"The course of true love never did run smooth." ~ William Shakespeare
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Kailani Hummel, an innocent small-town genderfluid teenager, gets sucked into a world that seems like only they can navigate in an attempt to save everyone they love. Will Qu...
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"My name is Brittany S. Pierce, and I finally know how Jesus feels in his house way up at the North Pole, because I am on the top of the world."
Brooke stood beside Brittany in the middle of the hallway, looking up at her mother as she stared into space talking to herself. She turned and looked around, confused as to who her mother was talking to, before looking down at the black and white reflective lockable toddler harness that had been placed around her body. She pursed her lips, examining the cord attached to her mother's wrist that also had a lock attached so the young Lopez-Pierce couldn't escape.
After multiple runs attempted, Brooke had almost mastered the fabric leash they had bought from Walmart, but then, just to her luck, Coach Sylvester bought some heavy duty child lock harness for her to wear along with the tracking ankle bracelet.
"Senior year was awesome, and now I get to relive every minute of it." Brittany continued to talk as if there was a camera in front of her. "I'm head Cheerio!, vice-Rachel of the glee club with Alisha, a teen mother to my future shrunk magical child, and now I'm a Middle East style sham election that will install me as senior class president for life."
"Brittany, who are you talking to?" Blaine asked, suddenly appearing over her shoulder and looking down at little Brooke in confusion. "Hi, Brooks."
"Hi, Blainey." Brooke mumbled, leaning against her mother and humming softly when the blonde rubbed her back comfortingly, sensing the right year old was a little tired from having to wake up early with her for Cheerios practice.
"I thought I was doing a voice-over." Brittany admitted, sighing. She turned around and watched Blaine walk away as she lifted the tired child onto her hip and smirked into the fake camera looking at her in her mind. "It's Brittany, Bitch."
"Bitch!" Brooke repeated, as Brittany's eyes widened and turned to look at the little Latina. "It's Brookie, bitch?"
"Oh, wait, no, no. Don't say that. You'll get in trouble."
"But you said it?" Brooke frowned, confused.
"Only Brittany's can say bitch. It's a bad word." Brittany lied, wincing when Brooke's eyes widening and she nodded her head in understanding.
"Auntie Alisha called Riley a bad word then." Brooke pouted, leaning her head against Brittany's shoulder as the blonde continued down the hallway.
"Bad Auntie."
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