Santana woke up to a call from her best guy friend, Noah Puckerman.

"What the hell do you want, Noah", she asked sleepily.

She wondered what he was thinking calling her this early in the morning. He knew she loved her sleep. The weekend was her special time to sleep in and she cherished it.

"I'm sorry, San. It's important. I have a plan to help you prank Sam. Just come to my place".

"Okay fine. Only because you're my best friend and I want to destroy that kid", she smirked over the phone.

"I'll be there in ten minutes".

She parked her car and admired Puck's small bricked house. She rang the doorbell and waited on his comfy tan bench that had the perfect cushion.

Noah opened the door. He was wearing a blue plaid shirt with a pair of jeans on. This guy always had a smile on his face. No matter what mood he was in he tried to make the best Out of life.

That is what Santana admired about him. He was always a positive person.

"Hi. How are you", he asked genuinely.

"I'm good Puck. How are you doing", she asked.

"I'm great like always. I've missed you. We should start hanging out more".

"I completely agree. You're a catch. How about let's go inside and you can tell me about this plan you have", Santana smiled.

They both walked inside of Puck's home and went to his room.

"You still have Berry as you're background picture on your computer", she giggled.

"Forget about that. Let's talk about Sam. So do you remember that movie we used to watch with that blue man", Puck asked.

"Oh yeah! Don't you mean Big Fat Liar?" Santana responded.

"Well I was thinking we could do that to Sam. I could put some hair die into his shampoo and make his hair all weird. We could put like lard into his body wash and drench

His clothes in that horribly scented tequila your Abuela makes", Noah said.

"That's the perfect idea, Noah. Brittany would find him repulsive and break up with him. You're a genius", she gave Puck a huge hug and grinned.

"You're the only person who has ever called me smart. Thank you. I love you, San".

"I love you too, Puckey".

People always called Puck dumb and thought he couldn't make anything in life. Santana knew he had potential and befriended him when they were younger.

When they were in middle school they were both the top badasses of the school. Noah would always wear his black leather jacket and shades every day to prove to people he was cool.

Noah used to always ditch class and never do his homework. Santana was a badass but she was super smart and helped tutor Noah.

After a while she learned how smart he truly was. They brought out the best in people and were practically inseparable.

Before she realized she was a lesbian her and Puck dated. For Santana dating Noah was just for fun but she learned she only loved him as a brother and that was it.

Once she discovered she had feelings for girls that she never felt for guys, she came out to Noah.

She told him that she always felt like this and kind of knew. She was just afraid that he would be mad at her and never speak to her again.

To her surprise he was very accepting and they have been lesbros ever since.

"Santana. I care about you. And yeah it hurts that you don't want to be with me like that.

But I will live. All I care about is for you to be happy. And if a girl can do that for you that makes me happy. You are my best friend and there is no one who could ever take your place. Being a lesbian won't

Change how much of a kind, funny, and amazing person you are. I love you. Forever and always.

Don't ever forget that".

"Okay so we should go to the store to pick up a couple items for plan destroy the Trouty Mouth", she smirked.

"Sure thing, boss. We will need some meat, shampoo so it will be easier to stinkify it", Noah said.

They walked to Wal-Mart and both wore matching outfits to feel more secretive. They wore matching black t-shirts, shades, and black leather pants. While Santana wore her black high heels, Puck just wore his black boots he wore on a daily basis.

As they walked into the store they were greeted by a worker. "Hello, guys. Are you doing okay? You look like you are on some top secret mission or something", he joked.

"You have no idea", Santana said.

"Off to the meat section", Puck said all cooly.

They had strut in their walk as they walked from the meat section to the shampoo aisle.

When they made it back to Puck's place they laid all of their items onto the table. They sorted through everything to make sure everything was there.

"Okay so you and your abuela can make the secret but delicious tequila recipe. Tomorrow I will proceed to sneak into the guys' locker room before football practice.

And plant all the dirty stuff in Sam's locker. It will be epic".

"Sounds like a plan", Santana said.

Santana drove to her Abuela's home and was greeted with a hug.

Her abuela took out her crockpot to make her special recipe.

"Are you going to tell me why you want me to make my tequila, Santana", she asked confused.

"Mom and Papi wanted some".

"It better not be for a party".

"Yeah right. I don't go to any parties. That's where the cool kids go", Santana replied.

"Can you take out the cinnamon, alcohol and beans. Make sure to tell your parents to not intake too much of this.

It can make you really gassy".

"Perfect", Santana whispered with a smile on her face.

Santana brought a huge bottle with her and said thank you to her grandmother.

Overnight Santana and puck stuffed blended raw meat into the body wash. They then proceeded to put blue hair die into Sam's shampoo.

