Picture Perfect - Book 4 - Q.F.

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"It is a Carrot Top convention." Santana said, bitterly, as she sat beside Quinn and Piper, glaring at everything and everyone around them in that Valentine's Day wedding.

Piper laughed then, knowing she didn't really mean any of this as she glared at the Pillsbury family, but when she sighed heavily when Sam and Brittany turned around from their seats to the three of them to send them a wave, Santana grimaced.

"I am so over this, and it hasn't even started yet." She grumbled, as Quinn and Piper exchanged quiet, amused looks. "I'm clearly the hottest bitch in this lousy joint, but I'm all alone, stuck here sitting with you two."

"Do not make me slap you in a church, Santana." Quinn warned as Piper laughed.

"I hate weddings, and I hate Valentine's Day." Santana continued her rant. "They were invented by breeders to sell cheap chocolate and false hope."

At that, Piper and Quinn laughed again, but the blonde scoffed when an older man turned to her with a wink. Looking away from him, Quinn made a point of placing her hand high up in Piper's thigh and when her girlfriend squeaked in surprise and she smirked when the man looked away, she knew she had made a point.

"Do you know what I hate?" Quinn asked, before Piper could even question her behavior. "Men. Every single one of them is a pig, except maybe Mr. Schue and Al Roker. Like Gloria Steinem said, A woman without a man is like a fish without a bicycle."

At that, both Santana and Piper giggled quietly, but when Piper reached for Quinn's hand still in her thigh to pull it away from her and keep it in her own hand instead, Santana rolled her eyes at the sickeningly sweet scene.

"Al Roker is disgusting, by the way." Piper told her girlfriend teasingly as Quinn just smirked at her.

"Whatever."

***

A lot of things could happen during a wedding. A lot of things could go wrong, but one thing Piper never though she would see was the bride becoming another woman entirely. She frowned, absolutely shocked as soon as the doors to the church opened and in walked no one other than coach Sylvester, in a wedding dress and smiling at all the guests as she went.

"Oh, yeah. Nice to see you all." She said. "Hey, what do you think? Nice, huh? Thank you for coming. Oh, look, it's all the Glee kids."

When coach Sylvester reached Mr. Schue at the altar, everyone turned to look at them both, expecting what was coming next.

"Sue." Mr. Schue said. "What are you doing?"

And, if she was being honest, Piper expected anything to come out of her mouth. Anything except for what she did say.

"I'm trying to stop this from becoming an utter fiasco." She said, as Mr. Schue frowned. "Emma's left the building."

***

"We all should've known that a Valentine's Day wedding was just asking for a disaster." Quinn said, as she stood in between Santana and Piper by the bar after Mr. Schue had cancelled the wedding, but not the party.

"Love stinks." Santana mumbled, as the three girls spun around to the bar and smiled at the bartender.

"Sorry, ladies, can I see some I.D.?" He asked, as the three of them pulled out some fake I.D.s to show it to the man.

When he was off to grab their drinks, they all turned to each other.

"I'm 25." Santana smirked, proudly showing off her I.D. "Name's Rosario Cruz. I might be related to Penelope. You?"

"Emily Stark." Quinn said. "Barely legal."

"I'm Lauren Henry, 22." She shrugged as Santana turned to her with a smirk.