2x02: Thanksgiving

Episode Synopsis: The group spends Thanksgiving in New York and throw their own "Thanksgiving Party'. Santana and Puck find themselves at each other's throats, especially after Santana finds out that Puck has moved into the loft. Kurt invites Isabelle to the "Thanksgiving gathering" but she turns it into an extravaganza. Finn thinks about his future with Rachel as far as children are concerned. Brittany comes to deliver news to Santana, which shocks her and breaks her heart. Rachel receives a call about Funny Girl.

"Are you ready, Finn?" Finn heard Rachel call from the bathroom that was connected to their room. Finn sat on the bed, anticipating what was coming next. Earlier that morning Rachel and Kurt went to Victoria's Secret in order to buy some 'things', the only catch was Finn couldn't come. Rachel wanted to surprise Finn with what she bought as soon as she got home. Finn gripped the bed to prepare for what was following, letting out a deep breath with an excited grin.

"I'm ready." Finn called from the bedroom. Rachel walked out of the bathroom wearing a black and gold one-piece lingerie that looked rather accessible—at least to Finn. Finn knew that he was drooling over Rachel, thinking that she looked incredibly sexy.

"So, what do you think of this one?" Rachel pointed to it, twirling around as if she was modeling it for Finn.

"Wow." Finn said, unable to think of any other words for it. "It's so…smoking…" Rachel walked closer to Finn, wrapping her arms around his neck.

"I know…" Rachel pressed a kiss on his earlobe, nipping at it. "It's for our honeymoon." Finn snapped out of it, gazing at Rachel with confusion. She bought lingerie, only to tease Finn until after they got married? What was this world coming to?

"I…I thought that was for right now." Finn innocently asked. Rachel giggled, sitting on Finn's lap.

"I bought it for our honeymoon…I just wanted to make sure that our honeymoon was special…" Rachel admitted. "I thought you would have loved the idea of a sexy evening as our first night as a married couple."

"I do…" Finn nodded his head, assuring her. "But I kind of wanted to just rip it off now and have my way with you." Rachel playfully smacked Finn's chest, getting up from his lap and going back to the bathroom.

"Finn, sex is going to have to wait until after Thanksgiving." Rachel apologetically said.

"Why are we having Thanksgiving at our house again? I don't get it." Finn sighed.

"We're having it at our house because that way we save money on airfare." Rachel explained. "That and half the group wanted to visit New York again." Rachel closed the bathroom door as Finn laid back on their bed. "By the way, when were you going to tell me that Puck was staying with us?"

"It must have slipped my mind." Finn slightly lied.

"Finn Hudson." Rachel called behind the bathroom door, causing Finn to sigh.

"All right, all right. He wanted to join the Glee Club so I said that he could stay, is that a problem?" Finn wondered.

"Kind of." Rachel came out of the bathroom wearing her grey V-neck sweater, red dress shorts and her black shoes, holding the lingerie in her other hand. "I mean, I think that I heard Puck around the door the other night when we were…you know…" Finn continued to look at Rachel, getting up from the sofa and wrapping his arms around her.

"I'm sure he didn't hear anything." Finn assured her.

"I don't know how he didn't." Rachel bit her bottom lip, getting out his grasp. "You moan really loudly, Santana has even complained about hearing you in the middle of the night."

"I moan loudly?" Finn pointed to himself, letting out a chuckle. "Rachel, you moan so loudly I think our neighbors on the first floor can hear you." Rachel felt her cheeks reddening, looking into the mirror while Finn stood next to her.

"I can't help it." Rachel spoke with innocence. "You're super sexy." Finn pressed a kiss to Rachel's forehead, causing her to let out a giggle. "Mmm, I love you Finn."

"I love you too, babe." Finn said as Rachel wrapped her arms around his neck. "So are we getting a turkey for Thanksgiving or what?"

"I'm not eating it." Rachel shook her head while laughing. "But I will help you make the turkey since I'm afraid you're going to burn down the kitchen."

"That sounds like a good plan." Finn quickly nodded his head as he and Rachel exited their bedroom.

Santana stood in front of the bathroom, tapping her foot with frustration as she waited for Puck to finish in the shower. She wasn't sure how much longer she was going to have to see Puck around the loft, but the sooner he left the better. After what seemed like an eternity, Puck exited the shower wearing a t-shirt and some basketball shorts, making his way towards the living room to speak to Finn.

"All right you Neanderthal." Santana turned around looking at Puck with interest. "I understand that you were here to watch Finn's Glee Club dominate at Sectionals. I understand that you were here when Rachel had amnesia and forgot everyone. I respect that, but you've been here long enough. When the hell are you going home? It's been two weeks." Puck gazed at Santana in confusion, not sure what she meant.

"I am home." Puck said as Santana's eyebrows went up. "I live here now."

"Oh, you live here now?" Santana scoffed. "Since when?"

"Since I asked Finn two weeks ago?" Puck answered. "What happened, did Finn forget to tell you that I live here now?"

"Finn doesn't even pay rent!" Santana exclaimed. "The only thing he pays for is the television and a new blender every time he forgets he has to take the peel off the banana before he puts it in! It's not up to Finn to decide whether or not you can live here."

"But it is up to Rachel and after Finn spoke with her about it, Rachel's okay with it." Puck smirked. Santana shook her head while letting out a groan. "Listen Diabla, I'm going to be living under this roof so you're either going to accept it or we could be at each other's throats." Santana walked closer to Puck, pointing her finger at him while curling her lips into a snarl.

