A/N: Trying out a new idea. For those who read my other fics, I will be updating them soon.
Babysitter
Chapter 1: Problem Child
"Momma" a seven year old Santana says to her mother Maria as they walk from the living room to the kitchen of their house.
"Yes darling" Maria answers to her daughter.
"You go out tonight, yeah?" the small dark haired girl asks her mother.
"Yes sweetheart" Maria replies. "I am going out with some of my friends for dinner but I won't be out too late."
"I am not going to daddy's, no?" Santana asks.
"Not tonight sweetheart" Maria explains to the little girl. "Your father is working tonight, I'm afraid."
"Do I get to stay here alone?" Santana asks as a smile makes its way onto her face.
"No sweetheart" Maria says. "I told you that you will be getting your new babysitter tonight."
"I am not a baby though" Santana states. "So I don't really think I need one of those."
"You are just too young to be left alone darling" Maria says to her daughter. "There is a nice young girl coming to look after you tonight, her mother and I have a mutual friend so she was recommended to me." The small Latina just nods her head slowly showing she isn't too fond of the idea of having a babysitter. "You will like her Santana so don't worry."
"Ok" Santana says. "So will she be making me food and putting me to bed and stuff, right?"
"Yes exactly like that" Maria says with a smile.
"When's it coming then?" Santana asks while sitting down at the kitchen table.
"Don't call someone an 'it' Santana, we have discussed this before" Maria sternly tells her daughter. "Your babysitter will be here at six thirty so I want you on your best behaviour." Santana nods at her mother's words. "You must do what you are told at all times, ok."
"I will be good momma, I always am" Santana says with a sickly sweet smile.
"I am not so sure about that sweetie but you do try your best" Maria says.
"I do" Santana says, pleased with the complement and proud of herself.
"Your dinner is ready now so you eat up before your sitter gets here" Maria says. "If you eat all your greens then you can have some ice cream."
"Ok momma" Santana says as she shovels forkfuls of peas into her mouth. "I take it the ice cream on offer is the one I like?" Santana says. "I am not eating that strawberry rubbish, Santana Lopez only eats mint choc chip ice cream. Period."
"Your father really has you spoiled" Maria mumbles before answering her daughter. "It is chocolate chip ice cream darling."
"Mint choc chip or just choc chip?" Santana asks. "I will only eat it if it is mint as well."
"Yes it is mint" Maria answers before shaking her head disapprovingly. She then makes a mental note to speak to her ex-husband about how spoiled Santana is becoming, she doesn't mind her daughter occasionally getting what she wants because that way she is happy but Santana is getting far too used to getting her own way all the time that it is going to end up harming her and never let her become independent and learn things if she is waited on hand and foot.
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The doorbell goes right on the dot at six thirty indicating the babysitter has now arrived but judging by the look on Santana's face, she isn't happy.
"I will get that you sit there and finish your ice cream sweetheart" Maria tells her daughter.
"Right momma" Santana responds before Maria leaves to answer the door.
"This sitter thing will not want to ever come back when I am done tonight" Santana says aloud to herself while smirking evilly. "That will teach her for thinking she can boss me around."
Meanwhile Maria opens the door to Santana's babysitter. "Hi, come on in" Maria says inviting the twelve year old girl inside. "You must be Brittany."
"Yes, it's nice to meet you" the girl politely replies.
"I'm Maria Lopez but you can just call me Maria" Maria says before leading Brittany towards the kitchen. "I will take you through to meet Santana and introduce you two and then I will leave once you girls are settled."
"Ok" Brittany answers with a smile before following the older woman.
"Santana is normally well behaved and I have her on strict instructions so there should be no problems" Maria tells Brittany.
"That's fine, I am sure we will get along perfectly" Brittany says smiling again. The thing about Brittany is that she constantly has a smile on her face and is a very happy go lucky person. She is a firm believer in not letting anything or anyone get to you or upset you; when it is feasibly possible obviously because some things can hurt even the mentally strongest individuals.
Once Maria and Brittany reach the kitchen Santana is sitting smiling angelically like butter wouldn't melt. "Brittany this is my daughter Santana, Santana Brittany is going to look after you tonight honey ok?" Maria asks her daughter.
"Ok mommy" Santana says, smiling again. "Hi Brittany" Santana then says, feigning a shy wave.
"Hi Santana" Brittany responds. "That is a lovely dress you have on, I like the colour."
"Thanks" Santana says.
"You girls seem like you will get along" Maria says causing both girls to nod even though it was more of an observation than a question. "There is a pad on the table there with my number, the number of her father and various other numbers should you need to contact me and there is a list of things you need to know" Maria tells the older girl with a smile. "Any problems then don't hesitate to give me a call."
