Project
Ava stormed through the house, upset. She found Ares in the library and poked him in the side to get his attention. "I need your help."
"Get Mom to help you."
"She's playing tennis with Mami."
"What do you need help with?"
"It's a project for school. We have to make something that represents a period of historical interest."
"So what do you want to make?"
Quinn went to pull an encyclopedia off the shelf. She needed to do some serious research for her next novel, but as she went to pull it down, a hand wrapped around her wrist and an arm wrapped around her waist. "Hey San," she said, turning around.
"Please tell me you're not about to work when we have the house to ourselves. This never happens!"
"Don't be so dramatic."
"Rachel just bought another bottle of chocolate syrup," Santana hinted, wiggling her eyebrows.
"…Lead the way."
They were halfway up the stairs, when someone's phone rang.
"Ignore it!" Santana yelled.
Quinn laughed, until Rachel and Brittany came out of the master bedroom, pulling clothes on. "What happened?" she whined.
"We have to go to the school," Rachel said, sticking her phone in her pocket. "That top secret history project Ares was helping Ava with? Yeah…they built a fucking guillotine."
Santana nearly fell down the stairs laughing.