Thursday 19th of December
"Come on San, I don't want to be late." Brittany called out into the apartment.
"I'm coming!" Santana replied as she jogged out of the bedroom towards the front door clutching her bag.
"Wanky." Brittany muttered under her breath. The girls make eye contact and giggled. Santana's catch phrase lived on after high school and remained an inside joke for the couple.
They locked up the apartment and set out into the city of New York. Today they planned to make some important decisions about their wedding. They already bought dresses separately and agreed to keep them a secret until the big day.
They sat in their car. Santana pulled out of the parking lot as Brittany read out their agenda for the day.
"First thing is our meeting with Kurt to decide on a colour scheme." Brittany announced.
"Okay, to Kurt's apartment." Santana said as she drove off.
They arrived at Kurt and Blaine's apartment and were greeted by Kurt at the door.
"Let's get straight into it ladies." He said as they took a seat at the table. In front of them were several pieces of card, each a different colour. He brought them each a cup of tea and sat opposite them. "I figure that with these you can see what different combinations will look like."
"That's great Kurt, thank you." Brittany said with a smile.
"No pink." Santana said clearly. "I'm letting you know now that I'm not having pink as one of the colours."
"That's okay babe. I wasn't even going to suggest it, I know the past you have with that colour." Brittany reassured her.
"Thank you." Santana replied softly with a smile.
They each picked up coloured cards at random (always leaving out pink) to try out different colour schemes.
"How about this?" Brittany asked. She held the lavender and cream coloured cards together.
"It's pretty but a little overdone. Everyone uses lavender." Santana said, turning it down.
"This?" Santana asked holding red and green up.
"Seems a bit Christmassy..." Brittany told her.
"Good point." Santana agreed.
"Orange and black?" Brittany asked, holding up the cards. The girls looked at the combination and at the same time said "Halloween." "I can see that now." Brittany said as she dropped the cards back onto the table.
"This is hard." Santana said.
"Really hard." Brittany agreed.
"Hmm." Kurt said, looking at the array of colours in front of him and thinking.
"What are your favourite colours?" He asked.
"Red." Santana replied.
"Yellow." Brittany replied.
He picked up the two colours just mentioned. "They look a little weird together but if we add orange.." he picked up the orange card and slotted it in the middle. "I'd say that looks good."
"Really good." Brittany agreed.
"Perfect." Santana added. "The warmer colours look nice and our honeymoon is in Mexico so it's quite fitting really."
"So you like it?" Kurt asked. "Red, orange and yellow, are those the colours for you wedding?"
"I think they are." Brittany said.
"I think so too." Santana agreed. They smiled at each other, knowing another wedding decision had been made.
"You're now one step closer to being wives." Kurt congratulated.
They shared a kiss which naturally got heated and continued for a little too long for kurt's liking.
He coughed to get their attention but they didn't stop. "Ladies, as lovely as this is, I know you've got other meetings today. Go and make out in front of someone else." He teased.
"He's right." Brittany said pulling away. "Next we're going to decide on the band." She told him.
They said their goodbyes to Kurt and thanked him for his help. Then they got back in the car and drove to a nearby recording studio.
Brittany and Santana decided weeks ago that they wanted to ask Mercedes to play at their wedding. They both shared a bond with the singer and her voice was perfect to walk down the aisle to. They hadn't formally asked her yet so they went to the studio to meet her.
"Hey guys." Mercedes said, a little surprised by their unannounced presence. "Come on in."
They greeted each other and Mercedes introduced her band. "This is Danni, our bass player, Eliot who plays keyboard and Holly Holiday, our drummer."
"Nice to meet you all." Brittany said. They all shook hands and exchanged hugs.
"So how can I help you?" Mercedes asked.
"Well today we're doing some wedding planning and decision making." Santana started.
"And we want you guys to play at the wedding. We both wanted a live band and agreed that you were perfect. We understand if you don't want to and we won't be offended." Brittany expanded.
Mercedes shared a look with each band member, having a telepathic conversation. "We're in." She announced. "I'd love to play for my best friends and my favourite couple."
"Don't let Sam hear you say that." Brittany teased. They all laughed.
"Thank you 'Cedes, we really appreciate it." Santana said with a soft smile. "And we will obviously pay in full." She added.
They all shared goodbyes and officially booked Mercedes and her band. They left quickly and drove to Quinn's apartment.
"Hi!" Quinn answered the door. "I wasn't expecting you."
"Sorry, is this a bad time? We won't be long." Santana asked.
"No it's fine, you're always welcome here." Quinn said, welcoming them inside. They all stood around the kitchen counter where Quinn was slicing some brownies she had just made and arranging them.
"Rach is at work preparing for a matinee performance." Quinn explained. "Help yourself to brownies." She offered.
"These are amazing!" Santana said as she took a bite of one. Her eyes rolled back in pleasure.
"Hey! I'm the only one who gets to make your face do that." Brittany said defensively.
"I was exaggerating, you are the only one who makes me feel that good." Santana reassured her. They shared a kiss which Brittany smirked into.
