Mercedes grabbed her handbag and exited her room. "Are you guys ready?!"
Marcy and Karou came from Marcy's room. "We were waiting on you."
"Where are we going first?" She started down the stairs.
"Kimball's." Marcy rubbed her eyes. "I think I know what I want."
"I have no idea." Karou said.
They exited the house and entered Travis. Marcy drove around to pick up Quinn. "I want something I can dance in."
"You're going dancing?" Mercedes wanted to know. "Why wouldn't I want to go dancing?"
Marcy shook her head as Quinn got in. "Hey, guys!" They greeted her. "What's up?"
"Marcy's going dancing tonight." Mercedes said.
"No, I'm not." Marcy frowned. "Or at least not at first."
"Where are you going? Can't you tell us about this party?" Quinn demanded.
"It's at a strip club. Are you happy now?!"
Mercedes and Quinn blinked. "Oh."
Karou laughed. "A strip club?! Ha! How long did it take for you to think of that?!"
"Shut up." Marcy drove to the store they'd agreed on and parked.
Karou was still laughing when they got out. "This is going to be amazing!"
"You're right. I don't want to go to some seedy strip club." Mercedes wrinkled her nose.
"Me either!" Quinn folded her arms across her chest. "And I want you to watch Puck. If I let him go."
"He's a grown man and he just forgave you." Marcy led the way inside.
"I know him and I know strip clubs. He could get in a lot of trouble and we just got back right."
"She's right." Mercedes worried. "Mikey likes all girls."
"You think he'll like a stripper better than you?" Marcy taunted.
"Yes!"
"As if her history could be better than yours. You're safe." Marcy snorted as she went to a rack. "What are you thinking, Rou? Are we dressing alike?"
"Of course." Karou went through racks discounting dresses.
"You're not paying us any mind!" Mercedes stamped a foot.
"We'll look out for your men." Marcy groaned. "Happy?"
"If you actually do it." Quinn fussed.
"Geez!" Marcy found a shirt she liked. "You need to let them have fun!"
"I know what his idea of fun is."
"I can keep him out of trouble." Karou's eyes twinkled. "But it'll cost you."
"What do you want?" Quinn eyed her suspiciously.
"I want to make out with him."
"No!" Quinn balled her fists.
"C'mon! Please!"
"Why, Rou?" Marcy grinned.
"He's hot. I just want to see what all the fuss is about." Karou shrugged.
"If anybody should get to see what Pucker Up's workin with, it should be me."
Mercedes giggled. "Why you?"
"Sisters share. You've both had him and I'm sure Laura would kiss him if you'd let her." Marcy lifted a shoulder.
"Why are you trying to take my boyfriend?!" Quinn stomped a foot. "I love him!"
"Ain't nobody tryin to take Puckerman from you." Marcy walked to another rack. "We just wanna taste."
"What about your boyfriend?!"
"You want him?"
"What?! No!"
Mercedes and Karou laughed.
"Why not?!" Marcy put her hands on her hips. "He's cute!"
"Is this how you feel?" Quinn asked Mercedes.
She giggled. "It's strange, isn't it?"
Quinn whimpered. "Just one kiss."
"One?!" Karou sulked.
"Just one!"
"Better make it last, Rou." Marcy snickered.
Karou grumbled and stalked to another rack.
Quinn rolled her eyes and followed her but when Marcy moved to do the same, Mercedes pulled her back.
"What's up?" Marcy watched her sister and cousin haggle.
"About tonight. Not to tell you his business but Sam used to strip. Can you watch out for him? Make sure he's alright?" Mercedes didn't want him uncomfortable.
"You told me that, I think. Yeah, I'll watch out for him." Marcy nodded.
"Okay." Mercedes hugged her. "Thanks."
"Get off me."
M&MC
Mike opened the door. "What are you doing here?"
"I thought we were going to spend as much time together as possible before you leave?" Finn demanded.
Mike blinked. "You were serious?"
"Yes!"
Mike let him and Puck in. "Oh."
"Is your brother here?" Finn walked inside.
"Yeah. We're just playing video games with Joey and Monty before we go pick up Jamie from the airport."
"I can't wait to meet him."
Mike shut the door. "Follow me."
They walked to the den.
Puck held his hand out for a slap when he reached Marc. "Sup?"
"What's up?" Marc slapped his hand. "What's up, Finn?"
"Hey, Marc." Finn sat down.
"This is my twin, Joey and our cousin, Monty. Joe, Mon, this is Finn. And I don't know if you met Puck at the party but he's Beth's father." Marc introduced them.
"What's up?" Monty inclined his head.
"I remember Puck. His mum's the hurricane lady." Joey grinned.
Puck's lips twitched. "Yup. She can't hang though."
"She was trying to keep up with MarcAn. Can't nobody do that."
"Not even Karou and she's a heavy drinker." Mike snickered.
"I think the only person who can take her is Grandfather." Monty said.
"That's because you can't tell if he's drunk!" Marc chuckled.
"You can always tell when Granddad is sloshed." Joey's shoulders shook with laughter. "He always wants to shoot something."
Finn gulped. "Not a person, right?"
"It depends!" Monty laughed.
Puck frowned. "Anybody else trigger happy?"
"Jamie." Mike snorted with a grin.
"Is he- is he a mobster, too?" Finn whispered.
"Why are you whispering?"
"I don't want you to get in trouble."
"If someone important heard."
"Hey!" Monty hit his shoulder. "You sayin I'm not important?!"
"I?!" Joey and Marc snapped.
Mike laughed. "That's exactly what I'm saying."
Monty stood up and dragged Mike to his feet before pushing him over the couch.
Mike popped back up and pulled Monty over the sofa and piledrivered him.
"Twenty bucks on Monty getting him." Marc paused the game.
"Ten quid that Mike puts him through his paces." Joey shook his head.
They shook hands. "Bet!"
Puck and Finn watched in pure amazement as their mild mannered friend fought his cousin (to the death).
Monty went flying onto a table and broke it. "Okay, I quit. Aunt Jeanette's not going to kill me."
"Ha, ha!" Joey held his hand out.
Marc grumbled and handed over a twenty. "I want my change!"
"Whatever." Joey pocketed the money.
Marc glared at Mike. "You couldn't take a dive?"
Mike snorted as he collapsed on the couch. "No!"
Marc threw a sofa pillow at him.
Mike threw it back.
"Mama said you all fought." Puck watched as they got up to do battle. "I don't know why I didn't believe her."
"Laura says we don't fight. We have differences of opinion." Mike ran from Marc.
"Seems like Laura's a liar."
"Hey!" Marc turned on Puck, who took a step back.
"Awww!" Joey teased. "Defending your woman, Cuz?"
Marc blushed and threw a pillow at his head. "Shut up!"
"You know you love her!" Mike yelled from behind Monty.
Marc jumped at him. "Shut up!"
"What's wrong, Cuz?" Monty taunted. "You can't admit you like blue eyed blondes?"
"If I have to tell you one more time-!" Marc shook.
"Marc and Laura sittin in a tree!" Mike sang.
Marc threw himself at him. All four started fighting.
Puck and Finn looked at each other before looking at the brawl. "Fight! Fight! Fight!"
M&MC
"Okay, you're set on the party but what are you going to wear to the graduation tomorrow?" Mercedes tapped her foot.
"How about this?" Karou held up a dress.
"You look good in orange, Cuz." Marcy nodded.
"Not for me!" Karou rolled her eyes heavenward. "You!"
Marcy made a face. "Why would I wear orange?"
"For Mal, duh."
"No." Marcy made a sound at the back of her throat.
"It's a cute dress though." Mercedes took it from Karou. It was a sheath style dress with lace sleeves and neckline. It almost looked like two pieces. An orange sleeveless dress and a white lace overlay. But it was all connected and the sleeves were elbow length.
"It's a nice shade, too." Quinn added. "You like soft colors and it's almost peach colored."
Marcy took the dress. "I'll try it on."
"Thank you!" Her family chirped.
Marcy went to the dressing rooms and tried the dress on. It fit and it flattered her figure. She pulled at the hem. It was a little short but it did look good on her. "Okay! You win! I'll get it!"
Mercedes, Quinn and Karou cheered.
Mercedes' phone went off so she answered it. "Hello?"
