Wilderness Trail
"I really don't think this is a good idea. I don't do nature." Santana complains she can't believe that Mr. Shue is suggesting that they all go camping. As if she is going to waste a weekend that Britts parents and sister will be gone to go camping with a bunch of losers instead of being alone with Brittany.
"Alright thank you Santana," Mr. Shue dryly says giving her a fake smile that he only ever uses on her.
"Mr. Shue I think it's a great idea and Finn and I are in." Rachel says jumping up grabbing a piece of paper and pen, starting to write a list of everything they will need.
"Ugh?" Finn asks coming out of his daze at hearing name.
"Camping, man. We're all going camping." Puck says waving around the room.
"Not all of us are going cause I refuse." Santana says folding her arms and sitting down next to Brittany.
"Please, San." Brittany whines.
"No B, I hate nature and it hates me." Santana turns away from her. If she can't see her then she won't give in.
"Please,"
"No,"
"Please,"
"Oh just give in Santana we all know how whipped you are. You'll give in sooner or later so you might as well save us all time and just agree already." Quinn laughs at her making a whipping motion.
"Fuck you Fabray." Santana snarls.
"Santana language," scolds Mr. Shue.
Determined not to give in and give everyone the satisfaction of seeing how whipped she is. She shakes her head.
"Please," pouts Brittany practically crying.
Santana sighs, she can't stand to hear or see Brittany sad. "Fine, I'm bringing an eight person tent." Everyone smiles now all they have to do is get another tent. "For me-" their faces dropped "and Britt." Most everyone except for Puck makes gagging noises and has looks of terror on their faces.
"Actually you two can't sleep together." Mr. Shue interjects calming down everyone that they won't have hear the two Cheerios go at it.
"Why the hell not?" Santana angrily shouts jumping up.
"Because we can't let a couple sleep together." Ms. Pillsberry squeaks from the doorway were she is standing.
"This is bullshit! We've been rooming and SLEEPING together since freshman year and no one cared." Santana shouts now only being held back by Brittany.
"I cared." Quinn stands up to face Santana. "I've had to room and hear the two of you since freshman year and frankly I'm glad that someone is finally putting a stop to it."
Santana is about to say something when Brittany burst into tears. Turning around the Latina engulfed her girl in a huge hug as the dancer sobs, "I-wa-nt-San-tan-a," crying into her girlfriend shoulder.
It breaks everyone's heart to see Brittany crying not even coach Sylvester can stand to see her cry. See no one says no to her cause no one wants to make her cry. It is like watching someone stab a puppy.
"I guess you two can share a tent just no funny business." Mr. Shue folds looking at Ms. Pillsberry who nods in agreement along with everyone else.
"Cool," exclaims Brittany grabbing Santana's hand and skipping to the door. "What time are we leaving?"
"Meet here with camping gear tomorrow at seven." Mr. Shue says.
Santana smirks as Brittany pulls her down the hall. Because of Brittany's "crying" at least she'll get to sleep with her. So her weekend won't suck half as bad.
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Kurt and Blaine have called to see if Santana has an extra tent. Then Mercedes calls to ask what kind of food they are bringing. By the time Puck texts to say he is stopping by to ask some questions everyone in the glee club is at her house.
If it weren't for Brittany, Santana would have kicked everyone out, but of course as everyone points out she is whipped and thus they are all in her house.
"Wow, Santana, I thought you lived in Lima Heights Adjacent. This place is nice." Rachel says as Santana leads everyone into the garage.
Brittany giggles and Santana rolls her eyes. "I lived there until I was ten and my dad got promoted to head surgeon and my mom made partner at her law firm. They decided to move to the nicer part of town though most of my family still lives in Lima Heights."
"I never knew that." Rachel says as Kurt, Blaine, Sam, Finn, Mercedes, Artie, Mike, Tina, Rory and Sugar all nods.
Quinn and Puck laughs, they both have known Santana long enough to know that she is too high maintenance for Lima Heights.
"Okay, what do we need?" Santana asks wondering how she managed to get in these situations.
"Tents!" Kurt says looking over Rachel's shoulder at her list.
Santana points them out to Brittany who easily pulls the four tents down. Carrying them over to Santana's SUV and throwing them in the trunk.
"Tarps in case it rains." Mike suggests which earns him a smile from Santana who pulls out eight handing them to Brittany.
"Obviously sleeping bags and such other stuff we all will be bringing ourselves." Rachel mumbles to herself.
