HI GUYS THIS IS FANFICTION OF BRITTANA FANFICTION, THE ULTIMATE BRITTANA LOVE STORY.
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Two girls are walking in opposite directions. They see each other. OMG" says the first girl, who is also a blonde. The other short girl who wears heels so she is sometimes the same height as blonde one or taller feels connection and hears the "OMG" and she turns to reveal herself a Latina.
So the hot blonde and the hot Latina are now in love.
"What is your name?"
"I'm am Brittany S. Pierce."
"I am Santana fucking Lopez."
They both go to a club and see other from across the room. The Latina gets jealous that Brittany's amazing dancing is making a lot of others drool.
They have wild bathroom sex. It is wild because sometimes the Latina has a girl!peen and other times Brittany is a badass vampire.
They move in together. Santana is a lawyer/doctor/singer/glasses-wearing-on Fridays/Werewolf and Brittany is a dancer/genius/dancer/genius/dancer. They fuck in all rooms of their house but this time it is romantic because… oh nevermind. It was romantic but now it's dom-sub. Some say Britt is a dom and some say San is the dom. Only Lord Tubbington knows.
"I am a lesbian, Brittany," Santana says, "but sometimes despite this I sleep with guys in alternate realities so that I can get pregnant and be angsty until you come because you're my soulmate even though I always figured I'd fuck other lesbians. Thankfully this isn't the case because you are already here so like, I can get you pregnant with my G!P."
Brittany says, "But now I have the girl!peen not you so I will have to be the one who gets you pregnant. It's a pretty big dick."
"Oh shit," Santana says, "but I'm a lesbian. I don't' do penis."
"Oh. Just become Santiago," Brittany says. "Everyone knows that's your male name. And then you'll have an even bigger penis."
They are very troubled with how to proceed now that this obstacle has happened.
"Surprise motherfuckers," says someone.
It is Quinn.
"Santana is my lesbro," says someone.
It is Puck.
"Blaine, Blaine, Sebastian, Blaine," says Kurt.
Damn. If Kurt is there where is Rachel?
"We must find Rachel," Quinn says.
They all have to find Rachel. But what about the other Glee friends? Mercedes and Sam and Mike and Tina. They must all be in this fairytale somewhere too.
Brittany picks Santana up and wraps her legs around her waist. Then Santana picks Brittany up and wraps her legs around her waist.
"Brittany I forgot to tell you that my boobs are fake."
"Santana I forgot to tell you that I have a vagina again."
That dilemna is solved. They can finally be the lesbian/bisexual girl on girl duo – oh no!
Quinn found Rachel.
CLIFF HANGER!