-Chapter-12-
-Rachel pov-
This is so confusing to Santana and me. We are following a golden rock path in the backyard. I can only look at Santana for some type of help. She knows Brittany better than I ever will.
Things the past few days have been great. I talked with my mom and things improved significantly with us. I also have gotten used to being changed by Maribel. Judy still seems stand offish with everything I do.
I do not blame her at all for it. I understand what I do can be weird to people. I did it at first cause of traumas and yes it still is sometimes for that. But I mostly do it to just escape from life for a little while.
I stop when Santana puts her hand on my chest. I just grab her hand confused and wait. She give it a squeeze and leads me to a table. We are at the pool house now.
There is only a note and a radio. The note is very simple.
'Push play'
-Radio playing-
Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens
Bright copper kettles and warm woolen mittens
Brown paper packages tied up with strings
These are a few of my favorite things
Cream colored ponies and crisp apple strudels
Doorbells and sleigh bells and schnitzel with noodles
Wild geese that fly with the moon on their wings
These are a few of my favorite things
Girls in white dresses with blue satin sashes
Snowflakes that stay on my nose and eye lashes
Silver white winters that melt into springs
These are a few of my favorite things
When the dog bites, when the bee stings, when I'm feeling sad
I simply remember my favorite things and then I don't feel so bad
Brown paper packages tied up with strings
These are a few of my favorite things
When the dog bites, when the bee stings, when I'm feeling sad
I simply remember my favorite things and then I don't feel so bad
Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens
Bright copper kettles and warm woolen mittens
Brown paper packages tied up with strings
These are a few of my favorite things
When the dog bites, when the bee stings, when I'm feeling sad
I simply remember my favorite things and then I don't feel so bad
"What does that mean?" Santana groans and throws her hands up "Brittany can be so hard sometimes!"
"Yellow rock road and favorite things!" Santana looks at me like I grew a third head "Yellow brick road from OZ and the song is from sound of music! This is stuff that relates to me! But the hint is very simple too"
"The next thing is my favorite things?" I nod and Santana seems confused before her eyes go wide "She got access to the club room!"
"So the club room has yours favorites things?" I get a playful glare and I chuckle "Come on! Brittany is waiting for us somewhere!"
We take off and get into her car. We need to get to our girl! I just hope this is not a long wait. I want to gets my mack on!
-Time skip-
We get into the club room and see photos of us spread around. She has a lot of photos of us all together. I am kind of surprised by it all. Some I did not know of and other I remember perfectly.
Santana taps my shoulder and I follow her toward the piano. We look to find a note but only find a folder. We open it and find sheet music inside of it.
I put it into the stand and sit down. I have learned enough to play this. I look at Santana who gives a nod. I guess I play and she sings.
-Santana singing-
I can't light no more of your darkness
All my pictures seem to fade to black and white
I'm growing tired, and time stands still before me
Frozen here on the ladder of my life
Too late to save myself from falling
I took a chance and changed your way of life
But you misread my meaning when I met you
Closed the door and left me blinded by the light
Don't let the sun go down on me
Although I search myself, it's always someone else I see
I'd just allow a fragment of your life to wander free
But losing everything is like the sun going down on me
I can't find, oh, the right romantic line
But see me once and see the way I feel
Don't discard me just because you think I mean you harm
But these cuts I have, oh, they need love to help them heal
Don't let the sun go down on me
(Don't let the sun)
Although I search myself, it's always someone else I see
I'd just allow a fragment of your life to wander free
(Don't let the sun)
But losing everything is like the sun going down on me
Don't let the sun go down on me
(Don't let the sun)
Although I search myself, it's always someone else I see
I'd just allow a fragment of your life to wander free, yeah
(Don't let the sun)
But losing everything is like the sun going down on me
"Home" I look at Santana confused "When the sun goes down we lose the day, we are together, and we spend happy times as a family there"
"Smart and sexy" Santana blushes and I smile "Let's go!"
-Time skip-
We go inside the house and follow the slow music. When we get to the kitchen it has an amazing setup. There are candles everywhere and unicorns. Brittany smiles in her dress while holding out a tux and dress.
"Get changed and join me?" She gives a shy smile "You both enjoy it? Not too much?"
"It was perfect" I walk over and give her a chaste kiss "Just like us together"
I grab the dress while Santana takes the tux. The dinner is amazing and we watch our favorite movies after. This has been the best date ever. I have no idea how I can top it.
I will have to do something to knock their socks off.