"Aretha!" It was Santana.
"Hey, Tana. What's up?"
"I need you to pick me up."
"Pick you up? You're in New York. I can't pick you up."
"Who is that?" Quinn mouthed.
"Santana." She mouthed back before saying aloud, "What are you talking about, crazy girl?"
"I'm home, girl!" Santana said. "I'm at the airport really. Come get me! I want to see you!"
"I can't! I'm out and I'm not driving."
Marcy came from the dressing room in her jeans and tee. "What's going on?"
"Santana's at the airport." Mercedes relayed.
"I can pick her up. But I won't be able to drop her off at home until I finish shopping."
"Did you hear that, Tana?" Mercedes asked.
"No. What?" Santana asked back.
"Marcy said she can pick you up but she won't be able to take you home for a while."
"Patti?! Oh yeah! I don't even want to go home. Nobody's there."
Mercedes giggled. "Alright, we'll be right there."
"Okay, just text me when you're outside."
"Bye." Mercedes hung up. "Are we ready to leave?"
"I just have to pay." Marcy gathered the dress and her purse up and marched to the front of the store.
Marcy paid and they left. Marcy drove to the airport, which wasn't as far away as one would expect.
Mercedes texted Santana to come outside and to look for the Lincoln.
Santana walked outside with a suitcase. Marcy popped the trunk. Santana put her stuff inside and got in the back. "Hey!"
"Hi, Santana." Quinn greeted.
"What's up, Baby Mama?" Santana grinned. "Wheezy."
"Give me a hug, girl!" Mercedes wrapped her arms around her.
Santana squeezed her and tried to motorboat her chest.
Mercedes hit her back. "Stop it!"
"I had to try." Santana settled for a normal hug. "Patti! What's up?!"
"Saucy Santana!" Marcy drove off. "Can't wait to get my hands on you!"
"Before you two start, Tana? Meet my cousin, Karou." Mercedes cut in.
Karou turned around. "Wow, you're pretty!"
Santana flushed. "You're not so bad yourself."
"You look good enough to eat!"
"Don't you just wanna spread her on a cracker?" Marcy grinned.
"Hey! Stop it, you two!" Mercedes waved her hands. "She has a girlfriend!"
"So?!" Karou didn't care.
"You're on the rebound." Quinn said. "It'll never work."
"One night stands always work."
"Be good!" Mercedes snapped. "Or I'll tell Uncle Daniel on you!"
"Why do you have to tell my daddy on me?!"
"Be good!" She hissed.
Karou turned around and pouted.
Santana finally found her tongue. "So Patti has a twin?"
"How'd you know we were twins?" Karou asked.
"I just heard you! You're as naughty as she is!"
"So I'm a little... naughty." Marcy grinned evilly.
"Stop it!" Mercedes shuddered. "That's still creepy!"
Marcy laughed. "It's supposed to be!"
"Stop giving us nightmares!" Quinn fussed.
"Somebody else should have them."
"Do we need to talk about that?" Mercedes wanted to know.
"Greatness, no!"
"Wanna talk about Momma Rose?" Quinn pulled Marcy's bun.
"What is with you and my hair?! And no! I do not want to talk about your mother!"
"She's your mother, too."
"Shut up." Marcy drove to a store that offered plus sized clothing and super small sized clothing.
They all got out and walked inside.
Karou wrapped her arm around Marcy's waist. "You don't have to talk if you don't want to."
"I don't want to." Marcy said immediately and moved her arm.
"No! You're going to hug me!" Karou wrapped both arms around her and they teetered.
"Get your crazy self off me!"
Mercedes and Quinn chuckled.
Santana wondered what they were talking about but found their byplay to be amusing. "Why are we here?"
"To find clothes for Jr.'s graduation." Marcy pried Karou off of her.
"Who is Jr.?"
"Didn't we tell you? Jr. is Mal." Mercedes said. "Mikey is Sonny."
Santana's eyes widened. "You did not tell me that Chang and Little Chang was Sonny and Jr.!"
"You call them Chang and Little Chang?" Marcy's lips twitched.
Santana shrugged. "What else did you leave out?"
"I think we got it all." Mercedes hoped.
"Good. Now who needs clothes? I can totally help."
M&MC
"What time does his plane get in? I'm bored!" Mike banged his head against the back of his seat.
"It's unloading now." Marc looked at his watch. "Calm down."
Mike groaned. "I'm going to get a pretzel."
"Bring me one back!"
"Not even." Mike stood.
"We'll go with you." Finn stood as well and hit Puck's arm.
The trio took off for the pretzel cart decorated booth.
Puck leaned against the glass. "This is boring."
"I hate waiting." Mike agreed. "Two please."
"I thought you weren't going to get him anything?"
Mike shrugged and handed over the money.
"What's the plan for tonight? Are we meeting at a place or what?" Finn asked.
"A limo is going to pick you up and we're going to dinner before the party." Mike took the pretzels and bit into one before heading back to the seating area.
"So she finally said what's going to happen?" Puck stuffed his hands in his pockets.
"Yeah but she doesn't want me to tell you guys. She doesn't think you can keep a secret."
"Why does everyone say that?!" Finn exploded. People around the food court looked at him. He blushed. "Why does everyone say that? I can keep a secret."
"Why is it a secret anyway?" Puck was amused by his friend's suffering.
"She wants it to be a surprise." Mike chewed.
"I thought she was the only girl to not like surprises?"
"She doesn't but she wants to do something nice for Sam, Blaine and Artie. And they like surprises."
"Can we at least have a hint?" Finn sulked.
"There's a lot of drinking involved. That's why we're having dinner first."
"Where are we having dinner?"
"Luigi's."
"That's in Dayton." Puck whistled.
"She wanted a good Italian place. I don't think she's ever been to Breadstix." Mike approached Marc and thrust his pretzel at him.
"Aw yeah!" Marc snatched the dough from him and took a large bite.
"If we're going to Dayton for dinner, is the party in Dayton?" Finn asked.
"You told them?" Marc asked around a mouthful of pretzel. "Why didn't you get any mustard? Or at least a drink?"
"Why didn't you ask for any? And no. I just told them where we were going for dinner." Mike ate more of his pretzel.
"Where are we going?" A voice asked.
Marc, Joey, Monty and Mike looked over. "Freddie?!"
Freddie Korthapolis laughed. "Hullo!"
The four got up to hug him. "What's up, man?!"
He laughed again. "I haven't seen anybody since Christmas!"
"Why didn't you come to the party?!" Marc demanded.
"I like the way I'm chopped liver!" A new voice snapped.
"Jamie!" The foursome turned to give him hugs.
"I thought so!" The Italian sniffed.
"Hey, guys, meet my friends." Mike turned to Finn and Puck. "This is Finn and this is Puck. Guys? This is Freddie and this is Jamie."
"What's up?" They greeted each other.
Puck was surprised when they kissed both his cheeks. Like real mobsters! "I didn't meet you at the party."
"I was only in town for a couple of days. Real in and out." Jamie Barnes said.
"I'm Beth's father." That seemed to get them to accept him.
"Ah!" Jamie shook his hand.
"And I'm dating Quinn."
"Good man!" Freddie punched his back.
"Finn used to date Quinn." Mike felt like stirring up trouble.
Finn blushed and ducked his head. "I was with her when she got pregnant."
"You're the hot tub guy?!" Jamie laughed.
He really flushed then. "She told you that?!"
"Mike did." Freddie patted Mike's chest.
Finn glared at him. "Thanks a lot!"
"In my defense, it was funny." Mike grinned.
"You're too bad for Sadie!"
"Oh, she likes it." He waved a hand.
"Who is Sadie?" Freddie frowned. "I thought you were dating Mercedes Catherine?"
"It's just his nickname for her." He lifted a shoulder.
"It's better than Puck calling her Mama." Marc snickered.
"Aren't you the same age?" Jamie was really confused.
Puck's ears turned red. "Yeah."
"Then why do you call her Mama?" Freddie wanted to know.
Puck swallowed hard. "It's short for Hot Mama."
"And why exactly are you calling my little cousin Hot Mama?" Jamie folded his arms across his big chest.
Puck gulped. "Because she's hot. And I didn't know her name at the time."
The look on the cousins' faces were thunderous. Until Mike laughed. "You should see your face!"
