Disclaimer: I don't own glee, Brittany, or Santana.
"You got a tattoo WHERE?" I asked Brittany, panic spreading through my body like poison.
This was not the question I wanted to ask my girlfriend at 2 in the morning.
I awoke to wavy blonde locks tickling my face and a soft voice whispering my name. "San? Santana? Are you up?" Brittany asked. I yawned. "Oh Britts, go back to sleep. It's not time for our- BRITTANY! What are you-How are you-Huh?" I bolted up from my peaceful slumber to be face to face to the girl I'd been dreaming of. "Shh" she hushed me. "You'll wake your parents." She was so calm it was almost impossible. "Brittany, honey, how'd you get in my room?" I tried to stay relaxed. "Oh, through your window" she stated, like it was the most obvious thing in the world. Brittany pointed to the open window for proof. "How?" I pushed. "I opened it." I could tell this was going nowhere fast, so I put the questions to rest so I could ask them in the hours where I could comprehend things better.
"Was there a reason you came here at 2 AM?" I yawned, glancing at my clock. "Oh, yeah, right. I almost forgot. I wanted to show you something" Brittany got up, revealing her full outfit. She had on black ankle boots (she climbed the side of my house with THOSE on?) and a short black sequined dress, strapless. She wore a bright red cropped jacket that ended right under her bust, and red lips to match. A grey fedora sat on top of her head of blonde waves. She looked stunning. I was admiring her legs, when I realized what she was doing. "Whoa Brittany, keep your dress on." She giggled. "Well then I can't show you the tattoo I got!"
My jaw dropped as I sat on my bed, stunned at the blonde's words. "Your WHAT?" I managed to say, though still both stunned and utterly confused. "Yeah, my tattoo, under my boob." Brittany said this like it was no big deal. Like she hadn't marked herself permanently. And what was it anyway? What is she got Lebanese or something? Oh god, Brittany really screwed up this time! "Well, do you want to see it or not?" She didn't give me much of a choice though, since she pulled down the top of her dress already. "See? Isn't he cute?" she smiled. I didn't trust what I saw, so I got up off my bed and moved closer to get a better look.
"Is that a UNICORN?" I asked, staring at the thing.
"Uh huh. His name is Leonard. You can pet him." I rose a finger and poker he skin, and felt the stickiness of "Leonard". No, I thought. It couldn't be... I rubbed at the tattoo and looked at my finger to see a piece of it on my fingertip.
"It's- temporary" I sighed.
"No, it's imaginary. That's what the box said anyway..." she trailed off. I stood up to pull her into a hug.
"If you ever scare me like that again, so help me." I laughed into her shoulder. "C'mon, get in bed" I told her, patting the spot next to me. She took off her jacket, hat, and shoes and did as I said. She wrapped her arms around my waist and settled her head in my shoulder. "Thank god I have Brittany Pierce." I whispered.
"Oh, that reminds me, I almost forgot to tell you what I got pierced!"
-End-
A/N: So just some Brittana fluff, kind of cracky, but I wrote at 3 this morning. Give me a break. Review if you liked it, please :)
-LDaM
