A/N: Hey guys! So I decided to take a crack at a future fic featuring none other than Brittana and their kids! They're also been appearances from other couplings but Brittana and their kids are the focus. So basically all the glee kids are 40 now, and had kids pretty young (early 20's, so their kids are moslty teens now). Also, it's a future from a fic I'm still working on where their all in high school. Basically what you need to know from that one is that Brittany's parents were supportive while Santana's dad was not. In fact he was so unsupporitive that he got drunk, came to glee club, and shot Brittany a few times which practically killed her. That's all the back ground you really need. Please enjoy! And share the love with reviews please they make writing SOOO much more enjoyable. Cheers!

Santana's POV (note, I mean I'm focusing on the character, no 1st person writing only 3rd):

Goddamit already? Fuck, fuck, fuck. Santana thought to herself. She couldn't believe it was already morning, it felt like she'd only just closed her eyes to go to sleep. Pulling the covers over her head, she waited for Brittany to be the responsible one to turn off the alarm. After a moment, the alarm was still blaring. Santana flipped around to complain to Brittany but found that the bed was empty. In her wife's place lay a note.

I didn't want to wake you, but I got called in the city for an emergency. One of the dancers broke his ankle so we have to screen for a replacement

-Sweet lady kisses, your B

Santana groaned in annoyance, looks like she was going to have to get the gang to school on her own today. Brittany was a choreographer for Broadway, so she did have demanding hours. But as soon as this show left New York in a week, she was going to have plenty of time to relax with her family just in time for summer. Santana on the other hand, was a private lawyer who had her own small practice so she got to decide all her hours. And, quite frankly, they both had so much money saved up at this point that Santana only handled very special client's cases herself and spent the rest of the time at home dealing with the kids. The rest of the cases she handed down to her team of hired lawyers who were just as capable, just less reknowned, than she.

After a few more minutes of adjusting to being awake, Santana jumped out of bed. Outside of her door, she could already at least two or their three kids running around the hall.

"Lex, get the fuck out of the bathroom!" Santana heard Tori yell at her twin sister. She chuckled as she got dressed, those two girls definitely had the Lopez fire. This all made sense, seeing as Santana had been the one to carry the Victoria and Alex. Brittany gave birth to their one son, Daniel now a sophomore, a year later. The twins were both juniors who had the same bitchy attitude as Santana had had back in high school. Though not as bad as Santana, their caring sides were much more clear thanks to Brittany's parenting. Daniel had just as much fire as his sisters, he just used it more sparingly. He tended to be a lot more level-headed and sweet than most other guys his age, which earned him a high-standing amongst the girls his age. Not that he abused it, but if he wanted to the boy could have gotten around like no other.

Santana stepped into the hall and went over to Tori. "Mija, just use the downstairs bathroom."

"Mami you must be crazy. No way am I entering Dan's lair," the raven haired girl retorted. Santana and Brittany had converted the basement into a bedroom for Dan when they moved into this house. Not that there weren't enough rooms without doing so, but Dan had insisted he have a man cave seeing as the rest of the house was overflowing with feminine touches.

"Well, I can't say I blame you. Fine you can use me and mom's bathroom," Santana consented.

"How genorous of you mami," the girl said before running off.

Just like me. Santana thought as she walked to the kitchen to put on a pot of coffee. While both the girls were a spitting image of Santana, Tori flaunted he Lopez fire a little more frequently than her more compassionate twin; not to say Tori wasn't a sweetheart when she wanted to be.

All too soon, the twins bounded into the kitchen and grabbed all the fixings for cereal before sitting on the stools around the island.

"Ugh didn't you freaking see Ben yesterday?" Lex growled annoyedly at her sister. "If he thinks I'm gonna go out with him he is one loco pendejo."

"Ha, I don't see anyone else jumping at you," Tori said back sarcastically. Though the girls loved each other in the way only twins could, they still exhibited typical sibling behavior towards one another.

"Shut up bitch!" Lex yelled back.

"Ay mijas!" Santana said turning around from the coffee pot. "Play nice it's too early to be fighting."

"Yes mami," they both said in unison, returning to their cereal.

As Santana sipped on her coffee, she couldn't help but notice a certain blonde haired boy missing from the kitchen island.

"I swear if your brother is still sleeping again I will lose it. Last week of school before summer! Can't he wait five more days to sleep in?" She growled as she walked to the stairs that led to the basement.

"DAN!" She shouted down. "Get your ass up her! Five more days don't be such a wuss you can do manage."

As much as Santana loved the boy, she was starting to get annoyed with his typical teenage boy laziness that he'd slipped into. He was a smart boy and, like his sister, did fantastically at school but he could stand to be on time to school a little more often.

A few minutes later a tall, athletic, and extremely groggy boy emerged from the 'man cave'.

"No need to yell mami, too early," he said as he dramatically layed his head down on the marble top of the island.

