A/N Just some domestic mother/daughter F/f discipline, don't like don't read.
The timeline is my own. Brittany and Santana head back to Lima for Thanksgiving with the family.
Based on another fantastic idea from NayaFan
RATED M
Chapter 8
Brittany watched Santana fondly as she helped their daughter pack. The Latina was so excited to be going home for Thanksgiving with her parents; she was being more trouble than both their kids combined.
"Are you sure we have everything packed babe? We need to be ready; the airport shuttle will be here to pick us up at 6:00 am sharp."
"San I swear we are all packed and ready to go. I'm just helping Ava finish packing a few little toys and things for her backpack to keep her occupied on the plane ride. It's your first plane ride isn't it ladybug?"
Ava looked up at her mama and glared, "It's not fair that I had to wait to be 6 and a half for my first plane ride and Cammie gets to go when she's just a baby."The tiny Latina pouted mightily.
"Well baby girl, think of it like this, the baby won't remember her first ride but you will remember this whole trip." Santana said trying to cajole her oldest into a better mood.
Life had not been all sunshine in the Lopez household once the new baby had arrived. Ava Maribel Lopez had suffered from a very severe case of sibling rivalry. It had been fascinating when the baby had been in her Mama's tummy. It was fun feeling her kick and talking to her. The reality of a new baby had been a very different thing altogether. She had been especially jealous every second her adored Mamí spent fussing over the newborn Camilla Rose Lopez. Brittany and Santana were very patient and explained how she was going to be a great big sister. It had still taken Ava about 3 months to warm up to her tiny sister. Now that Cammie was a toddler, she was more fun but was getting into all Ava's things and some of the resentment had come back.
"But B what about….."
"Santana Bianca Lopez, I swear I'm going to make YOU stand in the corner if you don't quit bugging me, go do something, I need to get the baby bathed and get her to sleep and you are not helping." Brittany said with mock ferocity causing Ava to giggle at her silly Mamí, "You too A beat it!" She gently swatted her oldest daughter's backside as she sent her from the room with her mother.
Ava grumbled belligerently, "She's always with Cammie, I don't see what's so interesting about her anyway, she doesn't even really talk yet and just crawls around getting into everything."
The brunette bent down and picked her daughter up and set her on her hip, "Come on baby girl, let's go hang out just me and you." She walked them into the living room and sat down in the big arm chair and cradled her jealous daughter tenderly, "Tell me what's wrong A? How come you are so mad at Cammie? She loves you and needs you. I never had a sister but if I did I would want her to be like you."
Ava shrugged, "I dunno." She had her large brown eyes gazing down as she picked at a loose string on the hem of her shirt, "She just bugs me."
Santana looked at her daughter; she was so much like her it was scary. She had told Brittany that she shouldn't carry a baby, it would come out crazy like her and she was right about that, Ava was just like her Mamí, in looks, personality and temperament. Brittany had carried Camilla and so far the baby was as even tempered as her Mama, thank god. Santana didn't think she could deal with two just like her. They had used the same donor so the girls would actually be related biologically, but there was no doubt that Ava was a Lopez through and through. Santana scowled when she remembered her mother laughing at her when she told her how frustrating Ava's behavior was. Her exact words were, "Oh well mija what goes around comes around."
"You know that your Mama and I love you every bit as much as we love Cammie right? Just because she's a baby she might get some extra attention or help doing things but you are our first born baby and you are very special to me and Mama."
Big brown calf eyes with huge eyelashes looked up in surprise, "I'm very special?"
"Oh baby you are so special. There is no one just like you and we love you very much. Please just try to be patient with your little sister alright? She loves you so much. I really need you to be a very good girl on this trip for me. Do you think you can do that for me?"
"Yes Mamí, I'll try to be the best girl ever and I'll try to be nicer to Cammie."
"If you ever feel like you need some special time alone with me or Mama you just ask us instead of getting mad about it. Promise?"
