So… this chapter has a warning, things got a little spicy…
There is a "dream" sexy times…
Brittany: italic
Rachel: bold
Both: Normal
Chapter 7:
It's Britchel bitch!
Dreams are successions of images, ideas, emotions, and sensations that occur involuntarily in the mind during certain stages of sleep. They range from normal and ordinary to overly surreal and bizarre. Dreams can have varying natures, such as frightening, exciting, magical, melancholic, adventurous, or sexual.
Dreams are manifestations of our deepest desires and anxieties, often relating to repressed childhood memories or obsessions…
...
"do-re-mi-fa-so-la-ti-do" Rachel sings.
She is with one of her knees on the piano's bench while she leans to play the notes on the ivory.
"do-re-mi-fa-so-la-ti-do"
It is all very natural, she has been here so many times, doing exactly what she is doing now.
"do-re-mi-fa-so-la-ti-do"
"Oh my God! Don't you have a life Berry?"
Rachel lifts her head to face the other girl.
"I-I…"
She chokes on her breath.
"Wow! Are you okay? I mean, you're not talking or annoying me with one of your rambles."
Rachel looks at the other girl and smiles.
"Jesus Berry… are you high?"
"No… I'm against drugs. You know that."
"Uh? Okay… you're really weird right now."
"Me? You're wearing your cheerios' uniform."
"Because… I- am- a cheer-lea-der?"
"You…"
"Whatever, I forgot my phone. It's right there on the piano, nice sweater by the way."
Rachel looks down and gasps. The sweater, the skirt and the knee socks they're all back. She grabs the sweater fabric and smiles.
"If you're thinking: Oh my God! This sweater is lame. I have to say, you're right, thinking about it, it's not just the sweater you're lame."
"God! You're so sexy when you talk like that."
"What?"
"What?"
"What did you say?"
"I take it back, actually you're sexy all the time."
"Listen here midget."
"And the cheerleader's uniform…"
Rachel licks her lips.
"Are you flirting with me?" This time the other girl's tone is smooth and she gets closer and closer to Rachel.
"Maybe?"
"Are you sure you can handle it?"
They are only a few inches apart.
"Y-yes…" Rachel stutters.
"You're so fucking sexy." The girl whispers in Rachel's ear, making the brunette shiver.
Then the girl grabs Rachel's waist to pull her closer.
"You think so?" The girl nods and Rachel smirks. "What else?"
"What?"
They can feel each other's breath.
"You said I'm sexy… What else?"Rachel demands.
"You're perfect and your body is just… amazing… You have a sexy ass and you have very sexy legs and sexy lips... and…"
The girl presses their lips together and Rachel kisses her back hard. When she feels the other girl's tongue inside her mouth she moans. They pull away breathless
"You're lucky…"
"Why?"Rachel kisses her again.
"Because I'm about to fulfill one of your biggest fantasy."
"What" Kiss. "Fantasy?" Kiss.
"Me, fucking you on this piano."
Rachel moans in pleasure as the other girl kisses her again. The brunette grabs the red and white fabric to put them closer and deepens the kiss. She feels a hand on her thigh and then on her ass and then the other girl starts sucking her neck. They get close to the Piano's ivory, the girl puts her arm around Rachel's waist and lifts the singer. The cheerleader sets Rachel's body on the piano. She slides her hand on Rachel's toned legs lifting the brunette's skirt in the process. Putting her hands under the skirt the girl takes off Rachel's panties.
"Oh my!" Rachel nibbles down on her bottom lip aroused.
Rachel then grabs the other girl's ponytail, taking off the hair ponies. The hair falls over the cheerleader's shoulders and Rachel grabs it forcing the girl to get closer and then they kiss with urge. The singer feels electricity running through her body and gasps when the other girl's finger touches her clit.
"Oh God…" Rachel moans.
"I'm gonna fuck you senseless Berry."
The cheerleader says while rubbing the perfect circles with her fingers.
"Oh God yes… please…"
"Please what?"
"Fuck me!"
The cheerleader spreads Rachel's legs widely and then slides two fingers inside.
"You're so wet…"
Rachel puts her weight on her elbow as the other girl leans forward to capture her lips, sliding her hand under Rachel's sweater to cup the brunette's breast, never stopping the other finger's rhythm.
