I wrote this yesterday in preparation for the impending breakup episode. I hope you guys get a little bit of enjoyment or relief out of knowing that in my universe, brittana is and always will be ON.

This is also in response to this prompt (which I received on tumblr):

"Brit and San signed Kitten up for soccer but rather then playing Kitten tends to just curl up in the sun and sleep, they bribe Kitten to play"

It's not exactly the same, but I hope it's still entertaining and enjoyable to read. :)

Oh and for those that are probably wondering and waiting, I'm hoping to get the next chapter of the main story out either tonight or tomorrow at the latest. :D

Kitten's First Game (Rated K+ - Family/Romance - mild sexual themes)

Neither rain nor cold was going to keep Brittany and Santana from attending their kitten's very first soccer match. Bundled up in an excessive amount of rain-gear, Santana was perched beneath an umbrella on a bench at the sidelines, while Brittany stood closer to the field, wearing a pair of ridiculously yellow galoshes and a matching raincoat.

The young mother was hooting and hollering along with the other parents, trying to support and encourage her child, though what she was shouting wasn't anything like what the other adults were. Instead of encouraging her six year old daughter to run after the ball, she was trying to get her to stop playing in the large mud puddles that were scattered across the field.

"Kitten, honey! No, sweety! Your uniform is white! Please! Your abuela is going to have a fit when she sees-" Brittany trailed off, realizing eventually that her baby wasn't going to listen to her.

Being outside in such inclement weather was an event in of itself for the young Neko, seeing as the cat girl's mother hated the rain herself, and tended to freak out every time she came into the house even slightly damp. Something about their propensity for developing massive ear infections when too much water got inside...

"San, can't you do something?" Brittany walked back towards the bench her mate was crouched on, bending down herself so she could duck under the girl's massive umbrella. She almost snorted when she saw the way Santana had wrapped her scarf over face and head in order to protect her ears. "You look like a mummy."

Santana wrinkled her nose at her mate, not that the girl could see it beneath her scarf, and flicked her tail in agitation at her side. She wanted to be there for her kitten, but did the girl's first game have to be during a freaking monsoon? She scooted over a little, allowing Brittany some room on the bench, and then immediately curled her body into her mate's side.

"You're going to stay up with her at night when she's got double ear infections and refuses to take her medicine," Santana insisted, remembering all too well her own childhood nightmarish incidents.

Brittany rolled her eyes and turned her head, pressing a kiss to the scarf covering her mate's temple. "Fine, then you can do Kitten's laundry. Give your mother a break from inhaling all those stain removal pens she uses," she responded, watching out of the corner of her eye as their daughter did a belly flop onto the soggy ground, almost disappearing completely from view beneath the muddy water.

"I'm glad I taught her how to swim last summer," Brittany giggled, watching as only the girl's tail remained above the water, almost like a periscope. Santana mumbled something into her scarf in response, but Brittany couldn't understand her. "Mmm, you're so sexy when you speak 'Charlie Brown' to me."

It was Santana's turn to snort, and she briefly took her eyes off of her submerged baby in order to glance seductively at her mate. "I'm giving you sex eyes, if you can't tell," she explained, pulling a little at the scarf over her mouth and nose so Brittany could understand her and had a better view of her face.

"Mmmm, I can see that... Do you think she'll notice if we disappear for a few minutes?" Brittany asked suggestively, giving her lover her own version of "sex eyes".

Santana shook her head quickly, pointing to the field where their daughter was now gathering together a group of girls from the other team for an impromptu game of "Duck, Duck, Goose," much to the referee, and the parent's of those girls dismay.

"I'm so glad we splurged on the minivan," Brittany grinned as she took her mate's hand, and together the two of them dashed off towards the parking lot, laughing and splashing through their own puddles as they went.