"I promise." The little girl perked right up and the two brunettes sat in the living room watching Tom and Jerry cartoons together and eating popcorn while Brittany finished getting everything ready.
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It had been a long exhausting day by the time the family actually pulled into the Lopez residence in their rental car. The baby was tired and cranky and Ava was tired and cranky as well. Santana had been exhausted but once the plane touched down at Dayton International Airport she and Brittany had both started to get excited to be home and see everyone.
Maribel greeted them at the door as wildly excited as her daughter as Fernando stood beside his wife smiling widely. They missed their daughter and her wife and the niñas, Los Angeles was just too far away even with Skype. She clapped her hands and took a now wide awake and wriggling Ava from her Mamí, "mis bebés! Oh how I've missed you all."
Santana was crying, "Mamí, Papí"She dropped her bags and threw herself at her father. Brittany brought up the rear carrying Cammie, "Hi Mama L, Papa L!" she said sweetly dropping a kiss on both their cheeks.
The baby was out cold even with all the loud talking and crying and hugging going on, "Mama, where can I lay her down until I can get the portable crib out of the car?"
Maribel was hugging and kissing a giggly Ava, "come with me mija, I'll show you were we can lie her down." She led them to the guest bedroom and Brittany laid the toddler down and gently removed her coat and hat and tucked pillows around her to keep her from rolling off the bed.
"She's gotten so big, they both have. I miss you all so much."Maribel exclaimed.
"Well San said Papa is retiring soon, move to California. We would love to see you everyday and so would the kids."
Fernando walked into the bedroom to observe his sleeping granddaughter and a squealing Ava reached for him, "¡abuelo mío." He grinned happily and accepted the tiny brunette into his arms kissing her and rubbing his moustache on her cheek to tickle her, "mi nieta preciosa." Fernando whispered softly into Ava's ear as he hugged her close, "I've missed you very much."
"Abuelo you see me almost every night on the 'puter!" She rolled her eyes in an almost an exact imitation of her Mamí causing all the adults to laugh.
Maribel went right into mother mode, "You must be tired and hungry. Let's get you settled and fed and we can sit around and catch up. I've made sandwiches and would prefer a glass of wine or hot tea?" she looked between her daughter and the blonde she had long ago accepted as her other daughter.
Santana spoke up, "I'm starving I would love something and a nice hot cup of tea, babe what about you?" she turned and inquired of her exhausted wife.
"Tea please." The blonde smiled gratefully.
Maribel grabbed Ava, "Come with me mija, I'll make you some nice hot cocoa and a sandwich and then it's bedtime for you. Brittany you looked exhausted sit down and rest I don't want you or Santana to do anything tonight but rest. Nando, can you help me get the sandwiches, mi amor?"
Even being almost 30 years old, neither girl was willing to argue with Maribel Lopez.
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Everyone had a wonderful time visiting and Thanksgiving Day was wonderful. The Friday after, the little family went over to the Pierce house and visited with the rest of the family.
Ava had been spoiled by both sets of grandparents and was very excited. Her parent's had been a little lax on enforcing her behavior since it was a vacation but Santana's patience had been wearing a little thin with her daughter for the last few days. She did not like to have to repeat herself 5 times to be listened to and Ava was pushing her behavior with her grandparents around spoiling her. She just stayed away from her Mamí and stuck closer to her more laid back Mama and grandmothers.
After two days with the Pierce's, they went back to the Lopez house to finish their vacation. The trouble started when Ava was playing with her lego's on the living room floor and was building a castle. Cammie had crawled over and knocked it over and laughed and clapped her hands. All the adults thought she was adorable with her pretty blonde curls and big blue eyes so they laughed and encouraged her. Ava had built her castle two more times and each time Cammie knocked it down. The adults were sitting on the couch talking when they heard a loud slap and the baby start crying.
Brittany looked at Ava sternly,"Did you hit your sister Ava?"
