A/N Just some domestic mother/daughter F/f discipline, don't like don't read.

The timeline is my own. Takes place when Quinn and Santana are freshman in high school.

RATED M

Santana was sitting in the backseat of the car with a High School senior football player, Quinn looked back over the seat and winked at her friend and the Latina smiled widely back at her. She knew being besties with the first freshman Captain of the Cheerios had its perks but this was more awesome than she imagined.

Quinn was sitting up front with Tony Jamison and they were headed to the ledges which was only THE most awesome place to hang out on the whole entire planet. Santana had asked her about Finn Hudson since the blonde had recently started dating him and Quinn assured her that Tony Jamison and Brian Westmore were old Fabray family friends she had known practically since birth and Finn wouldn't mind. Santana just shrugged and laughed with her friend, she thought Finn was a big oaf anyway and couldn't see what Quinn saw in him. He had the IQ of a pet rock and that was being mean to the rock.

The Latina had a small tingling thrill of adventure and danger going on up and down her spine. She was skipping out of school, going to the ledges and driving around town with high school senior boys. If her parents found out, she would be so dead. Even her Papí who was the sweetest father in the whole world and let her get away with murder would be furious with her if he found out. But what Quinn wanted, Quinn got and she wanted Santana to skip with her and so she did. To be honest it didn't take much convincing, she knew hanging with the seniors and having the tough blonde cheerleader as her best friend was going to make her very popular in High School and she wanted to be very popular.

The guys started passing around a flask with God knows what kind of alcohol in it but Quinn very prudishly turned it down and no one argued with her so Santana was relieved and also passed when it came to her.

Joking and laughing and being all macho, the two guys drove out of town and towards the ledges. They got there about a half an hour later and spent the day swimming and jumping of the ledges into the river and just hanging out and having a good time.

Quinn had called Santana the night before and arranged the whole thing. They all met in the school parking lot but would never actually go in. They brought bathing suits and towels and a change of clothes in their gym bags and would just hop in Tony and Brian's car and spend the day at the ledges. Cheerios' practice ran until 6pm and sometimes later so they didn't have to rush home. Brian's older sister and her friends called them all in sick so it was a perfect and foolproof plan except for one Rachel Berry.

Sue Sylvester had been furious to find her Captain and Co-Captain missing from practice and had stormed over to the choir room to see if they had stayed late with that Crisco haired weakling singing and dancing. She ran right into Rachel in the middle of a diva storm out.

"Excuse me coach, I have a point to make and I must be going so I cannot stop and chat with you right now. I am rebelling against the blatant prejudice Mr. Shuester has against Broadway and anyone talented enough, namely me…."

Sue tried to walk around the petite girl, "Yeah, don't care." The tall coach was trying to look into the choir room to find her missing cheerleaders.

Rachel's curiosity got the best of her, "Can I help you with something coach?"

"Yeah less talented Streisand, you can follow the yellow brick road and beat it out of my sight before I grab a fly swatter and squash you're weirdly and unnaturally tiny body that appears to be 75% nose."

The diva pulled herself up indignantly, "If you're looking for your cheerleaders, they obviously had more important things to do today since they skipped Glee and school today. I saw them getting into some stupid jock's car this morning and drive out of the parking lot." She smirked at the look of rage on the coach's face, Rupaul and manhands indeed, huh!

Sue marched to the office, stopping at the meek ginger-haired guidance counselor's office, "Erma, did Lopez and Fabray call in sick today?" she demanded.

The tiny woman was more than terrified of the coach so she just squeaked out her reply, "Yes, they are both sick today."

"Thanks Eloise." The coach pulled out her cell and dialed the Lopez household.

Maribel was unfamiliar with the phone number but picked it up anyway, "Hello?"

"Is this Mrs. Lopez?" The coach barked, "This is Sue Sylvester."

"Yes, this is Maribel Lopez, what can I do for you coach?"

"Just tell Santana that I am sorry that she had to stay home sick today but she didn't miss anything too important. I will teach her and Quinn the routines tomorrow if both of them are well enough to attend school tomorrow." Not giving the mother a chance to reply she quickly hung up and chuckled evilly.

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Tony drove back to school to drop everyone off, as he pulled in the parking lot Quinn noticed a familiar car sitting alone in the lot.

"Uhm San, isn't that your mom's car?" Quinn said carefully to her friend in the backseat.

Santana laughed, "Puta, that isn't even funny, my mother would kill me if she found out I skipped school."

"I'm not being funny San, she's walking over here." Quinn said quickly, the Latina terrified her.

Santana was laughing as she looked out the window and saw her petite mother storming over to the car, "Oh no!" was all she had time to say before Maribel opened the back door and grabbed her daughter by the arm not so gently.

