#finntany

"…I’m sorry. But doing no cleaning while pregnant is a little much hun, I can do things just not, a lot of things. I couldn’t help but rearrange the place a little. I promise I’ll ask next time."

"Baby, even if they did see us they’re not gonna say anything. They should just, return to their meal while we finish dessert." She said as her hand cupped his bulge under the table.

Brittany kept her pout as she stuck her bottom lip out more. “Pretty please forgive me? I thought it was only going to be two days at my aunt’s place, but it was two weeks instead. You know I get confused baby.”

"Alright, I’ll go in. It’s just a sex toy store, it can’t be that bad if I go in. This will be the easiest dollar I ever made."

Brittany widened her eyes as her heart dropped to the pit of her stomach, hearing he was in jail. “Finn..” She said and took a deep breath. “I’m gonna come and bail you out, just..don’t talk to anyone.”

Brittany smiled softly while hearing his voice over the phone. “I miss you too, MIT really sucks and I actually miss Lima. I do have a surprise for you though and it involves us seeing each other a whole lot more.” She said while walking down the hallway to the choir room where he taught.

The blonde took in a sharp intake of a breath and smirked while seeing what he was doing with the laptop open as he lay on their bed with his pants down. “So you’re not rewatching our tape after I told you to wait for me?”

"I’m not going anywhere." She said in a gentle voice before cupping his cheeks and giving him a light kiss. "We can find our way together."

The dancer lightly bit her bottom lip while looking at her phone. She figured her parents could wait another night, after all, they had bailed on her plenty. She smiled while taking off her jacket and shoes before joining Finn in the kitchen. “Then I have to stay.”

Finn was in jail. He, Finn Hudson, was in jail. He wanted to surprise Brittany, so he grabbed some spray paint and headed towards the nearest billboard. The thing he didn’t know, most cops often drove by that billboard. Until he was arrested. Now, he was sitting in the cell and waiting for his phone call. When the guard called his name, his ears perked up and headed towards the phone before dialing Brittany’s number.

Brittany had been waiting for Finn for a while. She tried calling him but there was no answer. She was getting worried but told herself to just be patient. She went over to the kitchen and began to cook something for them, figuring it couldnt be too long until he got there. As she heard her phone ring, she picked up, not recognizing the number. “Hello?”

Finn looked around when she answered. “Hey Britt, um. I’m in jail. Don’t freak out, Im totally fine and all, but yeah.” He rubbed the back of his neck and let out a sigh.

Brittany felt her eyes widen as he mentioned jail. Her heart dropped to her stomach. “W-What, what happened?!” she asked, worried what the response was gonna be.

Finn ”I was trying to paint a billboard for you and I didnt know that most cops drove by that billboard..So if you see a billboard with hot pink paint with your name. I did that.” Finn couldn’t believe he had gotten in jail. This was Puck’s kind of thing, not his.

Brittany gasped a bit while hearing him. “Baby thats so sweet,” she pouted at how his kind act was going punished. she sighed and ran a hand through her hair. “How long? Cant I just do that thing where I bust you out for paying the fine?”

Finn smiled at her talking about busting him out or paying the fine. “They said about three nights? I dont remember. I was scared when they put the handcuffs on me.”

Brittany frowned as she heard him and rubbed her forehead a bit. “Baby..are you sure I cant? I dont want you to even be there another second.”

Finn let out a soft sigh. “You can try babe. Me either to be honest.” He rubbed his forehead. “I just know that this is going to be on my record. Can you handle dating a guy with a record?” He teased with a smile even though she couldn’t see it.

Brittany nodded a little bit. “Im gonna go down there soon, ok?” She let him know while knowing he was teasing her and lt a smile cross her face. “Sure, I dont mind dating a bad boy.”

Finn nodded at her words. “Okay baby, thank you.” He smirked and nodded. “Oh really? Well then, I think the next step is getting a tattoo.” He really hopped that his time wasn’t almost up.

