A/N ~ Rated M ~ language, mature situations and corporal punishment of minors, D/D between consenting adults.
This is a story based on an idea suggested by NayaFan
Chapter 5 A Happy Ending
Shelby was jolted awake by the loud jangling of her bedside phone. Ever since a similar call had informed her of her parent's death in a car accident when she was in college, she hated late night phone calls. They unnerved her. She glanced at the red glowing digits on her bedside clock and noted it was 3:12 am and thought darkly that someone had better be dead or someone was going to be!
"Hello." She barked out in a scratchy voice still deep from sleep.
"Shelby, its Hal Warren. I'm so sorry to disturb you at this time of the night."
"Well Sergeant, I'm assuming its important and not another request for a date?"
He tried to calm his nervously beating heart, this woman always had him on edge, he never knew how to take her. She was exciting and he loved that in a woman, "Well now that you mention it…."
She actually laughed lightly in amusement, he was quick-witted and didn't intimidate easily and she liked that in a man, "What's going on Hal?"
"I think I have a few of your girls down here. One of my officers observed them leaving an after-hours joint downtown and they were a little tipsy. When they attempted to drive, he pulled them over and brought them in." He said all business now.
What makes you think they're my girls?" She replied sitting up and turning on the bedside lamp, totally awake now. Sneaking out, going off premises, underage drinking and of course drinking and driving were all very serious offenses she did not take lightly.
"Well, all three of them are as tight lipped as Jimmy Hoffa's grave and they all have fake id's but I'd recognize the Motta girl anywhere."
"Damn it." Shelby barked angrily. She had really thought maybe they were reaching the girl, she had managed to stay out of any serious trouble for the last month, "Can you describe the other two for me?"
"Let's see, one is an Asian girl wearing some serious goth makeup and and all black clothes and the other is a very pretty blonde with legs that won't quit and a mouth to match." He was aggravated and she smiled past her anger, only her girls could manage to completely unravel one of the most professional and caring police officers she had ever met.
"Yes indeed they are a few of my very special girls, are they in isolation?" She asked curiously.
"Of course, they're minors and I'm not putting them in gen-pop with the rest of the drunks and hookers and scumbag losers." He was appalled she even asked.
"That's exactly what you're going to do. I want them to get a little taste of what the future holds for them if they continue on the path they're on. How long can you keep them?"
"Shelby for Christ's sake, please don't do this to me. I don't have the manpower to babysit them and if anything happens to Carmine Motta's daughter they will be finding pieces of me all up and down the Ohio River." He begged, "I can hold them for 24 Hours max."
"Anything happens to any of them and you'll have more than Motta to worry about by the time I get through with you! Don't tell me you don't have one officer sitting on his ass doing nothing, set him outside the cell and tell him not to interfere unless it looks like it's going to get violent. Let's see if we can't scare my little hellions straight." She chuckled at the thought of them in with the regular Friday night crowd in the downtown drunk tank for a few hours, "I will send Quinn and Santana to get them sometime after breakfast and before lunch."
"Shelby what the hell are you doing with Motta's kid, you know I respect what you do out there at your school, but this kid is real trouble, why don't you just admit she's a lost cause and wash your hands of this one before something really bad happens to you or your girls."
Her voice cracked like a whip, "I don't wash my hands of anyone and I don't believe that any child is a lost cause!"
"Hey Shel, I didn't mean….." He started feebly.
"You didn't mean what? What about Santana Lopez, her father is a criminal; a drug dealer and a murderer? What if I had washed my hands of her?"
"Fine you got lucky, ok and while Lopez was an animal and a gang leader he isn't connected like Motta, we're talking Mafia here and don't pretend to be stupid, you know this thing could go all kinds of sideways!"
She calmed herself, hearing the concern and worry in his voice, "You worry too much Hal! It's under control and when Sugar Motta turns out to be a model citizen you can thank me then!"
He snorted, "Yeah right! Now about that dinner…."
