Helloooo :) So here's X chapter. Enjoy..
''Can you please stop tossing papers all over the room? It's not like you live alone.''
''Oh, sorry Miss. Perfect, I haven't recognized you!''
''Can you not be sarcastic for a moment? I'm trying to have some rest in here.''
''Oh yes, you work way too much. You're the only one who works in this house.''
''Stop tossing papers.''
''I work with papers, Quinn. I have to toss them.''
''Then clean room after you! It's always me or Rachel or B! We're not your slaves. We have jobs too!''
''Stop whining, I never asked you to clean after me.''
''You're being immature, Santana, for God's sake!''
''I have had enough of your screaming, Quinn, I'm asking you for the last time, leave me fucking alone.''
''Or what?''
''Don't make this –''
''You two, stop! Damn, I know you're nervous, but please, Santana, you –''
''Oh, of course, it's always me! Santana this, Santana that. I'll leave you two alone, so I can occupy my mind with my way more serious job! Bye!'' she shouted, taking full hold of papers and bag in hands and left room shutting loudly door behind her, leaving frustrated blondes.
Brittany sighed loudly and walked to bed, sitting next to Quinn. Quinn's eyes became teary and in second she started sobbing. Snuggling closer to the blonde, Brittany pulled her in lap, caressing her back.
''It's always like this, so- sometimes I can't stand her'' Quinn sobbed in pieces in Brittany lap. ''You saw, it's always me whose fault it is. I just –''
''Don't, it'll be fine, baby'' Brittany tucked head in her hair, inhaling softly and still caressing her.
The door opened slowly, revealing Katie, with scared expression on her face. Quinn looked up and quickly wiped her tears, bringing back smile on her face. Brittany hopped from the bed, looking questionably at her daughter.
''What is it, sweetie?''
''Mami. She said I was distracting her in living room, so I better go somewhere else. In my room is Ian sleeping and if I wake him up, he'll be mad. And I don't want to be alone in kitchen. It's kinda scary, like all food is wanting to eat me'' Katie pouted with loud sigh, looking down at the floor and making moms laugh.
Brittany walked to her, lifting her in the air. ''Hmm, what do you think we cuddle in bed here with mom? Or we can go outside for a walk?''
Katie grinned widely as they slipped into the bed with Quinn, who immediately took her daughter into arms. They laid in bed, so Katie was between them.
Katie put finger under her chin, like she was thinking of something. ''I think I'd like better if we stayed in bed. You can tell me a story if you'd like'' she grinned again and Quinn protruded herself up from bed.
''How come you don't want to go out, smurf?'' she narrowed eyebrows, laughing.
''My hair's mess and I don't want someone to see me like this'' Katie replied gesturing to her little pony tail on the back of her head. ''Momma said I have to be decent looking every time I go out, because some day when I grow up and be famous, paparazzi won't have pictures of me in –''
''Baby, baby, stop!'' laughed Brittany along with Quinn, shaking her head. ''I think we'll have a small talk with momma, right, Quinn?''
Trying to contain her laugh, Quinn nodded and pulled covers over them, snuggling their daughter between them closer.
...
Few hours later, an evening, and Santana was again working, this time on her laptop. She had some serious mails to send, so she wasn't supposed to be disturbed. As it's always the case in their house, house wasn't quite in that time either. There was always someone talking, walking around the house, chatting, talking on the phone or even eating loudly.
As Rachel came from work, she went immediately upstairs to change, after she kissed Santana for 'hello'. And from then she didn't come back downstairs. They're probably filling her up about fight today, she thought.
''I don't like him. He's way too self confident'' said Victoria to Emily, as they came from kitchen. They were holding two cups of soda and snacks, probably thinking of sitting in front of TV in the living room.
''Well, think he's cute'' commented Emily as they sat down on the couch.
As they sat down, they went silent for couple of the minutes. Santana didn't bother their presence, until they spoke again. This time full chat about some happening from school or something like that.
Putting her laptop on couch, she turned to the girls, raising eyebrow. Girls sensed her watching them, so they looked back at her.
''Didn't you two see I'm working in here?''
''Um, you're working laptop. Do we really bother you?'' asked Tori.
''Yes. Because I need to concentrate on what I read.''
''And where do you think we can watch TV? On balcony?'' laughed Emily, but soon stopped when she felt Santana's glare on her.
''No, mami, seriously, you can work that anywhere. And you always work it in your room and –''
''You're going to tell me how to behave in my own house?''
''I wasn't saying that –''
Standing off the couch, Santana caused girls to stand up too. It was common reaction, since Victoria had almost the same behaviour as Santana and was ready to respond her in the same way.
