"I'd hate to break up this sapphic smooching session, but I wanted to say congratulations. Barbie's little trick was manipulative and outstanding. I commend you for putting her up to it, Lopez."
"Actually, Coach, that was all Brittany." Santana corrected Sue with a proud smile aimed at her girlfriend. Brittany just beamed right back.
"Well done. Looks like you're Tweedle-Not-So-Dumb now."
"Um…thank you?" Brittany wasn't sure if that was quite a compliment or not.
"Anyway, if that loser of a pressed lemon over there gives you any more grief for whatever this was about, let me know. Feel free to ask for another challenge anytime. It would be my pleasure to torture, I mean, help you girls out."
"Thanks?" This time, Santana didn't know if that was a good or bad thing.
Sue Sylvester left suddenly. It looked like she was headed for a kid with an afro. Santana was pretty sure she heard Sue yell out something that sounded like "Becky, get me scissors!"
Santana felt a poke in her side and turned to face her attacked. It was Brittany who jerked her head in the direction of Quinn and Rachel. The latter was currently massaging the former's back and shoulders. Instead of a thankful expression or even one that showed enjoyment, Quinn was staring right at the other two cheerleaders. When Santana locked eyes with her, Quinn raised her hand and waved her over.
"Let's go, Sany. What's the worst she could do?"
Santana nods her assent and Brittany links her pinky with its tan partner. They make their way over to Quinn and Rachel but are stopped by Puck.
"Good job, Brittany. I didn't know you guys had a threesome thing going with the Jewish princess."
"We do not, Noah. It was simply a brilliant plan concocted by my gorgeous girlfriend herself."
Puck looks at Brittany with a surprised face. Brittany simply looks smug, enjoying all of the praise she is getting. To be honest, she had been very scared that Santana would have been mad at her for being all over Rachel before she could explain herself.
Puck just fist bumps the blonde and shakes his head as he walks away, probably to go find Jacob Ben Israel to get a replay of the Brittany/Rachel action.
They continue their way to the other two girls. When they arrived Quinn was looking anywhere but at the adorable couple before her.
"Quinn? Didn't you have something to say?" Rachel lightly shook the head cheerleader's shoulders. The blonde herself looked like she'd rather be anywhere but here.
"Sorry." It was mumbled and nobody could really tell what she said.
"Louder, Quinn."
Quinn let out a sigh of annoyance and looked at the two standing before her. "I'm sorry."
Santana raised her eyebrow as if waiting for elaboration. Quinn shook her head but when she caught sight of the small brunette behind her, she knew she had to continue.
"I'm sorry for taking advantage of Brittany, for sticking my nose in your business, and for blowing this all way out of proportion."
Santana gives a satisfied grin but then Brittany elbows her and gives her a look. "Thanks, Q." She receives a quick kiss on her cheek for her efforts.
"Santana, I would like to congratulate you on your achievement today. Both you and Quinn showed great endurance and strength. Also, while your methods were a little unorthodox, they worked none the less."
"Thanks Rach-um, midget. I was wondering, though. Why did they work?" Santana sent a look down to Quinn who glared back up at her.
"I think you will have to ask your competition here." Rachel also looked to Quinn.
"Please, like she was really any competition." Santana retorted.
"Hey, if it wasn't for your girl getting all up on my girl-" Quinn immediately cut herself off after realizing what she had said. Rachel gasped and quickly looked to Santana and Brittany.
Brittany wore a genuine smile and Santana wore a smirk. "I knew I had amazing gaydar."
"Sany, don't brag right now. Besides, now we can go on lesbian double dates!" Santana groaned at Brittany's idea.
"Q-Quinn?" Rachel's voice broke through the little stare down Santana and Brittany were having. Quinn's mouth was still open and she was looking at the ground, still horrified.
"Yo, Earth to Q. Are you having a Jesus vision or something?" Santana chuckled at her own joke.
"Quinn. You look like me when my mom told me about the deer she hit with our SUV while driving the other day."
Brittany reached down and prodded at Quinn's face to make sure it wasn't literally frozen.