Brittany throws two sleeping bags and an air mattress into the car.
"What about cooking utensils, coolers, and other such stuff." Mercedes asks.
"All taken care of." Brittany smiles lifting three huge boxes into the car.
"Um Santana I hate to ask, but didn't you say you hate nature so why do you have so much camping stuff?" Tina asks frowning.
"My family and Britt don't share my distain for nature." Santana crosses her arms glaring at Brittany like this is all her fault. Which it is. "Okay now everyone leave I needs to enjoy my bed for one more night before I'm forced to sleep on the ground for two nights." Santana begins herding them out.
"What about food?" Finn asks eyes wide.
"Your problem not mine. I'm supplying the tents." Santana says slamming the door. "Come on Britt you owe me and I plan on collecting right now." she smirks as Brittany smiles following her upstairs.
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Brittany is excited to be headed out to their campsite. She has to stop herself from jumping up and down cause Santana is sleeping on her shoulder. Quinn and Puck had sternly told her not to move, no one wants to deal with grumpy Santana.
She decides to watch Santana sleep so she doesn't wake her. It is the only time that the Latina is completely at peace when people are around. The dancer enjoys seeing her girl so much at peace. It doesn't last long cause they arrive.
"Okay we need to decide who is sleeping where." Mr. Shue says after they unload everything from the bus.
"Well that might hard as all of us girl agreed that Brittany and Santana should have their own tent and they're using the eight person and the other three tents are four person tents. That works fine for the boys, but there are five girls." Rachel explains.
"Well then one girl will have to sleep with in the same tent with them." Mr. Shue says as all the girls look wide eyed at him.
They argue with each other over who will be sleeping with the two Cheerios as everyone sets up the tents. Eventually Quinn loses a game of rock, paper, scissors and is forced to sleep with them.
Much to everyone's, but Santana surprise Brittany sets up their tent in under three minutes way faster than anyone else. She also sets up and starts a fire to cook lunch. In fact it is Brittany and Brittany alone that sets up the campsite.
"Whoa Britt who knew you'd be so good at all this camping stuff?" Kurt says as everyone joins her around the fire waiting for her to finish making lunch.
"Yeah well I use to camp a lot with my dad." Brittany smiles looking over at Santana who looks extremely grumpy.
"That's cool at least one of us can set up a camp site." Rachel says taking out a veggie burger for Brittany to cook.
"Hey, we could get it up." Finn and Puck complains.
Santana tries to snuffle a laugh. "Please, as much as I hate nature and don't want to be here even I know we'd be last without her."
"Aw thanks, babe." Brittany grabs Santana and passionately kisses her.
"Get a room," Quinn shoves Santana and she flips her off.
"No, this is the best show ever." Puck grins.
"Hell no, Fuckerman stop perving on my girl." Santana breaks away and stands up just as Mr. Shue and Ms. Pillsberry walk over.
"Santana language," Mr. Shue says as Brittany hands out hamburgers.
After they are done eating, Kurt and Blaine wash up and they all sit around the fire to decide what to do with the afternoon.
"What about a hike?" Ms. Pillsberry suggests looking at a broachers of hiking trails in the area.
"That sounds great." Mr. Shue gets up motioning everyone to follow him.
"I agree it's a good source of excise." Rachel digs up two water bottles for her and Finn. "I think we should do the five mile hike up to Spring Lake."
Ms. Pillsberry and Artie decide to stay back as Artie can't hike and someone has to stay.
Ten minutes into the hike they reach a fork in the trail everyone takes the right trail, but Brittany and Santana.
"Shh, hold up." Brittany holds Santana for a minute watching the rest of them go around a bend. "Come on San," she pulls the Latina up the left trail.
"Britt where in the world are you taking me?" Santana stops in the middle of the trail.
"Don't you trust me?" Brittany looks at her a little hurt.
"Of course I do babe, but I don't want to get lost. You know full well I hate nature and being lost would-" Brittany cuts her off by kissing her. Stepping back Santana looks shocked.
"You were babbling on like Rachel and I had to get you to shut up. I figured that since you didn't seem that thrilled about hiking I'd take you somewhere closer."
"Awe babe, I love you." Santana wraps her arms around Brittany. "Okay, lead me away." she climbs onto the dancer's back.
Walking down the trail twenty minutes later Brittany still is carrying Santana takes another fork and then two minutes later yet another. Brittany can feel that Santana is getting restless. She really does hate nature Brittany thinks chuckling to herself. Deciding to play a joke on her girlfriend she squeezes her butt causing Santana to squeal and tighten her grip around the dancer's neck.
