AN: Tbh, I don't even know what the hell this is. All I know is that I love me some L4D/L4D2 and I love me some Brittana, so I thought, why not combine my two favorite things? This is the outcome.
Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I own absolutely nothing , except for a 360, the games and the Glee dvd's :) glad we cleared that out.

Santana pressed 'X' and picked up the sniping rifle. "Whoa! Put it down little girl, you're not ready for that yet." A voice through her headset could be heard. "Shut it, Chang! You know how long I've been playing this game for?" Mike snickered. "When will you learn that it's not about how long, but rather the skills and tactics you use, to get yourself further in the map." He barely had time to finish his sentence before he got jumped by a hunter. "K, I'm being pounded on over here." Santana raised an eyebrow, but was not planning on turning back. 'Pills here!'

"Santana, are you kidding me? Get this thing off of me!" Mike yelled in such a high pitched voice that made her throw off the headset. It landed at Brittany's feet, who picked it up and put it back on Santana's head. "San, cuddle with me." Brittany stood in front of the TV, as she tried to distract her girlfriend. Santana pushed the blonde out of the way. "Hold on babe, one sec, let me just, aw fuck!"

'VOTE
Kick Player: fakeBewbs?'

"Mike, what the hell, come on, just because I wouldn't save you? I literally had the entire fucking horde on me, those other losers weren't exactly helping me out! Puck? Come on man."
In vain Brittany tried to get her girlfriend's attention. "San, please?" She tried to take the controller as she straddled Santana. "B, not right now, hold on."

'VOTE PASSED!
Kicking Player: fakeBewbs'

"Great. Fucking losers!" Brittany cupped her face. "Remember, it's just a game." Santana scoffed. "Yeah, right! Yet, when we play Candyland and you lose, it's suddenly not?" Brittany crossed her arms and slumped down beside Santana. "It's not the same thing. What's so good about this game, anyway?" Santana glared at her. "Are you kidding me? What's not good about it? There is the fact that it's the only FPS zombie game that actually pays tribute to zombie horror. Doesn't even the aspect of co-op and zombies intrigue you just a little bit?" Brittany shook her head. "But, it's zombies! You play as a team and there is no fucking 'I'in team, you have to rely on each other to survive." Brittany wrinkled her nose. "SPF? I didn't even understand half of the things you said." She confessed.

Santana sighed as she braced herself to explain it once more. "No, Britts, FPS. First person shooter. That basically means that the player experiences the action through the main character." She saw the confused expression on the blonde's face and went on to simplify it. "Okay, let's put it like this then, it's a type of 3D game. Remember when we went to see Saw 3D?" Brittany gleamed and nodded eagerly. She was actually the one who had begged and pleaded with Santana to go see it.
And although Santana was tough and hardcore on the outside, she was a big softy on the inside. She was really squeamish when it came to people getting butchered on screen. Brittany on the other hand, loved it, the gorier the better. "Well, it's kind of like that. We're the spectators."
Brittany looked confused. "But, we're just watching."

Santana sighed loudly. "This is exactly what spectating means." The blonde shrugged. "Oh, well, can I play?" Santana muted her mic after Puck made a series of rude and vulgar comments. "You? You, want to play?" Brittany curled up next to her girlfriend on the couch. "Mhm, I do." She said.
"Fine. Go get the other controller. And the charger!" She yelled as she watched Brittany skip into the bedroom.

Santana picked up the headset and rejoined the party she'd just left. "Chang are you lobby leader?" She looked up to the top of her screen: 'chang-nobi'. "Oh, right, you are. Hey, so, B wants to play. Do you guys want to do scavenge or something? Versus, whatever, I really don't care. Invite only?" Mike changed the settings to Versus "Yeah, sure. Is Fabray game?"

Santana scrolled through her friends list. "She's online, most likely doing shit if anything, so I'm guessing, yes?"
'Game invite sent to: ac1dburn'"Set it up, she'll join."

Mike began flipping through the playable maps. "Since you never got those Microsoft point, we can't play The Sacrifice. " Even though he couldn't see her, he was almost 100% sure that she was rolling her eyes. "Swamp Fever, The Perish? Or the usual?"

