A/N: Sorry for the long break between updates, I have been lacking inspiration and didn't want to give you guys just any old crappy update or filler chapter. But the good news is my writers block from Working Title is now gone so that story has two new chapters in addition to the two for this update; so now the continuing saga of our Berry Blue and Sunkist Lemon Jelly Belly's.
Also as always I in no way, shape, or form claim any ownership of Glee or its characters they all belong to RIB. Or Jelly Belly's.
Previously on Lemon Aid
"Baby, here you are I was starting to get worried you forgot about…me. Ra-Rachel?"
Did you ever learn about ancient Greek mythology in school? No? Well one of the common themes was that humans were incapable of seeing the Gods and Goddesses in their true form because the sight of their overwhelming perfection was too much for the fragile human mind to comprehend and it would kill them. My point you ask? Well…I feel your pain ancient Greeks; I thought I had seen Quinn at her finest before, I've lived through Head Cheerio HBIC Quinn, Carwash Quinn, Radiant Pregnant Quinn, Prom Queen Quinn, Innocent Sundress Quinn, and Dangerous Punk Quinn, I've even seen Quinn in various states of undress due to Glee Club costume changes and gym before but no, seriously, I didn't know anything. A husky voiced seductive negligee wearing Quinn…hell to the no! Tap out; I'm done, broken beyond repair for anyone else, ever. Oh sweet merciful Moses, I am legitimately salivating which is amazing because I didn't thinking I had enough moisture left in the upper half of my body to accomplish that feat.
'…'
'Rachel…'
'Rachel Berry…'
'Rachel Berry is here…'
'Rachel Berry ishere and I am gaping like a fish in the doorway…oh and I'm only wearing a negligee with the world's shortest robe covering me. And she's looking at me like that, Oh God…why is she looking at me like that; it looks like she wants to…eat me?'
'GOD! *shiver* Rachel Barbra Berry looks like she wants to eat me, hmm…now where did I put the salt and pepper?'
'NO! Bad Quinn! Rein it in! You made it through four years of high school suffering through those equally damned and blessed skirts, those naughty knee-highs, her Britney look, Kurt's makeover, booty shorts, dozens of revealing Glee outfits, having to change near her in gym and listening to that unbelievably sexy/angelic voice day in and day out! Be strong Quinn!'
'Sorry, sorry you are absolutely right we can certainly handle a surprise visit where she's wearing a knee length pea coat and what appear to be thigh high boots…I can't tell if she's wearing anything else…OH GOD SHE MAY NOT BE WEARING ANYTHING ELSE!'
'…Well if that's the case then we are dreaming because we fell asleep waiting for Paul, so I say go for it.'
'…Really?'
'Why not, it's not like we haven't had this dream before. If anything we actually may get to have an orgasm with Paul tonight by enjoying this now.'
'So true Lucy Q, mmmm Rachel Berry it has been far too long.'
'Did she just lick her lips?'
'Oh my FUCKING God, she did! Not to mention her chest is heaving and those lovely hazel eyes are blacker than Santana's heart.'
'She wants me…she wants me just as bad and she's not being shy about that fact…shit what about the plan?'
"Oh fuck Rachel, what took you so long baby?"
*shudder*
'FUCK THE PLAN!'
"God Quinn!"
TBC