"Ok, I am sure everything will go smoothly" Brittany says. "Have a good time tonight."
"Thank you Brittany and you little miss" Maria says, turning to her daughter this time. "You better behave because if you don't then I will find out ok?"
"Yes momma I will be on my best behaviour" Santana assures her mother. If Maria had seen the sneaky smile on Santana's face then she probably wouldn't have believed her daughter so easily.
"Good and remember Santana, do whatever Brittany tells you too" Maria states.
Santana nods at her mother before giving her a smile. "I will do whatever I am told" Santana says sweetly.
"Ok then girls" Maria says. "I guess I better get a move on before I am late, have a good night girls, bye."
"You too, bye" Brittany says.
"Bye momma" Santana says with a wave before Maria leaves the house. As soon as Maria closes the front door Santana picks her colouring book up and heads straight for the living room, climbing up on the couch when she arrives. Brittany follows Santana into the living room but the younger girl decides not to acknowledge the blonde girl's presence.
"I should probably look at the information your mom left" Brittany says to the younger girl but it appears Brittany is the only person listening as Santana just continues to colour in a picture and hum to herself. "It says you have to be in bed by 8pm." Santana nods at Brittany but refuses to make eye contact with her babysitter. "You are not allowed anything sugary before bed because that gets you hyper" Brittany says aloud, continuing to read the paperwork Maria left.
"You can just ignore that rule" Santana says, deciding to actually acknowledge Brittany now. "I eat when I want and what I want" Santana states with attitude.
"Well tonight you don't" Brittany says to the girl, not allowing herself to fall into any traps with the young girl. It isn't the first time Brittany has let a young child wrap her around their little finger. About a year ago Brittany was looking after her little cousin, Jenny and that didn't go to plan. Jenny had told Brittany that in return for not telling Brittany's mom that Brittany was the one responsible for a broken vase, a family heirloom to be more precise, Brittany should let her have a candy bar and none of the two of them would speak of the vase or the candy bar ever again. Brittany then agreed to the plan but it backfired because Jenny decided to spill the beans on not only the fact that Brittany gave her candy but she had broken the vase as well.
As soon as Brittany tells Santana that she isn't getting her own way Santana turns to the older blonde and sends her a massive glare before scowling at her. Brittany doesn't let this bother her though because she knows she has instructions that she must stick by so you doesn't want to deviate from what she's been told to do.
"I am sorry but I am employed by your mom so I need to follow what she says" Brittany says.
"Yes and I am pretty sure she would not want you starving her little baby" Santana retorts annoyed.
"I am not going to starve you Santana" Brittany replies. "I am just not going to give you sugary treats after seven forty five but I am happy enough to give you a banana or any other item of fruit."
"I do not care if you are happy or not" Santana says peeling her eyes away from her book. "I do not want a banana either, I hate them" Santana says, raising her voice before standing up. "I also do not want other fruit" Santana shouts, this time slamming her colouring book down on the coffee table before storming over to Brittany and standing directly in front of her before proceeding to jump up on the other couch next to Brittany.
"Calm down darling" Brittany tells the seven year old, suddenly feeling alarmed at how aggressive the child appears. "I am only following the instructions your mother left me so it is for your benefit as much as it is for mine."
Santana doesn't really listen to Brittany, instead choosing to tangle her small hand in Brittany's hair and pulling on it slightly. "I don't know what that sentence means but I know I am not happy with you" the fierce little girl tells Brittany before pulling harder on a chunk of blonde hair.
"Ouch let go" Brittany tell the girl, trying to pry her hands away from her hair. "Santana, please let go. You are hurting me."
"I don't care" the Latina states. "You are going to give me a sugary treat and you will give it to me now" Santana demands. "You got me yellow head."
"Ok first of all, do not dare to speak to me like that Santana" Brittany sternly tells the girl. "It is not nice and for the record my hair is blonde, not yellow."
"Boo-who" the girls says to Brittany. "Are you going to cry now?"
"Can you please let me go, now" Brittany says getting angry. "If you let me go then maybe we could come to some sort of arrangement." Santana looks at Brittany confused while continuing to maintain her hold on Brittany's hair. "Let go and we can make a deal, ok?"
Santana lets go of Brittany's hair before folding her arms across her chest. "Tell me the deal" Santana demands. "If I don't like the deal then I will touch your yellow hair again" Santana threatens.
"How about I give you one piece of candy just now since it is not bedtime just yet" Brittany suggests. "One piece of candy in turn for you not hurting me again."