"What's up losers?" Quinn said as she joined the game. "So we got San, Mike, Goldielocks, Barbie and of course me. We need three more. Hold on, Finn and Sam are in. I'm inviting them. Hey Quinn, what about Rachel?" Puck asked.
'Game invite sent to: pewpew'
"What? No! I'm not playing with man hands." Santana burst out.
'Game invite sent to: gnomercy'
"You don't have to San. Teams will be; you, B, Mike and Finn." Brittany squealed and clapped her hands upon hearing this. "Yay, we're on the same team!" She said. "B, this means it won't be a competition." Santana said before she returned her focus to the game. "Fine, but then we get to play as survivors the first round." Brittany muted the mic and leaned in to whisper; if you win, you can play this stupid game for as long as you want to and I won't ever bug you about it again. But if I win… we're playing my game and we're going by my rules.

"You're cute, but you said it yourself, we're on the same team." Brittany snatched the headset off of her girlfriend and unmuted the mic. "I'll trade you one 'fakeBewbs' for an 'ac1dburn'deal or no deal?" Puck chuckled. "Nice try, hot stuff. But I think we're good." He could almost feel Santana's glare burn a hole through his soul. "Q, switch." Puck demanded.

"Ugh. Fine. But no fucking team killing San!" Quinn switched from infected to survivor and Rachel chimed in with a; Wait, we want Brittany on our team now? I thought she sucked?
"Oh she still sucks baby, but she's not on my team, so I don't care. Good luck." At this, Sam started laughing uncontrollably.

"Really Sam, really? Also, what the hell is up with your gamertag? " Santana asked and checked out the rest of his profile.
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'I saw Avatar six times.'
"You have got to be fucking kidding me. Why would you even put that there?" Quinn asked. Sam snickered. He liked the movie Avatar and he liked the name he had chosen for himself, it described his personality perfectly. "Don't hate the player, hate the game." He didn't have anything to be ashamed of.

"Are we gonna play or what?" Santana was getting impatient as hell, she literally just wanted to get it over with. She kept looking over at Brittany, who was sat cross-legged, biting her lower lip, trying to press all of the buttons at once. "Would you quit it!" The blonde glanced at her, from the corner of her eye. "Take a chill pill, babe." She reached over and into the back pocket of Santana's daisy dukes. "B, what? Okay, what are you doing?" Santana's face turned a brighter shade of red, as she started to lose control over her breathing. She began to wiggle her hips, to make room for Brittany to retrieve her hand. "I don't have any gum. And if I did, why would I keep in in my back pocket?" Brittany shrugged. "I don't know. Sharing is caring, but sometimes you forget to share and I just noticed you have a piece in your mouth right now." Santana raised an eyebrow. "It was my last piece, sorry."
At this Brittany frowned and Santana knew she wouldn't give up. "Fine, do you want it?"

Before she met Brittany, Santana was a major germophobe. It wasn't as severe as Miss Pillsbury's, she just couldn't let her food touch. 'Just because it all ends up in the same place, does not make it okay for it to touch other food on my plate.' It was really a big deal for Santana, Brittany had helped her with it.

It had taken her five weeks to get Santana to even drink from the same glass as her.
Five weeks.
They were 8.

Santana's eyes darted between her girlfriend and the screen.
Back and forth, back and forth.
"Well?" Brittany leaned in closer; Santana could feel her hot breath on her.
The blonde's tongue licked at her lips, demanding access and Santana dropped the controller and obliged. Slightly leaning back, to give the blonde more room.
Their tongues fought for domination, but only for a split second.
Brittany forced her onto her back as she straddled her. She pinned Santana's hands above her head. She could be dominant when she wanted to be and it was always when Santana expected it the least.

"Well aren't you just full of surprises?" Santana said and captured her lips once more. "Oh, you have no idea." Momentarily Santana forgot about the game and the voices screaming somewhere in the distant background. In that moment, she was completely oblivious to the world around her.

"Retrying connection to server, are you fucking kidding me? No, fuck this! Chang, change the map!"

"The lag has nothing to do with the connection failure, Fabray."

"I don't care! Just, shut up. Change it!"

She sighed into Brittany's mouth as she involuntarily pushed her up and off of her. "Oh my fucking god, you guys, just start the game." She couldn't even focus on the sweet lady kisses she was currently receiving. This is when Brittany made a mental note, never to play video games with Santana again.
"Hold on, I'm going to leave and then come back."

'chang-nobi has left the game.'

"Now who's lobby leader?" 'benDover'"Great, Puck."

When Puck came back, they all settled for a game Scavenge at Dead Center. "We'll do Versus after this game." He announced.

Gamertags

Santana: fakebewbs
Mike: chang-nobi
Sam: pewpew
Puck: benDover
Quinn: ac1dburn
Finn: gnomercy