Life (and Other Things Like It)

Chapter 13

"Is this what you do all day?" Quinn complained.

Puck cut his eyes at her. "I do watch our kids."

"Of course you do, Noah." Mercedes kissed his cheek.

"Well I'm bored." Quinn declared. "This is boring."

"Let's watch a movie." Mercedes suggested.

"But I'm beating my record." Puck gave her wounded eyes.

"Okay. We can go in our room." She cupped his chin and spoke in her baby voice.

"Ugh!" Quinn was disgusted. She reached over her sister and took the controller from Puck. She ignored his startled "hey!" and smashed buttons in quick secession. The TV lit up in bright colors with loud sounds declaring Puck the ultimate winner. "Here."

His mouth was hanging open wide. "How'd you do that?!"

"My brother invents video games." She gave him a salty look.

His face cleared when he remembered that Marc did in fact invent video games. "Whoa! Cool."

She rolled her eyes before taking a smirking Mercedes' hand. "Let's watch the Notebook!"

Puck looked over quickly.

M-A-P

"This has been fun." Sam said in a goofy loving voice.

Khandi blushed. "Yeah. It has." It was quiet as they took peeks at each other while trying to look unaffected. "What are you about to do?"

"Go see Marcy." He answered with a shrug.

"You two are really close, aren't you?"

He nodded. "She's my best friend. She won't say it but I know we are."

"Why won't she say it?"

"Mike says she's dead inside."

She gave a giggle. "I'm sure she's not dead inside. Although..."

"Although what?"

"You get cold when she looks at you."

"Huh?" He wrinkled his nose in confusion.

"Whenever she looks at you, it's like a stiff breeze follows and you get cold."

He thought about it. That was how he felt about her eyes in the beginning but not anymore. "You have to get to know her. It goes away."

Khandi smiled. "Does it?"

He kissed her cheek. "Yeah."

She blushed and hid her face. "When am I going to see you again?"

"When do you want to?"

"Well..."

M-A-P

Brittany rubbed her stomach as she came back from the bathroom. Her friends told her that the morning sickness meant the baby was forming well but that didn't make it fun.

Chris, her manager, noticed. "Aw! What's wrong, chickie?"

"My tummy." Brittany pouted.

"Your tummy?" He cooed. "What's hurting your tummy?"

"My baby."

"What?" That surprised him.

"I didn't tell you? I'm pregnant."

His eyes widened. "Why did you let me make you carry all that heavy cat and dog food?! You can't lift heavy objects!"

"I'm fine." Brittany sat on the counter.