Lying on her bed that night, Santana decided that she would get Quinn first. That prank would be the easiest, though no less intricate than the others. It would involve a bit of sneaking and a lot of planning…
Not that Santana minded, of course, 'cause since she quit Cherrios, things have been really boring.
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It wasn't until Tuesday of that next week that she was able to pull of the prank. The weekend was a bad time, because she wanted Quinn to be humiliated during a school day, and Monday it was cloudy out. Through extensive research (meaning she had bugged Finn until he spilled), Santana learned that Quinn kept a strict schedule that rivaled Rachel's. First, she was up at five o'clock, when she jogged for ten miles, then back home for various other exercises until her shower at seven. And Quinn loved to relax in the shower, usually spending an average of forty five minutes in there.
As much as Santana wanted to prank her, she was not getting up at no five in the morning. Hell, seven was pushing it! Instead, she decided to put the pranking wheels in motion when Quinn took her morning shower. She checked Monday morning and found that Quinn's mum left for whatever at seven, giving Santana plenty of time to sneak into the house.
And so Tuesday morning found her sitting in Quinn's neighbors tree, her eyes trained on Quinn's bedroom. She watched as the blonde girl entered her room and gathered her clothes for the day, pausing only to kiss her mother goodbye before entering the bathroom. Quinn's mother left and Santana waited for ten minutes to ensure that Quinn wasn't going to come back out of the bathroom or her mum didn't return, then she shimmied down the tree, ignoring the odd look the neighbor gave her, and darted across the lawns to Quinn's front door.
Pulling the spare key from under the mat, she unlocked the door and stealthily went up the stairs, which proved to be pointless once she stepped foot on the landing, considering Quinn had the stereo up loud and was singing along at top volume. Santana rolled her eyes and hurried to Quinn's room and, with a glance at the en suite bathroom, made a beeline to the vanity, searching for her body lotion. She remembered the overly sweet smell of vanilla from back when they were Cheerio's together.
Pissed that the bottle didn't appear to be in the room, Santana sighed and stared at the bathroom door from a moment.
"Of course she would have it in the bathroom," she groaned, approaching the door and ever-so-gently turning the knob. The door swung open silently and the Latina breathed a sigh of relief. Scanning the countertop, she quickly located the bottle, opening it and taking a whiff just to be sure. Looking inside, she guessed it was about half full. Taking a small bottle out her pocket, Santana quickly dumped the whole thing in with the lotion. Twisting the cap back on, she shook the bottle vigorously for several moments before returning it to its original place and stashing the bottle she brought back in her pocket.
Waiting until the next song to come on, Santana exited the bathroom just as silently as she had entered and left, making sure to lock the door and stick the key back in its place before she headed to her car, whistling cheerfully and enjoying the sun, barely above the horizon, on her face.
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It would take awhile for the prank to work, which is how she planned it, of course, but the anticipation was killing her. She knew the exact moment Quinn found out because her scream echoed through the whole school.
Santana was sitting in the cafeteria with Pucklevanberry, Chang Squared and Artie when it happened.
"I just don't see why we can't-" Rachel was saying, only to be cut off by a loud scream.
"What the fuck was that?" Puck said, jumping up and looking around like most of the students were doing. Santana kept her mouth shut, guessing at what it probably was. Just then, the bell rang and their group left, packing up the remains of lunch and dumping it before heading out, Puck slinging an arm around Rachel's shoulders while Sam wrapped his arm around her waist.
Just as they and Santana reached Rachel's locker, Quinn stormed past, her skin a bright blue and her blonde hair bouncing. Jaws dropped as she walked down the hall, a buzz of whispers following in her wake. Santana was struggling to hold back laughter.
"San, why does Quinn look like Smurfette?" Rachel whispered. The Latina shrugged, trying to remain nonchalant. Rachel sighed, knowing her friend had something to do with it, and gathered the books she would need for her afternoon classes. "I'm ready," she announced to her boyfriends, closing her locker and drawing them out of their quiet conversation.
"Later," Santana said, heading in the opposite direction to her class.
"Bye, San," Rachel called.
Slipping in her seat, Santana chatted with Tina until her phone vibrated. Pulling it out discreetly, since the teacher was looking in her general direction, she checked the message.
SPILL
From: BFFFFFFFFFFFFF
To: BFFFFFFFFFFFFF
Im sure i dont know what youre talking about
Whatever, how did you turn quinn into smurfette?
From: BFFFFFFFFFFFFF
To: BFFFFFFFFFFFFF
I may or may not have slipped some special blue dye thats activated by uv rays into her body lotion
…i flove you, even though that was really mean
From: BFFFFFFFFFFFFF
To: BFFFFFFFFFFFFF
Hey, i looked like something from avatar because of those slusheess, stfu :P
The bell chose that moment to ring and Santana tucked her phone away, knowing that Rachel would never text during class, preparing for a long class. She smirked, pleased with herself.
A/N: I probably should have mentioned a few things about this particular story.
First, the chapters won't be very long, about two or three pages each.
B) I'll be updating them in tandem with Lover Shuffle, so the next one won't come out until LS catches up with it.
Finally, I don't know if there actually is a dye like that, but it sounds badass, dunnit? :D