"I can't believe this is happening… oh… Yeah!" Rachel moans louder.
"I want you to scream my name Berry. I want you to scream my name when you come."
"Oh yes… oh… I'm co…I'm coming… fuck yeah… I'm coming!"
"Say it!"
The girl demands.
"Say my name Berry!"
"Fuuuuck Quinn!"
In her bed, Rachel sits up so quickly that she's feeling dizzy. She is gasping and all sweaty.
"Did I just have a…?"
Rachel goes toward the bathroom leaving a trail of shirt, short and panties on the bedroom's floor.
Fifteen minutes under the cold water and her body is still warm.
I can't believe I just…
She recognizes that scene, although, in reality, Quinn took her phone and left. They didn't … well…
Oh my…
Before she gets inside the kitchen, she hears the noises her dads are making as they prepare the breakfast lively.
"Morning baby girl! We're making breakfast!"
"That's great daddy…"
She hides her concerns putting her biggest smile on her face.
"So… Baby girl, what's the plan to the Rachel Berry's twenty-fifth anniversary celebration?" Leroy asks.
Hiram gasps dramatically.
"What's wrong baby?"
"Our baby girl… she is a woman… she is going to be twenty five Leroy! Just yesterday and we were celebrating her fifteens."
Leroy nods pouty.
"Yes WE were…" Rachel grumbles.
There's something about her fifteens that makes her upset.
Freshman year.
She hadn't many friends. Actually she had none.
"I mean me and you guys…no one else… just like my fourteen and my thirteen and my twelve and my eleven, my ten and all my other birthdays."
"That's not true, our family was always there. Is something wrong baby girl?"
"No…"
No one would go to Rachel Berry's birthday right?
"Rachel?"
Who would dare to challenge Quinn? No one would venture to enter in Quinn's blacklist or Santana's for that matter.
Who would associate with me if it could mean becoming the target of the head bitch… the ice queen… Quinn… always Quinn…
why she has this… power over me?
Why I've always searched for her approval or her friendship, when she never cared?
She never cared right? She not even wanted to visit you…
She was too busy with Yale… She just did it because Kurt asked her…
And she went with Santana… Santana… I bet San was who persuaded her …
She promised that we were going to stay close and she forgot about you at the first chance…
"I'm fine dad… Really."
Rachel what are you talking about? She is your friend! We had great times in New Haven and in New York…
yeah right…
Rachel sighs.
You know what? You're just focusing in this to forget the fact that you had the most vivid sex dream of your life… and with Quinn… and I'm pretty sure you just had a…
Stop it! I don't want to think about it ever again…
"What's going on? Tell me… your dads know you better than anyone."
"It is really nothing. I promise. Can we eat? I'm starving."
"Sure baby girl…" Leroy says and Hiram serves her.
"About my birthday…"
She finishes chewing the piece of pancakes she had in her mouth and swallows.
"I think Quinn, B and San are dealing with this and, don't worry, I said you guys would be here. So, no wild parties." She waves them off.
"You don't have to worry about us. We don't want to ruin your plans baby girl…"
"It's okay, really; I had enough wild parties in this year."
"Should we be concerned?" Hiram arches an eyebrow.
Rachel laughs.
"No… I guess…" she smirks. "Anyway, I'm really in the holiday's mood already. I'll take these days off to rest. I still have one more video clip to film and a few shows before I end this tour."
Rachel filmed two video clips before the tour and the Tony, the third was made with images of her live performances, but she will film the fourth at the beginning of next year, which means a month away and she is very excited because Artie will be the director.
"Speaking of which, we'll be in New York for your last concert." Leroy announces.
"You better…" She demands playfully.
"What you're going to do after. I mean when the tour is over?" Hiram asks with a cup of coffee halfway up his mouth.
"I… I think… I'll rest a little and then I will start my new album. I have some music, but they are all very raw. Anyway I think it will be much tougher now."
"What do you mean?"
"Well, I have to deal with the pressure, you know, my first album was very well accepted."
"It was much more than that." Leroy says full of pride.
"But now, there will be expectations."
"I'm sure you'll handle it."
"I hope so…"
She drinks her coffee.
