"So what are we watching tonight?" said Brittany.
It was Brittany and Santana's weekly movie night at Brittany's house. They each looked forward to it all week because they could be hyperactive goofballs and spend some quality time with each other. The night always included dancing to playlists that they each had made, having unsubstantial conversations, and watching a movie that one of them had chose. Brittany's favorite part of the night was telling Santana jokes because she loved hearing Santana's laugh. Santana had many different laughs, but the one she used around Brittany was like a throaty giggle. It wasn't the sound of the laugh that Brittany liked most about it, but rather the way that Santana's nose would scrunch up every time she did it. It was the cutest thing ever in Brittany's opinion.
"Did you hear me? I said, what are we watching tonight?" Brittany asked again, this time tickling Santana's sides, just to hear that darling laugh.
"I want—I want you to guess!" said Santana slapping Brittany's hands away.
"Oh, okay!" said Brittany. Brittany liked these games. "First off, tell me what kind of movie it is. Is it a Disney movie, Romantic Comedy, Teen drama, Comedy…?"
"Nope. None of those you mentioned. Keep going."
"Pixar?" Brittany loved Pixar movies. Her and Santana's favorite is Up. Santana even had bought Brittany a stuffed animal of the dog from the movie for Brittany's birthday last year. Brittany had said that it was the perfect gift. She can even remember how tightly she held Santana upon recieving it.
"Nope, keep going..." replied Santana. Brittany was slightly disappointed.
"How about you give me the name of one of the actors?" Brittany suggested.
"You wouldn't know any of them. I don't even know any of them. They aren't well known."
"Have I seen it before?" Brittany curiously asked.
"I don't think so," Santana shook her head.
"Would I even like it?" Brittany said hopefully.
"Well, it's not your typical go-to movies, or anything in those genres you listed, but I think you might like it anyway."
"This is getting annoying just tell me," said Brittany giving up.
"Okay, it's called Paranormal Activity. It's supposed to be scary as shit!" Santana boasted.
"I don't really like scary movies." Like was an understatement, Brittany hated scary movies; Passionately hated them. Well it mostly had to do with the fact that she is easily scared.
"I know you don't, but I thought it would be a nice change," said Santana feeling slightly selfish.
"What's it about?" Brittany asked.
"I've never seen it either, so I don't know. But I read the back and it's basically about a couple being haunted by some supernatural force in their home. It sounded cool to me at the DVD rental place. So, that's why I decided to give it a chance. The guy at the counter thought it was amazing, so I'm actually really excited to see it."
"Did he? Well, if you really want to see it, I'll give it a try." Brittany didn't want to be a party pooper.
"Oh and while I was out, I went to CVS and picked up a surprise for you," Santana smiled.
"Surprise?" Brittany squealed.
"Yeah! I left in it and the DVD in my car. Would you mind making the popcorn while I go and get it?"
"Yeah sure, sounds like a plan."
A few minutes later, Santana walked into Brittany's bedroom with the DVD in one hand and a plastic CVS bag in the other. She wore a large grin on her face and sang, "Guess what I got! I'll give you a hint it's your favorite treat to buy at the movie theatre."
"Well then, that could be a lot of things: gummy bears, Everlasting Gobstoppers, Mike and Ikes, M&Ms…"
"Alright, you candy connoisseur, let me be more specific, what is our favorite candy?" Santana smiled wider.
"Oh! You didn't! Yes!" Brittany said overwhelmed with joy.
Santana took out the box and shook it in front of Brittany's face. They could hear all the tiny candies dance in the package. It was DOTS, the classic candy that became Brittany and Santana's "thing". They loved the candy since they were small children. They could remember trick-or-treating with each other, door to door in little old Lima, Ohio, dressed as Disney princesses, collecting massive amounts of candies; roughly a pillow case full each. After they tired themselves out walking all over town, they would come back to Santana's house and sit on her porch and sort all their candies into piles. After they finished categorizing them, they would swap with each other so they were individually left with the candy they liked. But one candy that they never left out of the trade was their DOTS. they instead shared them equally between each other, and it would make them both very happy Halloweeners.
The gleaming blonde bounced to her feet and gave Santana a kiss on the cheek.
"Come, sit!" the blonde said patting the ground next to her.
Santana shimmied to sit touching her best friend. They rested the bowl of popcorn on their touching thighs. Santana opened the box of DOTS and fed a red one to Brittany.
"Ugh, You are the best!" said Brittany. She went in for another "Thank you" kiss, but missed the brunette's cheek. Instead she planted it on the corner of Santana's mouth. Santana was fully aware of the seemingly honest mistake and diverted the tension by hitting play on the remote.
"Do you mind getting the lights?" Brittany asked Santana making eye contact. "Jee this just got awkward…" Brittany thought to herself. They have always been close. Others looking on might think a little too close, but Santana and Brittany thought nothing of it, it was just how they worked.
Santana got up to hit the lights and Brittany looked at her while she did.
"Santana looks really pretty today," Brittany thought.
Santana always looked pretty to Brittany. Even when Santana went through an awkward phase in eighth grade, Brittany still thought she was pretty. They both were juniors now, so their bodies have past that awkward pubescent stage. They both blossomed into beautiful shapely women, before their very eyes. Sometimes they would forget that they weren't flat-chested little kids anymore, and that it was unacceptable to be so physically close to each other, like, for example, sitting in between your best friends legs and cuddling your back into their chest, and wrapping your arms around them; cutesy stuff like that.
Santana came back and snuggled against Brittany. She wrapped a fuzzy blanket from Brittany's bed over the both of them.
As the movie progressed, Brittany became more and more on edge. She was terrified. For practically the whole movie, Brittany hid under the blanket. Right on Santana's lap— talk about too close for comfort.
"Come on, B, you're going to miss the ending!" Santana whispered looking down at her lap.
"I don't care about the ending, this movie sucks!" Brittany whined. Brittany was scared and annoyed and disinterested. She just wanted it to end so they could hang out more.
"Fine, I'll shut it off. I guess I have to finish the rest at home." Santana said running her fingers through Brittany's smooth blonde flat-ironed hair trying to make her feel better. Then something hit Santana. "Shit, I just remembered we have cheer practice tomorrow, at the death hour! Shit, Shit, Shit! I'd better go home. I can't afford to be late for another practice. You saw how Sue nearly demoted me from being head cheerleader the last time I arrived late."
Santana started gathering her stuff.
"Hey, wait! Before you leave, check my closet and under my bed! Please?" Brittany begged.
Santana knew her well enough to know that she believed in all things mythological and fanciful. She wondered sometimes if she was enabling her friend's gullibility and childishness. But she liked that about Brittany. She liked how Brittany was so innocent, and untouched by the misery in the world that Santana knew too much of.
The blonde frowned and mouthed, "For me?"
"You little scaredy-cat," Santana giggled. "Of course I will, what kind of friend would I be if I didn't protect you from the supernatural forces of evil?"
"Thank you, S. And I'm not a scardey cat. I'm a Brittany Cat," said the blonde. Lord Tubbington came out from under the bed at the mention of the word 'cat'.
Santana looked in all the possible "hiding places" in Brittany's room, making a joke of Brittany's ridiculous request. "No ghosts or spirits here! I did a special Spanish Catholic prayer over your house, you should be safe tonight," Santana laughed again. "Goodnight, Britt. Sleep tight. See you tomorrow."
"Okay. See you then." Brittany said composedly trying to hide her paranoia.
Santana blew a kiss, and departed. When Santana got into her car, the clock read 10:30. She hated how Sue's stupid practices were ruining her social life. When she arrived home, she went upstairs and headed straight to bed.