"Britt god could you give me more of a warning otherwise I might accidently choke you and I'd never be able to live with myself." Santana grumbles while Brittany stops causing the Latina to slid off her back.
"Oh shut it, you know you love it." Brittany turns to face her.
"Of course I do." Santana leans in and kisses her. "So why did you stop?" she asks frowning her eyebrows.
"We've arrived, babe." Brittany giggles pulling her shirt off and kicking off her shoes and shorts. Leaving her in her blue lace underwear and bra.
"Um Britt, you know I'm normally down for getting our freak on, but unless you have blanket or something to lay down on we are not having sex on the disgusting ground." Santana states putting her foot down.
Brittany can't help, but giggle. She tries to stifle it she really does, but can't help it when Santana says funny things like this. Giving the Latina her please you'll do anything for me look, she pulls her around a couple bushes with her own clothes in her other hand.
"Oh baby, you're so smart. It is clean isn't it?" Santana says pausing with her shirt half off.
"Honey would I take you to a dirty stream." Brittany whispers in her ear pulling her shorts down and tarring the shirt off of her.
As soon as Santana gets her clothes and shoes off leaving her in only her red lace underwear and bra, Brittany leads her into the stream kissing her.
"Baby, I need you." Brittany whispers cupping her breast, squeezing her nipple causing Santana to moan.
"Fuck Britt, I'm so turned on right now." Santana moans following Brittany into the stream. She trusts her girl completely and is so memorizes by her, she doesn't know what is around her.
"Tell me how much you want me." Brittany orders pulling Santana closer to her moving her hand down the Latina's torso.
"Oh Fuck Britt! Quite being such a tease." Santana groans moving her hips into Brittany.
"Not until you tell me how much you want me." Brittany stops her hand hovering over her entrance.
"Fuck Britt! I want you so FUCKING bad right now." Santana shouts and with that Brittany plunges two fingers in and starts pumping. "Ugh...harder." she groans thrusting her hips.
Brittany smirks; she knows it drives the Latina wild when she takes control like this. Feeling the Latina tights around her fingers, she knows it won't be long before she goes over the edge. Knowing this caused her to pump faster until Santana goes over the edge her whole body shakes, luckily Brittany is keeping her head up. Once she comes down, the blonde removes her fingers.
Santana cuddles up next to her girl, wrapping her legs around the blonde's waist and her arms around her neck.
"That was FUCKING amazing, baby." Santana heaves still breathing heavy.
"Well sweetie I just wanted to thank you for coming. And to remind you that you're my bitch." Brittany laughs wadding down the stream to a big bolder.
"Am not," huffs Santana trying her best to scowl, but she can't cause she knows it is so true.
Brittany just laughs knowing full well that they both agree that Santana is totally her bitch. She will literally do anything to appease the blonde. Brittany knows that her denial about it is just to try and save face when others are around who all think Santana is the top. Do to this Brittany keeps quiet about it and Santana is eternally grateful for this.
They lay on the bolder for four hours before Brittany says they should be getting back to camp as people might get worried about them. Santana grunts not wanting to leave, but follows Brittany anyway.
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Mr. Shue and everyone has got back to the campsite at three fully expecting to see Brittany and Santana with Ms. Pillsberry and Artie. When they say they haven't been there everyone starts to go into panic mode.
"We need to find them." panics Ms. Pillsberry looking around franticly.
"Maybe they took the wrong fork." Rachel suggests.
"I thought they were right behind us." Puck frowns sitting down to catch up they took the wrong fork." Kurt calmly explains and everyone agrees.
"We should be able to hear Santana cursing and yelling from at least a mile away." Quinn jumps up.
They are just about to go hunting for them when the two Cheerios come down the trail into the camp.
"Santana Lopez where in god's name have you been." Quinn shouts incensed at how inconsiderate her friends are that they would just leave.
"Quinn settle down, but girls where have you been?" Mr. Shue asks clearly to ease Ms. Pillsberry's mind.
"Why is it that you all assume it's my fault?" Santana says shocked that they all blame her.
"Cause it normally is." Finn points out ducking before the Latina can throw something at his head.
"Yeah, everyone knows that when things go wrong it's your fault." Puck says as Kurt, Rachel and Mercedes nods in agreement.
Quinn coughs trying to hide her laughter.
