A/N: Hope you guys like it. First time trying to do something like this. There will be a Girl Talk.
Couples are: Rachel and Quinn, Mike and Tina, Puck is a player, and Artie and Sugar. They are in highschool btw...
I need feedback to keep going! lol, but please review! Ideas are great!
Mike's POV
"Are you sure this is a good idea?" Artie asks as we pull up into the parking lot. Puck scoffs and hands our fake id to each of us.
"Artie, I understand you might be a little wary of this because Sugar's got you pussy whipped- well just whipped because you don't get pussy- but tonight is the night to let go! It's the right of passage," he pats Artie on the shoulders and smiles. "Don't worry, man. You'll love it."
I get my id and look at Quinn with a smile. "You ready?" She squeezes my arm and grins.
"Hell yeah!" we laugh show each other out pics and new names.
"All right dickwads, can we go see some real pussy now or are we just going to squeal like little slit lickers all night?" Santana asks as she swings the door of the van open. We all follow her lead and gather in front of the car. Puck stops us with a serious expression before we walk any further.
"Whatever happens, we don't tell our girlfriends."
Quinn's POV
Two hours later (SpongeBob voice)
An hour after we got into the strip club, we're drinking and getting grinded on. This must be what paradise is.
"Tana! This night is fucking amazing!" I yell over the music while we each get a lap dance.
"I know right! Tell you what, Quinn! I'm so fucking happy I could cry!" She says as she slaps a redhead on the ass. She starts to tear up with a smile on her face. She's always been a crying drunk…
Puck finally looks up from his motorboating some blonde chick and wags his eyebrows towards us. "Enjoying this night of freedom, ladies?"
"Fuck yes!" Santana voices our thoughts. She gives a creeper smile at the stripper while she runs her hands on her tits.
"I love Rachel, but there are boobies and booty everywhere! I could really get use to this if I weren't so afraid of STDs!" I grin as a blonde girl rolls her hips and grinds down on my lap. I fist bump with Santana and we look back at the ass in front of us.
Artie's POV
Three hours Later…
Three hours in and everybody is drunk. We can barely sit straight enough to look at the stage dance. Santana's eyes are red and puffy as she fights not to grind back on the stripper because of Brittney. I think my wheels are spinning.. I can't tell right now. I'm fucked up.
"San! Why are you crying?" Mike asks in between hiccups.
She glances at us before she looks back at the redheads nipples. Her bottom lip begins to tremble. "I haven't had s-sex in four days!" She sighs while silent tears stream down her face. Puck wraps his free arm around her shoulders.
"Calm down, lesbro. Just go home and try to get some tomorrow in between class!" Puck says like it's the obvious solution.
Quinn laughs and slurs, "I wish I could say I feel your pain, but I can't cuz I was all up on that tiny ass last night! I had her praising Barbra through the high notes!" She fist bumps with me and focuses her glassy eyes on taking another shot.
We go back to doing shot after shot. I'm enjoying the show and chatting with Quinn. She throws a dime on the stage and loudly says, "She wants to meet Charlie. Yup! Look at the hunger in her eyes!" She playfully growls and trows another nickel. "She definitely wants to meet Charlie." She smirks.
"Not this shit again, Fabray." Santana sniffs.
"Who the fuck is Charlie?" Puck asks.
Quinn smirks and stands up. "THIS DICK!"
Santana's POV
Five Hours later…
"Put the fucking phone down!"
"No! I have to tell her! I have to call her!"
"Mike! Put the goddamned phone down! This is really fucking pathetic! Don't call your girl now or we'll all be in some shit! Do you want that, Michael?! Cuz if you call, your spring roll won't be dipped in some sauce for a loooonng time!" I say to snap him out of it. Pucks always banging some girl when you need him!
"She's right. If you do, we won't get laid." Quinn says to a lost looking Mike. His whimpers can be heard by all of us. I think he's speaking Mandarin… I don't know, something Asian.
"But, guy! She needs to know! I can't believe I did it!" He cries! "I have to tell her I love her and I'm sorry."
"He's right. If we don't tell her we love her, won't get laid." Quinn says with a final nod of her head, which soon turns into a bobble head, as she gets her phone.
Oh no, they can't say anything! I feel the tears coming because they always fuck things up! Mike's dialing! Fuck my life!
"Baby Panda! Pick up the phone!" He bits his thumb nail as he waits for her to answer. Screw it! They're on their own! His face light up as he hears her voice but crumbles into a sobbing mess.
"Tina! I pulled out my penis in a strip club!"
A/N: Thanks for reading! Just got done with exams! (Thank God!) it really killed my vibe. I wrote this while I was studying. But! School is finally out! Time for more FF! Best of luck to those who still have finals!