Chapter 30

Brittany sat on the edge of her bed with her head in her hands, the heel of her palms pressing into her eyes. She had never been so exhausted in her entire life. Of course there were moments after dance rehearsals or cheerios practice when her body had been in agony and her lungs burned for air, but that was different. That was a kind of tired that went away with a few hours rest, or a warm bath. This tiredness seemed to be etched into her bones. Every time she slept she seemed to wake up more tired than she was before. Her brain was working very slowly, so that it took her several minutes to decipher what anyone was saying to her. The only time her body or brain reacted quickly was when one of the babies cried, as one of them had just done. She had woken up with a jolt, launching out of bed before she remembered that Santana was already in the room, and there was no need for her to rush over. The energy that had forced her to stand drained from her body so quickly that she landed harshly on the bed, her head pounding. She wanted to cry, but even that took more energy than she had. So instead, she rubbed the sting forcefully out of her eyes and stood up, deciding to be useful and make breakfast since she was already up.

In the month since they had been home, the twins seemed to become accustomed to being constantly held, and since Brittany and Santana felt like they needed to make up for lost time, they took every opportunity to do so. At first, it had been blissful. They loved waking up to feed them, and rarely put them in their cribs, preferring to hold them as they slept. Now however, they put them down as often as they could, sleeping every time they did. Quinn and Puck had been god-sends, coming over almost every day after work, which gave Brittany and Santana two or three hours to sleep.

Kyler, they soon discovered, was able to identify who was holding him by their smell. They had found this out one day when he was crying relentlessly. Quinn had been trying to sooth him with a bottle, but in his hysteria, he had spit it all out on her shirt. Not wanting to wake up Brittany or Santana, she had snuck into their room and taken a shirt to change into. When she had picked Kyler up again, his cries had faltered. He stared up at Quinn, looking confused, but agreed to take the bottle she offered him. Brittany and Santana had been thoroughly amused by this, experimenting by getting Quinn to change shirts many times over the course of the day to see how he would react. They also sprayed some of his blankets with Santana and Brittany's perfumes, so that he now rarely woke up crying.

"Britt?" Santana called from the twin's room.

"Yeah?"

"Are you in the kitchen?"

"Yeah."

"I found another beauty spot on Jesús's stomach"

"That's four?"

"Yeah. And the birth mark on his knee."

"But Kyler has it too"

"Yeah"

"Why's he awake?" Brittany asked, moving away from the stove and turning to look at Santana as she walked into the kitchen. "Why are you awake bubbah?" she cooed at Jesús and Santana kissed her temple.

"Our little man is just full of energy" Santana said, unwrapping the blanket Jesús was in since the kitchen was pretty warm. "He refused to go back to sleep after I fed him. Isn't that right mijo?"

Jesús kicked wildly and Brittany and Santana laughed.

"Kyler?"

"He's awake, but I think he'll be asleep again in a few minutes. He was staring up at the mobile when I left him." Brittany nodded and turned back to the eggs. "You didn't have to make breakfast baby"

"I wanted to. We have a lot to do today and you can't just have coffee." Brittany turned to look at Santana sternly. Santana suppressed a smile and tried to look innocent.

"Have you apologised to her?"

"No B…and I'm not going to. I didn't do anything wrong."

"You were really mean. Like old Santana mean."

"There's no old or new Santana, there's just Santana. And I've always been mean."

"But there was no need"

Santana lifted Jesús into a standing position, ignoring Brittany and rubbing their noses together, making him laugh.

"Don't hide behind the baby"

"Britt, I don't need motherly advice from my absentee mother."

"I know that-"

"And" she said in a baby voice, as Jesús slapped her face giggling, "I don't need to hear about all the cute things I did at this age."

Brittany sighed and pulled a plate from the cupboard by her head. She had known from the second Santana's mother had said, 'I remember when you were this age' that it was not going to end well. On any day reminiscing like that would annoy Santana, but add to that the lack of sleep, and the empty stomach, and it was a doomed conversation from the start. Brittany had winced before Maribel even finished her sentence.

The front door opened and they both whirled around. Santana clutched Jesús to her chest and moved so fast around the island that she nearly tripped.

"Quinn!" Brittany shrieked, throwing the spatula she was holding at the shorter blonde as she walked in.

"What?" Quinn asked, looking alarmed. Santana scowled at her, and retook her seat.

