Super fluffy little one-shot.
Wheelbarrows are stupid. Why is there only one wheel? It makes it freakin' hard to push it to the park. But she did it. The damn wheelbarrow was full of the damn breadsticks. She went to Breadstix and got that manager guy fired, but at this point he was collateral damage. This was for someone more important than him.
When she parked it next to the pond, she sent Brittany a text and started throwing the breadsticks at the ducks that were by the pond. After she beaned a few in the head they started to realize it was food. They start to walk toward her and she got a little nervous. Brittany loved the little monsters. Santana however was scared of them. They're mean looking and they follow you around and they have those shifty eyes. They started getting too close so Santana chunked the next few breadsticks into the pond so they'd leave her alone.
"Oh my god!" Brittany squealed. She ran the rest of the way into the park and threw her arms around Santana. "There's so enough to feed them now." That was always their problem. Brittany was usually disappointed because the bigger ducks took all the bread they had away from the smaller ones and she was concerned that they weren't eating enough. Brittany kissed Santana briefly before Santana pulled back, handing Brittany a handful of the soft bread.
After a few minutes, Brittany turned back to look at Santana who was being chased by a ballad...or ballard. Whatever. Brittany smiled wider as Santana finally jumped in the almost empty wheelbarrow to escape. Sometimes she was a bitch. Sometimes she was closed off. Sometimes she was contradicting, but sometimes, times like this, Santana was sweet and adorable and so damn cute. A nip at her jeans caught Brittany's attention and she turned back to feeding the ducks.
When she was satisfied that all the ducks were full and happy, Brittany made her way back over to Santana who was laying in the wheelbarrow, nibbling on some left over breadsticks.
"Thanks," Brittany put her hands in her back pockets and nudged Santana dangling foot with her knee.
Santana smiled, "No problem." She sat up and crossed her legs, "Ready to go?"
Brittany nodded. She knelt down and places a soft lingering kiss on Santana's lips, "Ready."
"Let's go get something to eat," Santana offered as she stood, dusting crumbs off of her pants.
"Breadstix?" Brittany asked, holding out her pinkie.
Santana hooked their pinkies and smirked, "I don't think we should go back there...at least for a little while."