Hello dear readers. I would like to apologize for the wait. I've had parts of this written for a while but it never came together properly until today. I would also like to think adolt-affair for reading and reviewing each chapter in one sitting, it definitely kicked me into over drive to get this posted quicker :) and all of my other reviewers and people who have this on their favorites/alerts list. Thanks!

This one is a Christmas one, (a bit late but whatever) I have a New Years Eve chapter nearly finished so that should be up soon.

Please enjoy and please let me know what you think.


"So, what did you get Puck for Christmas?"

"Well, he's jewish so I kind of thought I'd need to get him Hanukkah presents but luckily he already told me not to worry about the whole jew thing. Either way, I haven't gotten him anything yet." Santana hung her head looking at Britt with one eye closed, her face scrunched. Brittany giggled at her expression. "It's not funny B, I'm a terrible girlfriend! What do you get a boy for presents?"

"First off, I'm sure you aren't a terrible girlfriend. Second, I haven't gotten Mike anything yet either. Boys are impossible!"

"RIGHT? I mean, I've had yours for over a month. Then I added more. Easy!" Brittany was bouncing in her sat from the mention of presents.

"Did you bring it? Is it in your bag? What is it, or what are they? Can I have them?" Britt reached for the bag.

"Whoa there killer. I may have brought your present but if you look before I give it to you, I'm taking it all back! Also, you don't get yours unless I get mine."

"Oh, she's had yours done and wrapped for forever!" Andy laughed from the front seat, receiving a slap on his head from his sister who's face was now bright red.

"Oh she has, has she?" Santana smirked, turning her attention to her friend who was hiding behind her hands. "Do tell me more dear Andy." Santana started to lean forward in her seat but was pushed back by a strong arm.

"Andy if you breathe one word about it I will tell Santana all about what I saw the other day in your room." Andy froze in his seat.

"What about Andy's room honey? Is it a mess again?" Brittany's mom asked. Andy groaned.

"It's nothing mom just something between siblings." Brittany's mom shook her head.

"Sometimes I worry about you kids and what you're not telling me." Mrs. Pierce eyed her kids suspiciously.

"Mom you were in my room earlier today throwing my laundry on my bed, I'm pretty sure you would have seen something so just don't worry about it." Santana could sense a slight tension in the car.

"Okay so, maybe we should go shopping for boyfriend presents." Santana suggested.

"Oh that's a great idea Santana. I was just saying earlier that I still had a few more gifts to buy, we should all go tomorrow, I'll see if Eric wants to come too!" Brittany was the one to groan now.

"Think about it this way, if your brothers come then we have two boys who can give us ideas for what to get Mike and Puck. Then we can shove them into the arcade or some sporting goods store and do our own shopping without them." Santana kept her voice down so her plan wouldn't be heard and potentially rejected by Mrs. Pierce.

"Fine, but we are getting the guys' gifts first so I don't have to spend all day with Andy drooling all over you and Eric just being his normal annoying self."

"Deal."


When they arrived at the Pierce residence Andy carried the bags inside the house and set them down just inside the living room.

"Andy, think you could take the bags downstairs?" Brittany yelled from the garage.

"He's such a handy little twerp isn't he?" Santana joked, walking in behind Mrs. Pierce.

"Don't take advantage of it Santana, I don't need my boy to get any wrong ideas, you got me?" Mrs. Pierce narrowed her eyes, her finger inches away from Santana's face.

"Yes Mrs. P, I know."

"Geez mom. We're going to go downstairs before you make Santana afraid to come over anymore." Her mom waved them off as they headed for the stairs, passing Andy on the way. "We're claiming the TV down here Andy so don't come down unless you are going to be quiet and not fawn all over my friend here, got it?" Brittany mimicked her mother's actions. Santana fought hard against the giggle in her throat but couldn't keep it in very long once Brittany wiggled her finger at her brother.

"Come on B, I think he'll be fine." Santana pulled her friend down the stairs. "Besides, don't you want your presents?" Brittany jumped from the steps and ran towards the couch, sliding across the wooden floor.

"Come on Santana, it's Christmas present time!" Brittany was sitting cross-legged on one end of the couch, a medium sized box resting at her side.

"I'm guessing that one is mine?" Santana eyed the package, grabbed her bag and pulled out a few boxes that were wrapped and ribboned together.

"OooOOOoo, I'm so excited! Here open mine first!" Santana sits opposite Brittany and slides the box towards her. "Don't mind the card, you can read it later." Santana sets the card aside and slips her fingers through the paper material, then pulls up the flaps of the cardboard box and yanks out the tissue paper.