"Mmm… I forgot. I have a meeting. I won't be long I promise and then we have all afternoon to spend together, okay?"
"Okay…" They say together.
Rachel finishes chewing a piece of pancake, picks a strawberry, and after swallowing the fruit she drinks the orange juice and gets up from the kitchen bench. Then she kisses each of her dads.
"I've got to go."
"Paris?"
"It's a select audience, nothing too big, don't worry."
"Okay… I suppose."
"It will be before London so, the logistics are already arranged."
"That's great."
"I think that's it. I had a meeting with Artie, he has everything under control. He really knows you…"
Rachel smiles at that.
"Told you… Can I go now? My dads are waiting for me?"
"Yes you can…" Her producer conceals.
"Come on baby girl, sing to your dads." Leroy pouts.
"Okay! You won!"
"Like you don't wanna sing…"
"I'm not that annoying little girl anymore daddy."
"Why not? I love her." Hiram teases.
Rachel rolls her eyes.
"And you're supposed to, I'm your daughter."
The singer goes toward the piano (of course she made sure to put a piano in the house) and sits on the bench.
"Ladies and gentleman tonight I'm going to perform "lost behind a mask" that reached the top spot of the billboard and as you know is running for the Grammy, for best song of course."
Leroy and Hiram cheer.
"So here it goes."
Rachel starts playing the intro and then starts singing:
Lost behind a mask
With no feelings
just cold…
Lost behind a fake smile
Inside a peculiar exile
Away from those you love
.
Once closer but now apart
Trying to forget feelings inside your heart
Trying to forget that someday you cried
Thinking about a special winter
.
Her eyes were shining in that nigh
Looking at the chosen one
The heart breaker
Lost behind a lie
Hiding your feelings choosing the safe path
.
When your love someone you never say goodbye
You wait and wait until you finally get it… to get it right…
"Bravo!" Leroy applauds.
"That was beautiful baby girl." Hiram says emotional, with his hand on his chest.
"Thanks dad, daddy. Okay… let's go! I'm starving!"
"I want to see some celebrities. So, you better get some to me."
"I'm not enough for you dad?"
"Of course not!" They say at the same time.
Rachel laughs loosely. She Just loves her dads.
"Hi Mr. Berry, it's me, Quinn. Sorry the inconvenient, but can you open the door for me? And please don't wake Rachel up okay?"
"Mmm… okay…" Hiram says with a sleepy voice.
Quinn hangs up the phone and waits a few minutes. Then Hiram appears.
"Hi Quinn… it's something wrong?"
"No… it's just that, it's Rachel's birthday and I was so eager I couldn't sleep. Sorry I woke you up." She says sweetly.
"Okay… come in. Rachel is already sleeping." He invites her over as he yawns.
"Thanks."
She follows him inside. And then they get upstairs.
"I'm going to… this is my room." He gestures toward his and Leroy's temporary bedroom.
Brilliant Fabray… He probably thinks you're crazy…
"Yes sure… well good night. I guess…"
"Good night Quinn."
Yep… he definitely thinks I'm crazy…
After she leaves her, Quinn goes to Rachel's bedroom and when she gets there, she finds Rachel snoring.
The blonde girl smiles. She has missed that.
Maybe I'm crazy…
Rachel is snoring and I think she is cute…
it's alright if I wake her up?
Okay I think that was a terrible idea…
what I was thinking?
I'm leaving… that's embarrassing…
Quinn starts walking backwards, so she didn't notice a tiny thing on the floor. She tried to avoid the cat but it was too late, she trips and then she falls to the ground. Rachel wakes up because of the noise.
"Quinn?"
Oh crap!
"Are you okay? Did you fall?" Rachel lights up the table lamp.
"Yeah… since when you have a cat?" Quinn stands and goes to the bed with the cat in her hand. It's a baby cat.
"Since me, dad and daddy bought it… isn't it cute?" Rachel takes the cat.
"Yeah… I think I almost killed it or it almost killed me."
Rachel smiles at the blonde.
"What are you doing here?"
"You really don't know?"
"I think I have a clue."
"Well… Happy birthday!" Quinn gives her an envelope.
"You…"
"I'm sorry to wake you up. I was very eager to give you this."
"I did the same thing right?"