"What the hell are you doing just walking into our house?" Brittany asked, angrily taking another spatula from a drawer.

"You gave me a key" she said distractedly, dropping her bag by the door and taking off her shoes.

"For emergencies" Santana mumbled, kissing Jesús on both cheeks as she saw the small pout forming on his mouth. "You scared Jesús" she said in a baby voice, trying to make him smile.

"I knew it was Jesús" Quinn said, washing her hands in the sink. When she was done she sat beside Santana. "You're always up first aren't you?" she cooed at him. Jesús stretched out his hands, making rapid babbling noises. "Come here baby." Quinn leaned forwards, taking him from Santana's arms.

"Are you going to tell us why you're here?" Santana asked, taking the plate Brittany was offering her.

"I wanted to see my god-children Santana" Quinn said, still in a happy baby voice, kissing Jesús's neck and blowing raspberries as he shrieked happily.

"You're going to see them later on when we go see the house."

"Yeah, but Puck will be there"

"So?" Brittany asked, placing a cup of coffee in front of Santana.

"He always hogs them"

"There are two of them. Why can't you guys share?"

"How are we supposed to share pushing a stroller?" Quinn shot at Santana, sitting Jesús down on her lap and allowing him to take both her hands.

"Ok…it's too early for me to argue with you. You're beloved god-son kept us awake for most of the night."

"Good job" Quinn said, kissing the top of Jesús's head. "His hair is getting so long"

"Yeah. Thick too." Brittany said, sitting on Santana's other side.

"You're gonna be so handsome" Quinn told him, removing one of her hands to stroke his hair. It was now all over his head, the patches at the back and middle that had been there since he was born, now covered in about an inch of curly light brown hair. "I have a present for you Jesús" she told him, "But I'll give it to you when your brother gets up."

"What did you get?" Brittany asked in amusement. Puck and Quinn had been bringing gifts with them almost every time they saw the boys. They now had so many toys and stuffed animals that Brittany and Santana had needed to buy two more boxes to supplement the two they already had.

"It's a purple rubber hammer" Quinn said, still addressing Jesús. "It has glitter and water inside, so every time you shake it the glitter floats around inside. And the rubber is really nice for them to bite on, the saleswoman said so anyway."

"Thanks Q" Santana said, draining her cup and standing up to refill it.

"So what time did you want to go over there?" Quinn asked.

"Do you want some juice or coffee or something?" Brittany asked her.

"No I'm good for now, thanks"

"We wanted to go at 10, hopefully be done by midday, then we can go to Britt's studio and she can finish things off with them."

"Sounds good. What about the paps?"

"We've been able to avoid them so far" Brittany said. "I don't know if it's the fact that we leave the house so rarely so they've stopped waiting outside, or what…but we've been lucky."

"No one knows anything?"

"No. We want to announce it when we're settled into the new house."

"I get that. So do you want me and Noah to follow you?"

"Yeah, there's not going to be a lot of room in the car." Brittany said, standing up to put her plate in the sink.

"Alright. Well, I'm gonna call Noah." Quinn informed them, lifting Jesús up from her lap and walking to her bag.

"Why? He doesn't need to be here for like…three hours" Santana said.

"Yeah…but you guys need to shower. You look horrible."

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"Jesús please" Brittany begged over the loud whining of her soon to be five month old son. "It's cold outside my love."

"He can't understand you Britt" Puck said, laughing as he placed Kyler into his car seat and buckled him in.

Brittany narrowed her eyes at a laughing Jesús. "He can understand. That's why he's laughing"

"Britt, just put it on when we take him out, he'll be ok in the car." Santana said, getting into the driver's seat and trying not to laugh. Brittany huffed, but abandoned her attempts to put a hat on Jesús's head.

"This isn't over sir" she told him, buckling him in. As she go into the passenger seat Santana leaned towards her and kissed her cheek.

"You tell him babe" she said, turning the ignition.

The twenty minute car ride was filled with loud excited yells from both Jesús and Kyler, who always enjoyed car rides. Santana liked to think they were singing along to the radio, so she always turned it up louder than usual, and sang along to whatever was playing, only adding to the noise. The boys would scream and squeal whenever she would start singing, clapping enthusiastically. For anyone else the noise could be overwhelming, Quinn always preferred to drive herself any time they were going to meet somewhere for this very reason, but Brittany loved it. It reminded her of the days when the only time Santana was goofy and care-free were on their car drives to and from school. She loved hearing the happy sounds of her sons fill the car because it reminded her that it wasn't just her and Santana anymore. They had a family.

