This sucks, look at them - getting to work on our nationals routine while I'm stuck in here.
Coach is definitely going to move me to the bottom of the pyramid for this.
Santana thought, gazing out of her dorm room window to the practice field at UL. The Cardinal's cheerleaders jumped and frolicked around in their cheering uniforms and here she was, stuck inside, wrapped in a snuggie with vapor rub stuck under her nose so she could actually breath! She came down with this "sickness" about three days ago and it only seemed to be getting progressively worse.
The familiar chime of her phone began to echo through her room - it's urgent ringing beginning to tempt her headache to grow into a full-blown migraine. She groaned and sunk into her desk chair, answering the call.
"Hey Britt-Britt." She purred, her smile noticeable in her voice. Her girlfriend, Brittany, giggled on the other end.
"Santana! Are you feeling any better?" Brittany asked softly, a since of hope in her tone.
Santana turned back to the window with a sigh, pulling her knees up to her chest. "Sadly, no."
The Cardinals flipped and twirled in the air and San's eyes narrowed to the slender blonde that was at the top of the pyramid. "Shit." She muttered, turning away.
"What?" Brittany mused, a sort of giggle in her voice. She was normally unphased by Santana's cursing. In fact, unless she knew Santana was really upset, she found it funny.
"Nothing. Just that tan in a can loving Barbie doll, Kelly." She rolled her eyes as she said her name. "I've missed two practices this week and Coach is gonna bump me down for it. She's on the top of the pyramid, Britt."
Brittany sighed at the news, her voice falling a bit. "Well, don't worry San. Once you're better you'll come back and kick her back down to the bottom again. You're the best one on the squad, I'm sure Coach Fuller knows that."
She smirked at her girlfriend's words, Brittany's confident as well as loving tone helping her feel a little better about the situation. "Yeah, I guess you're right. I am the best cheerleader that squad's got - it would be nothing without me."
Santana got up out of her chair and strolled out of her room and down the hall to the kitchen section of her dorm. Her roommate was out at work and she had the small space free to herself.
"Anyway, babe. How's McKinley? - Hamburgler Finn disgracing the Glee club still?" She joked dryly while pouring herself a glass of water.
Brittany snorted on the other line, a great smile pulling across her slender lips. "Sadly. Mr. Shue won't be back until next week. Finn's working on getting us ready for Sectionals, or at least trying too."
She sighed a bit, thinking about Lima - Santana couldn't lie and say she didn't miss being at McKinley. She loved singing and being in the New Directions, which is why she joined the Glee club at Louisville - though, she wouldn't straight up admit her liking for preforming to anyone.
"Sorry to hear that, Britt. But don't worry. The club's got you and with you who needs Shue. You're their star, Britt." She smiled, flirting.
The blonde blushed and Santana could picture it in her head, Brittany's ivory skin flushing and her nose crinkling up a bit as she smiled; flattered. God did she miss her!
"Yeah, but the New Directions are nothing like they used to be - their missing your Diva factor." Brittany cooed back.
Santana laughed, her head tilting back as her giggles boasted into the air. Brittany smiled at the sound and was happy to hear Santana laugh; she knew she had been feeling down about being sick lately and was proud to cause her laughter.
"Thanks, B." San admitted while taking a seat on the couch and flipping on the Tv, resting her water down on the coffee table. "I miss it, sometimes y'know? It was fun." Really Santana just missed Brittany, but getting to sing was just a plus.
"Speaking of which: when are you coming back to Lima? Because I really miss you and just having Lord Tubbington around as company is getting a little old. I mean, he's great, but I know he's been hiding something from me lately so we haven't been talking much. I think he's joined a gang."
Santana giggled but put her hand over her mouth, trying to hide it. Same ol' Britt.
"Probably next week - that is if I'm feeling better." A cough slipped past her lips. "Maybe it's time for L.T. to get an intervention." Santana played along, snuggling into the warmth of her snuggie as another fit of coughs crept up on her.
Brittany whimpered on the other end, but she tried to hide it. Another week? That's forever away. "Oh, okay. And maybe . . but I want you to help. You know how he gets when you ask him a bunch of questions. You help keep him in check. He's always better behaved when you're here to intimidate him."
The door of Santana's dorm clicked open and her roommate walked in - a tall, slender, brunette. Nida. Santana and Nida got along okay, they rarely ever hung out though - only at parties or during Glee practice. She was a singer too and at first Santana was a bit reluctant to have a roomie who was also a singer; she didn't want Nida to turn out as another Rachel Berry. But she wasn't so bad. She didn't talk back much, so I guess you could say that Santana actually liked her. They were sorta friends.
"Oh, sorry, Britt. I gotta go." Santana rushed, getting up and walking over to Nida to help with some groceries she got on her way home from work. "I'll call you later, okay? I love you."
Brittany sighed internally but kept her goodbye sweet and short. "Okay, babe. Love you too. Feel better soon!"
Santana hung up and helped Nida put away the groceries. Brittany let her phone drop on her bed and she fell back against the mattress, sighing. "I really miss Santana, L.T." She whispered and turned on her side to look at Lord Tubbington, who sat majestically (in all his fat-cat glory) atop in his big castle bed. "I know I can . . but Santana's busy. I would just be intruding." She frowned, rolling over on her stomach to look at him.
Lord Tubbington meowed and got up, walking away. "Maybe you're right. . I will go see her." She said replied to his silent words, but said kind to herself.
I hope you all like this. It's my first story taking place while Santana's away at Louisville.
What will you think Santana will say when Brittany shows up at LU? Surprise for her! :) I bet she'll be ecstatic to see her baby.
Ugh, I can't wait. Stay tuned to see what happens and how they reunite.
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(Brittany S. Pierce, Santana Lopez & Lord Tubbington)