She rolled her eyes good-naturedly, "Gen-pop and you keep them until Santana and Quinn show up to get them?"
"Of course, don't you always get whatever you want, I mean just because I carry a gun doesn't mean I'm brave enough to cross you! Next Friday; dinner and a movie?"
"Next Saturday; dinner and a show." She negotiated.
"Not another musical?" He groaned loudly causing her to smirk.
"That's my condition; I've been dying to see this new show." She said smugly.
"Fine as long as you don't have a problem with me snoozing through the second half." He agreed grumpily.
"Do I ever?" She loved a good back and forth with a witty man even if it was in the middle of the night, "Oh by the way, if they ask tell them I said you could keep them indefinitely and don't let anyone make a phone call."
"Right because I need the Motta family lawyer showing up down here in the middle of the night!" He shook his head affectionately.
"Good then we have a deal! Now if you don't mind I'm going back to sleep." She hung up without waiting for an answer, turned over and quickly fell back asleep without giving a second thought to Tina, Brittany or Sugar.
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Quinn and Santana were informed at breakfast as to their charges whereabouts; Santana was pissed, Quinn was heartsick. They both thought they were making progress and realized they had been conned.
Shelby told them to handle it the way they saw fit, so the two friends were discussing it on the way to the jail.
They arrived and the Desk Sergeant on duty took them back to 3 very pale young woman still locked up in the general cell. Santana stood near the bars and looked at the fake id's that were handed to her up front, waving them like a fan in front of her face.
"Isabella Lugosi, Fredericka Astaire and Candy Gotti? Well, I guess I gotta give you points for creativity." She leaned against the bars, with her arms crossed observing the girls who looked a little sick, a lot tired and a tad nervous, in Tina's case a lot nervous.
Quinn walked up next to Santana, "I am very disappointed in all of you; sneaking out, leaving the property, underage drinking and then trying to drive when you were drunk? Are you all crazy? You could have all been killed!"
The remaining prisoners were hooting and hollering and whistling at the two teachers and being very rude in general.
The blonde ignored the catcalls and continued, "Is this really how you want to live your life? You want to wind up here long term or worse?"
The three girls stood up and walked to the bars to get closer to the exit, Tina looked down at the floor, Brittany looked less cocky and very hung over and Sugar looked bored with the whole deal. She smirked at Santana after one of the prisoners yelled out, "Eh Mamí you can take me home and punish me anytime chica!"
Santana glared at the tiny brunette and leaned close and whispered, "Laugh it up now Sugar, I don't think you're going to find it very amusing in a few hours." She felt a fleeting sense of satisfaction when she saw the young girl pale.
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The ride back to the school was made in complete silence as the three girls stared sullenly out the car windows and Quinn and Santana sat quietly working on getting all their emotions in check so they could discipline the girls properly. They knew anything done in anger was counterproductive. These girls were all used to anger and disappointment, unconditional love was the foreign concept for them.
It was a fine line between punishing them and showing disapproval for their behavior and still letting them know they were loved and accepted. Shelby had succeeded with them but they were still not sure they knew how to do it for the three hard case girls in the backseat and it bothered both of them when they thought of the consequences to the girls of them failing.
Quinn went to her room to change while Santana escorted the girls to their rooms, "Get changed, you three have a date with Miss Fabray running laps at the track, hurry up, we don't have all day, we have punishments to get to."
All three groaned audibly at hearing they would be expected to run with hangovers. It was nauseating just thinking about it. They knew this day was going to get so much worse than better so they quickly got dressed and followed Santana to the track where Quinn was already stretching out and warming up.
The blonde walked over to Santana, "Can you go grab us water, they are going to need it?" She asked sweetly batting her eyes at the Latina, "It's the least you can do since you don't have to run as well!"
The brunette smirked and rolled her eyes, "How long are we doing this for?"
"Till they puke!" She winked at her best friend, "Let's go ladies, get moving we have some distance to cover." All three groaned again. Santana laughed as she headed back to the kitchen to grab lots of bottles of water.