"You had a reason; you lived with me. I had to wake your daddy up. He probably thinks I'm crazy…"
"He doesn't… I think. I told you to take the alarm code."
Rachel states as Quinn shrugs.
"You will open it?"
"Yes I will… you know you didn't have to…"
"Open it Berry!"
"Okay." Rachel giggles.
Rachel opens the envelope; inside, it has a card with date and time.
"What… is it a… is it a tattoo shop card?"
"Yes it is…" Quinn smiles happily.
Rachel looks confused.
"You really don't have to do anything, but remember when we were in New York and you said you wanted to do something you never had done? So I think you can get a tattoo. You can do a small one, anyway, you still can do the kiss thing, but I did a research and don't think it will rain. I'm rambling…"
"I noticed…" Rachel smiles amused.
"What do you think?" Quinn looks concerned.
"Well… I'm kind of a rock star. I think I need a tattoo. That's something I've never done. Actually, I think teenager Rachel would be shocked."
Quinn laughs lighthearted.
"So… will you do it?"
Rachel pretends to be thinking as Quinn nibbles her bottom lip apprehensively.
"Yes!"
Rachel throws herself into Quinn's arms.
"Thank you… that's amazing. Although, I still want to be kissed in the rain."
Rachel says dreamy as Quinn blushes a little.
"You will be there right? With me?"
"That's my intention."
"Now… I think we should sleep. Don't you think?"
Pensive, Quinn draws her lips into her mouth.
"What?"
"I bought something for you. I should probably wait but… well… here…"
The actress gives Rachel the box she was keeping in her jacket pocket.
"Quinn…"
Delighted, Rachel opens the box.
"Actually I ordered it. It's exactly as mine… but the charm is…"
"The Star of David…" Rachel completes. "I loved it…"
"You still are Jewish right?"
"Quinn Fabray! You came from a very conservative family and you changed a lot… I couldn't be sure!"
"You mean because of my sexuality. So I can't be a Christian."
"Not what I meant…" Rachel sighs dramatically.
"I think I will definitively disappoint the Fabray family."
"What you mean?"
"Okay… It's not that I don't like guys. I do… I could marry a guy someday…"
Yeah, right…
"But lately, I'm more into girls. The last time I…"
Quinn clears her throat.
"The last time I had sex with a man, well I think it was more than a year ago. So I think there is a big possibility that I end up with a girl, since I'm dating girls more often than guys."
"So you're gay?"
"Well… as I said I liked the man I dated… but…"
"You more into Girls…"
"Lately? Yes…"
"When did you… when did you find out?" She gestures her hand in the air. "Was it with… Santana?"
"No, I should have realized then but no. I was still pretty much in denial. I thought I was just trying new things. And I was drunk. Yeah I know; I do that a lot, apparently."
Rachel giggles.
"Mmm… so it was with Lisa then?"
"Maybe, well that was when I told you guys, but I had a few dates before Lisa that I didn't tell you."
"Why not?"
"I was just trying to figure some things out. After Lisa, I kind of had a clue. But then me and Puck got back together and I went to L.A to live with him, We didn't work though and I decided to let my past behind me and finally be myself… completely... and you?"
"What about me?"
"When did you find out?"
"I always was I little bit attracted to girls."
Like a certain blonde cheerleader…
okay I'm officially forbidden to think… no thinking…
you are not allowed Rachel…
"But I never really thought about it. You know me. I was so obsessed with the boys I dated, Jesse, Finn, Brody, Finn again…" She giggles. "But differently of you, after my first time with a girl I knew it. I knew I was bi. I'm more into boys though. I never had a girlfriend like you did. I had only one night stands."
"Who would've imagined. Rachel Berry having one-night stands."
"I think I've changed a lot."
"Rachel can I say something?" Quinn asks in a serious tone.
"Sure…"
Quinn sighs thoughtful.
"I want you to be happy…"
"I want you to be happy too…"
"Don't do that…"
"What?"
"Jump from relationship to relationship, one night stands. If there is one person that I know will find a happy ending and will find the right person is you. You will and you deserve it. So, don't rush okay?"
"Okay." Rachel nods. "Can you put it on me?"
"Sure." Quinn puts the bracelet on Rachel's wrist. "There…"
"Let's sleep."
