I wanted to try something different so bear with me:)
Quick: Parents
(Quinn, 35)
(Puck, 36)Fintana: Kids
(Finn, 16)
(Santana, 15)Beth: Kid
(1½)Puck and Quinn were in Glee as high schoolers at McKinley. The other characters will be mentioned in several ways throughout. So either in Quick talking about their high school days or in Finn and Santana's present high school days. And yes. It was weird for me to make Quick be Finn and Santana's parents, but I think it turned out cute. You just can't picture them as their early Glee selves...picture them as final season versions of themselves + roughly 10 years (maybe a little less) in your head haha. (And Santana is straight in this. I love Brittana with my whole heart and soul, but I think we deserved a genuine Samtana relationship, not a revenge one :) sooo yeah.)
Quinn's POV
I heard Puck smacking anywhere but on the button to turn his alarm off and I sighed, kissing his cheek and reaching over his body to turn the blaring off. I heard him get up as I turned back over. After about 20 minutes, I got up and cracked my knuckles. Walking out into the hall, I knocked on Finn's door. "Finn, sweetheart. Time to get up and get ready for school." I heard an "Okayyy" come from the other side knowing I would just have to do the same thing again in 10 minutes.
"Santana!" I knocked on my middle child's door and she opened it already dressed in her Cheerios uniform. "Always my little morning songbird. Mwah!!" I cupped her cheeks in my hands and kissed her forehead. She smiled and went downstairs as I walked over to the last door in the hall. "Hi, Pumpkin pie!!!" I squealed as I saw my toddler standing up, holding on to the railing of her crib, pacifier in her mouth, jumping up and down. "Momma!" I smiled and got her up, kissing her cheek as I set her on my hip.
Santana's POV
I pounded on my older brother's door with my palm. "FINN!! GET UP!!!" I sighed hearing an annoyed "I'm up!" before I went downstairs. My dad was in the kitchen making us all breakfast and I smiled as I ran over there, putting my hand on his shoulder and kissing his cheek. "Morning, Daddy!!" He smiled and kissed my head. "Morning, sugar plum." I went and sat at the table, texting Britt. "Daddy, can Britt come over and spend the night? Pleaseeeeeee."
I begged my dad as I blinked my eyelashes. "It's a Friday, Daddy!!" He chuckled, knowing he wouldn't be able to tell me no, but still had to play the "dad" card. "Is your room clean? Homework done? Chores done?" I chuckled. "Yes. I finished it last night. Anddddd. I don't have chores." I put my chin on my fists and beamed. "Okay, okay. Yes she can come." I squealed. "Yay! Okay thank you Daddy!" I grabbed my phone with a smile.
My mom came down with my sister who squealed when she saw me. "Tana! Tana!" She babbled around her paci as my mom put her down and she toddled over to me. "Oh my Bethy Bear!! Hi!!" I kissed her cheek as she peeked around my shoulder. "Finny?" She asked as she looked around the large dining and living rooms. "Let's go get Finny, hmm?" I scrunched my nose as we ran up the stairs. I knocked on his door and Beth leaned close to the wood. "Finny!! Finny!!" She squealed around the plastic in her mouth.
He swung his door open, clearly about to be upset with me until he saw Beth. "Hi, B!! Oh, come here!" He groaned playfully as he took her from my arms, blowing a raspberry on her cheek. "Did you sleep good?" She babbled a response as he nodded his head and "held a conversation" with her as we walked down the stairs. He put her on his shoulders and held her hands as he ran downstairs. "Finn! You're gonna drop her!" I hissed. "I am NOT. Calm down!" He said as he ducked under the doorway to make sure she didn't hit her head before standing back up to his normal height in the kitchen.
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FanfictieI'm in my Glee phase so instead of doing a bunch in my Multi-Fandom book, they will all be here. ♡♡♡ (Hence why Quinn Fabray in the "Time Warp" performance is my profile picture at time of releasing this book - January 2023.) - REQUESTS CLOSED - ...