"Here we are" Santana said, pulling up outside a large wooden gate. On either side of the gate, a brick wall stretched for several miles. The gate and wall were several feet high, so that Brittany didn't think that even if she stood on the roof of the car she would be able to see over them.

"Wow" Brittany said. Santana wiggled her eyebrows and lowered her window. Sticking her hand out of the window she punched a code into the pad.

"Don't worry B" she said, bringing her hand back into the car and rolling up her window. "It's going to be voice activated when we move in, so you won't have to remember a code."

Brittany smiled at her. "I could remember a code."

"I know, but you don't have to"

Santana drove up the long driveway, finally parking just in front of the small walkway leading to the front door. She and Brittany got out of the car and unbuckled Jesús and Kyler, who didn't seem particularly interested in their location.

"You're going to live here?" Puck asked as he got out of Quinn's car and walked towards them. "This is going to be your house?"

"Yes Noah" Santana said laughing.

"It looks different" Brittany said, looking back at the gate.

"I got them to change the gate first" Santana said. "I really hated the other one"

"I liked it. It was cute."

"And small. And easily climbable"

Brittany laughed, but didn't say anything.

"This is huge Santana." Quinn said, coming to take Jesús from her arms. "What do you need all this space for?" Brittany thrust Kyler into Puck's arms and dashed to Quinn, sticking a hat down on Jesús's head and quickly tying a knot under his chin. Jesús yelled, pulling at the hat fruitlessly as Santana and Puck laughed at Brittany's triumphant fist bump.

"You showed him baby" Santana said, walking to Brittany and wrapping an arm around her waist.

"Sure did" Brittany said. "Anyway, you guys follow us and we'll show you why we need such a big house"

They walked up the walkway, and then up the four steps leading to the door, and Santana turned the handle and pushed it open.

"It's not locked? Or is it fingerprint censored?" Quinn laughed. Santana rolled her eyes.

"No. they're still doing some last minute electricity stuff or something, so they haven't left yet." Brittany told them. "Okay. This is the…uh what do we call this?" she asked Santana.

"Foyer"

"The foyer."

They walked through the black door into an entryway with a large mirror hanging on the wall almost ten feet in front of the door. There was a table, black as the door, stationed underneath the mirror. A lilac vase sat in the centre of the table, but it was empty of any flowers. Quinn clicked her tongue.

"A new house and you've already cracked a vase?" she joked, looking at Brittany.

"It's not cracked" Santana said, dropping one of the baby bags on the table. Quinn frowned.

"Yeah it is. Or scratched or something" she moved towards the table and picked up the vase.

"No it's not" Brittany said. Quinn squinted at the vase and then rolled her eyes in exasperation. Santana laughed.

"Really?" Quinn said, placing the vase back on the table.

"What?" Puck asked, removing his attention from a babbling Kyler and looking at the three women around him.

"They've got Lopez-Pierce carved on the vase." Quinn said, rolling her eyes again.

"Don't be jealous Q. You wish you had your name carved into a vase" Santana said.

"Anyway" Brittany said slowly, "As you can see, there are two corridors we can go down. The one on the left leads to the living room and the stairs, the one on the right leads to….other stuff and more stairs" Brittany said, half-smiling at Santana.

"Where would you guys like to go?" Santana asked.

"Well the way Britt said 'other stuff' made it sound like there's a sex dungeon there so…" Puck said, grinning.

"Of course." Santana said, shaking her head. "To the other stuff then Britt"

They walked down the long corridor talking about how they planned to decorate the walls with paintings and pictures. When they reached the end, there was a white door in front of them, and a descending flight of stairs on their left.

"It goes down?" Quinn asked.

"What's in there?" Puck asked at the same time.

"This is a spare room, we haven't decided what we're going to make it yet."

"We thought about a play room, but we can't really see the boys needing one with all the space in the house"

"What about an office like the one in your apartment now?" Puck asked. Santana smiled and shook her head, but didn't say anything.

"A guest room?" Quinn supplied.

"Yeah, I guess it'll have to be" Brittany said, opening the door.

"Damn this is huge" Puck said, whistling as he walked into the room. It was completely empty, each wall clearly having been recently been painted white. The wall to the right of the door had a large window in the centre, with a view of the driveway.