"Can I borrow something to wear?"
"Mmmhmm…"
After Quinn changes in the bathroom, she starts leaving Rachel's bedroom.
"Good night Rach."She says sweetly.
"Where are you going?"
"To the guestroom?"
"Yeah right… come on." Rachel taps the spot beside her, Quinn blushes a little but goes toward the bed.
"Night… sweet dreams." The blondes says.
Only if I dream about you…
Could you be any more inappropriate…
yeah… I suppose I could say that out loud…
haha very funny… I said no thinking…
Rachel sighs.
"Night…" She replies to Quinn and then she settles on her bed, falling asleep right away.
When she finally wakes up, the bedroom is already fully illuminated by daylight. To her surprise, Quinn is on top of her in a very possessive way. Like a very possessive way.
Rachel tries to move but Quinn is very strong, she sighs and smiles, then she feels the blonde's body moving as Quinn's nose gets more close to Rachel's neck.
Did she just sniff my neck?
When Quinn opens her eyes she realizes what she has just done and the blonde moves away quickly.
"Sorry Rach… so sorry. Sometimes I'm very possessive when I'm sleeping."
"No, it's okay. I've always liked to be cuddled while I sleep."
"Okay." Quinn nods, though she is a little bit embarrassed.
"So… Let's go. I'm sure my dads are already making breakfast."
When they get in the kitchen, Rachel's Dads are preparing breakfast indeed.
"Happy birthday baby girl!" Their dads say at the same time.
"Again." Rachel teases.
"Yeah again" Hiram gets close to her. "And I'll do it again..." He kisses her cheek. "And again…" He kisses again. "And again. Until the day is over."
Rachel giggles happily.
"And you say that me and Rachel are melodramatic." Leroy teases his husband.
"Well, I'm sorry. I just want to celebrate the fact that twenty five years ago I was having the best day of my life."
"I wasn't the first then." Quinn questions, she is not disappointed though.
"You weren't. Dad and daddy always do it at midnight. They always competed until we agreed that the two would do it simultaneously at midnight."
"I know the feeling, although, mom knows me very well to disturb my sleep."
"Quinn doesn't react very well when she is awaked." Rachel explains to her fathers. "Although, you didn't complain when I did it in your birthday."
"It was a special occasion and a special person." Quinn informs casually as Rachel blushes.
Leroy and Hiram exchanged meaningful glances quite quickly, the two girls didn't notice.
"Are you girls hungry?" Leroy asks.
"Yes!"
"Pretty much." Quinn admits.
And then Rachel's phone goes off.
"Rachel honey, no phones when we're eating remember?"
"I know that Dad, but it's my birthday, people will call me."
"Just because it's your birthday." Leroy conceals.
Rachel looks to the screen and smiles.
"Finn!"
Quinn choked on her saliva.
"Are you okay sweetie?" Hiram pats her on the back.
She coughs a little more.
"Hold on a second Finn." Rachel puts the phone on her shoulder. "Are you okay Quinn?"
"Yeah I'm fine. I just choked."
"I'm back." Rachel gets back to her phone.
"Wow… I've missed your voice."
"Just my voice?"
Finn giggles.
"Well no… listen… Is it okay that I called you?"
"Of course Finn."
"Alright… Happy birthday then."
"Thank you!" She beams.
"And congrats for the Tony. I sent you a message. I couldn't talk to you."
"I got it. I'm sorry, I should have called you. I got a little busy…"
So you are a liar now?
You completely forgot about Finn in the moment you read…
Oh yeah we aren't allowed to think about it…
Finn continues."I know… but hey… we're talking now…"
"Yes we are… how are you by the way?"
"I'm fine… Burt and Carole are saying hi."
"Say hi to them too."
"Listen… Kurt is coming to the holidays. So I was thinking. Are you coming?"
"I still don't know. My dads are here."
"Yes I know… well, I'll leave you now. I really wish you have a great day Rach… I-I… I love you."
"Okay… thank you. I love you too Finn."
Quinn fidgets impatiently on her chair and again Rachel's dads observe her attentively.
"Bye…"
It's not a lie right? I really love Finn…
Rachel hangs up the phone thoughtful.
"So… where were we? Oh yeah! Food."