"No me gusta!" Santana continued to glare at him before turning on her heels and going into the bathroom, not wanting to see Puck for another minute longer. Puck went to the living room, spotting Finn putting on his jacket and grabbing a list from the fridge.

"Where are you going?" Puck wondered, leaning against the wall.

"Supermarket with Rachel." Finn answered, still looking at the list. "We're going to go grab a turkey and some vegetarian stuff so that Rachel can actually eat on Thanksgiving. You wanna come?"

"No, I think I'll hang out here and try to figure out why Santana's so pissed off with me." Puck said.

"Ah, she's Santana." Finn shrugged his shoulders. "She'll get over it."

"Aren't you just afraid that Auntie Snixx is going to come out at any moment and try to skin you alive?" Puck asked, stuffing his hands in his pockets. "I mean she was always like that in High School. She scared the living daylights out of me. Now that she's not dating anyone, she's creepy."

"Maybe Santana is more nervous than usual because Brittany is coming for Thanksgiving." Finn explained. "If Rachel was coming for Thanksgiving and I wasn't together with her, I'd be pretty stressed…that and I'd lash out at everyone. Santana's a very hard person to read."

"Can she be any less complicated?" Puck went over to sit down on the couch. "I mean you'd think things get easier as we get old but no. It ends up getting harder."

"Ah, you'll be all right Puck." Finn patted Puck's shoulder with a grin. "Girls are girls. They have a different mindset than we do. But…girls are totally awesome. They do stuff that we can't."

"Like what?"

"When the time comes they're the ones that carry our future offspring. It's just…amazing to watch them develop in nine months. The circle of life is really beautiful." Finn sounded as if he was spacing out, causing Puck to shake his head.

"Dude, you've been watching too much Lion King again." Puck chuckled.

"No I haven't." Finn denied it with a grin on his face. "But seriously…the day that Rachel is pregnant, I'm going to be over the moon. She's going to be just as beautiful as she is now. Even if she gains a couple pounds and has mood swings."

"Let's hope it's not today." Puck answered, gazing at Finn. Finn was about to add something until Rachel entered the room with her coat on.

"Hey boys, having fun?" Rachel questioned gazing at both Finn and Puck.

"We're fine." Finn flashed Rachel an innocent smile.

"All right, well…Noah, Finn and I are going to the supermarket. Do you want to come?" Rachel asked.

"I'm fine." Puck waved it off. "I'll just sit here and get the door when some of our old classmates show up."

"All right, sounds like a good plan." Rachel and Finn started to make their way towards the exit of the loft. "If you want anything from the supermarket, just text Finn." With that, Rachel and Finn exited the loft, leaving Puck alone…with Santana…oh boy.

Kurt was on his way out of the Vogue office after getting a text message to meet Blaine later that night. He couldn't wait to see Blaine, spend some time with him and prepare for what was to be a promising Thanksgiving. As Kurt made his way past one of the offices, he saw Isabelle Wright working on a design. Kurt thought that it was odd that she was still here, especially on a holiday weekend. Usually everyone was dying to get out of work so they could hit the road to get to their destination, go house hopping and eat all the food they possibly could until they felt like throwing up. Isabelle was different. Kurt entered the room slowly, trying to think of the right things to say to his boss.

"Isabelle?" Kurt knocked on the door, causing Isabelle to turn around with interest.

"Oh, Kurt dear, come in." Isabelle motioned with a smile. Kurt entered the office, sitting down in the chair next to Isabelle. "I'm surprised to see you here."

"I could say the same." Kurt said. "Is there a reason that you're working on all of these prints now?"

"As a matter of fact, there is." Isabelle groaned. "The Vogue website needs to have the designs up by after Thanksgiving and since everyone else is already gone, I figured why not do the work? It's only fair, right?"

"Did you offer to do the work or was it thrown upon you?" Kurt couldn't help but ask.

"I offered." Isabelle exhaled, rubbing her temples. "I don't know why I offered to do such a thing. I guess because I was lonely on Thanksgiving."

"You're lonely for Thanksgiving?" Kurt pondered. "What about your family?"

"They're out in Columbus, Ohio for the break." Isabelle explained. "I can't afford a ticket to Ohio so I'm stuck in New York."

"But you're the editor of Vogue dot com ." Kurt didn't understand how Isabelle didn't have the money to go visit her family.

"Yes, but do you know how expensive plane tickets are these days?" Isabelle watched Kurt with a soft expression. "It's like the government knows we're in a recession, yet they higher the price on everything. It makes it impossible to even have a little bit of cash for us to go and do the things we enjoy—like seeing family for the Holidays." Kurt noticed that Isabelle was alone. The last thing he wanted was for his boss to be alone. Kurt took a deep breath, putting a smile on his face.

"Isabelle, if you can't go home to Ohio, then why don't you come to a Thanksgiving dinner at my loft." Kurt offered. "Finn, Santana and Rachel will be there…also with a couple of our friends stopping by for the Holidays."

"Oh Kurt, I can't intrude." Isabelle looked down to her designs, thinking about how nice Kurt's offer was.

"You're not intruding." Kurt assured her. "The only thing worse about me spending my Thanksgiving with a brother who can't wait to accidentally make a baby is to see that you're unhappy. You can bring anyone you'd like if it helps. Remember, I want you to come. I'm not going to take no for an answer." Isabelle contemplated it, finally relenting.

"If you're sure that I'm not going to intrude." Isabelle said.