"Cry me a river mijo, now eat up," Santana said. She could be tough, but always loving and never cruel.

He finally poured himself a bowl of cereal, rolling his eyes as he listed in on his sisters argueing about boys as per usual. Suddenly he jolted up from staring into his bowl.

"Wait, where's mom?" He asked, sounding genuinely concerned.

"Oh one of her dancers hurt himself so she took the ferry into the city to find a replacement. She'll be back tonight don't worry." Santana reassured him.

Looking satisfied with his mami's answer, he returned to his cereal. A mama's boy if I ever saw one,thought Santana lovingly. Though he loved Santana fiercely, he was Brittany's boy through-and-through. The baby of the family and Brittany cherished him because of it.

Outside, a horn blared, signaling that the school bus had arrived. One thing Santana had loved the most about moving to Staten Island to start a family was that they still used school busses even for high school, sparing her the ordeal of having to drive the kids every morning.

"Alright guys! Get the hell out of my house and go to school! And remember, it's the last week so if you're gonna cause trouble for the love of God DO NOT get caught!" Santana yelled to her kids.

With that, everyone jumped up from the island and in a wild stampede grabbed their bags and ran out the door. When the door slammed behind them, Santana breathed a sigh of relief. She loved those kids with all her heart but she was not a morning person, so she was always relieved when the house fell silent after they left for school. She looked over to the island and groaned when she saw the mess they left. Having nothing else to do that day, she began to clean the kitchen.

Dan's POV:

The first half of the day had passed by surprisingly fast. Being that it was the last week of school, most teachers just offered free periods or screened movies. So aside from having to wake up early still, school actually wasn't half bad. Dan's thoughts were interrupted when you heard an all too familiar voice jeering him.

"Well well if it isn't one of the three fag spawns!" Dan cursed under his breath and turned to face his long time torment Darin Ward.

"Gee I'm just ecstatic to see you too Ward," Dan said with a smile. Just like his mami, Dan knew how to keep his cool without seeming weak.

"You know I was thinking Dyke-Boy Dan," Darin and his goons laughed at their favorite nickname for Dan. "school's almost over and I get the feeling I won't be seeing you too much over the summer. So, I think you should join me and the boys for lunch today."

"Shockingly enough Ward, I'd rather not," shot back Dan.

"Oh wait, wait, wait," said Darin through laughter. "You think I was giving you a choice? That's funny, you're a funny guy Dan." He said poking the blonde boy in the chest.

"You've got me shaking in my boots Ward," said Dan sarcastically. "But like I said, I'd rather not. So you and your boys can go do whatever the fuck it is neanderthals do and I'm gonna go sit with the big boys."

Darin stopped laughing and glared at Dan before stepping foward in an attempt to be menacing. He grabbed Dan by the collar and pulled the boy closer.

"You think you're so goddam funny? Well the main reason I'm just dying to hang with you right now is to give you a little attitude adjustment. While I'm at it, I think I'll wipe that smirk off your face. In fact, I think I'll just completely rearrange your face, give your faggy moms something to cry about when you get home," Darin sneered.

That was the last straw, Dan was not going to stand for someone talking bad about his family. If there was one thing anyone knew, it was that the Pierce-Lopez clan was a tight knit group who didn't particuarly care to take shit from people. Dan shoved Darin in the chest, making the boy stumble backwards into his goons.

"Listen Ward, I suggest you shut the fuck up while you still have the freedom to do it yourself. Keep going like this and I'll do it for you. Also, call me crazy but you seem to like getting awful close to me. If I'm not mistaken, and I rarily am, I'd think you had a crush on me! Now don't get me wrong, I'm completely tolerant of your feelings because I don't judge like that. But, I'll tell you right now that you're wasting your time because while I do respect that you apparently play for the other team I do not, and am therefore not going to return the feeling. So, I suggest you search elsewhere to satisfy your desires," Dan said this all with complete confidence, ending the speech with a dazzling and charming smile. The boy wasn't trying to be homophobic by any means, but he just wanted to piss of Darin and knew that sayingwhat he did would drive him wild.

"You are so dead Dan, so dead!" Darin screeched before charging at Dan.

Dan didn't even flinch as the smaller boy charged him. Dan stood at 6'5" and was a key player on the wrestling team, so he was well built to say the least. Darin on the other hand was exactly six feet tall and while he was athletic, he was no match for Dan. So, Dan quickly pulled the boy into a headlock before he could even attempt to do any damage.

"Well, if I didn't know any better I'd think you thought you could beat me up! Gosh that's just adorable!" Dan said. "Now, I'm gonna let you go because I'm a gentleman and would never hurt someone who wasn't a fair fight for me. But before I do, I just want you to know that you should really shut the fuck up about my family, because like it or not, we're hear to stay. Oh, and we're also fucking awesome in general. Now I'm gonna-" before Dan could release Darin, a screech from the principal caused everyone to look away from the squabble between the boys.