Puck was sweating like a sinner in church. "Huh?!"
"They're just kidding." Marc grinned. "If we haven't kicked your butt over what you call her, they aren't."
The cousins broke out with smiles and clapped him on the back.
"You guys are jerks!" Puck's eyes widened.
"Yeah, whatever. I'm hungry." Joey complained. "Who's going to make us food?"
"I say we go to Sally's." Mike said. "I want a burger like you wouldn't believe!"
"Then we can come back for Tim. His plane will be in soon." Marc said. "Then we'll get Greg."
"Mama said the people were coming to pick your stuff up today. Don't you need to be home?" Puck asked.
"They already came. It didn't take long at all for us to load it up."
"Let's hurry up and get to Sally's." Mike rubbed his stomach. "My stomach's pissed I teased it with that pretzel."
M&MC
Mercedes twirled in her long floral maxi dress. It was white with traces of blue, peach, red and yellow. She loved it. "I want this one!"
"Then get it and let's go!" Marcy yelled.
"Where are you trying to go so fast?!"
"Roman's. I want shoes for my dress. And I still have to do my hair."
"I like it." Santana looked her over. "All these browns and golds. It fits your face."
"Thank you."
"Even the white hair."
Marcy paled. "Shut up."
"Why do you have white hair?"
"Marcy's part blonde already. She also has red and brown hair on top of black hair." Quinn explained. "And yes, she went grey early. But it's not grey; it's white."
"Lookin like Gandolf." Santana teased.
"Lord of the Rings? Really?" Marcy sniped.
"It's the one thing I picked up from Trouty Mouth when we dated."
"Who?"
"She means Sam." Quinn told her.
"You call Samantha "Trouty Mouth"? He must hate that."
"Oh, he does." Santana grinned.
"Can't wait to use it on him."
"Leave Sammy alone." Mercedes exited the dressing room in her street clothes.
"He is alone. I just can't believe you all dated the same guy. Oh wait. Didn't you date Puck and Finn, too?" Marcy stirred up trouble.
"Wait a minute!" Santana whirled on Mercedes. "When'd you date Finnocence?!"
"Marcy, you are the devil!" Mercedes hissed.
"That's what they tell me." Marcy batted her eyelashes.
"Come on! When'd you date the Pillsbury Doughboy?" Santana wanted to know.
"Stop calling him names." Mercedes swatted her. "He's a good man and you did sleep with him."
"Is he hot?" Karou asked.
"Define hot."
"No." Marcy rolled her eyes. "But he seems eager. If someone took the time to train him, he could be a good boy toy."
Karou shrugged. "I could break him in."
"Please." Santana held up a hand. "No girl wants his squishy body above them."
"I've done worse."
"She has." Marcy, who'd been typing on her phone, put it up. "Are we going now?"
"Yes. And Karou, be nice to Finn. He's never been with a girl like you." Mercedes walked to the counter.
"He's been with two!" Santana yelled out. "Me and the Hobbit!"
"He's been with a hobbit?" Marcy raised a brow.
"That's what she calls Rachel." Quinn rolled her eyes.
"Hurtful."
Santana shrugged. "She's lucky I haven't called her worse. We're still not talking after I got her understudy job."
"Why don't you just quit?" Quinn blew out a breath.
"It's the principle of the thing." Santana snapped.
"Since when do you have principles?"
"Watch it, Tubbers."
Mercedes came back. "Okay, we can leave now."
Marcy led the way out to her car and started driving to Roman's. Her phone went off. "Get that, Rou. It's your brother."
"Who? Ani?" Karou picked up the device.
"Yeah. He wanted to come tonight but couldn't get away until we already started. I told him to come through anyway so he's trying."
"I hope he comes!"
"Tell him we said hi." Quinn leaned forward.
"Text the twins and tell them we said hi, too." Mercedes poked Karou's shoulder.
"Karan and Kari are studying for their finals. Mom has them on quiet time until they pass." Karou shook her head. "Ani gave you his schedule."
"Tell him I'll make plans for him if he just gets here." Marcy said.
Karou typed it in. The phone rang seconds later. "He says he's in the air now."
"Ask him when his flight gets in. Maybe the guys can pick him up? Call Marc and ask him who he has now."
Karou shot off the missive before calling Marc. "Hey, it's me. Marce wants to know; who all do you have now?"
Marcy parked at Roman's and they all got out.
"Okay, here she is." Karou handed the phone over.
"Who all does he have?" Quinn asked.
"Freddie and Jamie."
"Freddie and Jamie?!" She and Mercedes squealed happily.
"Yeah, I can't wait for tonight."
"Okay, I'll see you later. Bye." Marcy hung up. "Okay, he's going to be on the watch out for Kerani and the others."
"Who else is coming?" Mercedes wanted to know.
"Greg and Timmy."
"TJ is so cute!"
"We're talking about Timmy. How'd you get on his son?"
"But he is! With his little squishy face and tiny teeth and happy smile!" Mercedes gushed.
"He is adorable." Quinn allowed.
"Not as adorable as Beth though, right?" Marcy lifted a brow.
"Do you want to see a picture? Shelby sent me one yesterday."
"Sure!" Mercedes, Marcy and Karou gathered around her to see the picture on her phone. "Cute!"
Quinn beamed as she put away her phone. "You know that painting you did of her for me is hanging up in my room."
"She'd like that." Marcy smiled.
"Come on!" Santana groaned. "I checked out on baby talk when Wheezy started sprouting gibberish about your cousin's kid."
Mercedes swatted her. "Bring your impatient self on here!"
The five walked inside.
"Do you want shoes for tonight or just tomorrow?" Karou asked.
"I have my shoes for tonight. They're black ankle booties with a tonne of silver buckles and zippers. They're made out of real leather and are 2 3/4"." Marcy walked to a stand that held pearl white high heels. They stood at four inches with a wide platform and open toe.
"How do you do that?!" Quinn didn't get it. "You always find what you want right off the bat!"
"I always know what I want." She shrugged. "And they have eight and a half. Perfect."
"Try them on at least." Mercedes urged.
Marcy sat on a stool and tugged her chucks off before putting her socked feet into the heels and standing. She walked around for a bit. "I won't be in them long."
"It's going to take me longer- ooh!" Mercedes' eyes lit up. She walked over to a display that held red and gold gladiator sandals.
"You've never found shoes that fast!" Quinn marveled.
"But these are the ones! They even have jewels on them!" She wanted them and there was nothing anyone could say different.
"Do they have your size?"
"Oh shoot! The closest is eight and a half and a nine and a half."
"Try them both on. You never know." Marcy advised.
Mercedes took her sandals off and slipped into the eight and a half's. "Wow! They fit!"
"It's your lucky day, hot stuff. Get 'em."
Mercedes giggled as she put them back in the box and put back on her purple flip-flops. "Did you just call me "hot stuff"?"
"Yes, I did. Now come on. My hair stinks."
They went to pay then exited the store to go home.
"Do you want me to take you home now, Santana?"
Santana wrinkled her nose. "Just to drop off my stuff. I don't want to be home alone."
Marcy took her directions to her house and let Santana run her things inside. Then she drove three streets over to their house.
The five went inside and Mercedes went to let the dogs inside.
Santana eyed the yellow dog. "You got a new dog?"
"Puck got him for Marcy for her birthday." Quinn beamed. "Isn't it thoughtful?"
Santana set a hand on her hip. "Just proud of your man. He must have forgiven you."
"Yes, he has!" Quinn stuck her tongue out.
"Forgave you for what?" Karou asked.
Marcy grimaced. "I knew there was something I forgot to tell you."
"Wait! You didn't tell her that you two cheated on your boyfriends?!" Santana laughed.
Quinn scoffed indignantly. "Marcy did, too and Laura had sex with Johnny!"
Karou choked on air. "What?!"
"Not cousin Johnnie." Mercedes corrected her line of thought.
"I still can't believe Laura's divorced."
"Your sister's divorced?" Santana made a considering face.
"Yes." Mercedes sighed. "I'll make tea and we'll explain everything."
"I'm going to go put my stuff up then do my hair." Marcy declined. "I should call Pierre."
"I want to know more about him." Quinn demanded. "Like why was he dating a seventeen year old and he's twenty five?!"
"He's twenty three!" Marcy walked out.