Ava shook her head, "No Mama."
Santana interjected, "Ava Maribel Lopez, I want to know the truth young lady and I want to know now." She had stood up and picked up a screaming toddler who was pointing at her sister with tears rolling down her quivering cheeks, "Bah Aba."
"I'm not bad, she kept knocking over my castle, I just smacked her hand so she wouldn't do it again." The little girl yelled.
Brittany stood up as Santana calmed Cammie, "You are not allowed to hit your sister plus you fibbed to me when I asked if you hit her. You are going to stand in time-out right now little girl." She gently led her over to the corner and firmly placed her nose against the wall.
Ava was feeling that life was not very fair, they didn't punish Cammie for knocking over her toys but she had to stand in the corner like a baby.
An hour later they were sitting at the dinner table where Maribel had made her daughter's favorite chicken enchiladas when Ava spoke up rudely, "This is gross I'm not eating this, can I have peanut butter and jelly."
Maribel jumped up, "Of course mija, I can make you a sandwich." Santana and Brittany stared at the once fierce Maribel Lopez who had been tamed by a tiny 6-year-old granddaughter.
"Mamí, sit back down, she can eat what is in front of her or she can go to bed hungry." Santana said sternly glaring at her daughter who was glaring back at her, "Where are your manners little girl, you don't talk to your Abuela like that. That was very rude, she made a very nice dinner for us and you will eat it. Now apologize for being rude."
Santana's little look alike glared stubbornly at her mother, "NO!" She crossed her arm and settled back in her chair, "I'm not sorry, it's gross and I want peanut butter."
The Latina looked over at her wife who nodded her approval for Santana to deal with this situation.
Santana took a deep breath and tried to reason with her daughter first, "Ava," she said calmly, "I understand you are still upset about standing in the corner but you're behavior at his table was rude and now you are being disobedient and it will not continue. Please apologize to your Abuela for being rude to her." She finished sternly.
Ava just sat there chewing her bottom lip and trying not to cry. She really was sorry but she couldn't say it she was too mad at everyone.
"I'm very disappointed in you Ava Maribel Lopez." Santana stood up and picked her daughter up from the table to carry her upstairs to bed, "If you are going to behave like a baby then you can go to bed early like a baby."
The tiny brunette had a major meltdown, "That's not fair I was supposed to watch a movie with you guys. I just wanted a sandwich, it's not fair." She was having a major tantrum.
Santana set her down on her feet before she dropped the kicking and yelling little girl. She caught her Mamí's eye and saw her raised eyebrow and remembered her own rather painful lesson after having a very similar tantrum many years ago, "Ava if you don't stop this behavior I am going to put you over my knee and spank you and then you are going to go to bed early." She looked to her wife for help and Brittany smiled sadly and nodded again, remembering her own experiences over Mama L's lap.
The Latina leaned down so she was eye level with her still screaming daughter, "I am going to count to three Ava and then you are going to get a spanking; One, Two, Two and a Half" She was hoping her daughter would take the out she was giving her. She had never spanked Ava; she never had a reason. She was stubborn and feisty but usually a time out was enough to get her to listen to reason.
She sighed sadly, "Three. All right little girl, I gave you a chance. Mamí? Do you still have your Mother's Little Helper?"
"Of course, mija, it's where I have always kept it. In the drawer behind you." Maribel said sadly. It had been one thing to discipline her daughters but knowing your granddaughter was about to be spanked made her want to beg Santana to give the little girl one more chance it was only a peanut butter sandwich after all, but she stilled her tongue and knew it was not her place to interfere. Her babies were mothers now and they had their own family now to raise.
Santana went into the drawer and grabbed the wooden spoon as Ava threw herself on the floor kicking and yelling. Brittany stood up and grabbed Ava and started upstairs to the bedroom, "Mama you'll keep an eye on Cammie?"