"If this is a guest room, how big are your rooms?" Quinn asked, looking around the room with wide eyes. Brittany smirked.

"You'll see. Should we go down?" she asked.

Quinn and Puck nodded and followed Brittany out of the room, leaving Santana to close the door behind them. The stairs were covered in black carpet with small white cats on every stair.

"Britt?" Puck asked Santana, who nodded with pursed lips.

"This was the most subtle I could find. You should have seen what she tried to put before this."

There was a light on the wall halfway down the stairs that looked like a candle stick. The word 'lumier' was etched onto the side of the brass below the bulb, and again Quinn rolled her eyes.

"Why do you have to be such a downer?" Brittany asked her, laughing.

At the bottom of the stairs they found themselves in another short corridor, lined with the same black carpet that stopped in front of a door. There was a smaller brown door on their left, but Brittany didn't stop at it, merely stating that it was a storage cupboard. When they reached the door, Brittany pushed it open dramatically, and stepped aside for her friends to walk in.

Puck whistled again, and Quinn let out a low 'daaammmn'. They had walked into a massive room that looked the size of two master bedrooms, three walls lined with mirrors that stretched eight feet high. The floor was a different kind of wood than the rest of the house, and was a lighter shade of brown, almost cream. On the fourth wall there was a giant rectangular indentation that looked like the cement had all been scooped out. It was not painted the same faint yellow as the rest of the wall, in fact it was not painted at all, but looked like the builders had laid the bricks and cement and then left it like that. There was a large television in the left corner, and two speakers on the right. In the centre and seemingly fitted into the back wall of the nook was a shiny black orb.

"Nice huh" Santana said.

"I don't even dance but this place makes me want to" Quinn said, still looking around.

"Britt…is this a camera?" Puck asked, pointing at the black orb.

"Yeah" Brittany answered. "So I can record myself and then watch it back on the tv, instead of trying to use my phone like I usually do."

"Damn" Quinn said again. "This is so fucking nice. I can't believe you designed this." She walked closer to one of the walls and saw that there seemed to be little bumps under the paint, but she couldn't tell what shape they were in. "What's this?" she asked, pointing up at the wall.

"The best part" Brittany said, and she walked back to the door and flicked off the lights. There was a second when one of the babies began to protest the sudden darkness, but it was quickly silenced as the walls began to shine gold. On every wall there were tiny rainbows, unicorns, cats and stars that seemed to glow underneath the paint, and lit up the room enough for them to actually see and move around without hesitation. Puck's jaw dropped as Jesús and Kyler shrieked and laughed.

"Oh my god Britt" Quinn said. "How the hell did you manage this?"

"Don't ask me. Santana designed this room." Brittany said, winking at Santana, who smiled back.

"Santana" Puck and Quinn said together, turning to look at them. "Why?" Quinn asked.

"Cause I wanted to" Santana said, a little defensively.

"You did a banging job Santana…shit" Puck said, looking at the walls again. "It's like Brittany was made to dance in this room."

"It's so beautiful" Quinn agreed. Brittany flicked the lights back on.

"Thanks" Santana said. "I try"

"Let's go see the one I designed" Brittany said enthusiastically. They walked out of the room, a few feet down the corridor and stopped outside a black door on the opposite wall to the one Brittany's had been on. "Are you ready for pure awesome?" Brittany asked. Puck and Quinn nodded, and she pushed open the door. The first thing to notice was that the lights went on as soon as the door swung halfway. It was a dim warm light, but it worked perfectly with the blood red of the walls. The room was as large as Brittany's had been, but this one was divided in half by a thick glass wall. There were speakers in the wall directly in front of them and the one they stood beside, and the middle wall was covered in posters of famous singers, evidently the ones Santana liked the most. Michael Jackson, Amy Whinehouse, Stevie Nicks and so many more. In between the posters were records in glass cases. As Quinn and Puck looked around they realised that some of the records were Santana's. On the far left of the same wall was large writing that read, 'you inspire me' in white paint.

Quinn frowned at the writing, then looked at Brittany with a soft expression.

"Did you write this?" she asked. Brittany nodded and Quinn's eyes softened even further.

"This is so cool" Puck said, walking to the glass that divided the room and pushing open the door. On the other side was a large white mixing table with three headphones placed on top of it. There were two laptops on a wooden stand bolted into the wall just above the mixing table. In the corner of the room were three guitars on their stands, a brown one and two black ones, and beside them was a microphone stand.

