I apologize for the length of this chapter but I had a puppy emergency, this is what I had written before it all happen I haven't had a chance to write more but I wanted to give you something. He's healing up nicely.

They were jogging around the track except Santana she was walking, Finn and Brittany had the strollers and like Puck, who was pushing Beth, they had the rain/dust covers on too. Mercedes and Tina were walking with her to keep her company "You know it's gonna be chaos."

"I know, anytime it's Sue against Schue it is, they both have their own personal agendas and we get caught in the crossfire." Santana sighed. "But at least Sue will use every ounce of talent she sees unlike Schue."

"She does have us singing and he doesn't." Tina agreed.

Cupping her hands Santana yelled "Looking sexy Pierce."

"Sexy's a no no word." Puck called back over his shoulder.

"Well shit." Santana scowled. "I need words she understands, some big words confuse her, I'll talk to Beiste and see if Brittany can be the exception."

"So what are we going to do Satan? Are we just going to leave Schue and head right for Shelby?"

"Truthfully I think you should, but it needs to be a dramatic departure." Santana knew Shelby would put Mercedes on lead vocals but she would work with all of them unlike Schue. "I told Finn if it got too much for me I would leave and take Brittany with me, I told him to pretend to be upset." Santana said keeping an eye on the group as they kept a slow pace for Shane.

"What about Quinn?" Tina asked.

"I think the whole Shelby thing would be awkward." Mercedes shook her head.

"I'll stay with her." Tina promised.

"De mijne!" Brittany called to Santana as they made the next lap, Santana grinned calling back

"Mía!"

Mercedes chuckled "And what the hell was that?"

"Mine," Tina said confidently "in Spanish...well at least Santana's was."

"You are correct, Brittany's was Dutch." Santana explained.

"You speak Dutch?" Mercedes side eyed the Latina.

"I know certain words and phrases," Santana corrected "it's like Puck and Spanish, although he does know more Spanish then I do Dutch."

Mercedes and Beiste stayed with the babies while the others exercised "Sorry we're taking you from your stuff." Puck frowned.

"No, don't you worry, I will watch these cuties any time." Beiste smiled down at the sleep trio, their strollers converted to lay flat like a basinet so they didn't have to worry about them sleeping in a seated position like a car seat. Santana couldn't do the sit ups or push ups quite yet but she could still sit on Matt's back while he did push ups and his feet while he did sit ups. Brittany and Finn were paired up again, Beiste chuckled as they hi fived with the sit ups as they had been doing almost since the first day.

Puck was spotting Artie when they moved to the weights, Finn was with Shane as he was the second biggest boy in the room. Santana smirked at the black girl as she watched her boyfriend lifting weights, "Shut it Satan."

"Make me Wheezy." Santana stuck her tongue out.

Coach chuckled "Ladies is that nice?"

Santana and Mercedes looked at one another before looking at coach "I mean we're okay with it." Mercedes shrugged, Santana nodded. "I mean Coach Sylvester calls me Aretha."

"But doesn't that bother you?"

"I mean it's Aretha...like Franklin." Mercedes chuckled.

"So no." Beiste smiled and nodded.

"Ooh, while we're on the topic, why can't I call Brittany hot and sexy?" Santana piped up "Shit I lost count." she looked to Quinn.

"Keep going."

Santana nodded.

"We are trying to teach the other students to be respectful to others."

"But I am hot and sexy." Brittany tilted her head.

"There are other words that mean the same thing." Beiste explained.

"Beautiful and gorgeous." Puck said looking over to them "Cause I'm pretty sure foxy's a no no." Beiste nodded. "What about dishy? I mean that's sounds more like food."

"It's older slang."

"Like hunky?"

"Yes."

"Can I be called hunky?" Puck asked Beiste.

"That's fine."

"Studly?" he offered.

"Dorky?"

"Santana." Beiste shook her head.

"You don't get an opinion Santana, he's not your type." Mercedes reminded.

"That's okay Puck I think you're studly." Tina chuckled when he flexed his biceps for her.

"I'm gonna hurl Girl Chang." Santana cringed.

"Switch." Quinn told the other girls putting one weight down she adjusted her grip on the weight in her hand "Triceps."

"I'm gonna die, why doesn't Cedes have to do this? Or Kurt?"

"Oh hell no," Santana shook her head "I'm am not dealing with that bow tie wearing hair gelling pain in the..." Santana stopped "just no."

Mercedes laughed reminding "I'm not being thrown around like a sack of potatoes" turning to Beiste she explained "and Blaine can be a handful."

"He's way too happy in the morning, him and Berry," Santana shivered "sorry Finn."

He chuckled "Nope, I get it." he knew Rachel was always happy in the mornings, something about 'daily affirmations' he had no idea what it meant.