Tina puked first followed by Brittany but Sugar seemed determined to keep running. Quinn was a natural and wasn't even fazed in the slightest, she could run forever. Santana was bored out of her mind and was ready to tell the obstinate brunette to stick her finger down her throat already but she knew Quinn was making a point, so she sat there in the bleachers in the hot sun working on her tan.
It was an hour after Brittany got sick that Sugar finally faltered and Santana almost laughed out loud at the look of relief on Quinn's beautiful face. She gently rubbed the younger brunette's back and offered her water and helped her to the shade where Tina and Brittany were sleeping.
Santana walked over and loudly yelled, "Let's go girls, phase two coming up!" She walked over to her friend and handed her water and a towel, "You up for this, that was a lot of running?"
"Oh please, that was just a warm-up!" She bluffed as he walked back gingerly towards the school.
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Quinn had taken a hot shower while Santana took the three to shower and change. They had agreed to meet back in Quinn's office in an hour as it was the most private.
The blonde was sitting at her desk writing up reports for the girls when Santana entered with all three girls. She led them over to the couch and had them all sit down next to each other. Quinn felt a moment of pity as they all three looked miserable even the rock hard Sugar Motta. She knew Brittany was tough as well but the running and her hang-over had taken a lot out of her.
Santana and Quinn both went and sat down on the coffee table across from all three. Santana began, "You really messed up this time ladies, underage drinking and drunk driving is not something any of us around here are going to take lightly. Add in the sneaking out in the middle of the night, breaking curfew and leaving the property without permission and you have won the spanking trifecta."
The Latina looked slowly at each and every one meeting their eyes, "Here's how it's going to work, each one of you is getting a hand spanking as a warm up; one at a time, bare bottom over the knee and you will stand here at attention and watch each other being punished. Since the three of you are in this together and no one is talking then that's how we'll deal with it."
The blonde took up, "After all of you are finished with the hand spanking, you will all stand against the wall for 15 minutes to think about how serous these offenses were and your punishment and how you have not only disappointed Miss Lopez, Miss Corcoran and myself but how you have let each other and yourselves down. How many of you have ever had real friends? Friends that liked you for the real you and had your backs? I may not care for your behavior but it appears to me that the three of you have formed a friendship. Is this really how you want to bond with each other? It's fine with me if what's you want but I can think of some better ways I'd like to spend my Saturday."
Santana finished, "After your time-out is finished, you will all three bend over the desk and be paddled and it's not going to be pleasant. Drinking and driving is deadly serious as is all your other offenses and I am going to make damn sure you remember this every time you're tempted to sneak out and drink while you're underage and then get behind the wheel of a car. I'm not going to the morgue to identify you next time." She stood up and pulled a chair into the middle of the room, "Stand up ladies and face the chair please."
Quinn walked over to the chair and sat down, "Tina, over here please." Tina looked quickly at both girls next to her and shuffled slowly over to her advisor, "Why are you being spanked today?"
"I snuck out and left the campus and went drinking and had a fake id and was going to go drunk driving." She said quickly anxious to get this horrible day over with.
Quinn sighed, "Take off your pajama bottoms and over my lap." She patted her lap gently as the Asian girl blushed deeply and reluctantly went over the blonde's lap in just her panties. The blonde looked up and into the eyes of the other two who were attempting to look away. She shook her head in disappointment as both Brittany and Sugar tried not to look embarrassed.
Wrapping her arm around Tina's middle section she swiftly applied spanks to her backside, alternating sides until she could feel the heat starting to rise from her backside. The girl jerked a little but it was just stinging and she was glad she had not cried out. She felt Quinn stop and tug down her underwear and all she could think about was being bare in front of the other two girls. It was humiliating and she was determined to salvage any dignity she had available to her.
