Life as a Fabray-Lopez
'Charlie? Charlie baby wake up' Santana shook her four year old daughter gently trying to wake her up. 'Charlie c'mon if you don't get up right now then I won't take you to glee club for a week' she smiled victoriously when her blonde angel shot up out of bed
'I'm up mama I'm up' she exclaimed frantically as Santana giggled.
'Good girl now hurry up or you'll be late for kindergarten' she warned as her baby girl jumped out of bed and started rushing around trying to get dressed by herself.
Finally after 20 minutes Charlie bounded down the stairs ready for school with Santana quick to follow.
'Now baby, mommy has already gone to school early to talk to Mr. Schuester about talking you to nationals this year with us so I'm going to take you to kindergarten today okay?' The brunette questioned her daughter.
Charlie pulled on her mother's arm as she dragged her out the door 'we're going to be late' she pleaded frantically as she pushed her into the driver's seat of the silver jag. All Santana could think of was how much like Quinn her fair-haired little lamb was becoming.
As Quinn sauntered into glee club with Charlie in her arms she couldn't help notice how beautiful Santana looked with her hair down. It was one of the reasons she was so happy Santana had quit cheerios. Her inner monologue of thoughts was interrupted when Charlie wriggled out of her arms and rushed towards Santana who lifted her off her feet and spun her around.
'hey there little lamb' the brunette giggled when Charlie put her head on her shoulder and yawned. Quinn smiled as she crossed the room and embraced her girls in a tight hug 'someone's tired' she chuckled.
It was at that point in time that Mr. Schue chose to enter the choir room, smiling at the girls (who had taken two seats at the back with Charlie on Quinn's knee) he proceeded to write on the whiteboard.
'Okay guys nationals are only around the corner and...' he paused when he saw that Charlie was sitting patiently with her hand up on her mommy's lap. 'Umm yes Charlie what is it?' he questioned awkwardly as the little blonde jumped down the steps and walked towards him.
'Mr. Schuester can I come to nationals too?' she asked nervously, pulling at the end of her shirt.
Mr. Schue smiled widely at the youngster 'of course you can as long as it's okay with your mommy and mama'. At this Charlie squealed and wrapped her arms around his legs, he laughed and patted her head gently before sending her back to her seat.
Everyone seemed happy about Charlie going to nationals with them except one Rachel Berry who just had to stick her nose in.
'Mr. Schue' Rachel announced with her hand in the air 'as much fun as it would be to have a little one running around I really do think it would just be one more distraction from us winning nationals this year' she finished quietly after receiving a death glare from about half of the room.
Just about everyone exploded with rage all at once yelling profanities at Rachel until Quinn yelled over the noise 'GUYS SHUT THE HELL UP'.
The room fell silent, everyone staring at Quinn until Santana notices something. Charlie was crying. Santana picked up the little girl from Quinn's knee and cradled her gently 'why are you crying little lamb?'
She asked as her daughter sobbed a quiet reply 'I hate it when people yell it scares me' her baby girl sobbed 'and I really want to go to nationals this year with you and mommy'. Quinn and Santana's hearts broke after hearing this.
'Oh honey I'm sorry for yelling like that and don't you worry you're coming to nationals this year if it kills me' Santana reassured her.
Quinn slid one arm around Santana's waist and kissed her lips 'I think it's time we went home' after receiving a nod in reply she led her girls out of the room but not before sending a death glare towards Rachel and an apologetic look to Mr. Schue.
Arriving home from work, Quinn peered into the living room, what she saw caused a smile to spread across her face. Santana lay sprawled across the couch, her hair twisting and turning in all directions with panda pajamas covering her tanned skin. On top of her Charlie was curled in a ball on her mama's stomach, tiny hands clutching onto Santana's. Quinn picked up her daughter gently as she shifted in her arms.
'Mommy?' she called out groggily, her voice croaky and sore from sleep.
'hush baby go back to sleep' The older blonde whispered gently in her ear as the child slumped in her arms. Gently as possible, she crept up the stairs and into the purple coloured bedroom. She placed her sleeping lamb down in her bed and drew the Blankets up to her chin, placing a kiss on the infant's forehead. She felt strong arms wrap round her waist as a kiss was planted on her shoulder. She leant back into the Latina's arms and sighed, everything was perfect.