They saved the tequila best for last and put it into some cologne that Sam was supposedly obsessed with.

What a weirdo.

"Make sure to also spray some of the tequila with this little spray bottle I put it in on his clothes", Santana said.

"Okay. I will see you tomorrow. And remember you're going to get the girl", he kissed Santana on the forehead and left.

In the morning Puck was sneaky and placed all the shampoos, body wash, and cologne into Sam's locker that he pick locked.

After football practice when it was time to shower he saw Sam. "Hey Sam that was a good play today. Do you want to use this bar of soup? I have an extra.

And I don't really want to put it to waste, you know", Puck said.

"Sure, man. Thanks", Sam said.

What Sam didn't know was that Sam put some special die he bought from Artie. Artie was like the smartest guys he knew.

He invented this special potion that can turn something a different color and when it interacts with skin it Will stay there for at least a month.

So far he only told Puck about it and wanted him to test it out. This one was blue and he thought what better person than his best friend Sam Evans to test it out.

While Sam was gone Puck sprayed all his clothes with the Tequilla. All the guys were gone so no one could witness Puck.

Before Noah left he hid all of the towels so Sam couldn't use one.

Sam scrubbed his whole body with the special soap.

When he got out of the shower he was wondering where his towel went and he was very angered that there were no towels to be found.

He grabbed his clothes and walked into the halls of McKinnley bare naked. Santana saw Sam and thought it was the funniest thing in the world.

"Damn. Pure genius. I didn't know this was part of the plan", Santana mumbled.

"Hey, Santana could you get me a towel? Please", Sam begged.

"Looking good smurf", she joked. "I'm the only one at this school who people would want to see naked", she giggled.

"Let's make that happen", Sam smiled.

"Shut the hell up, loser. I am way too gay for you. And I'm so not your friend.

Your naked ass might as well find that towel all by yourself.

Because I don't give a fuck about you and your idiocy".

"Looking good Evans", Kurt and Blaine said. They were holding hands as they were about to exit the school.

"Can you get me a towel guys", he pleaded.

"Umm, sorry. Can't do that. Santana said we can't", Kurt smiled and they walked away.

"Hey, Mr. Schue can you get me a towel, man".

"No can do. I have paper's to grade. Kids to stalk and Santana told doesn't want me to do that.

Sorry kid", the teacher replied.

"He is pedo will", Sam mumbled to himself.

A group of cheerios giggled at Sam and walked away.

"Samuel, why is your skin blue", Quinn giggled.

"You look like a smurf", they all chanted.

Finn, Puck, and Mike saw him and laughed the hardest they have ever laughed.

"Dude, what happened to you", Finn broke out laughing.

"What are you talking about", he questioned.

He ran to look in a mirror and was confused why his skin turned blue.

Then he thought It must have been Santana. She was always out to do get him and he didn't know why.

He finally found a towel and got dressed in the restroom.

Five o'clock was Sam and Brittany's after school study time and Sam was worried for Brittany to see him like this.

Brittany rang his doorbell and he slowly opened the door.

"Please don't laugh".

"Why would I laugh? You're the hottest guy in school", Brittany said.

"What happened? Did you get into a fight with a smurf ", Brittany joked.

"You promised you weren't going to laugh, babe. I honestly don't know what happened ".

After an hour of studying Chem and Algebra Brittany tried to make small talk.

"So what do you think of Santana Lopez", She asked.

"Uhh. I guess she's okay. She's like really hot, but I think she hates me".

"She is very pretty and I think she has a great heart. Why does she hate you", she asked.

"Uhh, I don't know. May be she likes you and is jealous of me".

"Do you really think she could like me", she smiled.

"You're not thinking of breaking up with me for Santana. Are you", he asked.

Santana was too busy daydreaming about Santana.

A few minutes passed.

"Uhh. Brittany. Are you going to answer my question or what", he asked.

"Of course not. Well maybe. No I wouldn't do that to you".

"Whatever", Sam pouted.

"I'm sorry I didn't mean it like that. It's just you don't give me any attention anymore. It seems like you are always hanging out with Quinn and flirting with all the cheerios".

"I love you Brittany. A lot. Don't you love me", he asked.

"I do love you. Of course I do".

Sam hugged her and Brittany continued to dream about Santana Lopez in a bikini washing her car.

"There is this girl in my Econ class and she was telling me she was starting this glee club. I was thinking of joining. Would you join too", she asked.

"That's dumb Brittany. Why would I want to do that?

I don't want another reason for people to make fun of me. I'm the quarterback but people still have no respect for me at this school.

I barely have any friends and it sucks. I'm sorry I got to go".

"I bet Santana would join with me", Brittany sadly said to herself.

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