The blonde saw her tense up and whispered to her, "You need to relax Tina; this part is almost over with." She rubbed the girls back with her non-spanking hand until she relaxed and immediately applied spanks to the girl's tender sit spot as well as the rest her light pink cheeks harder than before and the girl felt the difference being bare made immediately. Tina squeaked when Quinn hit the back of her thighs as that really stung but other than that she was quiet. She was jerking as the loud slapping noises echoed around the room as tears of embarrassment leaked from the corners of her eyes. She felt her back being rubbed as Quinn said firmly, "You may get up now and stand in line but I need you to leave your panties off."
Without looking at the other two Tina got back in line and covered her privates with her hands. She wanted to rub very badly but was desperately trying to cover up and rubbing wasn't allowed anyway.
Santana took Quinn's seat and called Sugar over, the girl just glared and the Latina said loudly, "Don't make me come get you and drag you over here. If you do I will double what Tina just got. Is that really how you want to play this?"
Until then all three had been silent but surprisingly Brittany spoke up, "For God's sake Motta just do what she says." Everyone looked at her in shock but Sugar actually moved forward and got quickly into position.
Santana asked the same questions wanting to make sure that they were forced into admitting what they had done and take some responsibility for it. The Latina was careful to spank like Quinn had in severity and endurance and when she could see light pink skin peeking out from under her panties, Santana stopped and gently took hold of the girl's underwear and slid it down to her knees. She was surprised to feel the tough brunette shiver and hoped that perhaps they were finally getting through to her. She poured on the heat to the teenager's backside, making sure to pay attention to the really tender areas where ass meets thigh and the back of her thighs. Once again the sound of hard hand meeting bare flesh echoed around the room and Sugar came near to crying from her embarrassment as well. The Latina stopped as well and ordered the girl back in line.
It was Brittany's turn and she didn't want to go over the desk for the hand spanking. She appealed to Quinn, "I know you said I was too tall for over the knee but could we try on the couch please." The tall blonde didn't understand why it was important but she felt bereft of comfort when she was placed impersonally over the desk. Seeing the other girls over the knee made her long for the intimate contact of going over Quinn's knee, not in a sexual way but in a maternal way. Something the blonde had never had in her entire life, the comfort of a mother. She knew that was something she shared with the other two teens and maybe that is part of why they bonded. For some reason today, she couldn't bear the thought of being punished differently than her friends.
Quinn looked at her for a long moment and weighed the decision, she felt she understood part of what was driving the girl, she had read her file and knew she had a neglectful mother. The problem was that safety had to come first but she agreed to try on the condition that if it felt unsafe they would proceed another way, which the tall blonde gratefully acquiesced to.
Quinn moved to the couch as Santana made the other girls face the two blondes. Brittany recited why she was being punished today and removed and folded her pajama bottoms which nearly made Sugar laugh out loud. This ditzy blonde was a total neat freak. The Latina cleared her throat and the younger brunette quickly wiped all trace of humor off her face.
The older blonde positioned Brittany carefully and punished her exactly as he had Tina. The blonde had a fair complexion and she immediately turned beet red and her punished backside went bright pink. Brittany was struggling more than she did the last time and she couldn't understand why she was getting so upset, it only stung badly, it didn't really hurt at all but she was very close to tears. Quinn pulled her panties down to mid-thigh and concentrated on fairly distributing her hard firm spanks. The loud slaps were met with tiny groans and a few squeaks and hazel eyes met Santana's dark eyes and she raised an eyebrow. This was very different than the first experience with the blonde girl. The Latina just shrugged. When Quinn was finished, she stood the blonde up.
Santana delivered a searing lecture that very nearly brought Quinn to tears, "Damn she's good at this lecturing stuff. She makes some very excellent points without even raising her voice."
When she was finished Quinn ordered them to stand with their noses against the wall and their hands laced over their heads, "I want no rubbing, is that clear?" she said firmly as all three shuffled over to the wall, "You each will take 15 minutes to consider your behavior last night and what the consequences of that behavior could have resulted in."
