AN- My first ever attempt at writing anything so please be kind. I do like constructive criticism but nothing too harsh please. The more reviews I get the more likely I am to continue with this story :) Enjoy!

Disclaimer- Sadly, I own nothing. These characters belong to the writers of Glee.

Chapter 1

"Come on, San. It'll be fun, Quinn will be there. And Rachel!" Brittany tried.

"Britt, you really think telling me that Berry will be there is going to make me go?" The Latina questioned.

Brittany inched closer to Santana until she was almost in her lap. "And Rachel said there would be alcohol. You know how I get when I'm drunk." She whispered the last part in Santana's ear before poking her tongue out and licking the outer shell of her ear then sucking gently on the lobe, knowing just how to convince her girlfriend to what she wanted.

Santana tried and failed to not think about how Brittany gets when she's drunk as she didn't want to walk into Rachel's house with a raging hard-on but Brittany's actions involving her ear didn't help with that. Yep, she thought,- remembering Brittany taking her clothes off and stripping for her the last time she drank- drunk Brittany always makes for a good night. She tried to calm her erection before speaking, "Fine, but when we get back home I am so getting my mack on." She said, hoping Brittany didn't notice the husky arousal to her voice.

"Yes! It's going to be so much fun, San!" she shouted gleefully, before leaning over and giving the Latina a big, wet kiss on the cheek then getting up from her place on her bed exiting her bedroom. This left Santana lying on her girlfriend's bed with cheeky grin and a half erection.

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"Hobbit, Q! Where the hell are you guys?" Santana yelled as she entered Rachel's house with a happy Brittany clinging to her arm.

"We're up here, Satan!" replied Quinn from where Santana could only assume was "Berry's" room. Brittany and Santana made their way to Rachel's room but not without Santana stopping to laugh at a few childhood pictures of the brunette diva that were plastered all over every wall.

The couple entered the room and was surprised to see a drunk, giggling Rachel dancing around her room in her sleep shorts (which are a tad too short if Quinn must say, but she's not complaining) and camisole. On the floor leaning against Rachel's bed was a very flushed looking Quinn with a pillow over her lap surrounded by empty wine cooler bottles. Santana, knowing Quinn's secret crush for the diva and her secret appendage smirked smugly at Quinn. The Latina walked in the room murmuring a hello to "Berry" with Brittany in tow and tried to pull the pillow off Quinn's lap.

"Santana, no! I'm comfy, leave the pillow." Quinn pleaded while shooting Santana a pointed look which in their language meant 'please let me keep this a secret'. Brittany always having more sympathy tugged her girlfriend away.

"Let's get a drink, San." The Latina smiled and nodded, she wasn't, after all going to refuse seeing a Drunk Brittany. "Rach, where are the drinks or did you drink them all already?"

Finally stopping the dancing but missing the quite "thank god" murmured from Quinn, Rachel walked over to Brittany and pulled her into a tight hug. "No, Silly Brittany. Ha! That rhymes, silly, Brittany!" She slurred emphasizing the 'y' in each of the words, while Brittany only giggled at the diva's drunkenness. "I didn't drink all of them, there's some downstairs. I'll get them! The rest of you make your selves comfy like me and Quinnie and start having fun!" Rachel shouted, while dancing out of the room and downstairs to the kitchen.

"Damn, Q. How the hell did you manage to get her so drunk? And how is it possible that she still rambles even when she's wasted." Santana questioned while taking a seat on Quinn's right side and pulling Brittany down to sit in her lap.

"I didn't try to get her drunk! She just said she wanted everyone to have fun tonight and I guess she figured that getting a head start on the drinking would help with that. Then she started dancing and oh my god, I thought I was going to pass out. And then, she changed into here pajamas right in front of me and I almost died so I gave her more drinks hoping that she wouldn't notice my…um…situation. Oh god, then-"

Putting a hand in front of her friends face, Santana stopped her. "Quinn, relax. She's so drunk she probably can't even remember her name; I don't think she'll notice your boner and flushed face," She smirked when she saw the cheerleader blush at the mention of her erection. "Plus, would it be so bad if she did know? I mean it's obvious that she likes you back. Whenever you two are in the same room the sexual tension is almost unbearable."

"What sexual tension?" Said Rachel as she entered the room with more than enough drinks for everybody. "Ouu, does my Quinnie have a crush?" She gushed and sat down between Quinn and Bittany so that the girls were now in a circle with the wine coolers in the middle. But she didn't notice the smile that flashed across Quinn's face because of Rachel calling her 'my Quinnie'. "Who is it, Quinnie? Do I know her? Does she go to our school?"

Santana reached into the middle to grab wine cooler for herself but not before handing one to Brittany, which the blonde graciously accepted. "Yeah, Quinnie, who's this crush?" The Latina questioned without even trying to hide the smirk that went along with the question.

Quinn paled. "Oh, it's uh…nobody, Rach. They were just joking around." The brunettes in the room looked skeptically at her but before any of them could question Quinn's sincerity Brittany stepped in, once again feeling bad for her blonde friend.

"Who wants to play a game!?" The others in the room grinned and the dancer took that as a yes. "How about Truth or Dare? Lord Tubbington downloaded an app on my phone for me that will give the Truths and Dares for us so we don't have to come up with any. But, you have to accept every one otherwise it's no fun!"

The other three in the room smiled and murmured their Okays. But all of them were actually quite scared about the last part about not being able to refuse anything. Brittany's excited voice cut through their thoughts. "You go first Rachel. Then we'll go in a circle so me next then San, Quinn then back to you." She handed Rachel the phone and explained how to use the app. "Just tap Truth or tap Dare and say your choice out loud then read what it gives you out loud. And don't forget, you have to do every one!" Brittany smiled to herself at the failed mention that the app was called 'Truth or Dare – Dirty Edition', oh Lord Tubbington, you dirty little cat.