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A/N: I have come to the realization that the more cuteness I give you all, the more I freak you out, so I apologize...but here is a more fluff driven chapter.😂👀

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"Dada! Ball? Da ball!" Lilith yelled, earning a squeal from Luca in the car seat on the other side of the car.

"Bird day." Luca clapped her hands. "Bird day!"

Santana groaned, resting her head against the steering wheel as the babies continued to scream early that morning on their way to school. She looked in the rearview mirror and sent Quinn an impatient look.

"I'm sorry." Quinn apologized, stressed out by the way her son was acting that morning. She tried to reattach his 'ears' again but the boy made a loud wailing noise and instantly reached for them to try and take off the thousand dollar equipment. "Okay, you know what? You're going without them. We are not eating three grand in a ten minute ride to the..."

After a quiet moment, Santana turned around and looked at her best friend in confusion as Quinn's words trailed off and the blonde continued to watch Lucifer with surprised eyes.

"What's wrong? Is he okay?" She asked, quickly turning the music down and turning around in her seat, no longer annoyed with being forced to pull over the car.

"Oh, buddy, you're such a good boy! So smart! Gosh, San! I'm such an idiot." Quinn looked up and smiled at Santana, quickly grabbing the diaper bag and searching through for the kids bottles they had made them for when they got to the school. "He's not trying to grab things. He's repeating his signs! The-The milk one that Grace and I have been trying to teach him when he's hungry."

"That actually works?" Santana frowned, leaning to try and see what was happening.

Lucifer continued to cry, reaching out and clenching his fist. He repeated the action, arching his back to try and escape the car seat in tears. His tantrum quickly quieted down as Quinn pulled out a bottle and helped the boy place it in his mouth.

"Woah. He's actually learning it." Santana gasped, surprised as well that the eleven month old was picking up on his sign language. She smiled a bit when Quinn smiled brightly towards her, clearly proud of her son's progress. "That's really good, Q. I'm happy for you."

"Dada, hi! Hi! Hi!"

"Hi, baby." Quinn chuckled, looking to Lilith as the child goofily clapped her hands and tried to look in the little mirror in front of her to see the driver. "Are you looking for...Tana?"

"Dada!"

"Tana?"

"Dada!"

"Dada, she wants you." Quinn teasingly looked up at Santana, continuing to feed her son as her daughter squealed again.

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