"He's still old!"
"Who's Pierre?" Santana wrinkled her nose.
"The Frenchman she's cheating on!" Quinn yelled up the stairs.
"She's just not going to leave Mal alone, is she?" Karou shook her head.
"It's not Jr. It's his ex-girlfriend."
"That Ellen girl?!"
"Yes! They had sex Monday!"
"How'd Mal take that?" Karou was totally interested.
"He doesn't know!" Quinn led the way to the living room.
"Let me put my stuff up then I'll be right back down here to learn everything!" Karou ran out.
Santana sat down on a sofa and looked around the room. It was her first time in it. "Beautiful. So what the hell is going on? Why's everyone sleeping around?"
M&MC
"I feel sick!" Puck complained.
"We told you playing touch football after eating was a bad idea." Marc laughed.
Finn picked himself off the ground. "How do you even know how to play football?!"
"We live in different countries; not underground." Joey grinned.
"Ugh!" Puck bent over at the waist and tried to keep his lunch down.
Mike slapped his back. "You're okay."
"I hate you! Why'd you tackle me? I didn't even have the ball!"
"It was a precaution."
Puck glared at him.
Finn rubbed his shoulder. "I quit. Let's do something different."
"Let's go mess with the girls." Monty grinned.
"We have to get Tim soon. We'll have to make it quick." Marc checked the time.
They all piled into Rhonda and Mike drove to the Jones house. They got out and barreled through the door. "We're back!"
"Why are you so loud?!" Marcy's voice shouted.
"Where are you?!" Marc yelled instead.
"Check the den!"
The guys went to the den but it was empty. They checked through each room until they found them in the living room. "Funny."
"I never said we were in there." Marcy lifted her chin.
"Curly Sue!" Freddie grinned.
"Where's your hair?!" Jamie was in shock.
"I cut it Saturday." Marcy had washed, conditioned and oiled her hair and braided it in two thick French braids. She pulled on both braids now.
"How'd your Momma react to that?"
"I don't think she knows."
"How'd she miss it?!"
"She's had her hair up since Saturday." Mercedes sipped her tea.
"I can't wait for Grandmama to see." Mike pulled her up and sat in her seat.
She looked down at him. "You're welcome!"
He pulled her down and kissed her cheek.
"Aww! How cute!" Freddie teased.
"Go to he-"
"Mikey!" Mercedes patted his chest with both hands.
"So touchy!" Freddie couldn't stop.
"Give me a hug and stop causing trouble!" Mercedes opened her arms.
Freddie hugged her. "I can do both."
Jamie went to Quinn and mussed up her hair. "How you doing, Cuz?"
"Jamie!" Quinn hugged him tightly.
"She doesn't act that happy to see me." Puck leaned next to Marcy.
"She's seen you naked. There's no more surprises." Marcy murmured.
Finn laughed. "Your brothers and cousins tried to break us."
"Completely tried to take us out!" Puck pouted at Mercedes.
"Aww! I'm sorry, baby." She blew him a kiss as Jamie and Freddie switched.
"Crybaby." Marc muttered.
"Mama, he called me a crybaby!" Puck tattled.
"Leave him alone, Marc!" She frowned.
"How can you handle your boyfriend being such a baby?" Jamie asked Quinn.
She rolled her eyes. "He's always going to be her baby. He's a man child anyway."
Puck scowled. "I'm all man."
"Except for the twelve year old lurking inside you." Marcy looked at him.
"Why you gotta hurt me to my heart, Mini Mama?"
"Stop being a peach and listen."
"A peach?! What's that supposed to mean?!"
She waved him away and turned to Mike. "Santana's going to come with us tonight."
"Are you sure?" Mike was uneasy. "We're a bunch of guys. You may be uncomfortable."
"If you can hang, so can I." Santana crossed her arms. "Now introduce me to your fine cousins."
The guys fought to line up in front of her. Monty won. He picked up her hand and kissed her fingers.
"That's Monty." Mike said. "Three quarters German, speaks five languages (including Spanish) and is two years older than you."
"Call me Montell." Monty grinned.
Freddie pushed him out of the way and kissed her hand.
"That's Freddie." Mike introduced the blue eyed blond. "He's five years older than you, Swedish and can cook like Emeril."
"Fredrick, please." Freddie smiled.
Jamie stuck his hand in his face and pushed him away. "Beilla."
"Meet Jamie. Italian, twenty five and in the life." Mike went on.
"We didn't tell her about that." Mercedes whispered.
"What life?" Santana wiggled her fingers.
Jamie took her hand and kissed it. "The mafia. But don't let that scare you. I'm just a big ole Teddy bear."
Joey used his elbow to push him out of the way and snorted. "Crazy Teddy bear. How you doin, love?"
"Joey." Mike pointed. "British, twenty one and a bartender. He's Marc's twin."
"You, pretty lady, can call me Joseph." Joey kissed her hand.
Marc coughed into his fist. Joey didn't move. Marc coughed again.
Joey let her go and moved.
Marc grinned widely and took Santana's hand.
"Marc is my brother." Mike said. "He's twenty one, speaks seven languages and is German, Native American, African American and Italian."
Santana ran her eyes all over him. "Wow! You are fine!"
Marc grinned. "You are one pretty flower yourself."
Santana smiled warmly. "Thank you."
"He always wins!" Monty bit off.
"Why don't I pour you a glass of wine and we can talk about how pretty you are?" Marc ignored him.
"Hey, Monty?" Marcy called with an evil grin. "Watch me ruin this."
"Please do!" Joey grumbled.
"Marc." Marcy sang.
"You cannot ruin this, Moppet." Marc said in Italian. "It's a done deal."
"I already hit that." Marcy said in English.
"Ooh!" Monty, Joey, Freddie and Jamie laughed.
"Damn!" Marc swore.
"What?!" Puck, Mike, Finn and Quinn had whiplash they looked between them so quickly.
Karou high-fived Marcy while Mercedes caught the giggles.
"When was this?!" Quinn demanded.
"October 2011." Marcy said smugly.
Marc let go of Santana, who pouted. "Sorry. No can do."
"Why didn't you tell me?!" Quinn hit Santana.
"Why would I tell you I had sex with Aretha's sister when I didn't know you were related?" Santana folded her arms across her chest.
Quinn did the same. "I can't believe this!"
"Why are you so upset? And why can't we talk more?" The last part was to Marc.
"Because we agreed to stop back biting years ago." Mike explained.
"Back biting?"
"As you can tell, we're competitive." Joey said. "We treat getting girls (or guys; whatever you're into) as sport. Gaining whatever favors we can from them is the name of the game."
"We'd go behind one another and try to take each other's prospects but it caused too much drama." Marc went on.
"So that's why you're upset?" Santana got it.
"Yes." Quinn nodded. "I never would have slept with you if I'd known."
Karou laughed. "You slept with her, too?!"
"Damn!" Marc groaned.
"I made out with her." Mercedes admitted.
"What?!" Puck, Mike and Finn yelped.
"It was a drunken dare by Brittany."
"Who I also had sex with." Marcy sipped her tea.
"Damn, Mini Mama! You gets it in!" Puck congratulated.
"Mikey's had sex with them both."
"Why you tell on me?!" Mike's jaw dropped.
"What the hell?!" Marc threw up his hands.
"You got around, didn't you?" Karou grinned.
Santana blushed. "I didn't know you were related!"
"She had sex with us, too! Are we in your little club?" Puck demanded.
Marc dropped into a chair. "I quit! You too, Finn?"
Finn blushed. "Yeah."
"Damn!"
Karou pulled Santana over and kissed her. When she pulled back, Santana had a glazed over look in her eyes. "Didn't want to be left out."
Joey plucked her up and kissed her. "Me either!"
"My turn!" Monty shouted and pulled her into his arms.
Jamie and Freddie lined up behind him.
When they were done, Marc kissed her. "Might as well."
Santana was grinning to herself as she resettled in her seat. "I like your family."
M&MC
"It's time for glee." Mike pointed to the clock.
"It's time for us to pick up Timmy." Marc looked at him expectantly.
"No."
"You can drive Suzy." He compromised.
Part of Mike wanted to agree right away but Rhonda was his baby. "I don't know."
"What's going on?" Finn whispered to Mercedes.
