Santana's devious plan went off without a hitch. Blaine showed up in a nice Tux to take her to prom to her mother's seeming surprise. Seriously why would she be surprised? Santana marveled as the boy talked to her father about the Cleveland Cavaliers and vintage muscle cars. For a gay guy he was shockingly knowledgeable about guy stuff. When they left the house she was surprised neither of her parents seemed put off by the introduction. Blaine was the perfect choice. He sold it easier than she expected him too. She had to remember to buy him a copy of the Evita soundtrack or whatever it is gay guys were into.
She waited in the limo while he repeated the process with Kurt. It didn't take nearly as long, despite Kurt's diva temperament it seemed he wasn't high maintenance. At least he wasn't tonight. When he stepped out of his house wearing some ridiculous over the top outfit she altered her opinion a tad. He looked crazy over done yet somehow lock in step to his unique sense of style.
When they pulled up in front of Brittany's house she felt her stomach churn with nerves. The thought of backing out crossed her mind before she pushed it back. If she ran now that would be the end of things. Britt would never forgive her. Tonight would be the absolute end and her whole plan would have been for nothing. She took a deep breath counted to ten and stepped out of the limo.
There was another limo parked down the street that she did her best to ignore. Things had gone too far to blow it now. She walked slowly to the house and knocked on the door before giving herself the opportunity to get scared and back out.
Brittany's dad answered the door. He smiled widely at her and welcomed her in. Santana had always liked Mr. Pierce. He was nothing like her father. He wore sweat pants and rock tee-shirts. Brittany had once mentioned that he was an alternate during the Olympics although she couldn't remember what year or what sport. A good girlfriend would know. She made a mental note to search the internet.
"Brittany your date's here." He yelled up the stairs.
Brittany's mom came down the stairs first. She was smiling wide and proud. Brittany's revelation that they hadn't been okay with their relationship echoed in her mind. It was funny, she had never got that impression from them. They had always been welcoming and polite. They seemed to love her.
"Santana sweetheart you look great." Mrs. Pierce said, still smiling.
"I'm in love with your daughter. I'm in love with her and my feelings for her are real. I've been lying to myself and I'm ready to stop doing that. I'd like your permission to start dating Brittany officially." She blurted out. She had no idea where the words were coming from. It seemed like a stupid thing to say once she'd gotten them out.
The Pierces stared at her in silence before Mr. Pierce wrapped her up in a big hug. "Well you certainly have my permission. It was very polite of you to ask."
Mrs. Pierce stared at her closely. Santana could see the wheels turning in her head. There was something she wanted to say that she was holding back. The hesitation almost made her heart stop.
"Mrs. Pierce I understand it may not exactly be what you want for her but there is nobody on the planet who loves your daughter more than me. There is nobody who'll treat her better." Santana plead, doing her best to hold it together while she stated her case. The last thing she needed to do was smear her makeup with tears.
The woman finally relented. "I know. I know all of that. It's just Brittany told me that you had a hard time talking about this sort of thing. She'll be very happy to hear that you've done this. She'll be very proud."
The weight that seemed to be holding her down lifted quickly. "Thank you ma'am."
"You kids have a good time." She said. She looked over her shoulder at the empty staircase. "We will have to sit down now and discuss your sleeping arrangements when you stay the night."
"Yes ma'am." Santana said. She expected that to be brought up. It didn't matter though. After tonight it wouldn't be an issue anymore.
Just then Brittany rounded the corner of the staircase in a beautiful yellow dress that made Santana's heart stop. A warm feeling of happiness and love over took her and everything else faded away. The world stood still and she simply took in the sight of the blonde beauty she was lucky enough to call her own.
The Prom…
"You're in a really good mood. You said that you had something special planned for us. What is it?" Brittany asked. They'd taken a dance off to grab something to drink and rest. They were sitting in chairs lining the edges of the dance floor watching their classmates enjoy themselves. Santana was doing her best to give the girl the night of her life. They danced every time Brittany asked, rested whenever she wanted, and held hands in front of everyone for as long as Brittany wanted to. Santana was even doing her best to ignore the few stares and whispers they were getting.