Brittany went to her room to open up her drawer, retrieving money to pay the fine for him. She giggled a bit and nodded slowly. “That’d actually be pretty sexy baby.”

Finn smirked and nodded. “I know what to get on my eighteenth birthday then.” He replied before looking around and leaning against the wall. “Or even look into to when you bust me out of here.”

Brittany giggled as she shook her head. “No way baby,” She said while sighing. “I’ll be over there in a bit okay?”

Finn smirked at her giggle. “Uh-huh.” He looked around and nodded. “Okay baby, I’ll see you soon.”

Brittany took a deep breath as she clutched the phone a bit. “I love you.”

"And he’s coming over today to meet you…"

A mere stare, this time.

"And he’s really tall, so hopefully you don’t mistake him for a tree—he wore green one time and I made the mistake of letting the dog that I was watching to pee on him, but never again!"

Lord Tubbington merely yawns in disinterest.

"So please give him a chance…you never like anyone that comes over. You liked Santana for like half a second…and then the next thing I know, you were peeing on her new leather boots…which I still have yet to pay her back for…well I let her touch my boobs when she asked if I’d ever pay her back, so I guess I don’t have to anymore. Finn doesn’t have leather boots—or at least I don’t think…that’d be really hot, actually…" Brittany trails off.

"Do they make female leather boots in his size?" Brittany shakes her head to clear her thoughts of trying to get Finn to model a pair of her boots…she’d tape them to his feet if she had to. "But as I was saying…you are the most important guy in my life and Finn means a lot to me…so please give him a chance, Tubbs." Brittany pleads as she nuzzles his furry little head.

Lord Tubbington purrs in delight, which causes Brittany to grin.

"You’ll get along just great, I know that you will."

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Lord Tubbington blinks up at the large stranger that has entered his territory. Said stranger is currently slipping off his shoes at the door, as Brittany bustles through the kitchen.

It’s only when Brittany comes out of the kitchen with her pot of fondue, the large stranger—whom he can only assume is the one named Finn—sticks a piece of broccoli into the pot as he kisses Brittany on the lips, one of his overly large paws cupping her cheek, that Lord Tubbington realizes something.

He already doesn’t like Finn.

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Lord Tubbington lifts his head and keenly watches Finn as he yawns and places his arm around Brittany’s shoulders, Brittany snuggling into his side with a content sigh as Finn grins.

Brittany should be cuddling him, not that overly large beast.

Deciding to rest his head back down on the lone recliner that he’s settled on, Lord Tubbington licks at his paws.

He’ll come up with something later.

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"Come on, babe.."

"Finn, he’s right there…"

"Yeah, but he’s asleep.."

"But what if he wakes up? No one wants to see their mom making out with their dad…gross." Brittany says and Lord Tubbington can only assume that she is grimacing…or doing that thing where she scrunches her nose.

"I’m his dad?" Finn asks, a smile most likely tugging at his lips.

"Well, yeah…"

"So does that mean you’re my wife?" Finn lowly says.

Lord Tubbinton’s leg twitches.

"Shut up." Brittany giggles as she lightly smacks Finn.

"Cause if you’re my wife…you have to kiss me. It’s like a law."

"It’s a law to kiss you?" Brittany amusedly asks.

"Yep. You better kiss me now, unless you wanna spend a night in jail."

Brittany giggles and then the room is silent, save for the light smacking off lips that Lord Tubbington hears.

Lord Tubbington opens his eyes and is presented with the sight of Finn dipping his tongue into Brittany’s mouth.

Gross. Deciding that he has seen more than enough, Lord Tubbinton silently jumps off of his recliner and onto the carpeted floor. He looks up at the couch and tries to jump on, his front legs being the ones that manage to hold him against the couch.

Brittany pulls away from Finn as she feels a slight dip of the couch, only to coo as she sees Lord Tubbinton trying to get onto the couch all by himself, which hasn’t happened in months since Brittany usually places him there herself.

"Aw, Finn, look." Brittany coos as Finn frowns slightly, a bit annoyed at the fact that Brittany’s lips aren’t against his anymore.

