Hope you like this new story :) -Charlotte A.K.A. Charlie
"Santana! I'm home!" Quinn yelled through their large house in Lima, Ohio. They were both high school seniors at William McKinley High School.
"Finally!" Santana yelled as Quinn slid up the steps fast. Santana was currently trying to feed their "children".
"Here, give me Rachel's baby food. I'll feed her, you just focus on Brittany," Quinn said eagerly grabbing the baby food and bottle from Santana's grasp, turning with a wide smile on her face in front of Rachel's high chair. "Rachie, I want you to eat like a big girl for mommy. Here comes the airplane," Quinn said to the girl, making a buzzing sound with her lips while flying the spoon in different directions, dipositing it all in Rachel's mouth. Some of it slipped slowly onto the large bib, but most of it made its way down the ex-diva's throat.
"Damn, I wish I could get Britt to eat like Rachel does," Santana said, shaking her head. She tried doing the airplane move on Brittany but the girl wasn't having any of it. "Come on baby, just a tiny spoonful."
"Let me do it," Quinn said, locking Rachel's baby food and bottle onto her tray, before taking Brittany's food in hand. "Hey Britty," Quinn spoke in baby talk. "How's aunty's baby doing? Huh, huh?" Quinn teased to Brittany, getting the spoon into her mouth. Brittany eagerly swallowed the baby food, looking at Quinn wanting more.
"How the hell do you do it?" Santana looked at Quinn in awe.
"Easy. You gotta talk baby talk," Quinn said, shrugging her right shoulder before going back to feeding Rachel.
Once the feeding was done, Quinn and Santana put both their girls down for a nap. They both headed to the living room to chat for awhile while the babies slept.
"I miss Rachel," Quinn said sadly. "It feels like it's all my fault she's a baby now."
"It's not your fault. I was the one driving the car," Santana said.
"I know, but I'm the one who distracted you, showing you the text that Jessie St. James sent me. That skank made Rachel like she is now," Quinn replied, her eyes becoming a bit watery.
"It's ok. It's neither of our faults. Everything in our lives happen for a reason," Santana replied.
"So our girlfriends becoming babies and us being forced to take care of them with no help, besides the glee club and my mom, was supposed to happen for a reason?" Quinn replied.
"Yes, as I said everything in life happ-" Santana started to say but was cut off by a yelling from the nursery.
"That's Rachel," Quinn said, getting up onto her feet. "Beter go see what's wrong with her."
"20 bucks says it's a needed diaper change!" Santana yelled.
"Oh, you're on! I know my baby girl. She just wants me to hold her!" Quinn yelled back before walking into the nursery.