1 Wedding
Santana Lopez was not one to back down from a challenge. With Razorblades in her hair and Lima Heights Adjacent at her back, it was obvious she'd had practice in challenges. However, with a white dress being laced tightly around her damned spinal chord, she was finding it hard to do any pre-game deep breathing. She could feel a panic attack coming on. Glancing around the room desperately, she locked eyes with one Rachel Berry.
Not that Santana liked Berry. The girl was a hobbit, after all. But after high school, she'd done some growing up. Not much, to be sure, but she had grown up. It was progress. And after all, she was dating Santana's almost-best-friend-except-for-Brittany-which-was-different-after-all, Quinn. So, Santana had to put up with her. And maybe to tolerate her, even. The tingling warmth in her heart was just too much, really.
Rachel straightened from where she had been knelt on the floor next to Quinn, who was standing up, pulling as hard as she could on Santana's dress. "DON'T BREATHE, S" she panted, the red on her cheeks slightly visible through her mask of perfecting makeup. Rachel laughed and caught both of Santana's hands. Santana made a face at her. "Why are you touching me, hobbit?" she said grumpily. Quinn pulled roughly on her dress. "Lopez," she growled irritably. "Sorry," Santana said, obviously not meaning it.
"It's gonna be okay," Rachel said, looking slightly amused as she said it. "You're gonna go out there, and after you walk down the aisle, Brittany's gonna walk down the aisle, and then you're gonna be married. After some lovely vows. I'm sure yours are very.." the diva seemed to be frantically searching for an appropriate word, but seemed to decide to let the snaky comment die and finished her sentence. "Lovely. I'm sure your vows are lovely." she offered a smile.
As much as Santana wanted to make a face at Berry, she couldn't help but smile. Because it was true. She was going to marry Britt, and she was going to marry her very, very soon. She sighed in relief.
"GODDAMNIT, LOPEZ," Quinn yelled at her, and the dress finally zipped.