A/N: I don't own anything, just my brain. I have a huge potty mouth so that was your warning. Thanks so much for the favs and reviews, it means a lot! I introduced some more characters in this chapter. Rate and review please! :)

~Kay

The Princess and her Queen part 2

It's been about a week since I met Quinn and I can't stop thinking about her! I think this is becoming some weird Lifetime series if they aired shows about obsessive, stalker princesses. I'm seriously thinking I've become a stalker. I've looked up the Fabray Towers and I've looked up almost everything about her. I mean I literally know all the public information, from the name of her dog, to all the emergency exits in Fabray Towers. This is sad.

I guess this is what I get for asking that loud mouthed hobbit of a singer, Rachel Berry. I ask for advice on how to ask Quinn to go on a date with me and she asks me if I knew anything about her. I answer that she is gorgeous and has a sexy voice. Berry sighs as she closes her eyes and shakes her head at me like I've said the wrong thing.

"Santana, you need to be prepared for everything in advance! You're supposed to learn what she likes so you can take her to do the things she enjoys."

"That's what the date is for." Again, she shakes her fucking head.

"Google."

"Excuse me?" Like seriously, the fuck?

"Santana. You need to Google her to make sure you don't mess up."

"I'm not going to fucking Google her, Berry. Are you crazy? Is this the kind of shit they do in hobbit holes? Huh? Do you Google the times you're going to shit too?" I squint my eyes and take a threatening step towards her.

She juts her chin out and squares her chest. "As a matter of fact, I make a schedule, Santana Lopez! And I'm not going to take his conversation to heart because you are my friend and I know you are going through a hard and stressful time at the moment."

"Stop talking."

"However, I do suggest singing her a song. A love ballad is perfectly acceptable in these situations." Her eyes light up like she just got her fucking hobbit ring.

"Stop yourself."

"Maybe even a romantic move from the 80s films like holding a boom box on your shoulder. OH! You could sing a Barbara Streisand song! I love Barbra."

"Rachel"

"I know my middle name is a testament for my talent. I could actually sing for you, it wouldn't be as romantic as you singing personally but it would be so much better because sometimes you tend to go a little flat. But it's perfectly acceptable; I could give you les-"

"SHUT THE FUCK UP! "

She looks startled and the gazed over look in her eye disappears. I take a calming breath and slowly count to ten. I open my eyes and look at her only to close then again and have to count to fifty.

"I'm going to walk away before I go to jail for murdering a dwarf." I say as I flip my hair and walk towards the courtyard.

"Good luck!" I hear her yell. Ugh, mother fucker.

So here I am in my room, Googleing Lucy Quinn Fabray. If I end up on one of those Nancy Grace specials, I'm coming for ass first.

I decided that this was the most fucked up way of courting so I decide to ask for other advice. I walk around the castle and seek answers from thin air. As I walk aimlessly, I bump into Brittney, the Ballroom Coordinator.

"Princess Sanny!" she squeals as she hugs me.

"Hey, Britts. What's up?" I smile honestly.

"I heard that you want to woo Princess Lucy! Can I help you, Sanny?!" She bounces up and down, not unlike a kid on a sugar rush. I can't say no to that face.

"Sure , Britts." She jumps up again and hugs the life out of me. "how did you hear about that though?"

"Rachie told me." She replied easily. Fucking loud ass singing elves.

"Okay, so what should I do?"

"You should get her a lot of candy with ducks and heart shapes. Then you should buy her a pond and fill it with ducks. The ducks should defiantly be able to sing." Her eyes glaze over. "I'm going to find out if they have singing ducks. Bye, Sanny! " She calls over her shoulder as she skips off.

Well, that was a lot of fucking help.

I've decided to just wing it. I already know Fabray Towers phone number by heart so I pick up my phone and dial. It rings once and an overly chirpy voice answers.

"Hello, Fabray Towers, this is Sugar Motta speaking. How may I help you?" ugh, if that fake ass voice doesn't get on my nerves! This aint McDonalds bitch!

"Yes, this is Princess Santana Lopez. I was wondering if Princess Lucy was available." I say in just a fake a voice.

"Hold on just one moment, and I'll transfer your call. Have a great day!"

Glad that's over.

"Hello?" I hear my angle say. Damn, what was I calling for?
"..Hi."

"Tana? Is that you?" She asks, a hint of amusement in her voice.

"You. Hi, Quinn. , um, I Googled your number." Holy shit. I did not just fucking say that?!

"You Googled my number?" Ash asks incredulously.

"Um. No? Yes.. Maybe I did but that was because I couldn't find the phone book." She chuckles at this.

"That's fine, Tana. Just don't say it like that. It tind of reminded me of those daytime movies on Lifetime" She laughs loudly at this. I'm going to fucking juice a berry.

I laugh along with her, trying not to make myself so obvious. "Quinn, I have a question?"

"Okay."

"You came to my party on my birthday and had a good time?

"Yes."

"You like me?"

"Yes."

"You want to see me again?"

"Yes?"

"You'll go out on a date with me?"

"Yes. Yes to everything, Tana." She says with a smile in her voice.

I'm so fucking excited I have to hurry up and get off the phone so I can squeal and scream and dance in confidence.

"Great! Okay, how about noon on Saturday?"

"That sounds great, Tana. I can't wait." She chuckles.

"Perfect! I'll pick you up because I know where you live!" Oh shit. "Um.. I didn't mean it like that… I meant that the whole world knows where you live, not just me because it was on Google... Shit, I'll stop talking now."

She laughs heartily. "Okay, I'm glad to know you still have your charms." She laughs some more.

"Ha, ha. Laugh it up, Fabray. I'm going to take you on the best date to make up for it."

"I'll hold you to that, Lopez. " She says.

"Scout's honor. Goodnight, Quinn. Don't let the bed bugs bite."

"Goodnight, Tana. And biting is my job." Say says right before she hangs up, leaving me with my mouth gaping open to catch flies. I hang up my phone when the dial tone reaches my ears. I scream embarrassingly so and jump up and down on the bed. Then I look around to make sure nobody saw that; when the coast is clear, I do it again.

I can't believe I'm going to take her on a date! My smile almost splits my face.

Damn, I'm one lucky bitch.