"I saw a squirrel and tried to follow it and got lost, but then when I tried to get back I got distracted by a bunny." Brittany smiles so innocently that everyone believes her. She has always been seen as too nice to lie about anything if only they really knew.
"Wait, what about Santana?" Sam asks wondering how or where Santana fits in this story.
"Shut it Trouty Mouth, obviously I didn't let Brittany go running off in the woods by herself." Santana looks at him as if saying duh.
"I'm just glad your both okay." Ms. Pillsberry smiles not really caring where they were just that they got back in one piece and clean unlike everyone else who smells awful.
After playing football for two hours everyone minus Brittany and Santana who has been making dinner. Well actually Brittany made dinner while Santana distracts her occasionally putting wood on the fire. They all come over to see if dinner is done.
"Wow, two hot babes slaving over the fire, this is a dream come true." Puck moans eyeing Brittany. "Ow," he stumbles back into Mike as Santana elbows him in the gut.
"Stop perving on my girl." Santana growls glaring down at him.
"Sweetie come here I need help disturbing the food." Brittany calls and instantly Santana melts turning to go help her. "And before you ask Rachel yes yours is vegan."
After eating Ms. Pillsberry and Mr. Shue goes to sleep and luckily their tents are quite away from the fire and the kid's tents.
"Puck please tell me you brought booze." Santana asks leaning back into Brittany, who wraps her arms around the Latina.
"Duh," Puck passes around beers, two bottles of vodka and rum.
Three hours later Finn has somehow managed with both Sam and Puck gotten Sugar, Mercedes, Tina, Quinn and Rachel into their tent. If they hadn't shit would have gone down as Rachel has been really annoying Santana and the other girls are too far gone. Only the boys and Brittany and Santana are up.
"How is it that you two aren't completely out of it like them?" Rory asks hiccupping.
"Cause pixi boy we're not lightweights." Santana growls pulling away from Brittany for a second to glare at him before going back to make out with her.
"Puck why aren't you perving on them like normal?" Mike asks not that he wants Puck to it's just weird when he doesn't.
Before Puck can answer Brittany pulls Santana up and leads her to their tent.
"Thanks a lot Mike," Puck shoves him. "There goes our entertainment." he complains.
Rory, Artie, Kurt and Blaine all retire into their tent as well. Puck throws another log on the fire wishing that Santana and Brittany had stayed out here.
"So has anyone else noticed how jealous Artie is of Santana?" Mike asks. He has an advantage over everyone where he hung out with both Artie and Brittany and knows that Artie still harbors feelings for her.
"I heard him talking to Becky the other day about how much of a bitch Santana is and how he doesn't understand why Britt stays with her." Sam says sitting down next to Mike.
"Yeah well I heard him talking with Jacob about how Santana's been cheating on Brittany and can't satisfy her. He thinks that Santana can't give her what she wants." Finn adds.
"What! Why hasn't anyone pounded that little prick and god couldn't even save Jacob if he prints that." Puck half shouts looking furious only Sam and Finn holding him back is stopping him from running over to Artie's tent and beating him up.
"Calm down Puck," Mike says giving him an understanding look. "I too wanted to beat the tar out of him, but it would upset Brittany so I've had to hold back."
"Obviously Santana doesn't know he's been talking trash cause otherwise he wouldn't be alive still." Sam shutters as did Finn.
Puck is about to say something when they hear a loud moan come from Brittany and Santana's tent. He hits Finn in the gut before he can say anything and glares at Mike and Sam. No one is ruining this for him. Deciding that the other three shouldn't hear anymore, he shoos them into their tent. He is happy that they don't try to fight him on this.
Over the next couple minutes he hears more moans and groans until he finally hears Santana's muffle scream "Brittany." He is so turned on that he starts jacking off. Being focused on himself he almost misses the three words that turn his entire world upside down "your my bitch." He falls over and has to quickly pull up his pants. Did he just hear right? Did Brittany just call Santana her bitch? Crap nothing makes sense anymore so he just goes to bed.
"Britt god I love your magic tongue, but this is twice today that you've taken care of me and I've had yet to return the favor." Santana whispers cuddling up next to Brittany.
"You'd better considering all I've been doing for today." Brittany smiles pulling her closer to her.
"Just let me recover my strength." Santana puts her head on Brittany's chest.
"Was I that good?" Brittany giggles.
"Babe you're always amazing."
"So are you," gasps Brittany as Santana stuck a finger in her.