"Of course not, Fairy Godmother." Kurt grinned which caused both him and Isabelle to laugh. Kurt got up from his chair, taking Isabelle's hand as he led her towards the exit of the room. "Come on, I'll put you in a cab."

"Kurt? I'm pretty sure that you could be a Fairy Godfather." Isabelle and Kurt smiled at each other as they made their way down the hallway towards the entrance of the building, off to enjoy the beginning of their Holiday weekend.

"All right, so that should be everything." Rachel gazed at the list, looking up to see that Finn was nowhere in sight. "Finn? Finn, where did you go?" As if on cue Rachel spotted Finn going past her, steering the shopping cart as if he was driving a car. "Finn, get down from there! You'll hurt yourself!"

"I'm alive!" Finn yelled as he went past. Finn got off the cart as soon as they reached the aisle where they kept the aluminum foil. Rachel caught up with him, raising an eyebrow as if she was silently scolding him. "Sorry." Finn apologized. "I was just trying to have fun."

"I know…" Rachel couldn't stay mad at Finn for long. She pinched his cheeks playfully, leading him into the foil aisle with a grin. "All right, all we need is some foil and then we can head home."

"All right." Finn began looking for the foil in the aisle. "Hey, Rachel?"

"Yes?" Rachel looked through the shelves, her eyes still away from Finn.

"Have you ever thought about…I don't know…um…having a baby?" Finn wondered. Rachel turned around; noticing Finn was being extremely serious about the question he just asked. "I mean it doesn't have to be right now, you know. I'm just saying like in the future or something."

"In the future?" Rachel asked, glancing over at Finn. "Finn, what caused you to ask something like that?" Rachel wasn't mad, she was actually curious to figure out what was going on in Finn's head.

"Well, I was talking with Puck." Finn explained, rubbing the back of his neck. "I brought up the circle of life and all that jazz. When I was talking about it, it got me to thinking that this is something I want. Of course, I know that we're still in school and you're still waiting for the call about Funny Girl but…just to keep our mind wide open, you know?"

"Finn, is something bothering you?" Rachel sensed that Finn was beating around the bush.

"Well, it's just that when you had amnesia, my mind went into overdrive." Finn elucidated. "I didn't want to think about losing you and when I thought I was going to lose you, it got me thinking to all the things we possibly weren't going to be able to do…like have children." Rachel walked over to Finn, wrapping her arms around his neck as he looked down at her.

"I'm so touched that you're actually thinking about more into our future as far as kids go." Rachel whispered to him, noticing that he was staring at her with a smile. "I also heard everything you told Puck in the living room, how you'd think I'm beautiful and sexy even if I gained a couple pounds and had mood swings." Finn blushed but Rachel continued to gaze at him. "I love you, Finn. And when I am ready to have children in maybe two to three years or so…I would be more than honored to have you as the father of my children. You're going to make an amazing father. You already make an amazing fiancé and you're going to be an extraordinary husband. I can feel it." Finn showed a goofy grin, allowing Rachel to laugh as she pressed her lips to his.

"I just wanted you to know what was on my mind." Finn enlightened. "I was tired of hiding my thoughts to myself."

"Well thank you for sharing your thoughts with me, Mr. Hudson." Rachel giggled, removing her arms from around Finn's neck and taking his hand in hers, interlocking their fingers as they both pushed the shopping cart. "We should really go supermarket shopping together more often. This has literally been the best trip I've ever been on." Finn laughed as they made their way to the cash register, going to buy their purchases.

Santana sat in the kitchen flipping through a magazine as Kurt entered the apartment, noticing that she was far from Puck who was currently in the living room watching television. Kurt headed into the kitchen, sitting down when he noticed Santana letting out an exasperated sigh.

"Hey Santana, what's the matter?" Kurt wondered. Santana looked up at Kurt, not sure if she should say anything.

"Well it has to do with the fact that nimrod over there is in the living room watching television instead of helping." Santana continued to flip through the magazine. Kurt looked around the kitchen, noticing that it looked a little bare.

"What are you talking about? Finn and Rachel aren't back from the supermarket yet so yes…Puck has nothing to do. Besides, Finn only gave Puck one job and that was to open the door to guests." Kurt sighed.

"You know, I can hear you talking about me from the living room!" Puck shouted. "It's not like on T.V. where you're in front of the person and whispering about them and they can't hear you!"

"Oh can it, Noah." Santana rolled her eyes. "You know, I don't even know why Rachel and Finn agreed to let you stay! You're so annoying and I would have kicked you out the moment Rachel kissed you!"

"She had amnesia!" Puck retorted. "Finn understood completely!"

"Yeah, after he tried to kill you." Kurt muttered under his breath. Puck entered the kitchen staring at both Kurt and Santana, unsure of what was going on here.

"Look, I get it. You both don't like me." Puck said.

"Gee, whatever gave you that idea?" Santana sardonically asked. "Was it the fact that I've said I wanted you out ten million times?"

"Santana, if we're both going to be living here then we need to get along." Puck sat down in the chair, looking over at her. "Look, I know we had our differences and I know that we weren't particularly close…but Santana you have to understand…I'm not out to get anyone. I'm trying to make myself somewhere…anywhere…"

"You're not out to get anyone?" Santana scoffed. "Right, and I'm best friends with the Cabbage Patch Kids."

"All right, why do I even bother anymore?" Puck heard a knock at the door, getting up from his seat and walking away from Santana. "I have no idea why I try to get through your mind. I might as well just—," Puck opened the door and he stopped his ranting, noticing Quinn was on the other end, giving Puck a smile.