"Rhonda is bigger than Suzy so Marc needs her to pick up my cousin, Timmy. Neither one of them let other people drive their cars so Mikey is a little unsure." She explained.
"Say yes!" Puck hissed. "Say yes!"
Mike sighed. "Okay, fine."
"Yes!" Puck cheered.
"Don't let them tear up my car." Marc eyed him suspiciously.
Mike eyed his friend, too. "He might have to walk."
"I'll be good!" Puck promised.
"What kind of car does your brother have that's so special, Puckerman's acting like a girl in love?" Santana asked Quinn.
"A Rolls Royce." Quinn picked lint off her dress.
Santana's brows moved.
"Okay, let's go. I don't want to be late." Mike took Marc's car keys and handed over his own.
Everyone stood and left the house.
Marc, Joey, Monty, Freddie and Jamie got in Rhonda; Mike, Puck and Finn got in Suzy and Marcy, Karou, Mercedes, Quinn and Santana got in Travis. They all took off.
When Travis and Suzy made it to the school, their drivers parked and their occupants spilled out into the parking lot.
"That was amazing." Puck swore.
"Yeah, it's luxurious." Mike missed his car though.
"It's such a smooth ride." Finn marveled. "Why are all your cars so easy to fall in love with?"
Mike grinned. "Pop taught us well."
Marcy grabbed Karou's hand. "C'mon. I can't wait for you to meet RT."
"RT?" Karou tried to slow her down.
"I can't wait for him to sing to you."
"She means Artie." Mercedes explained. Santana was looking bewildered as well.
"They got to be good friends?" Santana asked.
"Like you wouldn't believe. The party's for him and Sam."
"Who else she's gotten close to." Quinn rolled her eyes. "Even though she calls him a bunch of hurtful names."
"So do I." Santana grinned.
"Yeah but she likes him."
They made it to the choir room. Everyone was already there.
"Boo Thang!" Artie called out. "It's Friday!"
"Party!" She started dancing in front of his chair.
He began dancing with her. "Oh! Oh! Oh!"
Mercedes broke them up. "You have time for that later."
"Will we?" Artie adjusted his glasses.
"Oh, we'll get in a little dancing." Marcy teased.
"As long as I get to twirl around with you, I'm happy."
Marcy beamed but she wasn't looking at him.
"Welcome back, Santana." Mr. Shue hugged her.
"Thanks, Mr. Shue." Santana smiled.
Tina hugged her. "Why didn't you say you were getting in?"
"I wanted it to be a surprise."
Blaine got his hug in. "How are you?"
"I'm good. Your fairy is pissed at you."
"I know. He's really upset I didn't tell him anything."
"He's upset?" Mercedes worried.
"He'll get over it." Blaine assured her. "But he'll be here next week."
"I can't wait to see him."
Sam hugged Santana, although she kept him at arm's length. "Be nice to me, Santana."
"You sound like Mal!" Marcy pointed in wonderment.
"You do!" Quinn narrowed her eyes in shock.
"Mal knows Santana?" Sam was confused.
"A little but Mal's always telling Marcy to be nice to him." Mike explained.
"Thank goodness!" Blaine moaned lightly. "I was starting to think she didn't like us!"
"Relax, Clark Gable." Marcy waved a hand. "I don't dislike you."
"That doesn't mean you like us." Artie said shrewdly.
"It doesn't." She allowed.
Everyone waited but that was all she said.
"So... who is this?" Artie asked slowly.
"This is Karou." Marcy smiled. "Rou, this is Artie, Blaine, Sam, Tina, Unique, Marley, Jake, Ryder and Kitty. And this is Mr. Shue."
"You're so cute!" Karou cooed at Blaine, who was closest to her.
Blaine laughed. "Thank you! You're very beautiful."
"Oh thank you!" She leaned over to look at Sam and she licked her lips.
Marcy put her arms around her from behind and said in Japanese, "Mercy used to love him."
"How much?" Karou responded in kind.
"A lot!" Mercedes yelled.
Mike glared at her.
"But not too much."
"And you're too much for him anyway." Marcy went on. "He'd catch feelings and when you don't return them, he'll be crushed."
"I can return any feeling he got." Karou patted her hands.
"No, you can't. You're like me and you know it."
"You know he's still got that crush on you." Mike stopped glaring at Mercedes.
"Oh? He's yours?" Karou's lips twitched.
"He's like a dog. A baby dog. A golden retriever baby dog." Marcy shook her head. "He's not mine. Go for somebody that needs a fling. Go for Finn."
"Finn?!" Quinn yelped. Everyone looked at her. They understood Finn clearly. "What happened to no back biting?!"
"Not even for a small fling?" Karou pouted. "I won't ever see him after tonight."
Quinn frowned as she thought about it. She looked at Mercedes. "He was your boyfriend first."
"What?!" Karou giggled.
"I think Finn can try to handle her for one night. But just one night! Don't even give him your number!" Mercedes eyed Karou seriously.
Karou pouted. "Fine. For girls that are over him, you're sure looking out for him."
"We still love him."
Mike glared anew.
"But not too much."
Karou laughed and held her hand out for Sam, who was just lost at them speaking another language and said in precise English, "You are Sam, yes?"
He shook her hand. "Yes, ma'am."
"Ooh and manners."
Marcy squeezed her.
"Your girlfriend must like that."
Marcy squeezed her again. "Stop it, heifa."
Karou laughed to cover up her quiet words. "This is the glee club, yes? You must have a lovely voice. Can I hear it?"
Marcy spun Karou away and took Sam's face in her hands before planting a wildly passionate kiss on his lips.
"Ooh!" Karou folded her arms across her chest angrily.
Marcy pulled away and Sam followed her blindly. She pushed him away gently as everyone gawked. "The line is renewed. With me. Hands off, hooker!"
Karou angrily sat in a chair up front.
Mercedes glared at her. "Thank you, Marcy! You should be ashamed, Rou! I had him just last year!"
"A lot has happened!" Karou pouted.
"Rou, that's not nice." Mike had to say. "Mercy really loved him."
"But she loves you now." Karou said slyly.
"Stop it or you won't even get Finn." Quinn warned. "Don't forget, I had Sam, too and I know how he is about girls. You'd hurt him and have him in the wind."
"I'm glad that's what you think of me!" Karou crossed her legs.
"Bitch, that's you!" Marcy wasn't falling for it. "You'd even move here to play with his heart until you cheat on him five minutes later. You're already eyeing Ryder!"
There is no Japanese word for Ryder so they all knew he was being talked about.
"He's cute!" Karou defended.
"And he's too young for you!" Marcy snapped. "Stick to your one night stand with Finn or better yet, find a stripper tonight. Stop playing with our friends!"
Mercedes was proud of her sister. Marcy wasn't known for thinking of other people and especially not their feelings so the fact that she was trying to protect these people that she'd just met was something that made Mercedes very happy. "Get some shame, Rou!"
"Fine! I'll take Finn." Karou sat a bit higher. "What about Artie? Did one of you date him?"
Mercedes and Quinn facepalmed. "No! He has a girlfriend!"
"So?!"
"Artie can fight his own battles." Marcy decided. "He's a grown man and can do whatever he wants but don't you dare keep flirting if he says no!"
"I don't have to beg men to sleep with me, CC. I'm gorgeous." Karou flipped her hair.
"You're a mess is what you are." Mercedes fussed.
"Hey!" Artie waved a hand. "Can you speak English?! And tell us why Boo Thang laid that whopper on Sam?! I mean she took his temperature!"
Karou winked at him.
He grinned and blew a kiss.
Kitty glared at both.
Mercedes gave a long suffering sigh. "It's nothing, guys."
"Really? Cuz it looked like soft core porn." Santana eyed Karou.
"It was not." Marcy sat on Mike's lap.
"I didn't know Mike was a chair." Blaine teased.
"He's my big brother. Of course he is. I also sleep on top of him."
"You sleep on top of him?"
"She sleeps over my face." Mike's lips twisted.
"Nu un!" Artie waved a hand. "Go back to you kissing Sam!"
"What about your boyfriend? I thought you were going to be faithful to him now?" Marley pouted.
"Or are you gon leave him for Trouty Mouth?" Santana grinned, just loving to stir up trouble.
"Answers, woman!" Artie shouted.
