"Bam, bam bam!", Santana shouted with each fireball she shot to the cans standing in a row on the stones in the training area.
"Well that's what I call progress!", came a voice from behind. Santana turned around and let out an exhausted sigh. Puck came up to her and handed her a bottle of water, which she gratefully took.
"Yeah it's getting better every day and it's a great way to let out some frustration.", she winked at him. They've gotten quite good friends by now and were teasing each other all the time.
"Sexual frustration? Because in that case I'd know another way how to get rid of it...", he stated and wiggled his eyebrows. Santana just laughed and punched him in his arms. He theatrically fell to the ground with a loud 'ouch'.
"So I guess I'm not the only frustrated one here?", she said with a playfull smile on her face before walking away to hit the shower.
"I'm your friend Santana, I'm always here for you, just so you know that!", Puck yelled after her. Santana laughed out loudly. "I know, I know, love you too, Baby Dinosaur", before dissapearing entirely leaving a pouting Puck, lying on the floor, behind.
It was now almost a month since Santana came to S.P.O and she was settling in quite well and got friends with almost everybody, except Finn and Rachel. She found them extremly annoying and developed some kind of hate/love realtionship with Rachel. But otherwise everyone respected her and accomodated her completely.
"Satan! Hey! Come here!", Sugar called from her room as Santana walked past it. She chuckled slightly at her nickname and stopped shortly to peek into Sugar's room. The petite was standing in front of her accessible closet holding some pink glitter pants and a red glitter dress in front of her. "So what do you think, Santana, the pants or the dress?"
"Are you going out?"
"No? Oooooh you don't know yet! Uuuuuh this is gonna be soooooo exciting!", Sugar shrieked in her high-pitched voice. "Today is the first friday of the month, sooo we are doing our traditional family dinner, where everyone, and by that I mean e-v-e-r-y-o-n-e has to attend. And to make it all fun and games, someone announces a theme on fridaymorning, and since you were training this morning, when I announced the today's theme at breakfast, you didn't hear it. Anyways..."
"Oh let me guess, it's Barbie in her dreamhouse!"
"No? Why would you suppose that?"
"Oh common!", a smile crackled on Santana's lips.
"No, no, it's 'Glitz&Glam'! Ta ta tssss!", Sugar spinned around mimicking playing the drums. "We had 'Thousand and one night', chosen by Blaine for example and 'Chanel meets the 80's' chosen by Kurt and, uuhm, ooh yeah, 'Transformers' chosen by Finn..." Sugar started to laugh loudly. "That was really funny, cause we had quite a hard time eating with all the metal and stuff..."
"So everyone like dresses up and stuff? And everyone, including Puck and Mike and so on, are seriously making an effort to find a costume?", Santana couldn't believe it.
"Yeah, we are all little drama queens, so it's always a little competition...", she smiled a little devlishly but remembered that she just showed Santana her clothes and threw quickly back into her closet. "Anyways, so yeah dinner starts at half past seven. Get ready and start searching! Love ya bye!", Sugar called out and stalked into her closet again, slamming the door behind her.
Santana shook her head with a smile at Sugar's childish behaviour, but started to walk towards her own room to find something with at least a little glitter. But when she stepped into her room, there was hanging a long black dress, fully covered with paillettes. Santana laughed a little. "Oh my dear Kurt! Always playing our little fashion elf!" If Kurt picked it, it would probably fit her perfectly.
She looked at her alarm clock on her nightstand, which said 18:00, so she had exactly one and a half hour left to shower and get ready. With that she gathered her showering stuff and some black underwear and rushed into the bathroom at the end of the floor, hopped into the shower, hopped out of it, hopped into her underwear, slipped out of the bathroom and into her room. She carefully took the dress from its hanger, pulled it on and stepped in front of her mirror. It enclosed her body perfectly and flattered her every curve. The dress had a long slash on the right side, which when she moved the right way, exposed her long tanned legs and also the dress exposed her whole back. After turning around several times and being pleased with her view, she moved on to her make-up table, where she pulled out the curling iron from the drawer and started making huge and elegant curls into her raven black hair and putting on some fitting make up. To finish off, she opened the closet door on the right to find her huge collection of shoes. She chose some simple black high heels with a small silver plateau. One last look in the mirror. Damn she looked good!
