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Quinn immediately pulled away from Rachel as Brittany opened the door, brushing by Brittany. "Where is she?" Quinn demanded. She had wanted to come last night but Rachel had said no to her.

Brittany frowned ever so slightly, and glanced at Rachel who sighed but gave her a small smile. "She's in the living room—" Brittany didn't need to finish as Quinn practically took off. Brittany sighed and looked at Rachel. "Sorry Rachel, it's just me today. Santana got called into the office to explain what happened with Dave." Brittany said to Rachel.

Rachel bit her lip as she watched Quinn go to her sister, "Is she okay?"

Brittany sighed and ran a hand through her hair, she glanced back at the living room for a moment before motioning for Rachel to follow her to the kitchen. "Honestly Rachel, it took quite a while for her to calm down last night. We didn't quite know what to do, but we finally got her to sleep. But I think we might have aggravated her fears when we were just trying to do something nice for her. We got rid of her pet bed so she could sleep with us every night. That wasn't the right move on our parts, even if our intentions were pure. She needed stability and taking that away from her right then just made her think that we were going to give her back to Jesse," Brittany admitted. "So we had to put it back but she's been in a good mood since then, but we're keeping her busy." Brittany said with a smile.

Rachel frowned ever so slightly, "Are you sure it's wise to do that with her after a traumatic event like that? I don't know what I would do but I would sue him for every penny for touching my pet." Rachel said angrily.

Brittany nodded, she wanted Santana to do that but right now her concern was Charlie. "She tried last night once we got home to sort of get that from us but we just made her go to bed. We haven't done that with her, but we gave her a treat this morning and she's just been working on her own with me checking in on her." Brittany smiled a bit, every time she checked Charlie would immediately try and see if she wanted anything.

Rachel shook her head, still in disbelief. The barbarism of some people. It was simple cruelty and it was simply horrid manners. Santana and Brittany hadn't given him permission to touch their pet. "Well, David even though he has money is now person non-grata. Not soon after you left others did as well. I hope Santana doesn't get into any trouble over this."

Brittany shrugged at this, she wasn't worried about Santana, she would probably crack some heads and use her vicious words to keep her job. Or she'd quit and go to one of the many firms that would give her a spleen so she'd sign with them. Her firm would have to be an idiot to fire her, and she was sure that many of Santana's clients would follow her. "How's Quinn been doing?"

Rachel smiles at this, "She's been doing alright actually, Quinn's been well behaved. She doesn't need to be told things twice. I don't have to shock her, but all I need to do is take out the controller and if there is a problem she'll stop."

Brittany hummed, "Santana and I are thinking that after another month or two of taking off her shock collar. It was never going to be a permanent thing with us Rachel, Charlie understands what we expect from her. She doesn't have any really aggression problems and she learns rules quickly. I think she needs that stability right now. We'll get her another collar of course, maybe Santana will let me pick it out. I was thinking rainbows and unicorns."

Rachel smiled at this and eyed the living room, "We should totally look at collars together, perhaps matching ones. You know you get one color, and I get another one. However I think I'll wait a bit, on when to put it on. I think it'll be absolutely cute."

Brittany grinned at this, it did seem like a bit of fun. "Want to look online?"


Quinn watched walked into the living room where Charlie was seated on the ground, a paper on front of her as she worked at the coffee table and frowned. She was humming to herself and looked to be writing things down. "Charlie?"

Charlie paused and looked up and grinned when she saw her twin, "Quinn—you have to see what Mistress Santana and Brittany taught me," Charlie said getting up to grab Quinn's arm. She wasn't sure if she could teach Quinn what she knew, which wasn't that much but she wanted to show Quinn her name. Charlie points to the paper where she had been practicing, "Look—that's your name. Quinn. That's my name, Charlie."

Quinn ignored what Charlie was attempting to show her and wrapped her arms around her twin tightly hugging her. "Are you okay? I was going to go after him—for hurting you but Rachel made me stop." Quinn gritted her teeth, she would have killed him damn the consequences.

Charlie blinked and frowned as she pulled away from Quinn, "I don't—I don't want to talk about it Quinn. I'm fine, my mistresses made me breakfast and they said that they weren't going to send me back. And they gave me back my bed. Plus they're teaching me how to read. It's going to be a part of my daily chores and I'm going to have to read to them each night." Charlie said and smiled at Quinn. "It's good that Rachel stopped you Quinn. He would have hurt you or you would have gotten in a lot of trouble, and that would make your mistress sad. You really should call her Mistress Rachel you know." Charlie said touching Quinn's shock collar.