"Did you cut your hair?" Tina asked in the ensuing quiet.
Marcy laughed. "You owe me twenty bucks!"
Tina was taken aback. "Why would I-?"
"Not you." Quinn shook her head. "Us. We bet her Sam or Blaine would notice her hair first and she said a girl would."
Tina laughed. "Why'd you cut your hair?"
"Made sense at the time." Marcy shrugged. "I cut it Saturday."
"And we didn't notice for a whole week? Wow."
Mercedes and Quinn both handed over $20. Marcy stuffed the notes into her jeans pocket. "Thank you."
"I still think we could have waited a bit longer. Blaine would have gotten it." Quinn sulked.
"No way. Sammy notices everything about her. He definitely would have noticed." Mercedes argued.
"But he didn't."
"Blaine didn't either!"
"He would have gotten it!"
"So would Sammy!"
"What are you two even fighting about? You both lost." Mike didn't get it.
They tossed him dirty looks but he only smiled. "Shut up!"
"I bet Blaine will be the first one to compliment her!" Quinn snapped in Swedish.
"I bet Sam will!" Mercedes responded in kind.
"Twenty?"
"It's on!"
They shook on it and stared at their "bets".
"You two need help." Marcy murmured.
"You're just as competitive." Mike swiped a finger down her cheek.
She wrinkled her nose. "You have me confused with you."
"I'm not competitive." His family looked at him for that horrid lie. "I am not!"
"Hmm." Marcy pursed her lips. "I bet Quinn wins."
Mike laughed. "Yeah right. Sam's seeing stars right now. Mercy's going to win."
"Not even! Blaine's gay and gay guys always hand out compliments."
"Sam's southern and southerners are always handing out compliments."
"The both of you are going to lose because Artie's going to say something." Karou smiled in his direction.
"You only say that because you want in his pants." Marcy sneered.
"We all have twenty bucks?" Quinn pulled out another twenty and slapped it on the table.
They all took out twenty dollars and set them on the table.
"What are you guys doing?" Artie asked.
Karou squealed.
"Uh un!" Marcy sat up. "He ain't said nothing!"
"Speak English!" Artie snapped.
"I thought I was?"
Mercedes chuckled and said in English, "You're still speaking Swedish."
"What about now?"
"Italian."
"What about now?"
"Is that Russian?"
"Damnit!"
"That was English."
"Figures." She threw up her hands.
"What are you doing?!" Artie shouted.
"Calm down. Didn't you have a question?"
"Why'd you kiss Sam?"
"A different question."
"Why you ain't kiss me?!"
"Girlfriend, huh?" Karou raised a brow.
Marcy licked her lips and tossed her head. "If you wanted a kiss, all you had to do was say so."
"I wanna kiss!" Artie sulked.
"Oh really?" Kitty faced him.
"Just on the cheek." He swore.
She sat back and rolled her eyes. "Whatever!"
"Why you gotta be like that?!"
"Guys. We don't want to hear you argue." Tina was sick of them fighting.
"Marcy, I thought you were going to be true to your boyfriend?" Marley asked as both crossed their arms and looked away from each other.
Karou started laughing. "She can't be faithful!"
Marcy tossed her a dark glare. "Forget you! I can so!"
"You lasted all of three days." Quinn pointed out.
"Raise your hand if Quinn cheated on you." Marcy stared her down.
"Don't you dare!" Quinn glared at the boys.
Mercedes facepalmed. "Stop it, Marcy. We thought we agreed that kissing other people would hurt Pierre?"
"Not today." Marcy leaned against Mike's chest and buried her face in his throat.
"Why not today?"
Marcy said something they couldn't understand.
Mike lifted her up. "What was that?"
"I said he gave me a pass."
"A pass?!" Artie yanked on his ear as if trying to pop it in order to hear better. "What do you mean a pass?!"
"He said he knew parties get wild and he didn't want me to feel bad if I did something."
"Like I said; a sucka." Puck snorted, rolled his eyes and sat back.
"Hey! Leave him alone! He's just trying to be understanding!"
"Awww! You're defending him!" Mercedes was shocked. Pleased but shocked. Maybe Marcy did like him?
"Let's talk about anything else." Marcy said crossly.
It was quiet until Blaine cleared his throat. "Your hair looks nice. Is that how you're going to wear it tonight?"
"Ha!" Marcy yelled in Mike's face.
Quinn yanked up Mercedes' twenty. "I win!"
"Dammit, Sam! What's wrong with you?!" Mike scowled as Marcy did a victory dance on his lap.
"Sammy!" Mercedes whined.
Sam blinked. "What'd I do?"
"You're slow!" Mike snapped.
Mercedes reached over and hit his arm. "Stop that! But Sammy, I know you like Marcy...'s hair. Right? Why didn't you say anything?"
Sam blinked again as he fought a blush. "What do you want me to say?"
"Anything would have been preferable." Mike muttered.
"Dollar, dollar bills y'all!" Marcy fanned herself with Mike's twenty.
"You guys are too competitive." Blaine smirked.
"Whatever."
"We won so who cares?" Quinn put away her money.
"Okay, I want a rematch!" Mike snapped.
"Anytime, paw-paw!" Marcy challenged.
He glared at her and switched to Italian. "I say Sam's going to be the first one to spank you!"
"Sam would never!" Mercedes gasped.
"Yes, he would and you know it."
"They're not dating."
"He'll still do it." He swore before adding in a low voice, "Even if I have to make him."
"Not that I'll let him but if anybody was to spank me, it'd be Artie." Marcy denied.
"I think Blaine will." Mercedes and Quinn said in unison.
"Blaine?! Really?!" Mike laughed.
"He already wants to spank her. He said it himself." Quinn argued.
"But he'd never do it."
"Easy money." Marcy put her hand on his shoulder.
Mike took another twenty from his pocket. "$20 says Sam will be the first one to touch Marcy's butt."
"$20 says Blaine will." Mercedes pulled out a twenty.
"I'm telling you; it's going to be Artie." Marcy shook her head as she pulled out a twenty.
"I agree with CC." Karou said.
"Stop thinking with your hormones!" Mike said peevishly.
"I'm serious. This Artie guy seems dirty. He's going to do it."
"What are you guys betting on now?" Blaine wanted to know.
"We can't tell you." Mercedes switched back to English. "But if you wanted to do anything to Marcy, it'd be okay."
"No, it wouldn't!" Marcy snapped.
"Is that open for all of us?" Puck asked.
"We should have included him." Quinn snapped her fingers.
"Do I still get my kiss?" Karou grinned cheekily.
Quinn sighed heavily. "I suppose."
"Can I do it now?"
"Why in front of everyone?!"
"They'll enjoy it as much as he will."
Marcy snickered and whispered in Mike's ear. He chuckled.
"What was that?!" Quinn poked the both of them.
"Nothing." Marcy tried to stop giggling.
Mike's shoulders rose and fell quickly but he wasn't laughing (out loud).
"What are you guys talking about?" Tina asked.
"Quinnie here promised me I could kiss Puckerman." Karou hooked a thumb at the blonde.
"Yes!" Puck celebrated.
Quinn glared at him. "Don't get too happy!"
"She said Marcy could, too." Karou went on.
"You are the best girlfriend ever!" Puck vibrated with happiness.
"I can't believe you're going to let your sister and cousin kiss your boyfriend." Marley was in awe.
"It's just one kiss." Quinn shrugged.
"What happened to no back biting?" Santana grinned.
"This is permission. Besides, you got your kisses. Stop being greedy."
"Wait a minute!" Artie put his hands up. "Boo Thang and her sweet, tantalizing cousin kissed you?!"
Santana smirked. "Wouldn't you like to know."
"Hell yeah, I would! In detail, please!"
"Santana, don't!" Mercedes was a little embarrassed.
"What's wrong, Aretha?!" Santana said loudly. "You don't want anyone to know we hooked up?!"
"Why are you Satan?!"
Sam's jaw dropped. "When was this?!"
"Before you brought your big lips back from Kentucky." Santana grinned. "It's also the time I got down with Patti."
"Yes!" Artie looked over Santana as if imagining exactly what went down.
Kitty hit his shoulder. "What?!"
"That is hot! You can't blame me for that!"
"I also slept with Chang a few years ago and Quinnocence this Valentine's Day." Santana went on blithely.
