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A/N: Here is another chapter before we jump into an update schedule. More information on this to come on my profile within the next few days!

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Grace ran her fingers through Brittany's hair as the two cuddled on the bed in front of her girlfriend's laptop. They had just put the older kids to bed and were taking advantage of the few minutes they had to talk to Santana and Quinn over Skype.

"Britt, I'm so sorry Sue was so mean to you." Santana sighed through the screen once Brittany explained that her high pony had been stripped from her and handed off the Kitty. "I wish I was there to make it all better."

"Who needs Sue?" Quinn rolled her eyes with an irritated look. "You deserved that captain position. Not some sophomore with no experience. Can we do anything to help you feel better, Britt-Britt?"

"Do you think we could all scissor-Skype later?" Brittany asked, laying her head on Grace's chest with a hopeful look towards her laptop. "Ace and I are having a sleepover tonight."

"I'm sorry, girls." Quinn sighed, looking away from the camera. "I'm rushing tonight."

"And I've got cheer practice every night till midnight until homecoming," Santana explained, smiling apologetically. "Look, I love you all, but I'm so late for practice."

"I have to go too," Quinn added as Grace rolled her eyes and looked away from them to focus on Brittany's hair. "I'll text you guys later when I get a minute from the girls."

"I love you three." Santana frowned softly when Grace didn't look at the screen, and Brittany gave a weak smile.

"I love you guys too!" Quinn jumped back in, moving her camera around her room.

"We love you." Brittany nodded her head, answering for them both. "Have fun."

"Bye!"

"Bye! Love you!"

"See you later," Brittany mumbled into Grace's chest as their girlfriend's faces disappeared from their call until they were looking at their reflection.

"We'll work on your math," Grace whispered, kissing Brittany's head and hugging her long torso with her legs.

"You didn't tell them about your week." Brittany frowned, pushing up on the mattress so she could swing to the side and pull Grace closer to her. She nuzzled her nose on her jaw, kissing her skin affectionately. "You always tell them."

"They didn't have time." Grace shrugged weakly. "They usually only have a few minutes."

"I feel like they never have time for us anymore." Brittany huffed disappointedly.

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