"Man, I always forget how much unwrapping is involved in getting a gift!" Santana laughs, but when she looks at Brittany she stops. Brittany's hands are nervously fidgeting in her lap, her teeth gnawing at her bottom lip and her eyebrows knit together. "Are you okay?" Brittany nods quickly, her eyes shifting up to Santana's then back towards the box, her hands flicking out to get Santana to continue.

Underneath the tissue paper is a book with a popsicle stick frame on the front holding a picture of the two of them.

"Open it." Brittany's voice is barely above a whisper. When she opens it Santana sees a few poems that she's written are printed on colored paper. There are several different colored pages all bound by yarn.

"Did- Did you-?"

"Yeah, I made it. You write such beautiful things and no one ever knows about them but they should and now you have a book to put them in some how. You don't have to keep the picture in there if you don't want, I just thought since I'm giving it to you." Santana grabs Brittany's fidgeting hands.

"Stop rambling B. I love it. Thank you so much!" Santana leans over and wraps her arms around Brittany. She takes a deep breath and smiles as she smells Brittany's unique scent of shampoo and perfume.

"I'm glad you like it." Brittany leans back, a bright smile on her face as she eyes the gifts that are meant for her.

"Ah yes, never could forget your own gifts for long could you." Santana teased handing the gifts over to Brittany who tore the first one open, tossing the card to the side first. "Be careful B, the small box is kind of fragile."

Brittany's eyes lit up as she pulled a small glass ornament out of the box.

"A Wizard of Oz ornament? This is so cute!" Brittany's fingers traced across the four characters (and Toto) that adorned the ornament, her smile was soft.

"You realize there are more right?" Santana laughed, not wanting to spoil the moment but anxious for Brittany to open the rest of her gifts. Brittany set the ornament back into the box and set it aside to grab the next box. She pulled out a pair of blue fingerless gloves with a mitten flap. The flap was a yellow color, and when flipped over her fingers, Brittany's hand looked like a duck. She squealed in excitement as she moved her hands and quacked in Santana's face.

"Okay Donald Duck there's one more, it's nothing as cool as the other two but still needs to be opened." Brittany ripped the paper from the thin square object.

Britt's Epic Dance Mix made Special by Me was written on a disc inside the thin jewel case.

"You made me a mix?" Brittany giggled.

"Well, I mean it's not a 'boyfriend mix tape,'" Santana scoffed, "but I figured you'd want some awesome music to dance to and my sister's iTunes has a lot of really bad ass music so..." Santana shrugged.

"This is great! I can't wait to try it out! Think we can do it now!"

"YOU can do whatever you want, I'm quite content watching you."

"But I thought you said I could teach you some moves, that you trusted me." Brittany pouted.

"Maybe another day okay? I'm pretty wiped out. I promise you though, I will let you teach me something." Santana stretched her legs out and into Brittany's lap, her arms reaching over her head. "Can we watch a movie though? I'm not ready to go to bed."

"Yes. I think Andy and I were watching Looney Tunes 1001 Rabbit Tales earlier, that okay?" Brittany reached for the remote.

"Sounds perfect, I love that movie! I can move if you want to sit or stretch out."

"No it's cool, you stretch, I stretched last time." Santana got comfortable, stretching out properly over Brittany's legs.

The movie began and within twenty minutes Brittany could hear light snores coming from Santana. She laughed, rolling her eyes at the easiness of her friends slumber. Her eyes noticed the unopened card she'd received from Santana. Trying her best to not move too much she grabbed it from the table.

Jingle bells Jingle bells Jingle all the way

Oh what fun it is to give a Christmas card today.

Inside the card Brittany noticed a lengthy hand written note.

Merry Christmas Britt, You have no idea how thankful I am to have met you and have you as my best friend. You really are an amazing person, an incredible dancer and the bestest friend I could ever ask for. I'll never be able to properly show you just how much I appreciate everything you have done for me so far. You are my best friend and I hope you know that I will ALWAYS be here for you. I hope you like your gifts and that you have a great Christmas.

Love you B, Always Always,

Santana (Baby Sanny)

A heart is drawn around the words Always Always. Brittany smiles, putting the card down on the table and grabs the DVD remote to turn their movie off.

"San, wake up." Brittany lightly shakes her legs. "Come on babe, let's go up to my room." Santana still doesn't move. Brittany decides to take matters into her own hands and slides out from under Santana's legs. She kneels down beside the couch, pulling her friend into a sitting position and puts Santana's arms around her shoulders as she lifts Santana's legs and carries her like a toddler up the stairs, grabbing Santana's bag on the way. As she walks towards her bedroom she sees both of her brothers are still up watching a movie.

"Hey guys basement is all yours. Good night." Brittany lays Santana down on the bed.

"Britt?" Santana's voice is groggy as she rubs her eyes and yawns.

