A/N: So this is long overdue. Apparently I'm not the best updater.

To Hobbit, since I can't PM you: I wish you a very happy birthday today. I hope you have a great day and that you get to spend it with everyone you love. :)

Thank you to everyone who reviewed, favorited and clicked the follow button :)

Now I believe we have a date that we need to get to?

Disclaimer: I do not own Glee, if I did there wouldn't be hiatuses that long in the middle of the season.


Brittany had been staring at the menu for the past ten minutes. It was too hard to decide on what to eat. Everything just sounded so delicious and all she could smell around her were tasty odors. As she looked around her to spot those delicious smelling dishes, her eyes found those of the Latina in front of her, who had been staring at her lovingly all this time.

Brittany smiled sheepishly at the brunette, "I can't decide, how about you choose for me?"

"I was hoping you would say that." The darker girl smiled back at her. With that she called their waiter over and ordered both their dishes at once.

They made small talk while they waited for their food to arrive. In the middle of the blonde's story about a dragon slaying duck -don't ask- the waiter came back with their drinks.

"So then what did the duck do?" Santana inquired curiously. Brittany beamed at her, she was scared that she was boring her best friend, but apparently Santana was interested in everything that came out of her mouth.

"He went to get his friends and they ambushed the dragon in his cave, then-" Santana once again smiled lovingly at the girl. She was just so innocent and it was yet another thing that she loved about the blonde.

Santana didn't know how much life experience Brittany had though. She didn't know that Brittany had began starting to question things, like how she got back here in the first place. Brittany was scared that it was all just a dream. That tomorrow she would wake up in the house she shared with her husband and this had all been a trick of her mind.

But for now Brittany pushed that thought aside, she had to in order to enjoy this lovely date that Santana had set up.

The moment the food arrived they dived in. And Brittany had to agree that it tasted heavenly. Judging from the soft sound that Santana was making, she agreed.

Then the bell above the door jingled and in rolled Artie. No, not just Artie, but Artie pushed by a cheerleader Brittany recognized.

When Santana noticed that not all of the blonde's attention was on her anymore, she looked behind her to see the smirking boy roll towards them.

"Ladies." He greeted.

Santana just nodded, not liking for one bit that the boy was ruining their date. Seriously, couldn't he just roll the other way?

While Santana was calculating the distance to the nearest cliff -screw being nice- Artie spoke up again. "So Britt, on a pity date with Santana after she sang you that song?"

Brittany frowned, she felt as if she had missed a part of the conversation, yet she was here the entire time. "What are you talking about, Artie?"

"Oh come on, we both know you're not gay. You're just a little bi-curious, which is why you made out with all those girls, but you don't want to be in a lesbian relationship. Most certainly not with Santana." Artie shot back.

Brittany just sat there gaping with her mouth wide open. Santana wasn't having any of it though. Especially after Brittany turned her gaze towards Santana and she was met with pleading eyes.

"Okay, listen up Specs. I know you think you're a big deal now that you've had a chance at dating the hottest girl in school. And I'm sure that girl you came in with thinks the same, but you're nothing. The only reason Brittany came to you in the first place was because she was mad at me. And guess what? Even when you two were together she still came to me because you just can't please her. So how about you roll away right now, before I lend you a little hand? Also, if that girl likes her spot on McKinley's number one team, she better leaves right now."

The eyes of the blonde girl -who had a strikingly resemblance to Brittany- shot open at Santana's words. During their 'conversation' she had come closer to see what the fuss was all about. Probably hoping to get a good story to tell her friends. Yet when she heard the Head Cheerleader's best friend threatening her spot, she bolted out of the restaurant faster then lightening.

Santana smirked at the boy's dumbfounded expression and sat back down. When Artie didn't seem to move she just waved him away with her hand.

A waiter approached them and turned to Artie. "Sir, your table is ready, if you would follow me?" Artie just looked up at him and then back at Santana. He repeated this several times and Brittany was getting sick of his disturbance.

She got up and smiled at the waiter, then she gripped the handles of Artie's wheelchair and rolled him towards his own table where he spent the night eating alone.

Brittany returned to her own table and sat down as if nothing had happened. Santana smiled at her and resumed eating the last bits of her meal.

They both finished eating at the same time, which prompted their waiter to come to their table and ask the if they would like the dessert menu. Brittany nodded excitedly at him and several moments later he returned with two menus.