"Say goodbye to your friends Santana. Quinn Fabray get out of that car this instant. I'm driving you home. Gentlemen." She nodded at the stunned boys as she dragged both girls by the arm to her car.

The car ride to Quinn's house was totally silent as Santana just kept thinking over and over, "damn, damn, damn…" Not really able to process more thoughts than that.

Maribel walked Quinn to her door and explained to a half tipsy Judy Fabray what happened before coming back into the car and slamming the door.

She turned to her daughter and glared at her before putting the car into reverse and backing out of the driveway. She didn't say a word all the way home.

Walking into the house, she looked at her daughter, "go get changed, you have 5 minutes to be back downstairs." She barked out at Santana who nearly broke her leg running up the stairs and into her room.

The teenager was back downstairs in four minutes unwilling to irritate her mother further.

Maribel was at the sink furiously washing dishes, "Were you drinking?"

"No Mamí neither Quinn nor I drank I swear!"

"Were did you go?" Maribel still hadn't turned around.

"To the ledges, we went swimming, that's all honest." She said desperately.

"Is that why Quinn called last night?" The dark woman turned around and faced her daughter with her arms crossed.

"Yes Mamí." She said sadly wondering why she ever thought this was a good idea.

"I'm going to ask you something and I want an honest answer and I mean it Santana Bianca Lopez! Are you sleeping with that boy?"

The teenagers eyes went big and round, "No Mamí, I'm not really I'm not, it was just hanging with Quinn and the senior football players would make me popular at school and I knew the other kids would think I was cool."

"Let's see how cool it is young lady when you try to sit at your school desk with a very red and sore bottom." She said sternly as the teenager gulped, "Please grab mother's little helper from the drawer mija." Maribel said in her no nonsense tone.

Santana slowly walked in measure steps hoping to drag this out but Maribel delivered a firm swat to send her on her way, "Today Santana."

The girl went in the drawer and grabbed the hated implement as her mother pulled out a kitchen chair and sat down.

"Why are you being punished today young lady?" Her mother's dark eyes looked sadly into her face. Santana hated when she disappointed Maribel.

"I skipped school and went to the ledges even though I knew you and Papí wouldn't approve. I hung out with older boys and skipped Glee and Cheerios."

Maribel patted her lap and the Latina went quickly across it anxious to get this over with. The mother started to hand spank her daughter with a hard stern hand right from the beginning, "The worst part is that I had no idea where you were today. I trusted that you were in school and safe and that was not the case. I had better always know where you are little girl or this will be the result. Do you understand me?"

Santana squeaked out a reply, realizing this punishment was not going to be fun at all. Not that any spanking was but her mother was very serious about what happened today. Maribel reached up and pulled down her daughters shorts and panties and noticing the pink glow to her skin upped her game and started to hand spank faster and harder.

The teenager jumped and squealed loudly at the change in rhythm and tried to hold back tears. By the time her backside was a deep pink the teen was softly crying and trying to stay in position. She wondered for the second time today why she ever thought skipping school would be fun. She breathed a sigh of relief when her mother stopped and tried to wiggle out of position, "Mamí, I'm so sorry I'll never skip again, please no more it hurts." She stuck her spare hand back to cover her sensitive and punished backside but her mother picked up the wooden spoon and ordered her daughter to move her hand back where it belonged.

Santana tried again, "Please please please I really am sorry."

Maribel shifted the teen back into position on her lap, pulled the teen closer to her belly with a firm hand around her waist and lifted her knee to bring her daughter's disobedient backside into clearer view.

She raised the wooden spoon and proceeded to crack it down over and over again as Santana cried and squirmed from the first spank. She hated that dreaded spoon, it stung like fire and felt like a million bee stings, "Ow Mamí, no more please no more I swear." She sobbed as Maribel concentrated on the sensitive skin between backside and thigh as her daughter begged and cried.

The mother examined her handiwork and was pleased with the results. She knew Santana's backside would sting and burn and make her think for the next few days and would match her Cheerios uniform for at least 24 hours but she didn't hurt the girl.

"I love you mija but today was foolish and I won't tolerate that kind of behavior. You are my daughter and being popular and cool are not as important as being safe and in school." She hugged and comforted her girl as she pulled her close and rocked her.

When her baby had calmed down she walked her over to the corner, "One half hour in the corner mija and I want you to think how cool you looked crying over my knee. I don't want to ever have this conversation again understand me Santana?"

Santana sniffled, "I know Mamí we won't."

For the next two days every time she sat down in class she cursed Quinn Fabray and her own stupidity but she knew she was loved and protected by her parents and that almost made up for her sore backside.