"Someone's looking fab tonight! Dammit girl!", Mercedes stepped out of her room the instant Santana came into the hallway. She was wearing a tight, simple, black cocktail dress and simple black high heels. But for the theme 'Glitz&Glam' she chose huge and pompous diamond earrrings and an enormous shiny, glittering necklace.
"Well you don't look so uggly yourself, wheezy!", Santana returned with a playful smile.
"Well someone has to do the job...", Mercedes threw her hands into the air and laughed and linked arms with Santana.
They arrived in the great entry hall and strolled towards the huge doors towards the living room and soon pushed the heavy doors open to enter a magical world. The light was dimmed and everywhere were hanging chandeliers with huge diamonds and glittercurtains. The couches in the middle were pushed to the sides and a huge dining table replaced them. It was covered in a white, bediamonded tablecloth, there were standing huge silver candleholders everywhere and huge tulle bows with little diamond drops in it were tied to the chairs. In short everything was twinkling and sparkling, especially Sugar's eyes.
"There you are! You're the last ones!", Sam came walking towards them and Santana couldn't stop laughing. He was wearing tight golden shorts, a tight black shirt with a golden bowtie. He looked just ridicolous, but Mercedes couldn't deny herslef ogling him a little until Santana poked her arm to get her back to reality. After throwing a devilishly look at Mercedes Santana turned around to walk away singing. "Can you feel the love tonight...", until Mercedes hit her in the arm.
"Stop it Santana!", she said, her cheeks brigth red.
"Well I'm just trying to help with your thing...", Santana said chuckling.
"I don't have a thing... for him...", she said, but was back, staring at him.
"Oh yeah right!", Santana let out a laugh and went to get herself some champagne.
Right then Sugar stepped onto a little podest hammering a spoon into her champagne flute.
"Well guys, since we are complete now, let's gather around the table and enjoy a glamorous dinner! Best evening evaaaaa...", she announced in her high pitched voice, dancing around on her podest until everyone was seated at the long dining table.
"Let dinner be served!", everyone shouted. "And a toast to our new family member Santana!", to wich everyone raised their glasses. Santana blushed a little and couldn't deny the little warmth spread inside of her, of feeling welcome and loved for the first time after a long time. She tried to keep up her pokerface, but she knew she wouldn't possibly be able to keep her bitchface in place in this house and she was actually welcome for that. So she stood up and hold out her glass once again.
"Well guys, although most of you I find pretty annoying and Rachel, if you wear one of your ridicolous knee-socks again, I'm gonna end you, I have to say noone is forcing me to stay here..."
"Well yeah, we kinda are..."
"Shut up, Manhands. Anyways..."
"Oh my gosh!"
"Guys can you just let me speak for one second?! Aah you guys drive me crazy sometimes!"
"No, oh my gosh!", Sugar said again, her mouth hanging almost to the ground. "Quick Mercedes! Call 911! Now! We're getting rubbed!"
"First of all we can't just call 911 and let the police waltz into a secret organisation of the government and second that's just Brittany... Waaaiit whaaat? What the hell? What is she doing there?"
Now everyone turned around to face the door entry and staring at the blonde, looking around confused and a little terrified. It was deadly silent. Brittany was the first one to break the silence.
"Can you guys tell me where I am, cause apparently I forgot that my fosterparents took me on some kind of holidays." she said looking around searching. "Where are they anyways?"
"Oh boy...", Mercedes let out quitely. "Honey, you ain't in no holidays. It would probably be best if you sit down for the next part!" With that she carefully led the blonde to the couches and sat her down on one of them. Slowly one after the other the rest joined them. Except Santana. She was rooted to the ground.
Apparently Mercedes took over the lead explaining everything to Brittany, who took all that surprisingly good.
"This is soo cool! I've always wanted to be kidnapped, lie in some sort of coma and then turn into some kind of superhero!", Brittany let out, when Mercedes finished, earning 12 confused looks. She suddenly turned around pointing in the direction of Santana, whowas still standing on the same spot as before. "I know you! Aaah, but I don't know from where! Dance classes? Kickboxing? Gas station?", she seemed totally lost in thoughts, trying to find the answer.
"No? Well we've been kidnapped together. We were in the park together, remember?"
"Yes! Of course! But I think, I've known or seen you before..."
"I couldn't remember..."
