"Juno, my girl, I gots a favour to ask of you"

The afore mentioned blonde merely rolled her eyes at the reference to her pregnancy over a year previous, Santana and Quinn's banter was difficult for outsiders to decipher but it was how their friendship worked.

They'd always got each other's backs but one wrong move and both had their claws ready and would smack the other down like the hand of God if necessary.

Of course, that's where Brittany was mediator. The three were a perfectly unique trio.

Quinn shut her locker and started walking down the hall, "and what can I do for you?"

"Now Q, you know me I'm not usually one for charity cases but B is being absolutely insistent upon this"

"And you can't refuse cause' you're so completely and utterly whipped" Quinn grinned knowingly.

"Yeah yeah, you done? Thought so" "For now, continue"

The girls entered their English Lit class and took their seats next to each other as they always did and had since middle school.

"As you know, our Britt is very different to yours truly" Santana pointed out and Quinn sniggered.

"You mean she's nice"

"One more Tubbers and I'll own you"

Both girls just grinned before the blonde motioned for the feisty Latina to continue.

"Long story short, B and Berry's birthdays fall on the same weekend so Britt wants a party for the two of them"

That's not so bad Quinn thought.

"So you need a favour of me because?" she asked with a quirked eyebrow.

"I was gonna see if we could hold it at your place, you know with your mom being gone and all, but that isn't really the favour part"

"So what is?" she again asked as she took a sip from her water bottle.

"Britt wants you to kiss the dwarf"

Quinn started choking as her water suddenly went down the wrong way and Santana patted her back until the blonde finished and looked back at her.

"Excuse me?" she croaked looking to Santana like she'd grown an extra head.

"B feels sorry for the midget after that, in her own words, 'gigantic stupidhead', broke her heart and you know how she hates thinking people are lonely, Q. And for whatever reason she actually likes Berry"

Quinn knew Brittany was sweet, hell she had the biggest heart of anyone she know, but what she was asking was crazy and a little wrong!

"Why me?" Quinn claimed rather dramatically as she threw her arms up, Santana rolled her eyes and pulled the girls arms down.

"Because Q, other than the freakish giant that I love to piss off, you and Berry are the only singletons in the club"

The blonde groaned because of how true the statement was, they really were the only two, minus Finn.

"Get Britt to choose someone outside the club then" Quinn shrugged her shoulders coolly, just to draw a loud snigger from Santana.

"Like that'll happen! Come on; just humour her for her birthday. There'll be a wild party taking place, the alcohol will be a'flowin' and no one will remember, heck most people probably won't even notice!"

"But I will! I can't get drunk after my wonderful journey from daddy's angel to knocked up teenager, I won't"

"What's the big deal? It's one kiss and I know that you have no problem kissing the ladies as you've demonstrated with B and I many a time. Keep fightin' this so hard and I'm going to have to assume that you have a crush on the argyle worshipper" Santana smirked, Quinn made a frustrated sound and just knew she'd been cornered.

Her frustration was taken as defeat,something her friend took great delight in.

Like she had a crush on Berry though, pfft. Yeah, right..

"Glad you're in, Q. Britt will be so happy she'll be spewing rainbows left right and centre. And don't worry, I'll make sure my girl makes Berry look almost hot for you"

The blonde couldn't help but chuckle at the almost, though she knew the Hispanic didn't have as much of a problem with the diva as she made out.

If she found her that unbearable she'd of easily convinced Brittany to change her mind, probably through sexual manipulation. Yep, those were her best friends.

Santana had a heart to match her reputation, big. Though she certainly wasn't hiding the amusement the kiss would bring her, of course at Quinn's expense.

"I'm sure it won't be that bad"

"Really?" Quinn questioned. "Why's that, S? Why won't it be bad that my best friends are pretty much blackmailing me into kissing Rachel Berry?"

"I don't care how sister Christian innocent..ish little straight girl you think you are, you've seen those lips. Those pouty pinks are most definitely clamp down on your cli-"

"I get it! I get it" Quinn loudly interrupted placing a hand firmly over her friend's potty mouth.

Santana just laughed and pushed her hand away.

"Lighten up chica. But be warned, if you enjoy it and end up making lady babies I'm totally calling you FabGAY"

"I hate you" the blonde groaned as she put her head on her desk.

"Love you too, bitch"