I don't own Glee.

"Due to the shocking intolerance of one Mr. Will Shuester, Mr. Figgins has cut our dry cleaning budget," Sue paced behind her desk as Brittany, Santana, and Quinn sat in front of it. Quinn looked around the office, wondering why she was even there when she'd been kicked off the squad.

"So," Sue resumed her ranting, "Unless you want to start doing the squad's laundry, I suggest you orchestrate the greatest date auction this school as ever seen."

"Date auction?" Quinn asked, "Isn't that like prostitution? And why am I even here?"

Sue planted her hands firmly on her desk and leaned forward, "Because if you do this," she pointed to Quinn's stomach, "After you have that child, you'll be back on the team."

Santana's mouth dropped open. She was about to protest when Sue resumed talking. "Don't worry Santana, you'll still be captain. Unless you let our teenage mommy out handspring you."

Quinn was quietly mulling it over in her head before asking, "Why do you need my help?"

"Because regardless of how knocked up you are there seem to be at least two boys in this school two are willing to fight over you," Sue stated then motioned between Brittany and Santana, "And although these two will bring in the big bucks, we need all we can get."

The blonde furrowed her eyebrows in thought. Every slushy facial she'd ever gotten, every sneer, and every whisper behind her back now crowded her brain. If she were a Cheerio again all of that would stop. But she wasn't entirely sure she wanted to be a Cheerio again anyway. This way she at least had the option and got to hang out with the girls on the team that she missed. "Deal."

Santana was seething in her seat when she felt delicate fingers slowly rub a circle on the small of her back. She knew who was doing it and immediately started to calm down. Brittany had the uncanny ability to sense when she was about to get angry and could calm her down with the simplest touch.

They set the date for the auction in a week. They were expected to look perfect, flirt with everyone, and get as many people to come as possible.

Finally the auction came around and the auditorium was filled with all of the schools male population as well as a few groups of girls.

Santana smoothed out her sleek black dress. She thought this was stupid, but it was better than doing the squad's laundry. Brittany didn't seem to mind. She stood next to Santana in a long blue evening gown, checking her makeup. Santana gave her a sideways glance. She'd been doing that all night because Brittany was absolutely stunning all dressed up. Her hair fell in soft curls over her shoulders and her eyes stood out against her pale skin, accentuated by the color of her dress. Although it would never happen in a million years, Santana hoped that no one would buy a date with Brittany. She was jealous when it came to her best friend and her explanations of that phenomenon were beginning to run out.

"Hello McKinley High!" Sue called into the microphone. Santana knew it was almost time. She slid on her heels and looked at Brittany who was now looking at her.

Santana smiled slightly, "Ready?"

Brittany frowned, "I lost my lip gloss."

The brunette thought of a simple, easy, and delicious solution to that problem. After checking around them to make sure none of the other girls had fallen out of their own worlds to look at them, she softly but quickly kissed Brittany.

When she pulled away Brittany smiled as the transfer and the process. Santana always seemed to make things more fun than they usually were.

"Now guys get out your wallets," Sue's voice echoed backstage, "First up in the head of the McKinley High Cheerios, Santana Lopez!"

With one last smile at Brittany, Santana took a deep breath and stepped out onto the stage. There was thunderous applause and lots of hollering from some football players in the back. She smiled and surveyed her audience. Between glee and cheerleading, she could get used to this kind of applause.

"Fifty bucks!" a guy in the back yelled.

She tried to see who it was, but the lights shining on her only gave her a clear view of the front few rows. Instead she just flipped her hair and let out a dazzling smile.

"One hundred!"

Santana's eyes went down to the first row where Puck was waving two fifties in the air. She would be damned if Puck bought a date with her. She turned sideways and bent her knee so that her thigh slid out a bit.

That sent the room into a frenzy. She grinned at Puck who just shot a lazy smirk at her. She knew he'd save his money for a cheerleader that was lower on the totem pole that he could charm his way into her pants after the date.

"One twenty-five!"

"One seventy-five!"

"Two hundred and two!"

The bidding got up to four hundred and seventy-two dollars before one of the guys couldn't keep up. The other one, a complete nerd, thrust his fists up in the air in victory. He had a date with a cheerleader. Not just any cheerleader, but the head one.

Santana looked at her coach who looked back with an approving smirk. Santana smiled proudly and strutted off of the stage, her head held high. No one could top that. Except maybe Brittany, which she wouldn't mind.

