AN: Requested by The Jade Rabbit on Moon :) This will most likely be carried on to the next chapter!
Santana's jaw set and she glared at the two girls. This wouldn't have happened if Quinn actually took notice of the shirt on the door handle and didn't decide to intrude on 'sweet lady kisses'. Now that Rachel had joined in, along with Brittany, she knew there was no way she would get out of this.
"I'll do it, if Quinn can manage too," She finally said, a smirk gracing her features when she noticed Quinn's face fall. Payback's a bitch. "Keep your hands off your little hobbit for 24 hours," Santana noticed Quinn square her shoulders then smiled.
"Deal," Quinn held her hand out to Santana who shook it, proudly. They both knew it would be hard. Hard? More like on the borderline of impossible. Santana made a mental note to tell Brittany it was shark week so she'd stay away and make it extremely easy. Quinn cursed herself when she shook Santana's hand. She wanted to win, she needed to win.
"Okay! So the loser has to..." Rachel trailed off. She was enjoying this way too much to think of a forfeit. Brittany however, had no trouble.
"Wear diapers!" Brittany chirped in. Santana and Quinn stopped their 'stare-off' and immediately turned to Brittany.
"What?" Both girls said in unison. They, including Rachel, wore a confused look and Brittany rolled her eyes.
"Loser had to wear diapers for an afternoon," She nodded. Brittany knew how much Santana would hate to wear a diaper and it would make her extremely determined to NOT lose. A determined Santana was a hot Santana.
"Then it's said," Rachel added. The thought of seeing Quinn in a diaper was so cute! Was that weird to think? "Loser wears diapers for an afternoon," She grabbed Quinn and Santana's hands and held them up to each other. "Now shake it on,"
Neither were happy about the idea, but it was on. They reluctantly shook hands, once again glaring at each other. It was so on.
x
The first hours were supposedly the easiest since everyone was at their respective houses. Quinn and Santana didn't have to worry about their girlfriends trying seduce them or 'accidentally' slip up. It was hard on Quinn. Rachel would normally stay over one day in the week and she pestered Quinn for her to stay over that night, but Quinn refused. She'd let the diva be angry, she'd let her verbally attack her, she'd her attempt a breakup, but she no way let her stay over.
It was harder on Santana, though. Brittany was a constant guest at the Lopez household, so much so, she practically lived them. So when Santana told Brittany no that afternoon, Brittany was like a lost, sad, puppy and it broke Santana's heart. Santana knew that the next day at school Brittany would most likely be all over her and the Latina wouldn't be able to suppress her urges at all.
x
The morning went fine, mostly because Santana and Quinn had avoided their girlfriends where possible. But then it came to their study period which unfortunately they all had together.
"Wow, 18 hours and you've not managed to slip up once," Rachel smirked, sliding her arms around Quinn's waist. Quinn quickly closed her eyes and clenched her fists. Rachel was touching her, she was still in the competition. "Who knew you'd last that long, huh?" Quinn shuddered as Rachel began pressing light kisses up Quinn's neck.
"R-rach no," Quinn merely whispered and attempted to wiggle out of Rachel's grasp. "I can't lost this," Rachel ignored Quinn's protests and continued her assault on Quinn's neck, this time added more pressure to each kiss. Quinn tried her hardest. As strong as she was, she couldn't hold in the moan that bubbled in her throat.
"Just give in, Quinn," Rachel whispered as she nibbled on Quinn's ear. And so she did. Quinn had Rachel pinned against the lockers and kissed her.
x
"San, please," Brittany pouted and followed Santana out of the classroom. Santana refused to turn around and face the puppy eyes Brittany would be sporting. As much as it pained her, she wasn't about to lose a bet to Quinn Fabray. That was her.
"You know I can't Britt," Santana sighed and opened her locker. She quickly pushed her books in, wishing she could be like one of her books and actually be locked in.
"Not even like, really, really quick?" Brittany continued to pout at Santana, hoping she'd cave in any moment now.
"I can't," Santana turned and sent a sympathetic smile towards Brittany. She looked so sad.
"But why," Brittany whined and stamped her foot, much like Rachel would. They'd been spending way too much time with that little diva.
