Quinn asked looking at the back of the paper which held a small menu.
"Food truck." Kurt piped up, "Dad lets them park in his lot so they're not out in the street and before you say anything Santana, they donated the certificate, it's good business and Abuela said the food was authentic."
Nodding Santana tried stretching her back "Pretty sure it's on the 'No List' Q, you should take your honey."
"What's a 'No List', should I be concerned?" Judy asked.
"Just a list of restaurants we weren't allowed to eat at when we were Cheerios." Quinn explained to her mom.
"The more I hear the more I don't like this Cheerio thing." Alma shook her head.
"We're not doing it anymore." Brittany shook her head before looking at Beiste "But Coach says we can hang out on the sidelines and cheer for the boys."
"Sue's gonna hate that." Artie cringed.
"My field, my rules." Coach Beiste had been warned about Sue.