"Pierce-Lopez! My office! Now!"

Dan quickly released Darin, who sniggered at his ill-gotten victory. Sighing, Dan followed a the fuming principal into the all too familar office.

"Sit son," said Principal Aldrin as he shut his office door. Dan complied. "Now Dan, I know you're a smart boy and quite frankly one of the best wrestlers this school has ever had. Between your academic and athletic achievements I know that you'll have no trouble going places in life assuming you keep it up your junior and senior year. However, you keep getting into these physical altercations. So seeing as it's the last week of school, I will not be punishing you too severly. I will however, call your mothers and have them take you home for the day. This will stay off of your record but I simply cannot have you acting out like this. If you continue this behavior next year I will have no choice but to be much more stern with you."

"But sir!" Said Dan desperately.

"No 'buts' son, I've made my decision. Quite frankly, you should be grateful I'm being so leniant."

Dan slouched in his chair, knowing he was defeated.

Santana's POV:

Santana had just finished doing all the laundry in the house when he cell began to ring. She pulled it from her pocket and let out an exasperated groan as she saw the school's number falshing on the screen. One goddam week, they can't got one goddam week without doing something stupid! Sighing once more, Santana answered the phone.

"Santana Pierce-Lopez speaking," she said pleasantly.

"Hello -Lopez," the all too familiar voice of the school's principal came through the phone. "I'm afraid I have Dan sitting in my office. He got into a bit of a fight with another student a few minutes ago so I've decided that he needs to go home for the rest of the day. Seeing as it's the last week of school and Dan is for the most part a good kid, this will be the extent of his punishment. No marks to his record, just the rest of the day away from school."

"Ay dios mio!" Santana grumbled. "Thank you , I'll be there in twenty minutes."

Santana hung up the phone and cursed in spanish under her breath as she pulled on her shoes before stamping out to the mini-van. She revved the engine and pulled onto the road, speeding angrily towards her kids school. Twenty minutes later she pulled up in front of the school where Dan was waiting with the school's secretary. Santana put on a smile and waved to the secretary who she'd seen waiting with her kids a little too oftten for her taste. The woman waved back as Dan trudged over to the car. He opened the door and sat in the passenger seat, turning to Santana and flashing a sheepish smile.

"Hi mami," he stuttered slightly. "Wow you look so great today is that a new-"

"Flattery will get you no where," Santana cut her son off. "Now explain and it better be damn good."

"Well it was Darin Ward again."

"Ay mijo that idiot again? Didn't I tell you not to let him get to you? He's just a moron and you knew you're better than him!" Santana lectured.

"But he was shit talking our clan!" Dan protested.

"What'd he say?" Santana asked, beginning to feel her sympathetic side creeping up.

"The same kind of bull anyone would say to a kid with two moms," Dan grumbled. "I didn't even hurt him I just put him in a hold to show him who's the boss. I mean I'm way bigger and stronger than him I have no idea why he thinks he can mess with me..."

Santana laughed, "I know you are, you can kick anyone in that schools ass."

"Yeah but I didn't wanna hurt him 'cause it's the last week and you said not to do anything stupid again.."

"Mijo, I don't care if you scrap with people in these honor fights or whatever. I just don't wanna have any lawsuits or hospital bills to deal with. Honestly, I'm not mad because you fought-"

"You're mad because I got caught," Dan finished his mami's signature line.

"That's the spirit!" Santana laughed.

"Mami?" asked Dan, sounding sheepish again. "Are you gonna tell mom?

"She's my wife and you're one of her children of course I'm gonna tell her."

"But mami!" Dan whined. "I don't want her to get mad."

"Shut up mama's boy you know you'd have to actually murder someone before she really got mad at you. You've been in way worse fights and she never freaked too bad. Besides, what's the maddest she's ever gotten with you?" Santana asked.

"Mami, you've clearly forgotten the time I failed health." Dan said with a laugh.

"Touche," Santana joined him laughing. "I didn't believe it myself! She went crazy. You know, your mom wasn't the best in school in her day so I guess she just really wants you guys to do well. And in her defense how are you gonna fail a bull shitty class like health! You just have to show up and you at least pass!"

"Well we both know I didn't show up."

"Good point, you probably should have done that. Never do that again by the way. You know how it is in our house, you can do whatever the hell you want so long as you get good grades and don't get arrested." Santana returned to lecture mode.

"It was one F!" Dan argued. "And it was freshman year! I've been straight A's ever since just like the twins! Not to mention I've gotten some badass guns from the wrestling team."

Santana laughed again and ruffled the boys hair, "Don't think I've forgotten. Don't worry you're keeping your mom and I good and proud. You'll go places. your sisters too. It doesn't matter how many fights you get in to you're all so damn charming and smart." Santana said dotingly.

"Mami, stop being so embarassing!" Said Dan jokingly.

"Fine fine, consider my being all sentimental as your punishment."

"Deal."