Hidden Geniuses

Moving In, First Rehearsal

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Rachel lugged her suitcase up the driveway to the new Bella's house, with Quinn behind her. Santana and Quinn had moved their stuff into their room already, and were helping Rachel and Beca move into theirs.

Rachel could still hear the two grumbling behind her. "Becs, San-bear, please do hurry up, we can not be tardy for our first rehearsal with the Bella's!"

"How many times do I have to tell you not to call me San-bear? For god's sake woman, would you stop?" Santana shouted at the sky.

"I think it's cute, San-bear." Quinn said, narrowly dodging the pillow thrown at her. 

Chuckling, Rachel opened the door and headed up the stairs.

"Do not forget to lock it Becs!" Rachel called out behind her.

"Yes mom!" Beca sassed back. 

"Shots fired! You know in Tasmania I'm the best singer there with teeth?" said the girl who they met at the fair. She was in Beca's face. 

"Dude, back off. I mean I want to get close, but not that close.... I don't even want to get close." 

"Hmmm." Fat Amy nodded knowingly. Putting one hand up she whispered to Beca, "Are you one of those hermit dudes? That don't like to socialize?"

"Yup, that's her." Santana quipped.

"Who are you?" Fat amy asked.

"I'm Quinn and this is Santana. You are?" Quinn asked.

"I'm Fat Amy!" Amy said, sticking out a hand.

"Fat Amy?" Santana snorted, shaking her hand.

"Yah, so twig bitches like you don't call me that behind my back!"

" Who are you calling a bitch now! Dios mío! You take that back before I go all Lima Heights on your ass!" Santana yelled, trying to lounge at Fat Amy. Quinn and Beca caught her and held her back.

"Ok ok, San I'm sure she did not mean it. She meant it generally, she says that to everyone. Amy, please don't call people bitches!" Rachel said, trying to mediate.

"Ya, don't take it personally! I mean you are all twig bitches!" Amy shrugged.

Santana lunged again. "Run!" said Beca. "We'll calm her down, see you at rehearsals!"

"Sure. You know we had dogs like that in Tasmania...." she trailed off as Rachel pushed her out the door.

Rachel turned back to Santana. Holding her by her shoulders, she looked in Santana's eyes. "San, I know you think she offended you. But really, she says that to everyone. Be nice San, for me?" She asked putting on a pout.

Quinn added a "Please S?" for good measure.

Santana sighed. "For you two, I guess."

"Great, now let's go see our room! Maybe we can go shopping next weekend, we have that prize money from the Invention Convention where we built that robot dog!" Rachel said, clapping her hands excitedly.

Quinn jumped and clapped too, while Santana and Beca groaned.

Rachel pulled open the door to their room. Beca rushed in behind her.

"Oh my gosh, it's so fucking pink!" Beca exclaimed.

"Language Becs!" the diva said, swatting at Beca's  head. "I like it, we are keeping it this way.