They eventually decided to share a piece of chocolate cake, since they were nearly full and coach Sue wouldn't appreciate them eating too much unhealthy food anyway.

When they finished eating the cake, or more like feeding each other the cake, Santana called over the waiter to ask the check.

Before Brittany could even open her purse, Santana had already paid the man, tipping him generously. Brittany tried to glare at the brunette, but it turned out in more of a pout. Santana just laughed at the girl, promising that she would get to pay the next time. Brittany couldn't help but beam at that.

Then Santana stood up and practically dragged the girl out of the restaurant. It was still warm outside as Brittany made her way to the passenger's side of Santana's car whilst Santana grabbed something from the trunk. After she had closed the trunk she made her way towards Brittany.

"Nu-uh." Santana said playfully as she grabbed the taller girl's hand and dragged her along the way. Brittany decided to shake her questions off and just followed the girl, wherever she would take her.

After about ten minutes of walking they arrived at a park with a big pond. Inside of it were ducks splashing around and dipping their little heads under water. Brittany's eyes grew wide, she looked back at Santana and only now noticed that the girl had taken a blanket out of the car.

Santana laid out the blanket close to the pond and then walked towards the ducks. She motioned for Brittany to follow her and pulled out a cluster of grapes. Brittany beamed at her best friend for remembering that bread wasn't good for ducks and grapes were a great alternative.

She then handed about half the grapes to Brittany and pulled out a knife. She cut Brittany's grapes in half first so she could start feeding the ducks while Santana cut hers.

Brittany literally squealed when the first duck ate half of a grape. The others soon followed and a few moments later ducks were crowding around Brittany. And Brittany loved every moment of it. When Brittany ran out of grapes Santana felt bad for her, seeing as she was enjoying feeding the animals so much. So Santana handed the girl her grapes as well.

After they -or more like Brittany with Santana watching her- fed the ducks, they laid down on the blanket to watch the stars like in every cheesy movie.

"This was the best date ever." Brittany broke the silence.

"Yeah?" Santana replied unsure.

"Definitely."


On the other end of town two very different girls were happily on a date. Rachel really had gone all the way with her expensive dress while Quinn traded in her typical sun dress for a tight cocktail dress.

Both girls were too busy smiling at each other to actually eat their meals, so when the waiter came to clean up the food was nearly untouched. Which didn't matter, because neither girl noticed the man anyway.

After having paid the man, the two girl left the restaurant. The silence in the car as Quinn drove Rachel home wasn't even close to awkward. Neither girl had ever felt so comfortable in someones presence.

When they arrived at Rachel's enormous house, Quinn walked her to the door like any gentleman would.

Just as Quinn was about to kiss the girl goodnight the front door opened revealing the Berry men. Rachel started fiddling with her dress as the men took their time eying both girls up and down.

Hiram and Leroy, who had been thinking that their daughter was out with Finn, didn't really know what to say. "Well, this is interesting." Hiram smirked.

Rachel turned beet red. Quinn felt the need to speak up. "Uhm, hello sirs, I'm Quinn." Rachel turned towards her with wide eyes as if saying 'bad move'.

Leroy's eyes darkened. "Quinn? As in, Quinn who tortured our daughter for over a year?" He growled out that made Quinn gulp.

"Dad, it isn't like that anymore. I- I really like her." Rachel said which made Quinn smile adoringly at her.

"And how do you even know that this isn't yet another trick to get you down? Honey, what even happened with Finn?" Leroy continued.

"I just know dad. Besides, Finn and I were never going to work out." Rachel pleaded with her dads to understand.

"I never liked Finn anyway." Hiram spoke up with a smile, "Hiram Berry, Rachel's daddy and biggest admirer. Nice to meet you Quinn." Hiram continued offering his hand for Quinn to shake.

"Nice to meet you too, sir. I promise I won't hurt Rachel." Quinn said with so much determination in her eyes that they had no other choice then to believe her. It made Hiram smirk at Leroy as if to say 'told you so'.

"But I should get going, I'll see you at school Rach. Nice to meet both of you." Quinn nodded at them afore kissing Rachel goodbye on her cheek, which made the shorter girl blush feverishly.

With that Quinn walked towards her car and as she drove away she saw Rachel and Hiram hugging and jumping around like teenage girls at a Justin Bieber concert in her rear view mirror.


A/N: Drop a review for my birthday tomorrow?