"How about no?" Santana states cheekily. "I am not a fan of the deal so either make another deal that I will like or I will just pull your hair again." Brittany sighs deeply, knowing that she is in for a long night. "Two pieces of candy or I hurt you."
"Santana seriously, do not speak to me in that manner" Brittany tells the girl. "I understand you don't like the rules but I didn't set them so we both have to do as your mom tells us."
"Three pieces of candy or I punch you" Santana challenges.
"I am not joking, that is not an appropriate way to talk to someone" Brittany says, showing her authority. "Actually you know what, I think you should go to your bed now because I am not standing for this behaviour." Santana once again gives Brittany a vicious glare. "I can give you one bit of candy and we can forget this ever happened."
"I want three" Santana shouts before kicking Brittany's hip.
"Santana!" Brittany shouts at the girl who just shrugs. "You can't do that."
"I think I just did" Santana answers back.
"You have way too much attitude for being seven years old" Brittany says.
"I will settle for two pieces of candy then" Santana says, completely ignoring Brittany's previous comment.
"I am not giving you any candy at all" Brittany states. "Especially not after you have just kicked me and continued to threaten me." Again, Santana doesn't pay any interest to what the elder girl is telling her so she decides to just nip the skin on Brittany's arm. "Will you stop hurting me, for the love of god" Brittany says, finally losing her temper with the girl.
"GIVE ME CANDY" Santana screams this time.
"I can't do that, kids who hit out do not get candy even if I am usually pretty soft on them" Brittany says.
"I WANT CANDY, GIVE ME CANDY" Santana screams again before repeating the six words over and over at the top of her voice.
"Lower your voice please" Brittany says. "I am sorry but I can't give you anything." As soon as Brittany finishes her sentence Santana kicks her hard in the stomach, but Brittany is lucky enough she doesn't get winded.
"Ouch" Brittany says wincing in pain.
"I hate you" Santana states, folding her arms across her chest again.
"Believe me, the feeling is completely reciprocated" Brittany says, rubbing her stomach. "I am really not your biggest fan either." Santana then bites Brittany in the arm before laughing at Brittany's reaction; a one of severe pain.
"I have had enough that really hurt" Brittany says before picking up the phone. "I am phoning your mom." When Brittany starts to dial the number into the phone, Santana takes the opportunity to then jump on top of Brittany's knees and dig her nails into the skin on Brittany's arms and thighs before trying to take the phone off of Brittany.
"GET OFF ME" Brittany shouts before using her strength as an advantage and pushing Santana gently to the couch before standing up and reclaiming the phone Santana took from her. Brittany dials the number as fast as she can but it turns out the call just goes straight to voicemail. "Damn" Brittany says under her breath.
"Candy candy candy" Santana shouts while running towards Brittany, who then uses her initiative and quickly scurries out of the room with the phone while shutting the door to prevent Santana from getting out of the room. Brittany continues to hold the door as she dials Maria's number on the phone again.
"Come on pick up, pick up" Brittany whispers into the phone as it continues to ring. "Jeez, please answer" Brittany says desperately before Maria finally picks up the phone after a few rings.
"Hello" Maria says when she answers. "Is everything ok?" she asks, not sure if Santana has called or Brittany, she just knows that the caller came up as 'home' on her id screen.
"Maria this is Brittany" Brittany says. "I am so sorry to do this and interrupt your night but can you please come home now?" Brittany asks, she would normally try her best to deal with tricky situations but this has just got way out of control.
"Is everything ok?" Maria repeats her earlier words.
"I am afraid it isn't" Brittany responds. "When you get home I will explain everything."
"Ok" Maria says a little panicked. "Is Santana ok, she isn't hurt or anything?"
"No, Santana is not hurt" Brittany responds. She wants to add 'me on the other hand though, I can't say I am not hurt' but she doesn't bother. "Santana is perfectly fine and well, regards health anyway" Brittany says putting Maria's mind to rest a little. "I really do need you to come home though, I wouldn't do this if I wasn't serious or desperate for that matter."
"Yes ok, I am on my way" Maria says before her and Brittany hang up the phone. When Brittany hangs up she let's go of the living room door handle and peaks inside and realises she is met with an empty room. It becomes apparently to Brittany a few seconds later that the room is not empty and Santana has not managed to escape when Brittany observes the furious small Latina raging towards her while holding a large ornament in the air.
"Santana what are you doing with that?" Brittany asks. "Put…"
"GIVE. ME. CANDY. OR. I. WILL. HIT. YOU. WITH. THIS" Santana states clearly while emphasising every word.