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When Santana wakes up she is cold turning over she is surprised to find no Brittany.
"Damn nature, I'd cut you if I could for disturbing my Britts time." she mumbles into the sleeping bag.
Her head shoots up when she hears Brittany outside talking to one of the boys who sounds like either Artie or Rory. Pulling on sweat pants and Britt's Cheerio hoodie, she gets out of the tent. What she sees caused her rage to bubble up. Pour Brittany is trying to cook everyone breakfast and Artie is trying to hit on her.
"Come on Britt we both know that Santana doesn't really love you like I do." Artie wheels closer to her putting his hand on her arm.
"Artie I'm with Santana. I thought you understand that." Brittany pulls her arm away.
Santana is standing immobile in front of her tent unnoticed by the other two. Rage within her still flowing, but it surprises her so much that she is unable to move.
"She's a bitch and it's not like she was above manipulating you into cheating on me." Before he has even finished his sentence there is a booming "Fuck no," and Santana flies at Artie. Luckily Brittany intercepts her and Artie wheels away from the two Cheerios.
Mr. Shue and Ms. Pillsberry come running over in their pajamas and everyone else comes out of their tents to see what all the racket is about.
"Artie you're wrong. Santana never ever never been a bitch to me and I cheated on you because I was in love with Santana not because she manipulated me." Brittany calmly says still holding on to Santana.
"That's right roll away boy before I go Lima Heights on you." Santana huffs as Artie rolls closer to Rory and Blaine.
"Um, Brittany is breakfast done cause I smell bacon?" Quinn asks looking hopeful.
When Brittany nods all the glee clubbers minus Artie run over to get food and the two teachers go back to their tents.
"Babe, I love you and only you." Brittany whispers into Santana's ear directing her back into their tent.
"It's just your bi and what if you decide-" Brittany pulls her in and kisses her.
"How many times do I have to tell you that I love you and no man or woman could make me happy like you do." Brittany tells her with such conviction that Santana gets really turned on.
"Baby do you know how turned on I am right now." Santana moans kissing her. "I love it when you take charge."
"I know honey, but we have to go out and eat otherwise neither of us will have the self control to not jump each other and then Mr. Shue won't let us sleep together." Brittany pouts at the end.
"God I hate glee it's such a cock block." Santana mutters. Brittany just shakes her head and leads them out of the tent.
When they get back to the fire everyone minus the teachers are all chopping down on the food that Brittany made.
"Hey Britt could you make some more bacon? Quinn ate all the bacon already." Kurt asks.
Santana shots him an evil eye before taking the eggs, hash browns and coffee Brittany hands her.
"Could you two stop being so sickenly cute." Santana glares at Mike and Tina.
"Your one to talk." pipes in Kurt. "You and Britt are all over each other all the time."
"We are not," argues Santana looking towards Brittany for support.
"Oh please, you two can't go two minutes without being all over each other. I bet you two couldn't keep your hands off each other last night." Quinn says agreeing with Kurt.
"You're all just jealous that we have amazing sex all the time and you don't." Santana quips at Quinn.
"Oh you two defiantly got it on last night." Sam smiles giving Santana a up nod. "How many rounds?" he asks.
"Ew," all the girls squeal as all the guys minus Kurt look on eager. Santana rolls her eyes and folds her arms not saying anything. Brittany just smiles and looks at Santana seductively.
"We didn't go at it, okay." Santana blushes looking at the ground.
"Well that's not what it sounded like last night when you two were going at it last night." Puck evilly smiles at Santana. "I just have one question for you Santana, since when are you Britts bitch?" he asks.
Everyone stares at her opened mouthed. No one can understand what is going on. Badass Santana Lopez is no one's bitch they all have three plus years of this knowledge.
"What, I like to be dominated," Santana shrugs saying it with a completely straight face.
"No way, this can't be." Kurt stammers a shocked looked on his face.
"My world is falling apart." Finn looks very worried.
Sam, Tina and Blaine are all looking around for someone to jump out and say gotta yea.
"My world has already fallen apart." Puck whispers.
"Who are you and what have you done with Satan?" Mercedes asks.
"Britt please tell me you two are joking." Quinn begs.
"Um, no. I like to dominate and San likes to be dominated. What's hard to understand about that?" Brittany says looking confused. "And they say I'm the dumb one." she says to Santana giggling.
