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I woke to sound of Santana grunting and rolling around. It was the best morning wake up call, her cute face soft and deep in sleep. I wrapped my arms tighter around her and I looked up to see Quinn snuggled into the armchair and Rachel on the floor snoring lightly. I took it upon myself to wake Santana with my lips. She smiled into the kiss that I pressed to her mouth before her eyelids fluttered open still in a sleepy haze.

"Morning Starshine." I whispered as I dipped my head for another kiss.

"Ay Dios Mio my head." Was the groaned response from Santana.

I stroked her hair thoughtfully and thanked whichever God lived upstairs that I didn't get hangovers. Santana would be like this for a good hour or so. She'll shuffle around complaining and then eventually get something for her headache. I don't know why, it's just what she did. She started to move on the couch and I loosened my grip as she slid off onto her feet.

"Ugh, is the room spinning?" She asked before she came crashing back on top of me.

"San... Oww!" I jerked away as she toppled forward.

"You're supposed to catch me bitch." She sneered playfully.

I wrestled myself onto her hips and straddled her.

"Wouldn't you rather I do this?" I winked down at her.

I lowered my head and brought our lips so close that I could feel her breath on my own. I moved myself to her neck without meeting her lips and she huffed audibly as I giggled. I nipped at her neck and swiped my tongue over known sensitive spots.

"Momma needs some aspirin babe." Santana mumbled.

"You also need a room." A comment came from Quinn on the other side of the room.

I could see a blush creeping up on Santana's face but she forced it away, I loved to see her have those cute moments of embarrassment. It made her human; I'm still considering the fact that she's a magical fairy though.

"I'll just note the tone of jealousy in your voice will I Q?" She retorted.

"I have to say-" Rachel started.

"You really, really don't." Santana cut her short.

I dug one of my knees into her side and she groaned slightly, I caught her eye and gave her my best pout; the 'be nice' one. I always had to use that one when Rachel was around. She hung her head and rubbed it with her hand.

"Gets me every damn time." She scowled.

She attempted again to slide from under me. She successfully made it to her feet and continued out the door to the kitchen. I got up and stretched a little before following her. As I stood in the door way she had her back facing me as she threw the aspirin down her neck. I skipped in and slid my arms around her waist.

"You know, of what I can remember, I had fun last night." She grumbled.

"Yea, me too. Thanks for being nice to Rachel."

"Anything for you sweetie." She murmured as she turned herself to face me.

Her arms locked around my neck and I used my hips to push her back slightly against the counter top. I hoisted her up onto it and she leaned down to kiss me softly. The kisses got more heated and her tongue danced around my own. Her hands ran through my hair and she moaned into my lips. A clearing of a throat riled Santana and her head whipped around mine to see who it was.

"Seriously Q, major cock blocking."

"S..." I mumbled.

"Yea baby?" She looked back to me.

"Do you have a-"

"What? No... Brittany we've done it before... you've seen my... I'll talk to you later." She huffed.

"You two need your own show, seriously. Do you guys plan on letting me make you breakfast or are we gonna starve?" Quinn questioned.

"I want the smiley face toast you make me." I squealed excitedly.

"Sure thing I'll help Q, go keep Berry company." She smiled with one final kiss as she hopped off the counter top.

I beamed at both Santana and Quinn as I left the room and faintly heard Quinn mutter.

"You make her smiley faced toast?" And after came a slight thud and a shriek from Quinn.

I bounced into the living room to see Rachel on the couch flipping through television channels with the remote in hand. I sat down beside her and forced her to stop on cartoon network; my favourite.

"Brittany, this is highly dangerous for my brain cells, I can feel them trying to scamper away from this mindless drivel. I wish to watch something more fulfilling, more moving; perhaps a documentary on natural geographic would suffice?"

"Shh... it's the Powerpuff Girls!" I sat Indian style beside Rachel and glued my eyes to the television. "Blossom, Buttercup c'mere for a minute!" I shouted out towards the kitchen.

"Please do not tell me the Powerpuff Girls is on again?" Quinn groaned.

"Sure is Blossom."

"For fuck sake." Santana growled.

Rachel just had a sort of confused face on.

"Oh Rachel, you see, we all used to love this show and we decided that I was Blossom, Santana was Buttercup and Brittany was Bubbles, it just kind of fit you know?" Quinn tried to explain.

"I see." Even I could tell she didn't really see.

"I wish there was a fourth one." I frowned.

"Nah Berry can be Mojo jojo." Santana snorted.

"Oh and which character do I portray best, Mojo jojo?"

"Yea the freakish green monkey." Santana laughed and Quinn slightly giggled.

I could see Rachel preparing one of those stupid diva storm outs so I looked to Santana who looked straight to the ground.

"You know the good type of freakish green." She tried. "We've got breakfast to make, right Q." Quinn simply nodded and they returned to the kitchen.

We all shared a great breakfast and then Quinn and Rachel both had to go home. We walked them to the door and there were hugs all round, even Santana hugged Rachel; I was proud.

It was about ten o clock when Santana and I decided we should go to bed. I snuggled into my duvet as she changed. She then made her way over and crawled onto bed towards me seductively. I smiled towards her and she kissed me a couple of times before she slid under the covers and pressed herself tight against me. Santana wrapped her arms around me and I loved that feeling of her just being there.

"San?"

"Hmm?"

"Will you tell me a story?"

"Sure Britt, the adventures of S and B?" She smirked.

"Yea!"

"Ok, well once upon a time there was a girl called S-

"That's you!" I called out.

"And another girl called B-"

"That's me!" I called out again.

"Uh huh, well one day S was sitting in park all alone. She was sad about something and didn't want to talk to anybody. She cried all day and the night before. It was all over some stupid guy as usual.-"

"I want a happy story Sanny." I pouted.

"I know I know I'm getting there. Anyway, then B came up and sat beside her. S made an angry face at her and just kept being sad. B really wanted to help but she didn't know what to do. Then she got the best idea ever, she grabbed S's hand and they headed off towards the pond. S just wanted to sit back down and cry because of the stupid jerk that had hurt her but B wouldn't let her, she promised her that she would make her happy. They stood at the side of the pond for a while and finally B's face brightened up at the sight of the ducks.-"

"Ducks!"

"Yea, ducks. S was happy now but it wasn't because of the ducks, it was because of the smile that had appeared on B's face. That beautiful, ravishing smile that told her everything was going to be ok. From that day on she knew that she didn't want silly boys anymore, and so S and B lived happily ever after from that day at the pond."

"Are we going to live happily ever after?" I asked nervously.

"For ever and ever." She whispered as she tightened her hold on me.

"And San..."

"Yes Britt?"

"Will there be ducks?"

"If you want ducks, then there will be ducks."

"I love you." My throat went dry, it's like it meant more this time.

"I love you too baby."

We have two more days of this, but I don't want it to end. I want us to be gay married or something so she can be my gay wife and go gay shopping and stuff. It's kind of weird how you have to put gay in front of everything, I'll ask Santana about it.

Reviews make me work faster :) umm so there's one more vacation chapter and then onwards. Sorry if it seems like I'm dragging this on, I just love writing about it!