Quinn gently swats Charlie's hands away, she isn't going to call Rachel anything but Rachel. "Charlie—"

Charlie pulled Quinn's hand gently and pointed at her paper, "See, I can write your name now Quinn. Do you want me to teach you? Master Jesse never let us do something like this maybe if you ask Mistress Rachel she can teach you how to read as well."

"Charlie—you need to tell me what happened—so I can—" Quinn says and Charlie turns to look at her.

"You can't do anything Quinn. We're pets. I don't want you to get in trouble Quinn, and I'm fine. He just touched me and put his fingers inside me. I was more scared that my mistresses wouldn't want me anymore—but they do." Charlie informed her twin. She paused for a moment and then sighed, it was obvious this wasn't what Quinn wanted. "Quinn—I don't want you getting in trouble, so please—just let me show you how to write your name?"

Quinn frowned she used to protect Charlie, of course it had led to a lot of pain but it was worth it, but now Charlie didn't need her and she didn't quite know why she stayed. "Okay—you can show me how to write my name," She said after a moment and watched as Charlie grinned widely at her. Quinn took a seat beside Charlie and leaned against her gently.

Charlie showed Quinn her name that Santana had written out for her. "Q-U-I-N-N," Charlie said pointing to each letter. "That's how you spell Quinn, and that's how you write it." Charlie hands Quinn her pen and paper. "You try to write it out."

The pen felt foreign in her hands but she traced the letters onto the blank page. It was wobbly but it looked close enough to what was drawn out. She did it a few more times while Charlie corrected her, but she kept quiet. It was weird Charlie knowing something that she didn't know, "Are you sure you're okay?"

"I was really scared, he hurts his pets badly and I thought he was going to do that to me," Charlie admits after a moment and frowns a bit. "But Mistress Santana protected me and Mistress Brittany hugged me and bathed me and made me breakfast, so I'm not scared anymore. "You put the little tail in the wrong place Quinn—it has to be off to the side."

"I thought you didn't like your Mistresses I thought they were mean to you," Quinn said crinkling her nose as she tried again.

"It hurt the first time, but now I like doing it with them. Having sex with them. I like having sex with them, even when they tease me and don't let me cum for a long time, or they use the crop and tease me. It feels really good and then they hug me and tell me I've been a good pet for them and I love being their good pet. I like being with them. Don't you like being with Mistress Rachel doesn't she let you do whatever you want?"

Quinn made a face at that, "The sex is fine—I'm not—" Quinn lets out a frustrated sigh. Not knowing how to get her feelings into words. "I hate this collar. How can you stand it to be punished all the time even if you're trying your best? She doesn't—use it. She just says she's going to use it and it hurts and I don't like it."

Charlie was quiet, "I don't like the shocks either but—they only do it when I'm bad and I'm not listening. So I know that if I'm good I won't get shocked. Only Mistress Santana shocks me but she's not mean about it. I deserve to be punished for not listening to her. I don't even think she likes doing it. Just be better Quinn—maybe if you call her mistress and just do whatever she wants she'll stop."

"I do, until Rachel doesn't like something that I did," Quinn said and frowned, or if Rachel was in a bad mood the remote would come out a bit faster. Quinn shrugs, "Why can't you just teach me how to read and write?"

"I don't know how to read. Mistress Santana and Mistress Brittany need to teach me—I guess I could teach you after I learn," Charlie offers after a moment. "My name is harder to spell. C-H-A-R-L-E." She pauses for a moment and scratches her head and looks at the paper again. "C-H-A-R-L-I-E." She says, correcting herself. "I always forget the I," Charlie admits and laughs.

Quinn rolls her eyes, "You're not very good at this are you?"

"I've only been learning for an hour Quinn, and Mistress Santana said she'd pick me up some videos that I can watch so I can learn." Charlie huffs.

"Charlie I made you some bacon wrapped chicken for you, I guess you can share with Quinn if you like," Brittany said as she watched as Charlie got up and ran over to her a huge grin on her face.

"Do I—have to?" Charlie asks glancing at Quinn, these were her favorite snacks and she only got them when Mistress Santana was around. Which wasn't that often.

"No you don't have to but it's good manners if you do," Brittany said and kissed Charlie's cheek.

Charlie huffed again and nodded, "Thank you Mistress Brittany," Charlie said and moved the snack to where she was sitting with Quinn and handed Quinn one. "Mistress Brittany said its good manners. So this one yours, the rest are mine."

Quinn crinkled her nose at this, and took a bite of it, letting the savory flavor of bacon hit her tastes buds. Rachel didn't eat meat, so this was a rare treat and she groaned, and immediately reached for another one.

"Quinn," Charlie huffed at her sister.


AN: Probably a faberry chapter, maybe not. Not quite sure.