"Happy Thanksgiving Noah." Quinn held up a pie while beaming towards him. "It's Pecan." Puck stammered, still looking at Quinn as she continued grinning.

"Um…wow. Thanks." Puck took the pie from her and moved to the side. "Come in, Quinn. Come in." Quinn entered the loft, looking around as Santana and Kurt exited from the kitchen.

"Hey, where's Finn and Rachel?" Quinn wondered.

"Oh they'll be here soon. They just went food shopping." Kurt explained. "And Blaine was so interested in trying to find a music store. I bet he's going to serenade us with something magical."

"More like serenade you." Santana said from behind Kurt.

"Anyway," Kurt continued, staring at them. "I know we planned on inviting Brittany, Blaine and Quinn—especially unfortunately Mercedes and Mike couldn't make it…but I invited someone else. Isabelle Wright, the editor of ."

"You invited your boss to our Thanksgiving party?" Santana wondered. "Why would you do that?"

"Because she was lonely." Kurt answered. "She couldn't afford the plane ticket to Columbus, Ohio so I figured why not let her come here and enjoy the fun. I said that she could invite anyone she wanted."

"As much as I would like to care about this… stuff…" Puck simply walked away from Kurt, Santana and Quinn, causing Quinn to look at the both of them with interest.

"What's going on with Puck?" Quinn wondered. Santana then walked away from Quinn and Kurt, leaving the two of them alone. "What's going on with Santana?"

"Okay, so what are we supposed to do next?" Finn looked through the cookbook as he and Rachel prepared the turkey. "We basted and marinated it…"

"Now we have to…eww…we have to touch it." Rachel looked over at the turkey while Finn washed his hands.

"Well Rachel, you read what the cookbook said. Let's touch the turkey!" Finn pulled Rachel to the sink so she could wash her hands as well, but Rachel simply stared at it with disgust. "Come on, I'll tenderize the turkey with you if it helps."

"Well…" Rachel simply said, walking over to it and rolling up the sleeves to her red sweater dress. Finn stood behind her as he started touching the turkey with what looked to be gusto. Rachel laughed and leaned into Finn, watching him as he stuck his tongue out in concentration. "As long as I don't have to eat it, I guess it's okay."

"All right, so touch it." Finn pointed. "I promise it's not that bad." Rachel giggled, wincing a bit before she put her hand on the turkey, giggling by how weird it felt between her fingers.

"Oh my goodness! Finn you lied! This is terrible!" Rachel laughed as Finn chuckled along with her. "Finn!"

"What? It was the only way that you were going to touch it!" Finn laughed alongside her. Santana entered the kitchen, having a disgusted look on her face as she watched Rachel and Finn manhandle the turkey they were all supposed to be eating later.

"Stop making love to the turkey. We're supposed to eat that later." Santana went into the fridge as Finn and Rachel blushed. "It's bad enough that Puck's here to stay, now you have to rub your love in my face."

"Santana, what's going on?" Finn wondered. "I mean you've been really moody lately…more moody than usual."

"It's nothing that concerns you Squishy Tits." Santana gazed inside the fridge, causing Rachel to stare at Finn with confusion.

"It is if you're attacking everyone." Finn groaned. "Santana, what's going on?" Santana looked over to Finn and Rachel, realizing that she might as well tell them since they weren't going to leave her alone.

"If I tell you will you promise to stop bugging me?" Santana sighed.

"Yes, I promise to stop bugging you." Finn leaned against the counter, Rachel simply looking at Santana.

"Brittany's coming and I'm extremely nervous." Santana said. "I don't know if I can deal with something like this. It's nerve-wracking."

"Are you going to ask Brittany to get back together with you?" Rachel excitedly asked.

"I plan on it." Santana let out a smile. "I miss her…"

"And we completely understand." Finn said. "If there's anything that you want us to do, then we'll be more than glad to help you." Santana nodded her head, making her way over to Finn and hugging him tightly. Finn smiled down at Santana, letting out a slight chuckle. "I would hug you back but my hands are full of raw turkey." Finn, Rachel and Santana turned towards the door after they heard a knock, Santana parting her hug from Finn.

"I should probably go get that." Santana said. She made her way towards the door, opening it and seeing Brittany and Blaine there. "Blaine, great you're back. Kurt's in his room."

"Um…thanks Santana." Blaine noticed Santana's hastiness and headed towards Kurt's room, leaving Santana and Brittany standing there. Santana smiled at Brittany while Brittany smiled back.

"It's so good to see you." Santana hugged Brittany tightly but Santana became confused when Brittany continued to cling onto her. Santana stared at Brittany, noticing that Brittany's smile wasn't a 'happy to see you' smile. It was an 'I need to tell you something' smile. "Brittany, what's the matter? What's wrong?"

"Well…I…" Brittany didn't get far. The doorbell rang, leaving Kurt to walk over to the door to get it. Kurt opened it…and was surprised by the abundance of people at the entrance. Kurt figured these were friends of Isabelle's.

"Hi, Isabelle Wright said it was okay for us to come here?" The woman spoke to Kurt.

"Right, of course. Come on in." Kurt said, letting all of Isabelle's friends enter the loft. Rachel, Finn, Blaine, Puck and Quinn met Kurt, Santana and Brittany at the door, wondering what was going on. Kurt faced his friends, letting out an embarrassed chuckle. "Well…I guess we're having a party."

