"What's in it for you?" Santana glared at the blonde woman in a track suit.
"Wow you're even larger than I thought you'd be at this point." Sue stared down at Santana's belly. "Come in ladies." The trio followed Sue into her apartment "Have a seat, don't break the couch." Sue gestured to it.
"Nope." Santana shook her head "I'm done, thank you for the jog stroller but no, I'm not coming back to Cheerios to be abused by you just so I'm safe from the slushies, I'll take the slushie over the torment." Santana turned heading for the door Brittany in tow.
Quinn agreed following "I can't put my body through that again."
"I need you three." Sue hissed "Without you I have nothing, you were my stars."
"Do you understand that the only thing that kept me from dying was the fact that Puck got me pregnant?" Quinn demanded "Those stupid diets and weigh ins and the insane exercise routines almost killed Santana and I and for what? A stupid trophy so you could say you were a champion?" Sue glanced over at Santana who was looking at the floor. "We did everything you asked of us and it still wasn't good enough for you."
"I didn't know Q," Sue said quietly adding "I'm sorry."
"What?" Santana's head snapped in Sue's direction.
"When Butt-chin took over Glee I could see with the right songs and discipline he could have a championship team, I liked being the only champion at the school. It's like that new football coach." Sue seethed "All my funding..."
"We like Coach Beiste." Santana warned.
"Please sit." Sue gestured them back to the couch, sitting in an arm chair across from the couch she waited for them to settle, holding back all comments that popped into her mind when Quinn and Brittany helped Santana sit "You girls are underutilized in that club, he favors that loud whiny one, he needs to be shone it's not all about her. Say you'll join me and we'll shake up that Glee club, make it what it could be with a champion leading it."
"We like Glee club Coach." Sue perked up Quinn had called her coach.
"Do you like swaying in the back while the small one sings? Or Brittany and that dancing Asian..."
"His name is Mike and he's my boyfriend." Quinn glared.
"Good choice, talented football player, better than the bumbling quarterback."
"Hey." Santana frowned.
"Yes I know those are his ginormous babies." Sue rolled her eyes "But anyway, their talents are wasted just swaying, I'm her coach, I know what she can do," Sue pointed at Brittany "and he can keep up with her, even the girl Asian can sing and dance." Sue shook her head "I need Aretha back, a Cheerio singing the National Anthem before every game, imagine the publicity, no what's her name just my Cheerios."
"You have to call a truce with Mr. Schue, no more trying to destroy Glee club." Quinn said.
"And Coach Beiste, she's nice."
"Wow." Sue looked at Santana asking "Did that physically hurt you to say something nice about her?"
"I tell the truth, good and bad." Santana stated "She's nice and she seems to really care about the bullying at the school." Santana folded her arms resting them across her boobs.
"Ah...my Porcelain, I miss my pasty gay." Sue admitted.
"He's coming back this year." Brittany pipped up.
"It will be a championship year." Sue stood up excited "They sing, you tumble, flip and fly we will own the championships!" the trio looked at one another as Sue laughed maniacally.
"Is she okay?" Brittany whispered to Santana slightly afraid.
"Bat shit crazy as always Britt." Santana shook her head.
"Can we trust her?" Quinn whispered.
"Okay." Sue clapped her hands together getting their attention "No weigh ins, but ladies we need Cheerios at a healthy weight for their heights. I'll try to cut back on the name calling of you students, but with his hair and those vest," Sue inhaled though her teeth "I can't, he's a sick man." Santana chuckled she also made fun of Mr. Schue's vests. "But you have to get me Porcelain and Aretha back or no deal on not destroying Glee club." the trio looked at one another, Sue was impressed with the whole non verbal conversation she watched take place with simple looks. "What do you say ladies?"
"We're in but you have to get the slushies banned from campus." Quinn agreed holding out her hand.
"Deal." Sue took Quinn's hand shaking it, Brittany squealed jumping up and clapping "Now get out."
"It was you wasn't it? The jog stroller, it's identical to theirs." Quinn asked before releasing Sue's hand, Sue smirked gesturing the trio to the door.
"Bring them on Saturday practices, maybe their incessant screaming will serve as a warning to others not to have sex."
Quinn glanced at Santana nodding, they both knew Sue just wanted to see the babies. "Thank you for the strollers Coach." the trio said before Sue closed the door on them.