Luckily before it can get any more uncomfortable Mr. Shue and Ms. Pillsbery come back to get some food along with Artie who stays far away from Santana. All the glee clubbers quietly and mental decide that it honestly isn't that surprising that Brittany is in charge of their sex life. After all Santana will do anything for Brittany.
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The rest of the day they practice for Sectionals with Mike and Brittany finishing the choreography for two of the songs.
"I think we even managed it to get it Finn proofed." Mr. Shue smiles at Mike and Brittany who are showing the rest of the group the first part of their first song.
After an hour Brittany takes Santana, Mercedes and Sugar to show them the moves to their Troubletones number while Mike continues to work with Finn.
Quinn gets a huge fire started when Puck fails so they'll be able to see. It isn't until eight that they stop mostly because they are all getting really hungry and apparently Brittany is the only one who can cook over the fire.
"Well I would just like to thank all of you for coming out here. I know that it wasn't your ideal way to spend your weekend." Mr. Shue looks directly at Santana. "But I think it turned out to be very successful."
"I agree with Mr. Shue anything that helps us in our pursuit of a National title is worth it." Rachel says smiling.
"Shut it Hobbit, we all know you just want to improve your chance to get into that wannabe school NY-whatever." Santana smugly smirks proud of her brilliant insult.
"At least I have goals unlike you. I doubt you'll get out of Lima." Rachel finally breaks out in anger. There is a collective gasp as everyone turns to look at Santana to see what she will do.
"That's where you are wrong Hobbit, I do know what I want to do and I'm getting the hell out of Lima." Santana informs them matter of fact.
"What are your plans?" Quinn asks very curious about her best friend's plan.
"Obviously I'm the hot piece of ass that will be following Britt around or on lamer terms trophy wife." Santana smiles knowing that they are all confused.
"Wait wouldn't it be the other way around?" Blaine asks frowning.
"Oh hell no, I know you're not insinuating that Britts stupid." Santana shouts jumping up.
"S, you can't be upset and we're not trying to be mean or anything-" Quinn starts before Mike cuts in.
"Britts never been the best in school so could you see why we'd be confused about you being the trophy wife." he half smiles hoping she'll understand.
"If you really must know," Santana starts looking at Brittany who nods. "Britts a freakin' genius." she states proudly.
"What!" Mr. Shue spits out half his hotdog.
"Santana and Brittany I too mean no offense, but I doubt Brittany will even be able to graduate you have a GPA under one." Ms. Pillsberry looks very confused.
"Personal I think you all idiots it's not my fault that I'm so much smarter than you that you can't understand everything I do. Just cause you don't understand anything about Quantum Mechanics and String Theory I don't call you stupid, dumb or an idiot, but I could." Brittany says to the stunned group in front of her.
"Wait did you just say Quantum Mechanics and String Theory." Blaine asks very confused.
"Wow I guess your right Santana." Rachel manages to get out.
"That's right bitches and Ms.P, Britt already graduated and is currently working on her Masters. She just comes to high school for fun and cause Coach Sylvester saw her dance and decided she had to be on the Cheerios." Santana smirks leading Brittany into their tent.
Everyone else stays up for another hour or so discussing how weird it is that Brittany is smart. Mr. Shue finally tells everyone to hit the sack they will be leaving early the next morning.
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Brittany won't let anyone else pack up the campsite shooing them away. It only takes her ten minutes without anyone slowing her down. Once she has everything packed up in the bus they leave.
"B, I love you and will go camping with you anytime. Just next time no gleeks." Santana says nuzzling into Brittany's neck.
"Awe, honey you know that you love them." Brittany teases kissing her on the cheek.
"No I don't, they almost ruined my trip with all the talk last night." Santana whines pulling Brittany more into her.
"Sweetie don't be upset that they know you're my bitch in bed." Brittany whispers holding her tightly.
"That's not want I'm upset about babe, they thought you were stupid and couldn't take care of me." Santana says looking down at their intertwined fingers.
"San, don't worry about that after all I have been playing them for three years so you can't blame them." Brittany smiles.
"I love you," Santana kisses her.
"I love you too and you know I will take care of you my lovely trophy wife." Brittany whispers kissing her on the cheek.
"Wife huh, is this your proposal cause I have to say it sucks." Santana giggles.
"Let's be honest you'd married me any time and place even if I never asked you." Brittany laughs as Santana buries her head into Brittany's chest.
"Shut up,"
"You know you love me."
"I do babe and I'll be your trophy wife."
They snuggle together and fall asleep.