"But I just put a turkey in the oven." Finn protested. "It's not going to be enough to feed all these people."

"I know…" Kurt sighed.

"Which is why they bought their own food." Blaine noticed them putting the food on tables while Rachel looked skeptical. Blaine had to share Rachel's skepticism, staring at Kurt. "Where's Isabelle? This is her party, shouldn't she be here?" Kurt nodded his head, taking out his phone.

"Right, I'll call her." Kurt said. "She's probably running late." Kurt put the phone to his ear, tapping his foot on the ground. After he heard a click, meaning Isabelle picked up the phone; Kurt observed the scene of partygoers at his loft. "Isabelle, hi. I know I said for you to invite some friends but this is a party. Anyway, where are you?"

{Scene changes to Isabelle getting out of the "L" train while it rains, Isabelle holding the phone and an umbrella close to her}

[Isabelle]

Hey, I'm calling you back

Oh, she's been a bitch tonight

And by bitch I mean this rain

No cabs nowhere

So I had to put on the wig, the lashes

And the ear and take the train to the club

And you know what the MTA should stand for

Mothers Touches my Ass

So then I get to the club

Looking like a drowned, harassed rat

And I'm greeted by, not by Miss Rose at the door

But our friend Johnny Five-O

Yes honey, the NYPD shut down the party

So no fee for me, and I don't even know what's the tea!

So I hope you're up girl because we are all coming over

Lock the doors, lower the blinds

Fire up the smoke machine and put on your heels

Cause I know exactly what we need

{Kurt hears someone knock at the door and he gets the door, seeing Isabelle there with a grin as Kurt and Rachel smile at each other}

[Kurt, Rachel and Isabelle with Santana, Puck, Quinn, Blaine, Brittany and Party-goers]

Let's have a Kiki

[Isabelle]

I wanna have a Kiki

[Kurt]

Lock the doors (Rachel: Tight)

[Kurt, Rachel and Isabelle with Santana, Puck, Quinn, Blaine, Brittany and Party-goers]

Let's have a Kiki (Kurt: Mother)

[Isabelle]

I'm gonna let you have it

[Kurt, Rachel and Isabelle with Santana, Puck, Quinn, Blaine, Brittany and Party-goers]

Let's have a Kiki

[Isabelle]

I wanna have a Kiki (Kurt: dive) (Rachel: turn)

work!

[Kurt, Rachel and Isabelle with Santana, Puck, Quinn, Blaine, Brittany and Party-goers]

Let's have a Kiki

[Isabelle]

We're gonna serve

[Kurt]

And work

[Rachel]

And turn

[Isabelle]

And ho-ho-honey

{Everyone dances around and Finn looks utterly confused, turning to Kurt and asking him what a Kiki is}

[Kurt]

A Kiki is a party, for calming all your nerves

For spilling tea and dishing just desserts when they deserve

[Isabelle]

And though the sun is rising and few may choose to leave

So shave that lid and we'll all bid adieu to your ennui

[Kurt, Rachel and Isabelle with Santana, Puck, Quinn, Blaine, Brittany and Party-goers]

Let's have a Kiki

[Isabelle]

I wanna have a Kiki

[Kurt]

Lock the doors (Rachel: Tight)

[Kurt, Rachel and Isabelle with Santana, Puck, Quinn, Blaine, Brittany and Party-goers]

Let's have a Kiki (Kurt: Mother)

[Isabelle]

I'm gonna let you have it

[Kurt, Rachel and Isabelle with Santana, Puck, Quinn, Blaine, Brittany and Party-goers]

Let's have a Kiki

[Isabelle]

I wanna have a Kiki (Kurt: dive) (Rachel: turn)

work!

[Kurt, Rachel and Isabelle with Santana, Puck, Quinn, Blaine, Brittany and Party-goers]

Let's have a Kiki

[Isabelle]

We're gonna serve

[Kurt]

And work

[Rachel]

And turn

[Isabelle]

And ho-ho-honey

{Isabelle grabs Santana and Rachel grabs Finn as they start dancing and Kurt smiles as he jumps on one of the tables}

[Isabelle, Rachel and Kurt with Santana and Finn]

Kiki, soso

Oui, oui, non-non

Kiki, soso

Oui, oui, non-non

Kiki, soso

Oui, oui, non-non

Kiki, soso

Oui, oui, non-non

[Kurt, Rachel and Isabelle with Santana, Puck, Quinn, Blaine, Brittany and Party-goers]

Let's have a Kiki

[Isabelle]

I wanna have a Kiki

[Kurt]

Lock the doors (Rachel: Tight)

[Kurt, Rachel and Isabelle with Santana, Puck, Quinn, Blaine, Brittany and Party-goers]

Let's have a Kiki (Kurt: Mother)

[Isabelle]

I'm gonna let you have it

[Kurt, Rachel and Isabelle with Santana, Puck, Quinn, Blaine, Brittany and Party-goers]

Let's have a Kiki

[Isabelle]

I wanna have a Kiki (Kurt: dive) (Rachel: turn)

work!

[Kurt, Rachel and Isabelle with Santana, Puck, Quinn, Blaine, Brittany and Party-goers]

Let's have a Kiki

[Isabelle]

We're gonna serve

[Kurt]

And work

[Rachel]

And turn

[Isabelle]

And ho-ho-honey

[Rachel and Kurt with Santana, Puck, Quinn, Blaine, Brittany, Finn and Party-goers]

Let's have a Kiki!

