A Collection of Glee Oneshots 5

Troubletones (Quinn/Santana)

"Hey, Tubbers, so Britt and I were talking about the annual Unholy Trinity sleepover, and we were thinking this Friday night." Santana explained. "Friday night is date night, but we're willing to give it up this week, if you're free."

Quinn ignored Santana.

"Hellllooooo." Santana muttered.

Quinn continued ignoring Santana as she went through her locker.

"What's your problem?" Santana wondered. "Puckerman stop putting out?"

"Leave me alone." Quinn commanded, closing her locker and walking away.

"Hey." Santana said, grabbing Quinn.

"Don't touch me." Quinn hissed as she pulled away.

"Then explain why you're giving me the silent treatment." Santana ordered. "Or at least trying to."

"I don't talk to traitors." Quinn answered.

Santana furrowed her eyebrows. "What?"

"You joined the Troubletones." Quinn noted.

"It's not only Rachel Berry's senior year." Santana replied. "We all want a chance to shine."

"You could've told me you were quitting New Directions." Quinn said.

Santana shook her head. "I knew you wouldn't get it."

"I've been in that choir room just as long as you." Quinn reminded Santana. "I've had to watch Rachel Berry sing duets and love songs with my boyfriends, and I've had less solos than Tina, but I'm still here."

"And why is that?" Santana smirked as she folded her arms. "Because Miss C won't take your crazy ass."

"You have no loyalty." Quinn shook her head. "You've spent the past three years tearing down all of us, all of your friends, and you walk around like you're some victim."

"A victim?" Santana repeated. "That's rich coming from you."

"What's that supposed to mean?" Quinn demanded.

"Nobody cares that you had a baby, nobody cares that your daddy doesn't love you and kicked you out, nobody cares that Sam and Finn both dumped you." Santana told Quinn. "That stuff was your fault."

"You're a horrible friend!" Quinn yelled. "And if Brittany wasn't so stupid, you'd be alone because no one wants to be with someone like you."

"What the hell is going on?" Puck asked as he walked over to the girls.

"Santana joined the Troubletones." Quinn informed Puck. "Which I'm sure you knew about already."

"I didn't." Puck said, looking at Santana.

"Right, well, I have to go." Quinn muttered.

"Quinn, wait, I really need to talk to you." Puck told her.

"I'm not interested."

-

Quinn walked over to Santana with a fake smile on her face. "Hey, I've been thinking. Maybe we should have the sleepover on Friday. It's a tradition, and we shouldn't break it until I go off to college."

"It'll be broken anyway so what's the point?" Santana questioned Quinn.

"One last time." Quinn shrugged.

Santana furrowed her eyebrow.

Quinn looked at Santana with a smug look on her face. "How's your glee club going?"

"Why are you asking me that?" Santana questioned Quinn.

"Oh, no reason." Quinn said. "Except for the fact that you'll be disqualified from sectionals as soon as I get Shelby Corcoran fired."

Santana looked at Quinn.

"At least Mr. Schue will take you back when we win." Quinn added.

"And how do you plan on getting Shelby fired?" Santana wondered.

"By telling the truth." Quinn nodded. "She slept with a student."

Santana looked at Quinn.

"I mean, I know Puck's eighteen so it's legal, but it's still inappropriate and disgusting, don't you think?"