Victoria crossed arms, looking at her mother with raised eyebrow. Emily stood beside her, but looked up when she saw her other three moms coming from upstairs.
''I know what you have been saying, Emily.''
''Mami –''
''No, Em'' Victoria raised hand to her sister and then turned around facing Santana. ''Look, mami. We don't know why are you mad or who got you frustrated and –''
Santana slapped her, making girl face almost turn around for whole one circle. Emily gasped at sight, putting hand over mouth and Santana immediately regretted it, but didn't show it.
''You weren't supposed to talk to me like that, Victoria'' she defended herself as she saw other three approaching them.
''But I didn't deserve this either, mother!'' Tori shouted and ran off upstairs, crying and with red strikes over her face.
''Santana! Look what you did!'' Quinn shouted again, for the second time that day, at her wife. Emily just looked at her mami, still somehow in fear and ran after her sister.
Those fights weren't often or in that way their marriage wouldn't survive. But, when they happen, they are rough time for them. And it'd be usually Santana in fight with one of her wives. Her temper made every her fight or her current mood.
''You weren't here to see what happened, so please Quinn, don't comment'' Santana didn't even bother to turn around and say it, so she just replied like that and sat down, brining her laptop on her knees.
Along with other two, Quinn walked in front of her, moving her laptop from her.
''As long as you have time to hit our children, you'll have time for this.''
''What? Your lecture for me? Oh, new title 'How to raise you child by Quinn'. Please, move from me Quinn, and let me do my job'' Santana hesitated and rolled eyes.
''Don't be sarcastic, Santana. If we moved on every time, we wouldn't even have Ina now. We wouldn't even be friends right now, so –''
''What Rach? They turned you against me? What did they tell you?''
''Santana we're wives. There's no sides here.''
''Yeah right.''
''You're making it worse, Santana. Just apologize to me and –''
''Me? Apologize to you? Oh, please.''
''Alright, have it your own way, like always.''
''You always make this about you, Quinn. And I ask you for little time for my own work to –''
''It's always your work! Like we don't have our jobs! Don't imply that now.''
''It's serious job!''
''You want to say that ours aren't?''
''Well, singing, dancing and nursing sure aren't like doing paperwork.''
''Dancing?''
''Singing?''
''If you didn't know, I'm a doctor, Santana. This is point where you prove you only worry about your ass.''
''I worry about my ass? You're the one who asked today 'little rest for my ass, I'm tired'.''
''Because I was! I was working last night and –''
''Stop! I can't believe, Santana!''
''Well, don't believe it, I don't care. I'm out.''
In her wives' disbelief, Santana took bag, putting her books, papers and laptop in it and walked to the door. She put jacket on and with little trouble, put on shoes and left house, shutting door loudly, for second time that day.
Quinn stood near couch, unlike her wives she wasn't surprised. Rachel couldn't believe her.
...
''Mami didn't come home?''
''No, she had some paperwork to do, sweetheart. Chew with your mouth closed, no speaking'' Rachel smiled at Ian, who was worried that he didn't see Santana around.
They usually had breakfast, all together. And that morning, Santana didn't come home, since last night when she rushed out in anger.
''Did I really messed up?'' asked Victoria in guilty voice, slowly champing her food.
''You didn't do anything wrong, don't worry'' Brittany smiled and sat along with Quinn at the table.
''I didn't know she was nervous'' Emily said.
''Let's not talk about that. What are your plans for weekend?''
''I want to go at the pond!''
''Me too!''
''Emily and I though if you could give us some money, we really need to buy some make up.''
''Victoria, you bought it last weekend.''
''Shut up, Alex. If you don't wear any, it doesn't mean it doesn't ever run out.''
''Whatever.''
''Yes, you can have some money. Not more than $ 50, though.''
''Really? Oh my God!''
''Calm down, you deserved it. We saw grades, you've been doing really well.''
''Thanks.''
''And what about us? We want to go on pond, mommy.''
''Alex and I can take them, if you want, mom.''
''Yes, Ina and I planned to go out today.''
''Well, you could.''
''Yay! Ina, can we go to that place where we went once?''
''Yes, Kat. Now eat, please, you look little gross when I can see food in your mouth.''
''I'm not gross. Am I, momma?''
''Of course you're not. Don't listen to Ina.''
''Everyone's gross with open mouth full of food in it.''
''Shut up.''
''But seriously.''
''Ina.''
''What? I'm keeping it real.''
''Don't start.''
''Ina.''
''Wh – no, mommy! That tickles! Hahahah!''
I couldn't fit resolving fight in this chapter, so it'll be in next, I hope so.
Review? Thanks!