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"Please, don't do this too me"
"You've let me no choice Mr. Cream"
"No! There has to be some other way! Please I have a family that needs me!"
"Well you should have thought of that before shouldn't you?"
"Please have mercy!"
"MWHAHAHAHAHA!"
"Goodbye Sir"
Quinn waited at the door of the apartment with wide eyes as she watched her heavily pregnant wife hold a conversation with a tub of ice-cream which she was one spoonful away from finishing. She didn't know what to think in anymore, but she wasn't surpassed in the least. in the 7 months that Santana had been pregnent Quinn had found her serenading pop tarts on more than one occasion.
"You only started that tub as i went out to get some dinner for us, how long was I gone?" Quinn teased. However Santana turns to her with big doe eyes and Quinn knows that that was definitely the wrong thing to say.
"It's true! I look like a bus!" The shorter woman's chin started to tremble and her eyes shawn with unshed tears. She started to rub her swollen belly as tears cascaded down her cheeks. Quinn frowned and placed her own hands on top on her wife's, intertwining their fingers. She slid closer to the other woman and rubbed their noses together and placed a soft kiss on her cheeks.
"You're beautiful, and your carrying out baby. So to me you're perfect," She paused placing a kiss on her nose "And if you were the size of a bus which you definitely not I would still love you because you're you"
"These crazy hormones make me feel like i want to cry all the time. And when i'm not sad i'm just super horny..." She trailed off falling back into the couch.
"Well I got you something to go with dinner if you want it" Quinn tells Santana, placing a large tub of Ben & Jerry's 'cookie dough' ice cream on her belly. But when Santana didn't give her a response Quinn looked back at the dark haired woman.
"So you are trying to fatten me up! Is it so you if you dump me i won't be able to run away?" Santana shouts, as she moves Quinn's hands off of her large stomach.
Quinn doesn't say anything for a few moments, trying to figure out how to approach this situation. On one hand she doesn't want to upset Santana anymore but anything she does will just have the same outcome on the stunning - but none the less crazy - brunette. So she goes for the only move she knows is guaranteed to work.
"I love you Sanny bear," And just like that Santana throws herself into Quinn's waiting arms. "Works like a charm." The blonde whispers to herself.