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Quinn went into her closet and found two solid oak wood paddles; they were about 4 inches wide and about 16 inches long with leather handles. Both teaches knew from experience they left quiet a burning sting and just the loud sound of them striking bare ass was scary enough as it was.
She silently handed one to Santana who hefted it and swung it to feel the weight. She nodded her satisfaction to Quinn and both checked their watches. It was time. The blonde nodded to Santana, they had never done this in tandem before but one of the benefits of a long term friendship, they understood each other without having to speak a request out loud.
The Latina called the girls over and positioned them around the large desk. They each had enough room to lie across it properly and grab hold without being in each other's way. Brittany's bright blue eyes looked up and met Sugar's brown eyes and held them. The angry mafia princess melted a little at the look of sorrow and fear she saw. She knew this was her fault, all of it. Quinn had walked up behind her and maneuvered her into position by the hips as she let go Sugar called out, "Miss Fabray, I was behind the wheel, I had a friend leave a car at the bar. Tina and Brittany had nothing to do with it. I talked them into sneaking out with me." She said quickly before she chickened out still holding the crystal blue eyes unsure of what exactly she was feeling but guilt was at least a small part of it.
Brittany smiled gently at her as her eyes filled with tears. She'd never had anyone stand up for her before, let alone take the blame for her. It was nearly overwhelming.
Santana said softly, "I want to tell you that I am very proud of you for telling the truth Sugar. I can see that you may care for these girls as friends and that's a very big step. I will take that into consideration. Unfortunately, all of you are still guilty and it doesn't change the punishments. You're honesty means a lot Sugar, to Miss Fabray and I as well as your friends."
Quinn was behind Tina and she gently put her hand on the teen's lower back to hold her steady. She pulled the oak paddle back and swung with about ½ her strength. She paddled her three times; the width and length of the implement covering almost her entire backside. The goth teen sucked in a deep breath and closed her eyes, tears already leaking from the corner of her dark eyes. The blonde took aim and quickly applied three more. The paddle made a terribly loud noise every time it struck her bare flesh and Santana watched as the unpunished pair flinched with every strike. It was less than five minutes into the paddling and Tina was bawling. She had tried so hard not to cry but her backside was on fire. She was hardly aware Quinn had stopped. The blonde gently rubbed her back, "Take a few minutes and calm down while Miss Lopez punishes Sugar. I want to think about why you are bent over this desk young lady."
Santana placed her hand on Sugar's back and repeated the punishment Tina had just received. Sugar tried to hold Brittany's gaze but it was too hard, she had to put her head down and clench her teeth and concentrate on not crying out. She was not going to give them the satisfaction but a few minutes in, after a very hard strike she exhaled loudly and moaned in pain. It only took a minute for her to realize she had moved out of position. Santana set the paddle down and very carefully took her by the hips and repositioned her across the desk, "I know it hurts, but try not to move out of position, it's dangerous. You only get one warning, do you understand me young lady?"
"Yes Miss Lopez." The girl squeaked out painfully, trying to hold her position as Santana set her ass on fire. By the time the Latina had as many swings in as Quinn did, the girl was silently crying with fat tears running down her face.
"Take a few minutes Sugar and think about why you are in this position. " She gently rubbed her back and this time the tough teenager allowed the physical contact.
Quinn took her place behind Brittany and did the same thing. The tall blonde was already emotional from the conflicting feelings she had going on from her OTK spanking and now seeing Sugar in pain and crying she was a mess by the time it was Tina's turn again.
This time when the blonde stepped up behind Tina the young girl started to beg and plead. "Please Miss Fabray, please no more." It was all to no avail as Quinn swung almost full strength, cracking down until her backside was a glowing cherry red. The young girl was a blubbering mess with tears and snot mixed together running down her face as she collapsed face down on the desk. She was swearing to never do it again and how she had learned her lesson.
"Tina, stand up straight and hands on your head, no rubbing." Quinn said sternly.