She smiles at Quinn and the blonde gives her a half smile.
"Dads, where do you guys want to spend Christmas and… well Hanukkah?"
"Wherever you want baby girl." Hiram says.
"I think we can go home."
"That will be great…"
"Ouch!"
"Come on Rachel… it's just a tiny one."
"Yeah… but it still hurts Santana."
"Whatever… a star? Really?"
"You should know that stars are kind of my thing."
"We know Rach…" Quinn says smiling.
"I think I want to make one san."
"Are you sure B?"
Brittany informs casually as they are at a tattoo studio.
"Not now though." She explains.
Rachel got a tiny star on her right wrist.
"So… Can we go now?"
"Yes Santana!" Quinn and Rachel say at the same time.
"Let's go to this lame dinner and then to the real party."
"I thought we wouldn't have any wild parties."
Rachel points out teasingly.
"Come on Berry… it's you twenty five birthday! Q took care of your lame party with your dads, but me and B… well… you will see…"
"A strip club?!"
"Don't be such a prude…"
"Prude? Santana the media will be…"
"Don't worry me and B and Puck…" Santana cuts her off.
"Of course…" Quinn grumbles.
"We took care of it." Santana just ignores her best friend. "It's closed, just guests and there will be male dances too because Mercedes and lady Hummel complained about the stripers."
The glee club kids present: Mercedes, Puck, Sam, Kurt, Blaine, Tina, Mike and the unholy trinity. One by one they come. Just like some Rachel's friends from Broadway and Claire and Brody…
"Kurt!"
"Rach! Happy birthday!"
"I'm so happy you came."
Rachel shouts happily as she hugs her best friend.
"I told you I would come."
"I know… I'm so happy anyway."
"What Brody is doing here?"
Kurt asks as Brody is getting inside the place.
"What!" Rachel turns to see him.
With a grin on his face, Brody comes close to her. He didn't notice Quinn's glare.
"Brody? What are you doing here?"
"Ouch!"
He mocks as he places his hands on her chest. She arches her eyebrow, annoyed.
"Jeff. He told me about your birthday."
"Of course…" She rolls her eyes.
"I'm very sad… you invited everyone,"
"Actually I didn't…" She cuts him off. "Santana organized everything… so…"
"Rach…"
"I'm really not into this right now Brody. It's my birthday so… you can stay and have fun… Whatever, I don't care."
"You're still…"
"Rach?" Quinn interrupts him. "Everything okay?" She places one hand on Rachel's shoulder.
"Yes… Brody was just wishing me happy birthday." Rachel says, glaring at the blue eyed man.
"Yeah… happy birthday…"
He sighs in frustration and kisses her cheek.
"Come on. San and B are waiting."
Quinn grabs her waist and leads her to the other girls, facing Brody fiercely as she starts walking away.
Moments later, the alcohol starts taking control. There isn't any more inhibition. Santana is giving them a pole dancing performance while Brittany throws money on her. Sam starts doing a striptease and Puck enjoys a lap dance.
"Rachel, Rachel!"
"Hi B… did I tell you're beautiful tonight?"
Brittany laughs tipsy.
"We need to do our number… Let's go!"
"What?"
"Let's show them a little bit of the glee's Best singer and best dancer…"
"Okay…" Rachel nods drunk as Brittany takes her to the stage.
"Attention everyone! Rachel and I will show you who runs this shit!"
"I couldn't agree more…"
Brittany nods to the DJ.
"Hit it!" Rachel yells.
Bring the action
When you hear this in the club
You gotta turn the sh-t-up
You gotta turn the sh-t-up
You gotta turn the sh-t-up
When we up in the club
All eyes on us
All eyes on us
All eyes on us
See the boys in the club
They're watching us
They're watching us
They're watching us
Everybody in the club
All eyes on us
All eyes on us
All eyes on us
Brittany starts doing her dance moves around Rachel.
I wanna scream and shout
And let it all out
And scream and shout
And let it out
"Did Rachel just check out my girlfriend ass?" Santana asks to Quinn.
"I think so…" Quinn answers, her eyes glazed over the stage.
We saying, oh we oh we oh we oh
We saying, oh we oh we oh we oh
I wanna scream and shout
And let it all out
And scream and shout
And let it out
"Are you okay Q?"