"BEST THANKSGIVING EVER!" Rachel screamed as everyone else cheered in unison. Santana continued to stare over at Brittany but Puck caught Santana staring match. He wasn't going to admit it out loud…but he was worried about her.

Long after the Thanksgiving "Kiki" ended, Quinn was helping Puck clean up in the living room, staring over at him as he tied up some of the garbage bags. Puck released a tired sigh after he closed the bags, sitting down on the couch and rubbing his temples.

"That was the oddest Thanksgiving party I've ever been to." Puck said. Quinn chuckled, sitting down next to Puck on the sofa. "I mean I have no idea what a Kiki is. I know Kiki is some type of party but it sounds like a codename for 'sex'."

"Whatever 'Kiki' means, it was a lot of fun." Quinn smiled. "I had a great time here…it's kind of a shame that I'm going back to Yale soon."

"There are a lot of smart people at Yale, right?" Puck wondered. "I mean, they're all like freaky smart and can make cars that fly?"

"Not sure they can make cars that fly but they are smart." Quinn said. "When I'm there I feel like I'm a fish out of water. I mean I knew I was smart but…they're so smart that I don't even know what they're saying sometimes. But when I come and see you guys…I feel at home. It's like I found my niche. It's like I'm supposed to be here and there's nowhere better that I'd rather be. I sometimes wonder if I'm special enough to be there."

"You are special." Puck blurted out. He continued to look at Quinn, feeling his heart beat harder than it ever did before. "You are incredibly special. You've been through hell and back and yet you're still here…you're an amazing girl Quinn and there's no one like you. Anyone would be lucky to have you." Quinn stared at Puck feeling the tears accumulate in her eyes—but they weren't sad tears. They were happy tears. No one had ever spoken that way to her before and she had to admit it was nice. She always did say that she wanted someone to love her…what if the someone she was looking for was the person in front of her?

"I always thought you were special Puck." Quinn shyly said. "I mean, sure you're rough around the edges but when you dig deep…you're a pearl that's priceless. You're amazing and there's no one like you…"

"You really think that?" Puck silently asked, not noticing that he and Quinn were coming closer and closer together on the couch.

"I always have…always will." Quinn smiled as she leaned in and gave Puck a kiss. Puck smiled, kissing Quinn back with passion. After a few moments, they broke the kiss, looking into each other's eyes.

"Best Thanksgiving ever." Puck muttered as Quinn nodded her head, going in for another kiss.

Finn and Rachel sat in the kitchen together as Finn enjoyed some of the Thanksgiving turkey and Rachel ate a salad. Rachel may have helped Finn making the turkey, but there was no way that she was going to let Finn talk her into eating some. As Rachel continued to eat her salad, she saw Finn wiping his hands with a tissue, looking her into her eyes.

"What?" Rachel questioned, a smile coming on her face.

"I have something else on my mind." Finn said. Rachel giggled, putting down her fork as she folded her hands together.

"All right, what's on your mind?" Rachel asked. Finn reached for one of Rachel's hands, intertwining their fingers together as he gazed lovingly into her eyes.

"I wanted to tell you what I was thankful for." Finn said. "I've been through a lot of crap this year…with the whole my dad thing and…the whole trying to fit in at New York City…also with Burt's cancer but…through thick and thin you were there for me. Even when I was my most stubborn, when I was so moody that no one wanted to put up with me, you were there with me the whole way. And I guess I realized that I never really thanked you for being there for me. You're my whole world, Rachel…and the last thing I want to do is lose you. I love you…and I'm thankful that you're in my life. I really hope that this time next year, we'll be doing Thanksgiving as a married couple because I don't see anyone else in my life except for you. I'd do anything for you because I know that you would do anything for me." Rachel covered her mouth with her free hand looking extremely touched by Finn's words.

"Finn, oh my god…that was beautiful." Rachel said, staring at him. She smiled through some of her tears, taking a deep breath as she squeezed his hand. "I want to say something too. I remember when I was a little girl that I would say that I was thankful for Barbra Streisand or I was thankful for my dads' taking me to see a Broadway performance. But as I fell in love with you, I realized Broadway is still a big dream of mine…but you're my bigger dream. My biggest dream is to see us in a house of our own, you leading a Glee Club to Nationals, me getting a lead role on Broadway performing every night…only to come home to make love to you until god knows and us having little tiny Finchel babies." Finn chucked at Rachel's 'Finchel babies' comment. "I always thought that I was the underdog from our High School days, no one seeing my talent except for the Glee Club until I became confident in my own shell and made it to New York…but the real underdog was you. You didn't know what you were going to do in New York when you first came here, let alone what you were going to do in life. In the end you joined a Glee Club and you were so passionate that you led them to a Sectionals win. I am so proud of you…and I'm so thankful I was there to be a part of your exciting ride to the top. I love you so very much." Finn leaned in to give Rachel a passionate kiss, the both of them getting lost in their own little world. Rachel heard her cellphone ring, breaking the kiss to see who was calling. Rachel recognized it as the producers of Funny Girl, her heart racing slightly. "Um, it's the producers of Funny Girl." Rachel said as she grabbed the phone with her free hand.

"Go ahead, answer it…I'll be right here." Finn smiled, squeezing her hand. Rachel grinned towards Finn, putting the phone to her ear and letting out a sigh.

"Hello? Yes, good evening Mr. Campion, Happy Thanksgiving to you too. Yes? Yes? Oh…okay, of course I understand. Yes, all right. Goodbye." Rachel hung up the phone as Finn kept his grip on Rachel's hand.