"Of course sweetheart, you take care of your daughter and I'll take care of this one." She gave them both a loving smile as they left the kitchen.
Fernando turned to Maribel, "Can we turn on the radio? I cannot listen to this and I am too old to cry in front of you mi amor."
She shook her head at her sentimental husband and got up and turned on the radio that was hanging under the kitchen cupboards, filling the kitchen with Spanish music.
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Brittany carried a struggling Ava into the bedroom and set her on her feet in front of her, "What on Earth has come over Ava?"
"I hate you!" Ava kicked at her blonde mother.
Santana had entered the room and had enough, "AVA! Stop that this instant. I have had enough." She bellowed loudly startling the girl into silence.
She walked over to the bed and sat down setting the wooden spoon down next to her, "I'm sorry you think it was unfair to be punished earlier. You hit your sister and then you lied about it. You know what behavior is acceptable and what isn't. You were rude to your grandmother, you disobeyed me and you just told your mother you hated her and tried to kick her. Come here please."
Ava reluctantly walked slowly to her mother, "I'm sorry Mamí, really I will apologize to Mama and Abuela."
"Yes you will after you have received your spanking." She pulled the little girl over her lap and had to swallow the lump in her throat, she wasn't sure she could do this. She thought back to all the times her mother had done this and had a whole new level of respect for her mother and realized her father was not just a sentimental fool. This was the most difficult thing she would ever have to do.
"I'm sorry please don't spank me I wont do it again." Ava said as she wiggled and kicked trying to get off her Mamí's lap.
Santana reached over and pulled down her little jeans and underwear and started to hand spank her little girl as she wiggled and squirmed. Tightening her hold on the girl she continued to spank, as she looked at Brittany with tears in her eyes, grateful for the silent support she was receiving from her wife. When the little pale bottom was pink, she reached for the spoon. She had decided on only four swats with the spoon. She wanted to teach her daughter a lesson not really hurt her.
"This is for being rude at the dinner table." She swatted the little backside hard. Ava squealed and cried,"I'm sorry Mamí!"
"This is for disobeying me and your Mama at the table." Santana brought the spoon down with a loud crack. "Mamí please!"
"This is for the little tantrum you just threw downstairs." She swatted again not really with much strength just to cause a little heat and some sting to the area. "Owie owie I'm sorry Mama please make Mamí stop."
"This last one is for telling your Mama you hated her and trying to kick her. I best not ever see or hear you talk to your Mama like that ever again. Do you understand me little girl?" She laid the last spank right on her sit spot. "I won't I'm sorry I won't."
Ava was sobbing and Santana stopped and laid down the spoon and gathered her sorry little girl into her arms and rocked her and kissed her, "There we go mija it's all over with, shhh baby, its all over with."
Brittany came over and sat down next to them and soothed her daughter's hair and told her how much she loved her. They gently helped Ava into pajamas and after she had calmed down she went downstairs and sincerely apologized to her grandparents.
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It was early that next morning and Santana had tossed and turned all night. She finally went downstairs and grabbed a cup of coffee and stared out the kitchen window. She was so deep in thought; she didn't even her Maribel come into the kitchen.
"Are you alright mija?" She asked her daughter softly, "That was her first spanking wasn't it?"
"How did you know?" her daughter replied tearfully.
"You looked like a deer in the headlights when you got to two and one half and she wasn't giving in." She chuckled.
Her daughter laughed with her. Maribel walked over and wiped tears from her daughter's face with her thumb, "Being a Mamí is the most important job in the whole world baby."
"I love you so much Mamí, I'm so sorry I put you through all that."
"It's alright mija, you are so worth it all and I love you too mi amor and now all my prayers have been answered."
Santana sat up and looked at her mother seriously, "What prayers?"
"That one day you have a daughter that was as big a brat as you were!" she said with brown eyes twinkling merrily.
Santana just rolled her eyes and wondered who was going to kill her first; her daughter or her mother.