"Yeah… I can't believe they are doing this to us."
"To us? You mean me. They're doing it to provoke me, because I'm Brittany's girlfriend."
"Yeah, of course… I meant you. You don't care?"
"Why should I?" Santana smirks. "They're singing and dancing Q… no big deal."
We saying, oh we oh we oh we oh
You are now, now rocking with
RB and Britanny, bitch!
Bring the action
Rock and roll, everybody let's lose control
All the bottom we let it go
Going fast, we aint going slow, low, low
Rachel starts laughing but she keeps singing. She used to say she couldn't sing this kind of music.
Hear the beat, now let's hit the floor
Drink it up, and then drink some more
Light it up, and let's let it blow, blow, blow
Hey yo, rock it out, rock it now
If you know what we talking 'bout
Turn it up, and burn down the house, ho-hou...
Hey yo, turn it up, and don't turn it down
Here we go, we gon shake the ground
Cause everywhere that
we going bring the action
She sings her part very well for someone who is drunk and without rehearsal.
"Are you sure you okay Q?" Santana looks at Quinn. The blonde doesn't take her eyes away from the stage. "You're red… and… careful… you will bre-"
Before Santana finishes her sentence, the glass in Quinn's hand breaks.
We saying, oh we oh we oh we oh
you are now, now rocking with
RB and Brittany, bitch!
Everybody cheers.
"It's Britchel Bitch!" Brittany screams.
After they thank the audience playfully, the dancer and the singer go toward Quinn and Santana.
"Oh my God! Quinn! You're bleeding!" Rachel shouts concerned as she notices Quinn's cut right away.
"It's just a little cut." Quinn waves her off.
"What happened? You guys didn't fight did you?" Rachel frowns upset.
"No… of course not." Quinn informs.
"Sure… blame Santana." Santana raises her hand. "Quinn just got too excited with your performance." She teases.
Santana and Brittany smirk to each other, but Quinn looks at her with the head bitch glare. Santana ignores her completely though.
"The Grammy for Best New Artist goes to… Rachel Berry!"
"Mother Fucker!"
Santana yells, she is sitting on her living room's couch, watching the Grammys with her girlfriend.
"San!"
"Sorry baby."
"I'm so happy for her." Brittany beams.
"Yeah…" Santana smiles. "But no kissing."
"You made a bet baby. You can't go back."
"Why are you this much into this kiss thing?"
"Okay… I have to tell you something. Don't be mad."
"Okay…" Santana nods as she looks at her girlfriend attentively.
Meanwhile, Rachel goes toward the stage to get her award.
"Well… Rachel and I, We made a deal. We were dancing; remember that day in New York when she won her tony?"
"The day we made the bet?"
"yeah… well…she asked me if I was jealous of you and Quinn, you know… you guys are pretty close and I said no, because we were always like that. We fight but we were always friends, like the three musketeers and she told me: That was before Brittany, I'm talking about after, you know they slept together. Then I said: but that was ages ago and she said: but you didn't get jealous? Then I said yes and then she proposed revenge. I guess that's why she did the bet."
"Wow! First of all…"
Rachel starts her speech.
"I wonder when she'll get over it." Santana muses.
"When she fucks Quinn."
"Maybe… I don't want her to kiss you B."
Santana pouts as Brittany gets close to her girlfriend and kisses her.
"I know you did it to mess with Quinn okay? I know you, but you can't go back."
"I know, but it will drive me crazy."
"My Dads, I love you dad, I love you daddy and my friends… Quinn, Kurt… Blaine, Tina, mom… hi Beth…" Rachel waves to the camera."I love you all!"
"You? What about Quinn?" Brittany points out mischievously.
"Uh…yeah… Brace yourselves…" Santana smirks.
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"Well, and absolutely, I want to thank my fellows from glee club they supported me when I was taking my first steps, Finn, Mike, Puck, Artie, Mercedes here." She points to Mercedes, sitting in the audience. "I love you all and of course: hey San and Britt I know you're watching. So, are you ready B?"
She teases, eyes shining with mirth.
"Thank you everybody!"
She leaves the stage.
I did it!
Brichel song: Scream & Shout willi am ft. Britney Spears