"You couldn't have woken up BEFORE I carried you upstairs?" Brittany laughed. "Your bag is right there if you want to put pajamas on." Brittany is already half way changed as she watches Santana fumble through her bag. Throwing on a tank top, she helps Santana get her things out of the bag.

Some how, Santana manages to change her clothes without moving too much. When she's done changing her head falls back against the pillow and she rolls over to face Brittany.

"Thank you. Presents. Bed. Carrying me. So nice!" Brittany laughs to herself at Santana's disconnected sentences, watching her friend roll back over on her other side.

"Good night S." Brittany reaches out and rubs Santana's back.

"Mmm, night night B."


"What about this? Boys like getting clothes right?" Santana holds up a shirt off the rack in American Eagle. They've been in a few stores already and nothing is getting their attention. Then again, they've also been getting distracted with things they'd like to have.

"It's a cool shirt but I don't think Puck would ever wear it." Brittany pulls out a button down shirt, turning it towards Santana.

"Britt, Mike already has that shirt. I remember because you said it made his eyes look really cool."

"Oh yeah, the magic eye shirt! Maybe we should just get them pajamas. I mean you've said Puck comes over in his jammies sometimes and secretly I like to steal Mike's pajama pants so maybe I can give him some to have of his very own that I will promise not to steal."

"That's actually not a bad idea. Wait-" Santana looks around the store, "Where are your brothers?"

"Oh, they got sick of us being indecisive so they left. We'll be alright now that we've decided what we're getting them. Come on, I don't see anything fun here and Abercrombie is just a few shops down, I know Mike usually gets his stuff from there." Santana and Brittany start to exit the store when something catches Santana's eye.

"Britt wait. Did you get Quinn anything?" Santana pulls an orange and yellow scarf off the rack. "Do you think she'd like this? I know her favorite color is orange, and she doesn't have a scarf for the winter."

"That's a great idea! Yeah, I got her a book and some really cool make up. I'm supposed to exchange with her in a few days." Brittany walks towards the registers with Santana.

"Her and I haven't even talked about doing presents. What if she didn't get me anything?" Santana looks worried.

"She did, I went with her to get it. Maybe you can meet up with us to exchange gifts." Brittany smiles.

"B, you know after today I'm pretty busy with family stuff, I probably won't even see either of you until new years eve. Do you think I could just give you her gift and you do the trade off for us?" Brittany sighs at the reminder of their time away but sucks it up and nods.

After Santana and Brittany make their purchases in Abercrombie they find Mrs. Pierce walking around Pottery Barn looking at decorations.

"You girls all set?"

"Yeah, once we decided to get them pajamas it was actually pretty easy, in and out. Where's Andy and Eric?"

"Food court probably, I saw them coming out of F.Y.E. earlier. I said I'd meet them in the food court around one." Mrs. Pierce looks at her watch. "Five minutes to one! I impress even myself at my accuracy. Let's get lunch!"

During lunch the group decides they've had enough shopping and should probably head back, dropping Santana off on the way.

"I'll call you later B. Thank you again so much for the book, you're the best!" Santana hugs her friend tight as she gets out of the car. "Thanks for everything Mrs. P. Later boys!" Santana waves, walking towards her house, watching as they pull out of the drive way.

Well, that was an eventful 24 hours. I seriously have the greatest best friend in the world. This could quite possibly be the best present I've ever received, it's so fucking thoughtful! I feel like such a chump for what I got her. Oh wow an ornament, some gloves and a stupid CD, gee Santana, be more lame!

Santana's pocket buzzes as she walks into her house.

Britt-Britt: I forgot to say thank you for coming to my show and staying over and coming shopping with me. But especially for the presents, they're perfect! I will put my ducky gloves to good use, plan a dance for us with the CD and take extra special care of the ornament. You're amazing.

Well, apparently I'm not as lame as I thought. Oh, I don't think I ever read her card!

Santana walked into her room, pulling the card from her bag.

The cover had a picture of a penguin in a santa hat. Inside was just Brittany's hand writing.

Merry Christmas Santa-na, haha get it? I wanted to get you a funny card but this penguin was just too cute to pass up. I'm really glad Quinn introduced us and we became best friends. I can't imagine having a friend better than you. You're such an amazing person and I can't wait for everything else we'll be doing in the future. You're my bestest friend ever and I feel like our friendship is only going to get better. Thank you for everything you've done for me, I appreciate it more than you could imagine.

Love you muchos babes,

Britt

Santana stared at the card a moment longer, re-reading the words to make sure she absorbed it all.

Yep, this girl is definitely better than anyone I've ever met.


Alright, reviews are always welcome. Hope you liked hte slightly delayed Christmas chapter. I apologize again for the wait, and the NYE one should be up in the next couple of days.