A/N: I don't own Glee. *Sad Sigh* . I might be a few days late in my updating because of the upcoming storm to Alabama.

Today's Theme! Fluff! Setting: Santana and Quinn babysit Quinn's niece, Lilly!

Please rate and review, mistakes are mine, ideas are welcome!

~Kay :)

"Santana!" I yell. I swear I'm dating a barbarian.

"Quinn! I can't do this!" She holds the diaper out and starts hacking and rasping for breath, gagging every time she inhales shit smell. "Why is there so much shit coming out of such a tiny asshole?!"

I can't help but laugh at the big bad Santana Lopez brought down to her knees by a diaper… literally.

"Come on, Pumpkin-Pie, she doesn't know any better and she can't help it! Just wipe her tooshie and put some powder and a new diaper on. It's not rocket science." I say from the other side of the room.

"Why can't you help me instead of standing there?!" She fumes, holding her stomach. "Damn it, Quinn! Stop laughing! This is not funny!"

"I AM helping you! I told you what to do!" I laugh. She growls and tries to threaten me by cutting me off. Like she can go more than a few days without some ass.

"Why are you over there then, huh? Why the fuck can't you clean this shit up?" She pokes the baby's ass.

"Because, this is the future of us being parents, San," I walk up and wrap my hands around her waist. "I want us to be parents together. When I see you changing Lilly, I see you changing our kids. I thought you wanted to be parents with me, Baby. Why can't you just change the diaper?" I pout as I kiss her shoulder.

She sighs heavily as she put way too much powder on Lilly. "Q, don't try to guilt trip me. You and I both know I want to be a mother with you. I just didn't know they would smell so bad. I promise you if our kid isn't so smelly, I'll change the diapers. "

"San! Be serious!" I laugh and smack her arm. She giggles while scrunching her nose. She grins that smile I love, making her dimples show and me swoon. Its times like this I want to freeze and store so I can remember them forever.

"It's true! I can't handle that every day! Okay, how about I make you a deal?" She puts the dirty diaper in the trash and motions for me to pick Lilly up so she can go wash her hand. "I'll carry our first born and you change the stinky diapers."

"Tana, that's awful of you!" I laugh. Lilly giggles and shows her gummy smile while reaching out for Santana. "See! Even Lilly agrees with me. Don't you, Lilly?" I laugh while tickling her stomach and Santana reaches for her.

She holds Lilly to her chest away from me and dramatically says, "Lilly, don't listen to the Ice Queen. She's full of false statements and bad blueberry muffins."

"Well thanks, Santana! You really know how to make a girl swoon." I deadpan. She laughs and makes the baby high five her with her other hand. Sitting on the couch, she holds Lilly above her head.

"That's right, Lilly. Aunty Tana still gots it! I'll teach you and you'll have the whole school at your feet, baby girl!" Lilly just laughs and grabs at Santana's face. The door opens and we all look over.

"Hey guys! There's momommy's girl!" Frannie walks over and kisses her head while she puts her purse down and sits on the opposite couch. "How was she?"

"Santana or the baby?" I ask. Frannie laughs while Santana pouts and hides her face in Lilly's belly. "Baby, I was just kidding."

She sends a playful glare towards me and Frannie, "You're lucky a baby is in the room and I can't curse your white ass out!"

"Santana, that makes no sense! You just cursed at me! And it hasn't stopped you before!"

"Santana! Must you be so vulgar?" Frannie asks while laughing and shaking her head. Tana just smiles sheepishly and shrugs.

"Aww, my big baby just can't help it!" I say in a baby voice. She laughs and leans over for a kiss. We share a few pecks before Lilly plants a wet one right in the middle of us making all of us laugh.

"You girls are going to be great parents." Frannie says with a content sight.

Santana looks over at me with a small, content smile and holds my hand.

"I can't wait."

A/N: I'm not sure if this is as much comfort as most stories apply, but I would need comfort if I had to change a diaper. And I like fluff more. It's storming too much outside for me to think sad thoughts... lol