Next up was Quinn. She was in a cute, flowery sundress that made her baby bump seem non-existent. The bidding started low, but slowly got higher. Until the only two people that were bidding were hockey players. Quinn really, really didn't want to go to either one of them. Finally one of them gave up.

Sue said, "Two hundred and thirty-five going once! Going twice! -"

Before sold came out of her mouth a girl's voice cut through the air, "Two fifty."

All eyes landed on Rachel Berry who was standing near the side exit. Quinn's eyes widened in complete disbelief. There could be a millions motives behind what the songstress was doing but she was just thankful that Rachel rescued her from the hockey players. She didn't care what she had to do for Rachel. She was just glad that she wouldn't have to get groped by the hockey guys and their large, clumsy hands.

Sue wasn't really sure what to do so she just paused before saying, "Sold…I guess."

Quinn smiled in the direction Rachel's voice came from because the lights were blinding her before she went backstage.

"Did I hear right?" Santana asked as she leaned on the chair next to Brittany. "Did Rachel Berry just buy a date with you?"

"She saved me from a date with a disgusting hockey player," Quinn stated and went to a table in the back to get her purse. She had a date to get to.

Santana didn't mind making her date wait. There was a door they were led to after they paid up where their cheerleader would come out of. Quinn glanced at the door, but was interested to see who a date with Brittany went to.

"Have fun with Man Hands," Santana quipped before Brittany heard her name called. She gracefully walked out, onto the stage to the same roaring applause Santana got.

Santana and Quinn walked to the side of the stage so they could see what was going on.

"You're just mad that you can't buy a date with Brittany," Quinn whispered to Santana.

The Latina frowned, although she was starting to think Quinn was right. Her jealousy didn't help the argument that she was happy just being Brittany's best friend.

The jealous was only fed by the numbers being thrown at by a few of the guys in the crowd. Santana recognized one of the guys as Mike Chang. She frowned when she saw him count his money and call out "Three hundred and ninety-six."

Sue scanned the crowd, "Sold to the Asian kid up front."

Mike smiled and high-fived one of his friends, while Santana fumed. There was no way in hell she was going to let that date happen. She knew Mike had a thing for Brittany since they joined glee and she knew he was going to be sweet and charming on the date. Millions of thoughts swarmed her head as she thought of how she could ruin that date.

Quinn saw the wheels turning in Santana's head. She felt sorry for Mike. He had no idea what was coming. "Maybe you should just tell Brittany how you feel and not scar Mike for life."

Santana just rolled her eyes and grabbed her purse on her way out the door. She took off down the hall toward the parking lot with her date on her heels.

"Where would you like to go?" he asked nervously.

"I'm rescheduling," Santana stated, "Tuesday night at eight. I'll meet you here."

The guy stopped and watched Santana walk off with a grin from ear to ear. He had a date with Santana Lopez and that was all that mattered. She could reschedule everyday for the rest of eternity, but he'd always have a date with her to look forward to.

After Brittany got off of the stage, she looked around before a frown took residence on her face. Quinn held up Brittany's purse for her and slung her own over her shoulder, "Santana left already. I'm sure you'll see her later."

"Thanks," Brittany smiled her bubbly smile that brightened the world just a little more every time she did it.

Quinn smiled, "C'mon. I think we have some dates to get to."

Brittany nodded and followed Quinn to the back door.

Santana was fumbling with the zipper on her jeans as she changed in her car. She was glad she kept an extra set of clothes in her car and that Brittany had a tendency to leave some clothes behind in the backseat.

She ducked down a little when she saw Brittany and Mike walk out together. She muttered, "Asshole," when he opened the door of his car for her. She smiled sweetly and got in, oblivious to Santana's presence.

"So," Quinn smiled when she saw Rachel, "Where are we going?"

Rachel looked shocked that Quinn was talking to her, much less being nice. "Um…we don't have to go anywhere. I can just take you home if you want. I just didn't want you to have to suffer through a date with those hockey players. I could see you were uncomfortable."

Quinn started walking toward the exit. They got to the doors just in time to see Santana peel out of the parking lot, seemingly in hot pursuit. "No, you bought this date. You went through with your side of the agreement. I'll go through with mine."

"If you're sure," Rachel nervously added as they walked to the parking lot.

"Positive," Quinn smiled.