Author's Note: So...I watched the preview for Blame It On The Alcohol while I was working on my other fic and got distracted. My thoughts on Santittany...
"Hey, San?" Brittany asked, pulling away from Santana's lips.
"Mmhmm?" Santana said, her eyes still shut. They were sitting on Brittany's bed; they'd been making out for hours now. They'd been doing that a lot lately. Ever since Kurt's dad had the heart attack. They'd both been so sad all the time, and for some reason, that sadness had turned their quick, frantic sex into long lazy kisses that lasted for hours.
"What do you think our name would be if it was mashed together?" Brittany asked.
"I dunno, Britt, I never really thought about it." Santana leaned back in and their lips lightly grazed together, resuming a long bought of pecks and soft lingering kisses.
"I think it would be 'Brittana'." Brittany said, pulling away again. Santana's eyes were still shut. Santana lightly kissed Brittany's lips.
"I want to be first," she said, kissing Brittany again.
"Well, what would that be?" Brittany asked.
"Santittany." Santana kissed Brittany again.
"I don't like that," Brittany said, scrunching up her nose.
"Why not?" Santana asked, a little annoyed.
"Well, it doesn't sound as good, and it has 'tit' in the middle."
"So? That's the best part." Santana said, smirking.
"Mr. Shue probably wouldn't let us say it in class…besides, mashup names are supposed to sound good. Like Finchel…or Puckleberry…"
"Gross," Santana said, "Puckleberry."
"I think they're cute together. And Brittana sounds better than Santittany as a mashup."
"They're called portmanteaus, Britt."
"I don't get it."
"Mashup names. They're called portmanteaus."
"Because Bette Porter dated Mickey Mantle? Port-mantle?"
"I have no idea what you're talking about."
"Me either." They began kissing again.
"I still think Brittana is better," Brittany said, pulling away.
"I'll tell you what, Britt. You can call us Brittana and I'll call us Santittany, okay?" Brittany nodded, but still looked a little unhappy. "And…" Santana said, seeing Brittany's displeased look, "we can always go by Brittana if there's a teacher around…deal?" Brittany nodded. "That was enough talking." Santana leaned in and they resumed kissing. She was going to stick with "Santittany". She thought it had a nice ring to it…