"Gross." Quinn said.
"Anyway," Santana said pulling away. "The reason I'm here is today we're wedding planning and I have a big question to ask you."
"Okay, shoot." Quinn encouraged.
"Quinn, will you be my maid of honour?" Santana asked simply.
"I'd love to! I feel honoured." Quinn accepted. The two best friends hugged each other.
"I wouldn't want to ask anyone else. You're my best friend and you've been there every step of the way through my relationship with Britt from the day she moved in next door up until today." Santana explained.
"Aww S that's so sweet. I'm so excited to watch you two get married." Quinn said.
"Unfortunately we cant stay, we've got lots more to do today." Brittany said.
"Yep, we're trying to get most of the planning done before Christmas." Santana added.
"Of course, what have you got planned next?" Quinn asked.
"We're off to Mike's so I can ask him to be my best man." Brittany replied.
"Nice, good luck!" Quinn said as she showed them out.
"Oh by the way Q, can you text me that brownie recipe? It's insane." Santana complimented.
"Sure!" Quinn replied with a laugh.
"Hi Mike!" Brittany said as the man opened his door.
"Hey Britt, hey San, come on in." He showed them into his home.
"Everything alright?" He asked them.
"Yeah we're good, I came to ask you a question actually." Brittany answered.
"Oh, what is it?" He asked.
"Well today we're wedding planning. I came to ask you if you'd be my best man." Brittany told him.
"I'd love to Britt! That's so kind. Are you sure you want me instead of a maid of honour?" He asked.
"Definitely!" She said. "You're my best friend and it's hardly like our wedding is traditional, we are two woman." She joked.
"Very true." He laughed. "Thanks Britt, I won't let you down. I won't let you down either Santana."
"I know Mike, you're a great man. Well now you're the best man!" She laughed. Mike and Brittany also appreciated her pun.
"Next?" Santana asked as she sat in the driver's seat of their car.
"Venue." Brittany replied, consulting her list.
They drove to the upper east side to see a hotel that was recommended by one of Santana's employees.
They were given the tour and they both agreed it felt magical. They knew that was the right place for them to get married. It was perfect in every way.
They quickly spoke to the lady in charge and booked it out for February 1st. They also booked several rooms for the wedding party and guests.
"Cake tasting." Brittany announced was the final item on their list.
"Finally! I've been waiting all day for this one." Santana teased.
"Me too, I'm hungry!" Brittany agreed.
They drove to a small bakery near their apartment where they regularly buy bread and cake.
"Hi Brittany, hi Santana." He greeted as they walked through the door and a bell rung.
"Hi Doug!" The girls said in unison. They took a seat at their usual table and Doug brought an array of cakes and many forks for tasting.
"Dig in! If you find one you like but want to alter slightly, that can be arranged. Just give me a shout!" He told them.
First they tried funfetti. "Delicious!" Brittany complimented as she took a bite.
"Mmm it is." Santana agreed, taking her own bite. "Feels a little childish though."
"I agree." Brittany said as she pushed it onto the discard pile.
"Ooo red velvet!" Santana cheered. She took a bite and smiled.
"Yummy but a little dense. I don't want anyone to throw up." Brittany told her.
"You're right." Santana agreed.
"Babe look, caramel!" Brittany pointed. She dragged her finger through the icing and offered it to Santana's mouth. Santana seductively licked her finger clean while keeping eye contact with her fiancé.
"To be continued." Brittany said with a wink across the table. "We need to pick a cake and can't get too distracted."
They both took a bite of the caramel cake and agreed it was too sickly and rich.
They went through many more cakes of different colours, textures and flavours but turned them all down.
"I'm bored, I can't eat much more cake." Brittany said with a sigh.
"Come on B, we need to find the perfect cake." Santana encouraged. "Here, chocolate orange," she read the label. "That sounds good."
"It does." Brittany admitted. They took a bite and both sighed in pleasure. "Holy moly! That's it! That's the cake."
"I agree! Also it's chocolate orange which is one of our colours for the wedding. It's perfect!" Santana said.
"Doug!" Brittany called. "We've chosen!"
They placed their order of a chocolate orange cake and thanked him for his help.
"You can take all the left overs and half eaten cakes home." Doug told them. "We can't use them and they would only go to waste."
"Thank you, that sounds amazing!" Santana said.
Doug boxed all the cake slices up and gave them to the girls who said goodbye and drove home.
"I'm tired." Santana said as she flopped down on the couch and kicked off her shoes.
"Me too." Brittany agreed. She gave Santana a gentle forehead kiss. "But now we're one step closer to being wives!" She said excitedly.
"I know!" Santana said, sitting up with a huge grin on her face.
"I love you." Brittany told her.
"I love you." Santana replied. She smiled into a kiss. "Now take your shoes off and spoon me while I nap." She said seriously.
Brittany just giggled in reply. "I really love you." She muttered under her breath.
Author's note: thank you to Callie who helped me out with this chapter.