"They're going to bring in the piano tomorrow" Santana informed them.

"Wow" Quinn said, staring at the wall with the posters. She moved forward and ran her hands over the speaker and shook her head. "Alright you got me…I'm jealous"

Santana and Brittany laughed.

"Britt you did this?" Puck asked, turning to look at them for the first time since walking into the room.

"Yeah…why do you sound so surprised."

"Nothing. Just….seeing the way Santana did the other room, and then…you did this…I don't know it just puts everything into perspective."

Santana frowned. "What do you mean?"

"He means" Quinn said, "that we've always known you guys are close and cute and made for each other…but this is like…I mean it's crazy. I've known you longer than Brittany and I couldn't have made this room."

"Well thank god I'm not married to you then" Santana said, trying to lighten a mood that seemed heavier than it needed to be. Quinn gave a weak laugh and turned back to the wall, bringing Jesús's head up to her lips. Santana looked at Brittany, completely confused. Brittany shrugged.

"Uh…" Santana said hesitantly. "Should we go on?" Puck nodded quickly and walked out of the room, thumping Brittany on the back.

"Nicely done Britt" he said, his voice returning to its usual light, teasing one. Santana sighed in gratitude.

They continued walking down the hall, then climbed a flight of stairs identical to the one they had come down.

"Where to from here Britt?" Santana asked. They were standing at the foot of another flight of stairs, but there was also a hallway to their left.

"Let's go up, then we can just finish down here." Brittany answered. Santana nodded, and they walked up the stairs. At the top of the stairs they stepped onto a dark grey fluffy carpet. Quinn raised her eyebrows in question.

"Well no one is going to come up here except us and the boys, so we decided we wanted to be cozy" Santana told her. "It's so soft. In fact take of your shoes. We shouldn't make it dirty."

Everyone took of their shoes and they continued walking down the hallway. There were already a few pictures of Santana, Brittany and the twins hanging on the walls, and Brittany told them that they were going to add as many as they could all over the house. Finally they reached a black door on their right. Santana opened it, and it became immediately obvious that this was their bedroom.

A large king size bed with grey and silver beddings and five pillows of different sizes stood in the middle of the room. There was a light pink wall to wall carpet underneath the bed, and two brown wooden stands on either side of the bed, each with a small silver lamp on it. Opposite the bed was a large walk in closet with sliding doors that matched the wood and colour of the bed and night stands. Under the window, which sat at eye level and stretched for the entire length of the wall opposite the door, was a grey double dresser with two mirrors, multiple drawers on either side of it, and two white chairs. A few feet to the right of the dresser was a white door with many spirals and patters carved into the wood.

"Bathroom" Santana told them. "It has a huge bathtub, a shower with a frosted glass door, double sink and a toilet. Britt got a bath mat that's yellow and has a huge duck on it. Do you wanna see?"

Puck laughed and shook his head, but Quinn walked into the bathroom to see. When they were done in that room, they walked into a room only a few feet from it on the other side.

This was the twins' room. It was painted a light green, with cartoon animals like the road runner, daffy duck and many other painted all over it, and there were two brown cribs sitting in the centre of the room. On either side of each crib, two huge drawers stood pushed against the walls. One had a black wooden J stuck to its side, the other a K. There were several boxes lining the far wall, two that looked like treasure chest, one large on in the middle that looked like a pirate ship, and two black ones that looked like barrels and said, 'Jesús' and Kyler' on each. There was a shelf next to one of the clothes drawers that was lined with dozens of books on three shelves, and stuffed animals on the top most shelf.

"This all goes to really show me how much money you have" Puck said, putting Kyler into one of the cribs and walking to the shelf. "This stuff all looks so expensive"

Santana shrugged and Brittany blushed slightly. Quinn put Jesús into the crib with his brother and went to the toy box that was a ship. She traced her hand over it, looking around at the room.

"Can you guys decorate my house when I buy one" she said seriously. Santana laughed. "This is all so cute guys."

"Thanks" both Brittany and Santana said. They continued to look around the room for a while, then they moved on to the other rooms. There were two more bedrooms, both were empty but for a bed and a dresser. There was a bathroom between them.

"What are you going to do with both the bedrooms? More guestrooms?" Puck asked.

"Maybe for a while, but Britt and I always wanted four kids so, eventually those will be theirs."

