Brittany loved her friends.

God, she loved them so much, it was almost hard to bear at times. She felt bad when Rachel and Finn broke up, even after the first time. She loved her dolphin pair, Kurt and Blaine, and hoped that someday they would have a double wedding with Santana and herself. They could be each other's bridesmaids!

But sometimes it was hard. They were never truly content, any of them. Even the small things, like not getting the latest Vogue magazine, could upset some of them. And that hurt Brittany. She just wanted them all to be happy sososososo bad. She just wanted them to love each other like she loved them.

None of them see how badly she wants this, though. She's always been the blonde dancer who sits in the background, watching the stars shine up front. Always been the dizzy, naive girl who dreams of unicorns and rainbows and puffy clouds. Alwaysalwaysalwaysalways.

None of them have ever considered her to be more, she knows that for certain. They don't think that she actually is smart, just in a different way, or that the reason she says she's bi-curious is because her parents won't accept a straight-out lesbian or that the reason she's so dreamy is because of her ADHD or that sometimes the world just goes so fast she ends up screaming STOPSTOPSTOP but no one ever hears.

No one sees the real her.

Nope, she's just Brittany. Your average, blonde cheerleader with only a brain cell or two in her air-filled skull. Right. That's who she is, who she's always been, and how she must stay. At least, that's what the outside world thinks, including her friends. That's why Brittany doesn't try and show them her smarts, because they want her to stay this way and she just loves them sosososososo much that she can't bear to refuse.

"Brittany? Britts, are you okay?"

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"Of course! Let's go, San! I gotta feed Lord Tubbingtons his daily chocolate bar!"