Quinn exhaled sharply. "You do too much!"
"You were with Mike?" Tina pouted.
"It was before you." Santana waved a hand.
"You just had fun, didn't you?" Jake grinned.
"Yes, I did."
Mr. Shue frowned. "Let's change the subject. Let's talk about the house in Italy more."
M&MC
"Okay, Boo Thang." Artie waved a hand. "You've told us stories about your family and camp and all about your house but you still ain't said one word about that bee sanctuary."
Marcy gaped.
Karou laughed. "Awww! I love this story! Almost as much as the one when we found out CC was bi."
"Shut up. Shut up right now." She found her tongue.
"Wait a minute!" Jake sat up straight. "That sounds like a good story! I wanna hear that one!"
"No!"
"You have to tell one of them!"
"I'm not telling either of them!"
"Marcy, it's been sixteen years." Mike hugged her. "Don't you think it'll be okay to tell the story?"
"I hate this story!"
"We can talk about the bee sanctuary." Mercedes offered.
"I don't want to talk about that either." Marcy pouted. "These stories don't make me look good."
"You saved Maddie." Quinn said. "That does make you look good. And it's better than you know what."
Everyone looked at her in pure confusion. "What?"
She tried to be stealthy. "What we did nearly thirteen years ago."
"You have to be more specific." Marcy blinked.
"In Italy. To Maddie. Before we got used to her."
"Holy shit, how can you bring that up?" Marcy's mouth fell open.
Mike and Mercedes were just as stricken. "Oh no!"
Quinn blanched. "I'm just saying. We've done worse."
"We agreed to never bring that up." Mike hissed. "Ever!"
"I'm not. I'm just saying-"
"Quinn, no one can ever find out about that!" Mercedes cut in.
"I'm not trying to tell on us! I'm just trying to make her feel better!"
"You're terrible at it!"
Quinn pouted. "I was just saying! Is the bee sanctuary or the park incident anything like Italy?"
"How about we stop talking about all of it?" Marcy suggested. "I feel like we're inviting trouble just talking about talking about it."
"Yes! You know if anyone ever found out...," Mike gulped.
"No one's going to find out." Mercedes promised. "Because we aren't talking about it."
"Now I feel guilty." Quinn rubbed her hands together nervously.
"We need a new subject. Now! Somebody say something!" Marcy looked over the glee club.
"You guys are acting weird." Sam said slowly.
"What are they talking about, Cousin?" Artie asked Karou.
She shrugged. "I don't know what they're talking about. What happened thirteen years ago in Italy?"
"Nothing!" The four shouted.
"Which means something did."
"Nope. Nothing at all." Mercedes shook her head.
"I can just ask."
"You don't know who knows and any person that does know won't tell you." Marcy knew.
"Is it a family secret like why you guys moved from Japan in the first place?"
Mike cocked his head. "Maybe. I know I'm never telling this secret."
"So not fair!" She sat back with a pout and crossed arms.
"You don't need to know, Rou. It won't change anything."
"Ugh! I thought we didn't have secrets, CC?"
Marcy kept silent.
"You've told me everything about yourself since the day we met."
"She told you about China?" Quinn was surprised.
"Quinn?!" Marcy yelled.
"China? No! What about China? Is she in on the secret?" Karou looked between them.
"I'm sorry!" Quinn grimaced. "I don't know what you've told her!"
"I'm calling China right now!" Karou lifted her phone.
"No!" Marcy pushed the phone down. "It's not about cousin China but the country China and no, I'm not giving any more details!"
"How can you keep secrets from me?!" Karou didn't like that.
"The whole purpose of a secret is that nobody knows. If I told you, I'd be pretty bad at secrets."
"I don't care! I wanna know!"
"No!"
Karou sat back and refolded her arms. "I can't believe this. I tell you everything."
"Look, I'm sorry, Rou but I can't tell you everything."
"Hmm!" Karou lifted her chin.
"Thanks a lot, Q."
"I'm really sorry." Quinn was.
"You have a cousin named China?" Sam cocked his head.
Mercedes smiled. She knew she loved Sam. "Yes. It's four of them. China's the oldest at twenty three. Then there's twenty one year old India, nearly nineteen year old London and nearly eighteen year old Paris."
"Wow."
"And they're hot!" Jake said. "I tried to get their numbers."
Marley looked at him.
"But they rightfully declined." He watched her watch him.
She nodded. "They're too old for you."
"Yup."
"Age ain't nothin but a number!" Artie and Karou said in unison.
Kitty glared at both. "No, it's not!"
"Yes, it is." Karou flipped her hair.
"And jail is a home away from home." Marcy lifted her brows.
Kitty smiled briefly. "They say it's just a room."
"I've been with people younger than me and people older than me." Karou was still miffed. "And so have you. Nobody's been to jail yet."
Marcy paled and buried her face in Mike's chest.
"Ouch!" Puck winced.
"Oh come on!" Karou snapped. "Another secret?!"
"Come on, Rou. Give her a break." Mike rubbed Marcy's back.
"I'm supposed to be her best friend but she can't even tell me her secrets?!"
"Wait." Blaine sat up with a pensive look on his face. "Are you saying a person went to jail for sleeping with you? Were they much older than you? Because you're still young and it would have been statutory rape."
Karou frowned. "Is that what happened? Were you taken advantage of?"
"I'm not talking about it." Marcy muttered.
"You don't have to talk about it." Karou wrapped her arms around her. "I'm so sorry, CC."
It was quiet as everyone processed the news.
"Would you like a cookie?" Artie asked. "I brought some of the ones you made last night."
Marcy gave a wan smile. "Thanks. I'm surprised you brought them."
"I ain't sharin them with anybody but you." He rummaged through his backpack.
"What kind did she make?" Tina asked.
"Orange cookies. And sticky buns. I had to fight my dad over those buns. I ended up having to have my mom hide them for me." He found the bag of cookies.
"What's so good about her buns?" Kitty wanted to know. "Besides the fact that she seems to be Betty Crocker."
Marcy laughed. "Thanks."
Kitty smiled.
"They're soft and chewy and taste like oranges." Artie breathed deeply as if he could still smell them. "They even have the same drizzle as the cookies."
"Come on, Artie!" Finn snapped. "Let us taste them!"
"Naw! I don't know you!"
"Artie!" Tina admonished.
"I don't know you either." Artie ate a cookie.
Mr. Shue hid his laugh. "Artie, don't you think you should share with your friends?"
"You sound like my mom." He frowned. "And I'm going to tell you what I told her. I don't like them like that."
"Artie!" Mercedes frowned at him. "Shame on you!"
"I'm with him. Those cookies are too good to share." Quinn shrugged lightly.
"Are they really that good?" Kitty asked.
"They are the best cookies ever."
Kitty turned to Artie. "I'm asking you as your girlfriend, can I have a cookie?"
He looked between her and the bag. "I don't think you want any."
"Why not?"
"You don't have any cocoa to go with them. You really need the cocoa."
"Artie!"
Quinn laughed.
"To be fair, he's not wrong." Sam lifted his hands. "That cocoa is like liquid crack."
Marcy laughed. "Liquid crack?!"
"It's something addictive!"
Mike laughed. "I told you. I told all of you."
"Well you were right." Blaine shifted. "I would bathe in that hot chocolate."
"I'd give up every other drink to have that hot cocoa." Sam swore.
"You know? our Nana's butler makes good hot chocolate." Marcy said. "It's the best hot chocolate ever."
"Is it better than yours?" Sam sat up straight.
"It's about the same depending on if you have a cookie." Mike shook his head.
"But if you want to talk about our Nana's staff, we have to tell you about her Cook's honey buns." Mercedes said.
"Yes!" Mike and Marcy moaned.
"That was oddly sexual." Artie adjusted his glasses before biting into another cookie.
"They're so good!" Quinn agreed. "They're slightly sweet and sticky and so good with his spiced butter."
"You said you were going to make me some!" Mike accused Mercedes.
"I can make some tomorrow." She promised.
"I want my buns!"
"You'll get them!" She knew better than to keep playing with his appetite.
"Mike, why do you look like you're going to fight your sister over some bread?" Tina blinked.
"It'll be a fight if I don't get those buns." He insisted.
"I'm going to make them!" Mercedes yelped.