"Santana put the vase down please" Brittany says solemnly.
"NOW WAY. I NEED CANDY" the girl rages at Brittany.
"Please calm down honey and put the vase down" Brittany says. "I don't want you to have an accident or get hurt."
"I needs my candy so if you don't get me some then I will smash this over your head this minute" Santana tells Brittany. "What's it to be candy for me or a headache for you?"
"I cannot give you candy" Brittany says before Santana lunges at Brittany.
"Santana!" Maria screams causing both Santana and Brittany to stand frozen on the spot. "Give me that vase this instant young lady" Maria tells her daughter before reaching for the vase. Santana lets go of the ornament causing it to fall into her mother's hands before she gulps loudly after seeing the angry expression on her mom's face. "Sit on the couch. NOW."
Santana does as she is told. "Momma I…"
"Are you alright Brittany?" Maria asks the babysitter, cutting off Santana from speaking.
"Alright, no I most certainly am not" Brittany says, displeasure very evident in her tone. "Your daughter threatened me, she hit me, she kicked me, she pulled my hair and almost winded me not to mention how she bit me" Brittany says. "I normally like to see the best in people but your daughter has severely tipped the scale on that."
"I am so sorry about this Brittany" Maria says, feeling embarrassed that her daughter has behaved so badly but also feeling very upset that her daughter is capable of doing such stuff.
"Yeah well one thing is for sure, I am never coming back here again" Brittany says. "I am disgraced with the behaviour your daughter has pulled tonight" Brittany says. "If you get another babysitter please warn them beforehand and perhaps request one who is older than twelve, goodbye." Brittany then storms outside before beginning to cry, she may be twelve but she is still young enough to feel upset and scared by what just happened. Santana may have been a seven year old so Brittany shouldn't feel that frightened but it still doesn't fill you with joy when you are trying to be helpful and babysit and suddenly you are landed with a devil child.
"I am disgusted with you Santana Lopez" Maria states. "Go to your room, I cannot bear to look at you."
Santana nods with her head downcast before looking up at her mom. "Ok momma, can I take some candy with me please?"
"Of course sweetheart, you can take as much as you want" Maria tells her child.
"Really" Santana asks with excited wide eyes.
"No not really" Maria states. "Get to your room, bullying a twelve year old like that when you are only seven is really not acceptable, you should be ashamed of yourself" Maria says. "I know I am ashamed of you."
"Daddy would never be shamed of me" Santana screams through tears before running up to her room and slamming her bedroom door shut.
"Your father will be hearing of this" Maria says to no one since Santana wouldn't hear her. "That's if I can ever get a hold of him, too busy with his fancy piece probably."
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Meanwhile, once Brittany got home after her nightmare of a night she told her parents all about her ordeal. "I cannot believe a seven year old could act so cruel" Brittany's mom says.
"I knew she was too young to get a job, she's twelve" Brittany's dad says.
"It's not like a proper job dad, I only did it to get some extra pocket money" Brittany says. "Twelve is not that young to babysit someone, especially since I will be thirteen in six days."
"You are not going back there" Martin tells his daughter.
"I don't want to anyway" Brittany says.
"I am shocked to be honest with you, when Kathy told me that her friend Maria needed a babysitter then I didn't think there would be a problem" Joanne, Brittany's mom says. "I have known Kathy for twenty six years so I trust her implicitly so I don't think she would let Brittany babysit if she though this child would be a problem."
"Brittany can continue to babysit her cousins or Kathy's kids but she isn't doing it for a stranger" Martin says, putting his foot down.
"Maria was really nice, I would have bailed on Maria the second I arrived if I didn't feel comfortable" Brittany says. "It was just her daughter that wasn't nice when her mom left."
"Has Kathy met this devil child?" Martin asks his wife.
"Martin, I don't know" Joanne says. "Kathy's Brittany's godmother so I doubt she would put Brittany into any danger."
"The girl wasn't going to seriously hurt me, I am not defending her or anything but I don't think she was going to do anything with the vase" Brittany says. "I just got a little spooked, that's all."
"I think I will speak to Kathy anyway and maybe see if I can have a word with Maria" Joanne says. Brittany wants to argue with her mom because she feels a little embarrassed that a seven year old could spook her like this but Brittany knows what Joanne Pierce is like so she doesn't bother.
Hope the chapter was ok, next chapter will be a time jump of around eight years or so. Let me know what you think.
Also with regards the age of Brittany babysitting, I understand there are some restrictions in certain areas/countries but just assume that it is legal.