"So? What did they say?" Finn asked. Rachel stared at Finn with a blank expression for a few moments, finally her mouth curving into a smile.

"I'm Fanny! I'm Fanny!" Rachel screamed. Finn became ecstatic, pulling her into a hug as she cried happy tears into his shoulder. "Oh my god, Finn…I'm Fanny Brice on Broadway!"

"I am so proud of you, baby!" Finn squeezed Rachel tightly as she tightened her grip on him. "You're on your way to the top…right?" Rachel stared at Finn, pressing a kiss to his lips as Finn responded, hungrily kissing her back. "I love you so much…I really, really love you."

"I love you too, Finn." Rachel put a hand on his cheek, gazing into his eyes. She couldn't believe it. Her dreams of being on Broadway were coming true…she was almost there…she was on her way to becoming a star…and she was going to bring Finn along for the ride.

{Scene changes to Rachel looking out the loft window, smiling as she stares at the Manhattan skyline}

[Rachel]

Grew up in a small town

And when the rain would fall down

I'd just stare out my window

Dreaming of what could be

And if I'd end up happy

I would pray

{Rachel turns around and sees Quinn, Santana, Brittany, Blaine, Kurt, Puck and Finn standing by the table with sparkling cider as they motion for her to come over. Rachel looks at the banner that says "Congratulations Rachel" and she walks over to Quinn as she gives her a hug}

[Rachel and Quinn]

Trying hard to reach out

But when I'd try to speak out

Felt like no one could hear me

Wanting to belong here

But something felt so wrong here

So I pray, I could breakaway

[Rachel and Quinn with Santana, Brittany, Kurt, Blaine, Puck and Finn]

I'll spread my wings and I'll learn how to fly

I'll do what it takes till I touch the sky

I gotta, make a wish, take a chance, make a change

And breakaway

Out of the darkness and into the sun

I won't forget all the ones that I love

I'll take a risk, take a chance, make a change

And breakaway

{Rachel hugs Santana and Santana hugs her back with a smile}

[Rachel and Santana]

Wanna feel the warm breeze

Sleep under a palm tree

Feel the rush of the ocean

{Rachel goes over and gives Brittany a hug and Brittany twirls her around with smile}

[Rachel and Brittany]

Get on board a fast train

Travel on a jet plane

Far away, and breakaway

{Rachel walks over to Kurt and Kurt hugs her tightly and has one arm around her as they hug}

[Rachel and Kurt with Quinn, Santana, Brittany, Blaine, Puck and Finn]

I'll spread my wings and I'll learn how to fly

I'll do what it takes till I touch the sky

I gotta, make a wish, take a chance, make a change

And breakaway

Out of the darkness and into the sun

I won't forget all the ones that I love

I'll take a risk, take a chance, make a change

And breakaway

{Rachel goes over to Blaine and Blaine hugs her as she grins}

[Rachel and Blaine]

Buildings with a hundred floors

Swinging round revolving doors

Maybe I don't know where they'll take me

{Rachel goes over to Puck and Puck playfully looks as if he's not into the hug but then smiles at Rachel}

[Rachel and Puck]

But I gotta keep moving on, moving on

Fly away, breakaway

{Rachel walks over to Finn and Finn hugs Rachel tightly as he has happy tears in his eyes. Rachel gets tears in her eyes as well, seeing that she made Finn extremely proud.}

[Rachel and Finn with Quinn, Santana, Brittany, Kurt, Blaine and Puck]

I'll spread my wings and I'll learn how to fly

Though it's not easy to tell you goodbye

I gotta take a risk, take a chance, make a change

And breakaway

[Rachel, Finn, Quinn, Santana, Brittany, Blaine, Kurt and Puck]

Out of the darkness and into the sun

But I won't forget the place I come from

I gotta take a risk, take a chance, make a change

And breakaway

Breakaway

[Rachel and Finn]

Breakaway

Finn leaned in and pressed a kiss on Rachel's lips, Rachel holding on tightly to him as everyone else started cheering and clapping. As soon as Finn parted, he looked at Rachel and nuzzled his nose with hers.

"Best Thanksgiving ever." Finn whispered as Rachel nodded her head, bringing Finn in for another kiss.

Santana sat on the front steps of the loft after getting a text from Brittany that Brittany needed to talk to her. Santana did notice Brittany's distance towards her ever since she arrived and she was curious to admit that she wanted to know what was going on Brittany's mind. Maybe Brittany wanted to get back together with her? It was a possibility. Santana saw Brittany standing before her before Brittany took a seat.

"So, did you have a good Thanksgiving here?" Santana wondered. Brittany stared at Santana, nodding her head but Santana could tell that Brittany's mind was on other things. "What's going on Brittany? You seem sad, like the really depressing sad. The sad that Rachel gets when Rachel doesn't get what she wants or the Kurt sad when Kurt watches Moulin Rougeover and over. Come on, what is it? What's bothering you? I want to be able to help." Santana went over to take Brittany's hand but Brittany took her hand away.

"Santana, we can't be together." Brittany whispered, looking away from Santana.

"What?" Santana asked, trying to understand where this was coming from. "Of course we can be together. I'm not dating Dani anymore. Remember I told you that I broke up with her. I did that so that we could get together."

"Santana, you've been sending me a lot of mixed signals." Brittany admitted, still keeping her eyes on the street. "I don't know if we can actually be together because you're so conflicting."

