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Chapter 10: Girls just wanna have fun

Cheerios Club

Rachel and Santana were back in the club, ready to bug Brody's Phone. They walked toward the dance floor but a man stopped them by stepping in front of them. He ogled the girls shamelessly and smiled.

"What do you want?" Santana asked aggressively.

"I like how your short make me feel in my short" responded proudly the small man with glasses. Both girls looked at him with disgust before walking away.

The 2 women started dancing with the crowd in order to get closer to Weston. When they were close enough, Santana took Rachel by the waist, pushing her against her body and whispered "Get in there, get close to him and take his phone. I'll take care of those bitches around him"

Rachel froze for a few seconds, flustered by the closeness and Santana's perfume, but quickly focused and nodded.

Santana started pushing some of the women around Brody when the guy who accosted them earlier, made a new attempt to seduce them. "Seriously? No okay! No, we're not interested! Now move" shouted the Latina.

Rachel finally succeeded to get closer to Brody and smashed his phone on the floor. Before she could reach it, the clingy man took it. The petite brunette tried to take it back but he threw it at Brody before grabbing her for a little dance.

Seeing the scene, Santana rushed at Rachel's side "Oh Hells no! No me gusta cabrón!" the detective shouted, grabbing his wrist "I'm gonna give you two choices here, so listen carefully. You keep approaching us and I'll crack one of your nuts, right or left, it's your choice. Or you stay away from us and live to be a douche bag who doesn't take no for an answer for another day." The man looked at her frighten. "Oh and I have razor blades hidden in my hair. Tons!" she added before he rushed at the other side of the club.

Rachel laughed at the scene before trying once again to get Weston's attention. Once next to man, she started to dance against him, trying to grab the phone in his pocket. All her tryout failing, she decided to change her plan.

"Hey, why don't you get me a drink handsome?" she asked with a sexy voice.

"Sure babe" answered Brody with a huge smile "Why don't you come to my booth"

Rachel listened Brody complain about all the fake girls he met for almost 10 minutes, trying now and then to get his phone. Having no luck, she asked silently Santana for help.

Santana quickly understood the Agent needed a diversion and decided to use her acting skills. After buying a drink at the bar, she started staggering toward the VIP booth.

"Rachel! My friend! I missed ya" she yelled before falling on the booth table.

The federal agent took advantage of the situation to rapidly put the bug on Brody's phone. Then she grabbed Santana before the bodyguards could manhandle her. "I am so sorry. She is such a lightweight you know."

"I'm a Broadway star!" the raven-haired girl giggled and started singing 'All that Jazz' from Chicago in her straw.

Rachel looked at her and chuckled "Of course you are honey!" she responded, trying to play along. She looked at Brody "I'm really sorry, she holds her alcohol like a five years old. We are leaving now". She took Santana's hand and led her out of the booth.

"Wait, I didn't get your number" complained Brody.

"Don't worry, I will find you!" she said before Santana gave her piggyback ride to exit the club.

Once outside, Rachel spoke "I didn't know you were into musicals"

"There are a lot of things you don't know about me Berry" Santana winked.

The agent smiled "For what it worth, I like musicals too…"

"Then I guess we finally find something in common" the officer smiled back before walking to the car.

Rachel watched the girl leave "Yeah, finally…"