"While we're talking about honey, tell us about the bee sanctuary." Artie hadn't forgotten.
"You're not going to let this go, are you?!" Marcy groaned.
"No. Just tell us."
"Fine!" Everyone cheered. She gave him a low level glare. "It was after we'd gotten kicked out of the last zoo,-"
"You got kicked out of a zoo?" Santana asked.
People shushed her.
"I'll tell you later." Artie promised.
The corner of her mouth kicked up.
"Anyway." Marcy rolled her eyes. "We wanted to go home but our aunt wanted to take us to one last place. She'd heard about it and was sure we'd like it."
"Except Marcy's allergic to bees." Mercedes reminded them. "She didn't believe us no matter how much we told her."
"So suffice to say it, Marcy was already cranky." Mike went on.
"When ain't she?" Artie snorted.
"I'm never making you another cookie." Marcy glared at him.
His mouth fell open. "I'm so sorry."
Quinn giggled. "Anyway, Maddie was afraid of bees."
"She was afraid of anything that flew." Mike expounded. "Bees, insects, birds. She was terrified of everything."
"We've never been to a sanctuary before so we didn't know what to expect." Mercedes continued. "We just tried to protect Marcy and keep Maddie calm."
"But there was this mascot." The way Quinn said "mascot" made it clear she was thinking a different word. "He followed us all over the sanctuary, bugging us."
"Ha! Solid joke." Sam sighed.
Mike rolled his eyes. "He had your sense of humor. He kept asking us if we were good little beekeepers and threatening us by saying he'd use his stinger on us if we weren't."
"Ew." Blaine frowned.
"Hello." Marcy stuck her tongue out. "I could forgive all that. If only..."
"If only?" Tina leaned forward.
"If only he hadn't gotten too close to Maddie." Mercedes said. "He made her cry and Marcy lost it."
"This is going to be good." Jake elbowed Ryder.
"She beat him up and ripped his stinger off." Quinn's lips twisted. "She stole the keys to one of the cages from a guard and stuffed... stuffed..."
Marcy blushed as she trailed off.
"Stuffed what where?!" The class wanted to know.
Karou laughed. "She stuffed the stinger up his butt!"
Both Puckerman brothers held each other as they laughed. Extremely loudly. "I knew it!"
"You didn't." Marley's eyes were wide.
"She did." Quinn nodded slowly. "She dragged him by his neck to a cage and unlocked it before stuffing his body inside. Then she locked it and threw the keys."
Everyone else burst into riotous laughter.
Artie wiped away tears. "That's my Boo Thang!"
"Shut up! Shut up!" Marcy hissed.
"We're sorry, Marcy but that's just plain funny!" Sam wiped his face.
"No, it's not!"
Mike laid her head on his chest. "It's okay, Marce. We know you aren't like that anymore."
"I'm really not." She mumbled.
The class got themselves under control.
"Woo!" Artie patted his chest. "Okay, tell us how you found out you were bi."
"No." Marcy threw him a hateful glare.
"Come on, CC." Karou poked her side. "It's been years and I think it'll be very therapeutic for you."
"You're full of sh-!"
"Marcy!" Mercedes chided.
Marcy rolled her eyes and laid her head back on Mike's chest.
Karou poked her cheek. "It's the most favorite story our family likes telling."
"It really is." Mercedes didn't get it. It was entertaining but not that much.
"You've got to tell us, Ms. Lady." Jake pleaded.
"Fine. But I'm not saying a word." Marcy waved a hand at her sisters to start.
"Okay, it was a couple months after we'd met and our nanny took us to the park." Quinn started.
"One nanny for all of you?" Tina was flabbergasted.
"We went through nannies." Mike said. "You'll see why."
"We know why." Artie munched on another cookie. "Why is on your lap."
"To be fair, it wasn't just her."
"But this one was." Quinn got back to her story. "Anyway, we were at the park and Marcy and Mal were playing on the jungle gym."
"They wanted to come down but Mal got scared." Mercedes took up. "Marcy promised him that she would get Marc to help him down then her fearless self jumped from the top."
"On her way to the blanket we were on, she got sidetracked. She saw a little girl of about four playing in the sandbox."
"Marcy couldn't speak English yet so when she went to talk to her, the little girl couldn't understand her."
"We don't know exactly what happened but Marcy kissed her. Yes, on the lips."
"Our nanny saw and came over to stop her. She chastised Marcy and told her to stop putting her lips on people she didn't know." Mercedes smirked. "Then as punishment, made Marcy sit next to her."
"But then she got back into her book and Marcy wandered off. She found the little girl again but this time, she was by her mom."
"Marcy tried to tell her who she was but she wasn't saying it in a language she could understand. So she used those alphabet cereal the little girl had to spell her name."
"Except she could only remember how to spell some of her name. Which is why her name is Marcy. She renamed herself."
"How old was she?" Sam asked.
"Two."
"And she could spell her name?!"
"Genius." Mike indicated his little sister.
"Marcy learned to read by reading the bible at age two." Mercedes said.
"Whoa." Blaine was impressed.
Artie whistled lowly. "So after she spelled her new name?"
"She got frustrated by them not knowing what each other was saying so she kissed her again." Quinn said. "She figured they knew each other enough."
"The mom freaked out." Mercedes enunciated. "Yanked up her daughter and started yelling."
"Our nanny came and got Marcy and put her next to her again but Marcy finally remembered Mal up on the jungle gym and came to get Marc."
"They went to get Mal down and he was so jealous, he kissed her. He kissed her and she kissed him back. Then he laid her down on the snow covered grass and she flipped him over and wrapped her limbs around him until Marc broke them up."
Quinn ignored their shocked gaze. "They all walked back to the blanket and sat down. Laura fussed that Marcy should stop kissing people. Marcy asked her why and she said that she couldn't learn with her mouth on someone else and that they wouldn't let her do that in preschool."
"She made them promise not to kiss for an hour and she taught us a song. Afterwards, they kissed again because none of us could tell time and it felt like an hour to them." Mercedes finished. "So that's how Marcy found out she was bi."
"You are a lie!" Artie burst out with unexpectedly.
"No, it's the truth."
"She kissed someone twice her age!"
"Yes."
"At two!"
"She kissed Mal at two."
"That's a really funny story, too." Karou grinned.
"That'll be for another time." Mr. Shue nodded towards the clock. "It's time to go."
Kitty, Unique and Marley left with Mr. Shue.
"What time are we getting started, BT?" Artie rolled over to her.
"Eight o'clock. I'm coming to get you so be ready and wear something cool." She got off Mike's lap.
"Cool?! I am the epitome of cool!"
She smiled. "Okay, Cookie Monster."
"Where are you guys going and why can't I go?" Jake snapped. Ryder elbowed him. "I mean we."
"You're too young."
"For what?!"
"For everything. So don't forget to get a full night's rest, whippersnapper."
"Ugh!" Jake stomped out, Ryder following him with a pout.
"What about me? I'm older than Blaine and he's going." Tina crossed her arms.
"It's not about age with you. It's about taste." Marcy said. "You wouldn't like it. Tell you what. Come over tonight and spend the night with Mercy and Q."
"Just volunteering us." Mercedes giggled.
"We don't have anything better to do." Quinn flipped her hair.
"Please?!" Tina begged.
"Okay." Mercedes hit her arm softly.
"Well we all have our assignments. It'll take nearly til eight to straighten my hair." Marcy hooked a thumb at the door. "And I need to see if Greg and Timmy are in."
"More cousins." Santana licked her lips.
Artie raised a brow. "Don't you have a girlfriend?"
"Don't you?"
"What she don't know, won't hurt me."
The room emptied out except for Mike and Mercedes. He'd pulled on her elbow. "Hey?"
"Hi." She pulled him down for a quick kiss.
He nuzzled her. "I'm ready."
"Ready? For what?" She hugged him.
"To meet Aaron."
She froze. "What?"
"I'm ready to meet Aaron." He repeated.
She was quiet for a full 90 seconds. "Oh. Okay."
"Great." He squeezed her. "How about you set something up for tomorrow night? We can go for dinner after spending time with Mal."
"Oh. Okay." She uttered dumbly.
He grinned. "Come on. I don't want Marce to leave you or for the guys to moan."
She followed him out, wondering just what was she going to do.