"Thinking ahead huh?" Quinn joked, starting to descend the stairs they had come up.

"We wouldn't want to have to move again when the time comes" Brittany said. "It's already killing me and we haven't even really started moving."

"Yeah but you can always just hire people to unpack everything for you."

Santana grimaced. "No we couldn't. We're going to do it ourselves like we did when we moved to San Jose in the first place."

"What's the point of being rich if you still have to unpack for yourself?" Puck asked, looking down at them from his position on the second step.

"Even if we got them to do it, we'd just end up moving everything around anyway. It'll be easier if we just do it ourselves." Brittany said, leading the way into the living room.

"Plus we'll know where everything is." Santana added. "This is a bathroom" she said, pointing to a white door on the left.

"And this is the living room." Brittany announced, as they left the hallway and entered a large open space. The entire room was brightly lit by the large amount of sunlight streaming in from the glass that made up three of the room's walls. You could see the driveway and front yard from one, the pathway around the house and small garden from another, and a large swimming pool and small field beyond it from the last.

"Holy…" Puck said, walking down the four steps that led to the living room.

"So jealous" Quinn said in a whine. "Jesús why are you so lucky?" she asked the baby, as he pulled at the hat on his head.

Puck slid open the door to the pool and walked outside, while Quinn turned away from the living room and walked into the kitchen. There was no wall separating the two rooms, only a low archway. The kitchen had a sliding door similar to the one in the living room, that led out into the field where Puck was currently running around with Kyler, pretending he was a football. It was much larger than the kitchen in the apartment Brittany and Santana currently lived in, but was similarly built. It had the double sink, the large kitchen island with five seats, the spice rack mounted on the wall by the hooks for pots and pans, and multiple cabinets under, beside and above the sink for dishes and cutlery. The oven, microwave and toaster were all silver, reflecting the white marble floor and kitchen counters so that the whole room seemed even lighter.

"This house is gorgeous" Puck said, walking into the kitchen. Kyler and I have discussed, and we both agree. This house is SICK" he yelled, lifting Kyler high into the air and making him giggle loudly.

Quinn laughed, turning to walk out of the kitchen. "What's through there" she asked, walking towards another low archway.

"The dining" Brittany told her, following her in and turning on the lights. "There's two more rooms through there," she pointed at the small corridor through the open door on the other side of the room. "It was one massive one, but we put a wall up, and S and I were thinking of getting this wall knocked so we can get to the front door from here.

"What?" Puck said from behind her, screwing up his eyes as he thought. "Could you really? I don't think we're in the right place."

"No we are" Santana told him. "We looked at the blueprint when we were getting the rooms downstairs sound proofed and the glass put in down there" she pointed at the living room. "We're on the other side of the wall where the mirror is in the foyer."

"Really?" Quinn asked, frowning deeply as she too tried to make the connection based on the turns they had taken downstairs. "I don't think so"

Santana rolled her eyes and Brittany laughed. "Well if you don't think so, I guess the architects don't know shit" Santana said sarcastically as she walked out of the dining room.

"So what are you waiting for to move in?" Puck asked, taking a seat on one of the island chairs.

"They're finishing up some wiring or something, and then they can set up the voice recognition for the gate. When that's done we'll be the only ones who can get in, and then we'll move in."

"But we've already started moving some stuff. A lot of the boy's toys and clothes, the ones too big for them to wear right now. Also some pictures…like you saw. But…" Brittany sighed.

"It's going to take a long time for this place to be fully moved into. It's massive, and we've been living in an apartment, so we don't have the stuff to fill it."

"And we don't want to buy things just to take up space so we're going to wait till we realise we need something, then we'll buy it."

"It'll take a couple of months we think. But for now most of the stuff in the house is going to be baby stuff."

"Especially if you guys keep up with the way you've been buying them things." Brittany said, pretending to glare at Puck and Quinn. Puck chuckled lightly and Quinn grinned.

"You know this means we'll only buy more things." Quinn said, looking at Puck and laughing.

"You said it yourself, this is a big house. We've got to fill it up" Puck said, rubbing Kyler's back as he lay his head on Puck's shoulder. "Better take this little man, before we're all subjected to a horrible tantrum." He said after a moment. Santana looked at Kyler for a few seconds, patting his head gently, then she turned to Brittany.

"I think we're in a danger zone babe, better be you."