"You can do it, Tubbs." Brittany encourages with a smile. Lord Tubbington pushes up a few times—Brittany lightly cheering him on the entire time, before he finally makes it onto the couch.

Brittany lightly claps, nudging Finn with her leg and keeping a brow raised until he lightly claps as well.

Lord Tubbington plops himself down onto Brittany’s lap, glaring at the confused boy.

"Looks like the cat yoga exercises have been really helping." Brittany muses as she strokes Lord Tubbington’s head.

"Cat yoga?" Finn frowns.

Was that really a thing? Obviously Finn wouldn’t know since he’s never had a pet…save for the puppy that he had to look after for his cousin when he was 10, only for the sneaky little guy to chew up all the socks that were littered all over his bedroom floor and his homework…his teacher wasn’t very amused with the slobbery remains he tried to present to her.

"Yeah…it’s actually really therapeutic and it made me realize how flexible I really am." Brittany says.

"Yeah?" Finn breathes out.

"Uh huh. And Tubbs loses about two pounds each week because of it, which is a healthy amount because I don’t want to overwork him too much. Right, Tubbs?"

Lord Tubbington purrs in agreement and licks at Brittany’s palm.

"Can you get me Lord Tubbington’s vitamins, Finn? It’s about time that he takes them."

"Sure, babe."

"Thank you. It’s the orange bottle in the bathroom mirror."

As Finn moves out of his seat, Lord Tubbinton gets up and settles himself beside Brittany.”

"So…what do you think of him?" Brittany asks.

A blink.

"Oh come on…he’s not that bad.."

A slight huff.

"So you really don’t like him?" Brittany pouts.

A twitch of the whisker.

"So…it’s not that you don’t like Finn..you just don’t like how he’s taking my attention from you? Aw, Tubbs.." Brittany places a kiss on his nose. "Don’t worry; you’ll always have my full attention."

"This, right?" Finn asks as he walks back into the room, shaking the small bottle in hand. Finn pauses as he notices Lord Tubbington in his seat, only to yelp when Tubbs jumps off and scurries into the kitchen.

"No, Tubbs!"

Finn just looks in the direction of the kitchen in surprise.

Brittany sighs. “He knows the sound of his pills and he doesn’t like them very much…be a good boyfriend and wear a pair of oven mitts as I try and shove a pill into his mouth?”

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"Is it still bleeding?" Finn frowns, only to hiss when Brittany dabs at the cut on his arm with a alcohol dipped cotton ball.

"No…well just a bit. I’m so sorry." Brittany meekly says as she places a Hello Kitty band-aid onto his arm (The guys are really going to enjoy that..) and places a kiss right in the center after she’s smoothed it out and made sure it’s secure on Finn’s skin.

"I swear, Tubbs has never…disliked someone so much before."

Finn awkwardly scratches at the back of his neck as Brittany dejectedly looks at the floor. It’s only when he see’s her face scrunching up and a slight whimper escaping her throat, that he says something.

"I like him." Finn says.

Brittany sniffs. “You do?” She asks in a small voice.

Finn nods with a small smile. “He’s fast—he’d look great in a football jersey.” Finn grins as he lightly pokes Brittany’s cheek. Brittany gives a small smile.

"And he really loves you…so I’ll make sure that he likes me—at least a little bit, ‘cause he means a lot to you, so he means a lot to me." Finn finishes.

God, he hopes that came out correctly. Now is not one of the best times to have said something that only makes sense in his head, but leaves everyone around him looking at him as if her were an idiot.

The loving look on Brittany’s face says otherwise.

"You’re so sweet." Brittany murmurs.

Finn dopily grins in response.

"Come on…my parents won’t be back till 5, so we have a couple of hours for me to play with your unicorn horn."

"I still don’t know what that means." Finn mumbles as Brittany smirks and grabs his hand as she guides him to her bedroom.

It’s only when Brittany is on her knees and unzipping his pants that Finn realizes what she meant.