At Brittany's touch, Quinn seemed to snap out of it. She looked up questioningly at the other three as if she was hoping they had disappeared during her space out. She sighed and decided now was as good of a time as any to tell her secret.
"Rach and I are….dating. Except it was a secret, although not anymore, I guess."
"No shit, Sherlock. We got that. Do you remember who the resident sexy lesbians are around here? Santana Lopez and Brittany Pierce in case you forgot, thank you very much."
"You…knew?" Quinn was amazed. She was positive that nobody had found out.
"Well, the only time you roll your eyes is when Rachel is talking or singing. That means, you are always aware of what she is doing and you consciously make yourself look annoyed. It would work if you didn't continue to stare at her once you were done rolling your eyes."
Santana smiled proudly at Brittany again but the other two looked thoroughly confused at how she had discovered all of that.
"Please, I am in love with Sany. I know all about eye rolling. Plus, I learned about body language and stuff like that a while back to understand my totally hot girlfriend better."
"Your so smart, babe." It was Santana's turn to give the blonde a kiss. Instead of on the cheek, she just went straight for the blonde's mouth and made it last until they were interrupted by a small diva clearing her throat.
"Hey dwarf, you should get that checked out. Maybe Quinn has some disease and she gave it to you."
Quinn practically growled at Santana. "Don't talk to her like that, Santana!"
Santana just rolled her eyes. "Down, girl. Good dog. Now are we done here? I wants to take my gurl out for ice cream."
Brittany squealed over this unexpected development. She was so excited, she just yelled a goodbye over her shoulder to the other two as she dragged Santana to her car. The competition had already taken up half of first period so why should they try to pick up the second half? Second period wasn't that important either.
Santana, ever the chivalrous girlfriend, opened the door and helped her girl inside. As she entered her own side of the car, she was immediately straddled by a blonde cheerleader and not for the first time in her life. Those perfect pouty lips were on hers and Santana moaned in surprise and approval. Her hands flew to the blonde's hips to grip tightly. When Brittany rocked down, her butt hit the horn and made both of the girls jump. Brittany reluctantly moved back to her seat.
"Back seat?" Santana said breathlessly.
Brittany looked torn. Santana immediately knew why. "How about we get ice cream first and then we will see what we want to do from there?"
"Will the backseat be an option then?"
"Of course."
"Then yes! Ice cream first!" Santana laughed and turned her car on to pull away.
As they left the parking lot, Brittany spoke again. "You're the best, Sany. I love you."
Santana turned and saw the adoring look her girlfriend was giving her. "Actually, B, you're the best today. You totally saved my body from days of soreness. Although, next time? Please tell me when you plan on macking on another girl so I can approve or stop it first?"
"Ok, Sany. I just didn't want Quinn to win because I know how sad you'd be then." Brittany sealed her promise with a kiss to Santana's neck. She then hugged Santana's right arm and rested her head on the Latina's shoulder over the center console. Santana smiled a contented smile.
As they pulled into the ice cream shop, Santana noticed a familiar car there. She shook her head, thinking it was just a coincidence. As they entered, Santana heard a young boy yell out with joy and she knew it was what she had first thought.
"Lil' Man!" Santana held her arms out as a young boy jumped into them. She saw her aunt smiling at them from a corner booth and walked over to her, carrying the boy in her arms.
"Shouldn't you be in school, my naughty little niece? Taking Brittany away from her studies once again?"
"It's a long story. What about you guys? Why are you still around?"
"Trey left his favorite stuffed dog at your house. Instead of having it sent he demanded that we return and get it. He didn't stop complaining about it until we turned around. Although, when we did get it back, he still seemed a little depressed. I think he was just hoping to see a certain two teenage girls, especially a blonde one."
Brittany giggled and sat next to Trey who had been set down and climbed into the booth already. He smiled widely and looked away embarrassed when Brittany had looked at him.
"Who's this blonde girl? Are you cheating on me with someone prettier, Trey?"
"No, Brittany! I swear!" Santana laughed and sat next to her aunt. While the blonde and the young boy carried on a conversation, Santana's aunt turned to her niece.
"So, what's the deal with school skipping?"