Santana moved behind Sugar again who flinched when the older brunette put her hand on her back again. The younger teen did not beg or plead but stoically reset her position with a slight jerk of her hip that sent a pang of pity straight to the Latina's heart. She knew exactly how hard Sugar was trying to remain unaffected but it wasn't working. Something was different tonight with Sugar and Brittany and both teacher's had noticed.
The older brunette started paddling hard and with each crack of the oak paddle on bare flesh, she heard the girl gasp and knew she was close to cracking. Santana didn't want to break the girl's spirit but she wanted to break down some walls and get to her heart and if she had to do it by paddling her ass well, that's how Shelby got to her heart.
Santana aimed the paddle and landed it right across where her backside met her thighs and with a loud sob the tough teen came unglued. The Latina landed three more very hard spanks and Sugar actually cried out how sorry she was, as she collapsed across the desk as well. Santana felt tears fill her eyes and she tried to blink them away but when she looked up she saw Quinn had seen them as had Brittany. The Latina gently helped the girl stand and gave her the same directions Tina had received. It took Sugar longer but she stood straight with her hands interlaced across the top of her head. She had hot fat tears streaming down her face.
Quinn had barely touched the tall blonde to position her when all the emotions of the day overcame her and she started to cry. She sobbed through the whole spanking, not brokenly but sadly and with guilt. Halfway through, she was apologizing and promising to think first before acting. By the time the teacher had delivered the last three hard smacks across her sit spots the blonde was pleading and sobbing as were the other two girls. Quinn rubbed Brittany's back as well as she wiped her own tears away.
"I was going to add a 5,000 word essay on the dangers of drinking and driving but because Miss Motta has taken the blame for that; Tina and Brittany you are off the hook." Santana said kindly.
Both teachers helped the girls to get dressed and tried to comfort them as much as possible. It was amazing but both Brittany and Sugar allowed the teachers to offer them hugs and some comfort. It was clear all three girls were physically and emotionally uncomfortable and Quinn and Santana hoped that some progress had been made tonight.
"Sugar can you hold back a minute? Tina and Brittany go directly to your rooms and stay there until dinner bell rings. It will be an early bedtime for all three of you after you finish eating."
Tina and Brittany looked at them wide-eyed, "You can't expect us to go to dinner and sit down on those chairs tonight?" Tina spit out in shock.
"It's not just expected, it's required. You will sit on your very sore bottoms with the rest of your class mates, eat your dinner and then go to bed or you will find yourself back here again for the second time tonight." Quinn gave no quarter and both girls acknowledged her words with a yes ma'am.
They both left for their rooms. Quinn looked at Santana and Sugar, "Excuse me Santana, I'm going to escort both girls to their rooms, I'm very proud of you Miss Motta. I'll see you both at dinner." She quickly left the room to the two brunettes.
Santana walked right over and took the teen in her arms, "I'm incredibly proud of you tonight and believe me I know you don't give a rat's ass what I think but it was incredibly brave to take the blame for your friends tonight. You took your punishment without complaint and you've allowed yourself to receive some comfort. I think that you're on the right track here."
The young brunette had to snort through her pain, "Oh clearly, my butt is on fire and I can barely stand clothes touching it. I spent the night in jail and got both my friends in trouble. Yeah I'm batting a thousand here."
The Latina took her hand, "I was just like you Sugar and it took Shelby Corcoran I don't know how many broken paddles to get through my thick skull and thicker walls. I finally realized she loved me and my life didn't have to be lived the way my father and mother lived theirs. I had choices and I didn't have to be so angry all the time. I had a family, a real one right in front of my eyes. I don't know what you saw but from the way I saw Brittany looking at you, I'd say you might have a best friend just waiting for you to open up a little bit."
She watched as realization dawned on the girl's face. Teary brown eyes looked up and met hers and Santana saw hope in them for the first time since meeting the girl.