"That's what Dani said, but Brittany I'll work on that." Santana was beginning to sound desperate. "I promise you, I can change things."

"You can't change things, Santana." Brittany said. "That's just the way you are. You've always been about trying to shine in the spotlight, but the truth of the matter is that you're not going to change. Besides, you were taking too long to get back to me."

"I know that, but that was because I was trying to tell Dani that we couldn't be together." Santana slightly argued.

"Santana…" Brittany didn't know what else to say. She felt the tears fall while she looked at the girl she loved for her entire life. "I have a new boyfriend." Santana didn't believe what she just heard. Brittany had a new boyfriend? Why? When? How?!

"What?" Santana appeared shocked. "Who?"

"Sam." Brittany simply said. Santana felt her heart break in a million pieces. Brittany was dating Sam Evans? Trouty Mouth? How was that possible?

"You're together with Sam?" Santana wondered. "That's a dumb idea. Who thought of that one?"

"Sam did…and he's not dumb." Brittany stood up from the steps, glaring at Santana. "I know that you're upset because we can't be together and us not being together will probably start a GLAAD riot, but I love Sam and he loves me. And there's nothing that you can do to convince us otherwise." Brittany walked off into the cold, leaving Santana sitting there in shock and horror. She became single because she wanted to be with Brittany, but Brittany ran off to be with someone else. Santana knew that she was heartbroken, but she couldn't let anyone see her cry…even if it killed her.

{Santana looks into the street and she shakes her head, feeling upset, heartbroken and betrayed}

[Santana]

I remember years ago

Someone told me I should take

Caution when it comes to love

I did, I did

And you were strong and I was not

My illusion, my mistake

I was careless I forgot

I did

And now, all that's done and there's nothing to say

You have gone and so effortlessly

You have won you can go ahead, tell them

Tell them all I know now

Shout it on the rooftops

Write it on the skyline

All we had is gone now

Tell them I was happy

And my heart is broken

All my scars are open

Tell them what I hoped would be

Impossible

Impossible

Impossible

Impossible

{Santana gets up from the stoop and starts walking along the streets of Brooklyn}

Falling out of love is hard

Falling for betrayal's worse

Broken trust and broken hearts

I know, I know

Thinking all you need is there

Building faith on love and words

Empty promises will wear

I know

And now when all is gone there's nothing to say

And if you're done with embarrassing me

On your own you can go ahead, tell them

Tell them all I know now

Shout it on the rooftops

Write it on the skyline

All we had is gone now

Tell them I was happy

And my heart is broken

All my scars are open

Tell them what I hoped would be

Impossible

Impossible

Impossible

Impossible (Let me tell you now)

Impossible

Impossible

Impossible

Impossible

Oh, Impossible

{Santana ends up at a nearby park and she takes a seat as she thinks about Brittany, shaking her head sadly as she realizes she's alone}

I remember years ago

Someone told me I should take

Caution when it comes to love

I did

Tell them all I know now

Shout it on the rooftops

Write it on the skyline

All we had is gone now

Tell them I was happy

And my heart is broken

All my scars are open

Tell them what I hoped would be

Impossible

Impossible

Impossible

Impossible

Impossible (Let me tell you now)

Impossible

Impossible

Impossible

Impossible

I remember years ago

Someone told me I should take

Caution when it comes to love

I did

Santana heard footsteps coming into the park, turning her head to spot Puck standing there with Santana's jacket. Santana looked away from him, not wanting him to see the hurt in her eyes—afraid that he would make fun of her for wanting to cry. Instead, Puck sat down next to her, handing her the jacket in case she wanted it. Santana gazed at the jacket for a moment, finally taking it from Puck's hands.

"Aren't you going to put it on?" Puck wondered. "It's cold out here."

"You're not my father, so stop telling me what I should and shouldn't do." Santana snapped, but she sounded as if she was about to cry. "Just leave me alone, Puck."

"No, I'm not going to leave you alone because it's cold out here." Puck insisted. "The last thing I need is you getting sick and Finn somehow blaming me for it. So put on the damn jacket." Santana felt a lump in her throat as she tried to argue with him, so instead she broke down and started crying. Puck pulled Santana into a hug, Santana sobbing into Puck's chest as she let out all her emotions.

"She doesn't want me…" Santana continued to say as Puck rubbed Santana's back soothingly.

"It's going to be okay…" Puck softly said, letting his bad boy image shed for the moment as he held Santana close to him. "It's all going to be okay."

"This has been the worst Thanksgiving ever." Santana choked out before sobbing again. Puck nodded his head slowly, letting the noises of the park fill the silence as he tried his best to console Santana…

GUEST STARRING

Dianna Agron as Quinn Fabray

Darren Criss as Blaine Anderson

Heather Morris as Brittany Pierce

Sarah Jessica Parker as Isabelle Wright

SONG(S):

Let's Have A Kiki (Originally by Scissor Sisters): Performed by Isabelle Wright, Kurt Hummel and Rachel Berry with Quinn Fabray, Santana Lopez, Brittany Pierce, Blaine Anderson, Noah "Puck" Puckerman, Finn Hudson and Isabelle's Party-goers

Breakaway (Originally by Kelly Clarkson): Performed by Rachel Berry, Quinn Fabray, Santana Lopez, Brittany Pierce, Kurt Hummel, Blaine Anderson, Noah "Puck" Puckerman and Finn Hudson

Impossible (Originally by Shontelle): Performed by Santana Lopez