"How's Life, Rachel?" (Finchel Fanfic)

Chapter 11: Merry Glee-mas! Part One

Happy Christmas Eve! Merry almost Christmas,guys! Hope everyone one has a great holiday and a great new year. Here's my present to you guys, here is Chapter 11 part one, I decided to break this chapter in two parts. *Disclaimer I Do Not Own Glee*

*Christmas Eve*

Finn and Rachel wanted their first Christmas they spent with Stella to be an amazing . They family picked out a tree and decorated it in tons of ornaments. The house was full of Christmas decorations and music. They family were all in the holiday season.

It was noon on Christmas Eve, and it wasn't long until Christmas Day.

Stella was playing in room when Rachel found her," Stell, you want to help me make some cookies for Santa and the gang?" she asked.

"Sure," Stella said leaping from her bed to got make cookies with her mom in the kitchen.

"So, Stella are you excited for Christmas day tomorrow?" Rachel asked the girl mixing the batter for the cookies.

"Yes, I love Christmas. It's my favorite holiday," she said.

"Do you know who else's favorite holiday is Christmas?" Rachel asked.

"No, who?" Stella asked looking up from the cookies.

"Mine," Finn said walking into the kitchen.

"Really?" Stella asked her dad.

"Yep,it's been my favorite since I was your age," Finn said," I love time spent with family and friends. Presents of course, and the good food. It's just a great holiday."

"I agree with Daddy," Stella said with a smile," At the orphanage, we would get to decorate the house, and Miss Madison got all of us a least one present for Christmas."

"It's good, I have to run and pick up some last things for tomorrow. Do you need anything,Rach?" Finn asked.

"No, I think we're good," Rachel said with a smile.

"Okay, I will be back," Finn have Rachel a kiss then left the house.

"So are you done mixing the batter, Stell?" Rachel asked.

"I think so," Stella said," What's next?"

"Next we have to let it sit, then we can roll it out, cut shapes, bake , and lastly the fun part decorate," Rachel said to Stella taking the batter and putting in the fridge,

"So, do you think that Santa is going to like the cookies."

"Santa isn't real," Stella said and shocked Rachel.

"What do you mean?" Rachel asked.

"You don't have to act, I know that Santa isn't real. Miss Madison had the talk with me last year. Mom, I'm nine, I'm not a little kid anymore," Stella said.

"Okay, I just didn't know if the news was broken to you yet," Rachel said.

"It has been, and you don't have to be the bad guy to do it," Stella with a smile.

"Okay, good I didn't want to be the bad guy, but we are going to have to break the news to your dad later," Rachel said hugging Stella,"It's going to take an hour for the cookies, how does watching a Christmas movie sound?"

"Great, can I pick?" Stella asked.

"Absolutely," Rachel said walking to the living room with her daughter.