"Ooooh now! I bumped into you at first day of school!"
"Yeees, you're right! You threw all my books to the ground!", both were now laughing remembering the incident, totally forgetting about the others.
"Well guys?! Since you apparently seem to get along so well, why don't you, Santana, show our newcomer the house?"
"Wait, there are more rooms?"
"Ehm yeah. We live here.", Santana answered confused.
"Wow! This gets amazinger every second", Brittany said, admiring the room with a wide eyes.
"Brittany, amazinger is not a word.", Rachel interfered.
"Well now it is!", Santana exclaimed and grabbed Brittany by her arms to drag her out of the living room.
As the came into the big entry hall, Brittany's jaw just dropped. "Wooooww! This house is amazing!"
"Well, just wait until you see your room! It's right across mine. Common!", Santana dragged Brittany upstairs to show her the room. As they entered, even Santana's jaw dropped. She hasn't been in here yet, but the whole room looked like a mix of easter and vintage. All pastell colours, lots of babyyellow and babyblue and rosy, everywehere were hanging pictures of kittens and bows.
"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhh!" Santana looked alarmed at Brittany, to see if something was wrong with her.
"I love it!", Brittany shouted and danced around the room. "Oh my god! This is amazing! Who did that! Oh my god, there are even clothes! Oh my god, look at the clothes! Oh my godl look at the pencils! Look at the pillows! Oh my god this is way cooler than disney world!" She couldn't stop dancing around and Santana couldn't repress a little smile on her lips.
"Well common! Why don't you change into something more comfortbale?", Santana asked while eyeing the nightgown Brittany still wore from her 'coma'. Brittany looked down at her clothing and decided, that Santana's suggestion was probably quite rational, so hopped over to her closet and picked some mintgreen jeans and a red pullover with white polka dots and looked quite pleased at herself in the mirror.
BAM!
The girls cringed and looked at each other.
BAM! BAM!
There it was again. Santana took Brittanys hand and ran downstairs just to find a smashed front door. Brittany looked at her with a terrified look in her eyes.
"Britt stay behind me!", earning a smile from the blonde. "Why are you smiling?"
"You called me Britt! Noone called me that before. I like it."
Santana had to smile about her subconcious a little, but was reminded of the reason, why they were in a smashed entry hall, when they heard another loud bang from the living room. "Well, we don't have time to chat about nicknames right now. Just stay behind me!" She rushed to the door, that leads into the living room, slowly building a fire ball between her hands and peeked around the corner to see a huge mess in the room. There were about a dozen black disguised figures fighting with the others. Stuff was flying through the air and the ground trembled slightly.
"Wow this looks almost like star wars or some film like that! But that's real, right? I'm not dead?", Brittany asked also trying to look what was going on in the living room, totally forgetting her fear from before.
"Yes it is real and no you're not dead. Please stay here and if one those things come to kill you run to me and I'm gonna kill him first. Ok?"
Brittany nodded. "Aye, aye captain!"
Santana had to laugh. She ripped off the bottom of her very tight dress to get some space for her legs and built another fireball between her hands. Just as she saw Quinn being pushed into the window, she threw the ball at the black figure, hitting her target perfectly, just as she trained to do. Quinn mouthed a thank you to her, running to help Sugar defeating another black figure. But it was clear soon, that the intruders had no chance against 14 human beings with superpowers. They slowly made, one after the other, their way out of the house. When they thougth that all of them were gone one came back rushing in and shooting directly at Santana. She fell to the ground instantly with a loud cry.
"Santanaaa!", Quinn shouted, which caused Brittany to run out of her hiding-place and throw herself of the darkhaired beauty.
"Noooo! You can't leave us already! I've only known you for about two hours and you're already dead? And you're so young! Don't do this to me!" She pushed her hand onto the wound where the bullet had hit Santana.
"Quick call the docotor or something!", Sugar cried out.
"No wait! Guys look!", Mercedes said pointing at Brittany and her hand, which was surrounded by some creepy light beams. The blonde now slowly lifted her hand and the beams dissapeared instantly and with them the wound was gone.
"Did she just heal Santana?", Puck asked speechless.
"Yep she sure did!", Santana answered, now sitting on the ground looking perfectly fine.
"God bless you, you're alive! I'll buy you a cat!", Brittany screamed and threw her arms around Santanas neck.