"If I tell you that it won't be a surprise." Santana told her. "Just know that I have a change of clothes for us in my car and your parents aren't expecting you home tonight."
"Puck's cousin got the hotel room for us?" Brittany asked. She sounded excited. Score!
Santana nodded. "Of course. I put the key in my overnight bag in the trunk of my car but that's all I'm gonna say."
Brittany faked a cute pout then switched gears. "I don't understand this theme. Under the sea. If we were under the sea wouldn't we be under water? How come we aren't under water? And where are the fish?" The girl asked. Santana knew it was a kind gesture on Brittany's part. An effort to distract her and keep her mind on something light and simple.
"I don't know baby whoever came up with this theme is an idiot. You're right there should be fish everywhere. Next year we'll have to join the committee so it won't suck."
Brittany leaned in and gave her a quick kiss on the cheek. "It doesn't suck. I'm having a really good time, thank you for bringing me."
Santana almost blushed. "Whatever my Britt-Britt wants, my Britt-Britt gets."
Brittany peered over Santana's shoulder at something then locked eyes with her. "Would you be super mad or embarrassed if I danced with Artie?"
Interesting thing to do after what the little moron did. "No. Do me a favor though and send Berry over here, I have something to ask her."
Brittany gave her another kiss this time on the lips and hustled away. The fast thump of the hip hop beat died down and some oldie's slow jam began to play. Figures. Santana thought. One dance and it's some belly grinding slow song. She should kick that DeeJay's ass. The nerve of him. She bet that four wheeled freak set this up.
"You wanted to see me." Rachel asked.
"Have a seat." Santana said. It wasn't an order but Berry must have figured she didn't have a choice. "Thank you by the way."
Berry nodded and sat down next to her in the seat Brittany had just vacated. "It's not a big deal. Artie's not exactly my first choice for a date but it was either him or Wheel of Fortune. Besides once I make it big this photo will leak and I'll win over the people with disabilities crowd. Like Madonna and Lady Gaga with the alternative lifestyle community."
Santana fought back the urge to correct her. Madonna and Gaga were part of the alternative lifestyle community that's why they won that fan base over. That was an argument for another day.
"You get everything you need back at the house?" Santana asked.
Berry shifted uncomfortably. "I did but are you sure you want to do this? I mean I understand it but it seems drastic. Not to mention it goes against everything I stand for. It's a violation of the most fundamental right to privacy."
Santana smiled. Berry wasn't so bad. "It's not a violation because I'm giving you permission to do it. I'd rather you keep that to yourself but if anybody finds out it was you just tell them I told you to do it and send them to me. I'll back you up."
"What about Artie?" She asked.
Santana shrugged. "What about him? He's more than happy to do it isn't he? Besides he's not going to tell on you."
Rachel began to shake her head. "What about the fact that he's ready to leave right now to go do it. You said to wait until the morning. He's not going to wait."
Santana sighed. "I'm gonna let that be your problem. Just remember that threatening people always works." Santana glanced across the room in time to see Brittany pull away from Artie. "Looks like your dates waiting."
Rachel stood up. "Despite your sneaky plotting I think what your doing is very brave."
"You look very nice tonight. I'm sorry Finn decided to come with Quinn instead of come with you. If it helps I think he's making a mistake." Santana told her.
Berry smiled. "It helps. Thank you."
"You're welcome." Berry began to walk away but Santana couldn't help but send her off with a another little gift. "Save me a slow dance." Berry turned to glance at her with an uncomfortable smile then shuffled off quickly.
"That never get's old." She said laughing to herself.
"What doesn't get old?" Brittany asked. She hadn't seen the girl make it back over to her.
"Teasing Berry."
Brittany grabbed Santana's hand and pulled her to her feet. "Do you want to go to the movie's tomorrow?"
Santana fought back a frown. "Baby let's just worry about tonight. Tonight is perfect, tonight the world belongs to you. Tomorrow is another day."
Brittany smiled. "Okay well tonight I want a dance."
"Your wish is my command beautiful." Santana said leading her out onto the dance floor.
I think the next chapter will probably be the last. I would imagine you all know where this is headed but thanks for following anyway!