landslide [glee one shots]

Lunch with the Warblers (Wavel)

Cuz elementalcake is obsessed with Wavel.

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"He's late." Jeff whined as he sat back in the booth.

"He texted me 5 minutes ago saying that he was picking up his friend to join us." David said as he checked his phone.

"Wes is never late for anything. Why choose when we're going to have food to be late?" Nick huffed under his breath as he played with the straw in his drink.

"He should be here- oh, there he is!" David exclaimed as he pointed toward the front of the restaurant and saw his Asian friend.

Wes looked around and saw David waving him down, he smiled and waved back as he made his way towards the table. The Warblers noticed that he was carrying a baby seat and they all gave each other looks.

"Hey guys." Wes said brightly.

"Hey, Wes." They all said in unison. They all were eyeing the seat which was faced away from them so they couldn't see what was inside of it.

Finally, Nick spoke, "Whats with the seat? Get someone knocked up?" He asked with a chuckle.

Wes looked at where everyone was staring and his expression looked like he just noticed what he was carrying, "Oh this? No I did not get anyone knocked up, Nicolas. This is for Veronica." He said like it was the most obvious thing in the world.

"You brought that thing? I thought you said you were bringing a friend." David said confused as he scooted over for Wes to sit.

Wes took a seat, putting the seat next to him and glaring at the darker skinned boy, "First of all, she is not a thing. She is a she and her name is Veronica. And secondly, she is a friend. My best friend and if you have a problem go talk to someone who cares." He said sassily as he flipped open a menu and looked through it.

David had both eyebrows raised as he mouthed an "Okay then" and looked at the menu himself.

"What are you going to eat?" Wes asked.

"Well I was thinking-"

"Not you, David." Wes cut him off, "I was talking to Veronica."

Niff and David looked at each other, "Should we say anything?" Jeff whispered to the group as Wes was now having a conversation about sauces with Veronica.

"I vote we take him to a mental hospital." Nick said, and the other two weren't sure if he was serious or not.

David kicked him under the table, "Shut up, both of you. I think it will literally kill him if we make fun of this or say it's out of the ordinary, you see how attached he is with this thing. For now, just go with it. Just pretend he's a little kid with an imaginary friend."

Niff nodded and did as they were told, or tried to, the rest of the lunch.

Although that was pretty difficult.

Wes dragged Veronica into every conversation they were having, even if it had nothing to do with the Warblers.

"Veronica thinks this." Or "Veronica agrees." Was all they heard. It was very very hard not to laugh or say that he was crazy but the glares David sent them shut them up.

Wes even ordered food for the gavel, like it- sorry- she, was going to eat it.

Lets just say, by the end of lunch. Nick had the nearest mental hospital on speed dial.

There ya go, Cake.

Hope you liked your daily dose of Wavel.