"I had a Sylvester challenge with Quinn this morning. She was angry that she didn't know why me and Brittany were acting weird and she was also frustrated from hiding a secret lesbian relationship with an annoying diva."
"Still missing the part where you leave school. I know Sue is crazy but I would assume she wouldn't kick you out of school if you lost."
Santana looked at her aunt skeptically. "You think I lost?"
Her aunt laughed and shook her head. "No, but I wanted to see your face when you thought I did."
"I took B out for a victory celebration."
"Hmmm. To be honest, from the stories I've heard from your mother, I'm surprised you aren't celebrating in a different way."
Santana looked at her aunt like she was crazy to hide her embarrassment. "What?"
"Is there a reason you picked a shirt that was too small for her?"
"That was all B. It was motivation."
"Looks more like a distraction the way you keep looking over at her."
Santana smiled as she stole another glance, this time getting caught by the object of her affections.
"Do you need something, Sany?" Brittany winked as she ran her foot along Santana's leg underneath the table.
"Wrong leg, Brittany." Theresa said with a straight face that slowly broke into a smile.
It was Brittany's turn to be embarrassed and a blush could be seen creeping up on her face. Santana thought it was adorable and Theresa thought all three of the kids sitting with her now were.
After more conversation, giggles, and a few scoops of ice cream. The four decided to leave. Trey ran for Santana's car and immediately went inside. Theresa gave a sigh and shook her head, already knowing how this battle was going to be tough for her.
"I got it. Just give me a bit." Santana went over and sat in the car with her cousin. He climbed into her lap and she wrapped her arms around him. The two women left outside could see her lips moving and Trey nodding a little, although still sad.
"How are you, Brittany? I feel like I didn't get much of a chance to talk to you this week. You're pretty much family now, anyways. Not that you weren't before."
"I'm fine. I'm happy Sany won her challenge. She's been smiling ever since then and it's good to see after she spent the whole morning being worried."
"Have you given any thought to your future plans after high school?"
"I want to dance or be around small kids. I don't really care where though, I just hope I can follow Sany where ever she goes. I don't want to hold her back."
"Oh believe me, you won't hold her back. I've heard great things about your dancing and I have no doubt you will be able to do anything." Brittany smiled and hugged Theresa, making Santana smile as she carried Trey towards them.
"Is he going to come willingly?" Theresa asked, almost expecting a no.
Trey climbed down from Santana's arms and wrapped his own around Brittany's legs.
"Well, I think so. Are you going to be strong for me Lil' Man?" Santana turned to Trey for the last part. He nodded against the pale legs he was still clinging to.
"Say goodbye to the pretty blonde."
Trey squeezed the blonde's legs one more time and looked up with watery eyes. He really hated saying goodbye to two of his favorite people. Trey always talked about them back home. "Bye, gorgeous." Brittany giggled and leaned down to give him a kiss on his cheek. "Bye, handsome." That got a smile out of the small boy.
"Remember what I said, ok?" Trey nodded at Santana again. They said quick goodbyes to Theresa and then went their separate ways.
When the got in the car, both girls were still smiling. It was a nice surprise to see Trey and Theresa. Brittany's curiosity got the best of her so she leaned her head onto Santana's should again and asked her girlfriend a question.
"What did you say to Trey?"
Santana was a little embarrassed about her promise to her cousin because she was supposed to be a badass.
"C'mon, Sany. Please?"
Santana sighed and knew she would answer because she could feel Brittany's pout form on her shoulder.
"I told him I would call him every Wednesday night."
"Aww, Sany! You are the best! Told you." Brittany giggled and kissed the brunette's neck affectionately.
"So, Backseat?" Santana smirked at Brittany who just giggled in response.
A*N - I apologize for the delay of updates. Can you believe I used to update daily? I've had more homework the past two weeks than I've had all year. I am so grateful that you guys still keep up with this story!
Yes, the not-so-secret Faberry relationship is out there now! (I still apologize for the lack of mud-wrestling.)
Thanks for the reviews because now not only do they motivate me to write this story, they motivate me to get my homework done so I have time to write this! I hope to hear from you guys some more! Have a great day/night!