"No matter what you believe Miss Corcoran, Miss Fabray and I love you too. We really care about all of you and I don't discipline you girls because I'm some sadist. I just know this got through to me and worked for me. Let us help you, give yourself a real chance at life and love and happiness. Please I beg you."
The little brunette choked out a sob and threw herself into the Latina's strong arms and sobbed. She hadn't sobbed like that since her mother had left her. Santana sat down and held the girl gingerly in her lap and rocked her and murmured consoling words in her ear until the girl calmed down, "Jeez I feel like an ass losing it like that." She wiped her face on her shirt.
"I know but it gets easier I promise." Santana said gently.
"When do I have to turn in the 5,000 word essay Miss Lopez?" She asked contritely.
"You don't. You were honest today and I won't let that go unrewarded. Next time…" She looked at the flash of panic on the young teen's pretty face, "well just don't let there be a next time all right?"
Sugar had recovered some of her cockiness, "Yeah well, I can't promise anything." She stood up carefully and made her way to the door. She stopped with her hand on the door knob, and looked back, "Thank you." She whispered softly and bolted out of the room.
Santana felt the huge lump in her throat dissolve as tears of relief flooded her eyes, perhaps just perhaps they had saved one if not three girls tonight.
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Brittany was lying on her stomach on her bed crying and waiting for the dinner bell to ring, praying it didn't when she heard a soft knock on her door. Tina who was Brittany's roommate was in the bathroom. She looked up and saw Sugar open the door and stick her head in slightly.
"May I come in?" she whispered.
Brittany nodded yes, "You're gonna get yourself spanked again if you get caught you know."
"I had to make sure you were ok. Are you?" Sugar said sweetly.
Brittany smiled, "Fuck no I'm not ok dumbass, I just got my ass handed to me."
Both girls laughed as Sugar walked over to the bed and laid on her stomach next to the blonde, "I'm really sorry you got in trouble because of me." She said softly.
Brittany leaned her head on the petite girl's shoulder and took her hand in her own, "At least we were together, the three of us. It was easier with you there with me. Thanks for speaking up like that it was really brave of you."
Sugar sighed softly, "I better get to my room before I get us all in more trouble."
"Don't go, stay until the bell rings? Please Sugar?" Brittany pleaded.
Sugar squeezed her hand, "Sure thing blondie." Tina walked out of the bathroom and smiled at them shyly. The blonde moved over to make room for the girl as Sugar patted the space next to her. Tina went and cuddled with her new friends.
Sugar sighed in contentment, this having friends' thing wasn't so bad.
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Quinn was in her room getting dressed for dinner when she heard Santana's soft knock. She smiled gently, she had actually expected her. The Latina acted all badass but she was a softy when it came to her girls. She opened the door and was met with an armful of brunette. It totally freaked her out and her mind went right to the worst case scenario that Sugar had upset her best friend again.
When Santana pulled back Quinn saw she looked elated. She was going on about Sugar's breakthrough and the blonde was pulled into her joy because she had felt that she had reached Brittany as well. The blonde had actually pulled her into a hug before going into her room.
The two teachers sat on Quinn's bed and shared some thoughts and memories and laughs. They both looked up when the dinner bell rang.
Quinn said softly, "You know Sugar is in Brittany and Tina's room right now don't you?"
Santana rolled her eyes and laughed, "Girl is getting her cuddle on! Remember that's what we always did."
"Yeah once you stopped trying to kill me!" She exclaimed in mock outrage.
"Oh please bitch, if I'd have wanted you dead, you'd be pushing up daisies as we speak. Come on I'm fucking starving." She wrapped her arm congenially around her best friend's shoulder."
"You know Tana….."Quinn started.
"Yeah, yeah I know…"
They both started laughing, "Profanity is the crutch of a feeble mind." They said in their best Shelby imitation.
Arm in arm they walked the halls knowing that they had helped those girls, just as Shelby had helped them and it felt wonderful.
THE END… I hope you liked my little story…leave a review if you did…