"Shark week, you know," Santana mumbled and walked towards a library. She knew Brittany wouldn't dare speak in there so she was safe - for the time being.
"I know it's not San, I can tell," Damn Brittany and her sixth sense. "Our cycles match," Brittany grabbed Santana's hand before she could walk through the library doors. "Please," Brittany whispered and pulled Santana close to her, so close that Brittany could hear Santana's rapid heartbeat.
As soon as Santana looked into Brittany's eyes, she was gone and she found herself dragging Brittany to the nearest bathroom.
x
All four girls stayed behind in the choir room to hear the verdict of their bet. Santana and Quinn sat nervously on the front row as their girlfriends loomed over them.
"Can we please get this over and done with?" Santana begged. She lost and she wanted to get this forfeit over and done with. Quinn nodded in agreement. She wanted to cry.
"Okay," Rachel smiled and looked at Brittany. They met just before glee and discovered both girls had caved in. "So the loser is-"
"Both of you!" Brittany butted in. Santana and Quinn widened their eyes then looked at each other. So neither have to wear the diapers, right? "Which means both of you have to wear the diapers!"
"But both of us lost!" Santana frowned and crossed her arms.
"But you didn't win, which means you still have to wear them," Rachel smiled proudly and picked up her bag. "So where shall we do this?" Rachel and Brittany's faces where so smug, Santana actually wanted to punch them. But she couldn't and wouldn't hurt Brittany, Rachel, however was a different story.
"San's house is free," Brittany smiled and Rachel nodded. And it was set.
x
"This is so freaking embarrassing," Santana grumbled, pulling at the diaper that hang from her lower half. Quinn nodded in agreement and tried her best to pull her jeans over the diaper, but to no avail.
"Can I borrow some sweats?" Quinn asked. Both were gathered in the bathroom to put the forfeit on.
"No, no way," Santana crossed her arms and looked at Quinn. "If I can't wear pants neither can you,"
"This is ridiculous, I'm staying in here till tomorrow," Quinn huffed and sat on the floor, much like a little child would during a tantrum. Santana was about to join her when she heard Brittany shout for her. She sighed and reluctantly opened the bathroom door.
"Oh my god," Brittany beamed and pulled Santana closer to her. "You look so cute San!" Santana actually blushed and looked down. "Lets go get you something to eat, okay?" Brittany said softly and lead the Latina out of the room. She couldn't believe Santana actually agreed to this, although...Santana was a complete softie when it came to Brittany.
"Quinnie?" Rachel said softly as she walked over to the blonde. Quinn closed her eyes. "Come here Quinnie," Quinn shook her head. Rachel sighed and knelt in front of Quinn. She quickly wiped the tears which were rolling down Quinn's cheek and pulled her into a hug. "Let's go join Sanny and Britty," Quinn nodded when she heard the softness in Rachel's voice and allowed her to be led downstairs.
x
Santana and Brittany were sat on the sofa. Surprisingly Santana had asked for a bottle and for Brittany to feed her, so Santana was sat on Brittany's lap, her eyes concentrating on Brittany. Even when Rachel and Quinn arrived, Santana didn't look away.
"How did she agree to that?" Rachel whispered sitting next to the pair. Quinn joined Rachel and hid herself in the diva's side.
"She was the one that asked for it," Rachel smiled and Quinn perked up. Santana willingly asked for it? Santana Lopez? Santana Lopez acting as a small child? Quinn couldn't get her mind around it. Santana finished the bottle and pushed it away, continuing her stare at Brittany.
"Look how tiny Sanny is, such sweet pouty lips," Rachel cooed, leaning over to look down at Santana. Santana smiled and buried her face in Brittany's chest. She couldn't explain what was happening, but she enjoyed it. "And look at these cute little feetises, mommy Rachie is gonna tickle them!" Rachel reached towards Santana's feet and the girl immediately got up, toddling to the other sofa.
"No!" Santana squealed and laid on the sofa. Brittany smiled and shook her head.
"Mommy?" Quinn asked looking at Rachel. This looked...fun? Rachel smiled and pulled Quinn onto her lap. "Mine?" She asked pointing to the bottle.
And that's how they spent the evening. Toddler Santana and Baby Quinn werre created and neither were bothered nor embarrassed.