Friday 31st of January

"I really wanted a joint bachelorette party." Brittany said with a frown. The couple were dressed up in tight dresses and heels. It was the night of their bachelorette parties.

"I know you did. I did too." Santana agreed. "But Quinn and Mike have different ideas so our parties are separate. This will be good, we will be spending the whole day together tomorrow at our wedding and then we're off to mexico for the honeymoon."

"You're right. This will be good for us." Brittany said with a nod.

"Hurry up!" Quinn shouted from the hallway.

Brittany and Santana left their bedroom and entered the hallway of their apartment.

"Goodbye. Have fun!" Brittany said. They shared a kiss goodbye.

"You too. Stay safe." Santana added. She gave Mike a glare telling him to keep her girl safe.

"S, we're leaving first so B doesn't know where we go." Quinn told the girls.

"Okay." Santana said. She waved to Brittany and left the apartment.

Quinn guided the bachelorette to the street where a limo waited for them.

"Yes!" Santana cheered as the door was opened for her. She settled into the flashy convertible, very pleased with her mode of transportation.

Quinn nodded to the driver who began to move.

"So where are we going?" Santana asked.

"It's a surprise." Quinn told her blankly. She didn't want to give away anything.

"Let's crack open a bottle of bubbly!" Santana said excitedly as she checked the drinks compartment. "Never mind. There's only bottled water." She shrugged. She was a little disappointed but it didn't ruin her mood.

"So where are we going?" Brittany asked Mike as they left the apartment building and started walking down the block.

"That's a surprise. I'm not telling you." Mike said.

They crossed the road and arrived at the subway station.

"Umm the subway?" Brittany questioned.

"Yeah, we aren't going too far so I thought we could just take the subway." Mike explained.

"Yeah okay..." Brittany said. She wasn't convinced. She wanted something fancy or at least a taxi.

The limo pulled up outside a restaurant. It was a little Italian place.

"This doesn't seem like place someone would celebrate their last night of freedom." Santana told her best friend. She was a little confused.

"Don't worry, we're only starting here. I thought we could get something to eat first. I know you love Italian food." Quinn explained.

"Okay good. You had me worried for a moment there Q. I want to get drunk tonight and have fun." Santana laughed.

Brittany and Mike got off the subway and walked down the block until they arrived outside a familiar building.

"The studio?" Brittany questioned. "I work here. You work here. What fun is going to our place of work?"

Mike opened the doors and guided them to the largest teaching room. "Well I tried booking a venue last minute and everything was taken for tonight. I'm really sorry Britt but this was the only place available."

"That's okay. Don't worry. We don't need a fancy place to have fun!" She replied optimistically. She was actually feeling let down by her best friend and best man. She trusted him to plan a great party for her but he hadn't impressed her.

Santana and Quinn were shown to their table. There were no booths available so they had to sit on a little table crammed into the corner.

They stared at the menu for a few minutes. "What can I get you?" The waiter asked them.

"Please may I have the chicken Parmesan?" Santana asked with a smile.

"Sorry, we just sold out. The last portion was sold ten minutes ago." The waiter apologised.

"That's okay." Santana said, her smile diminishing a little. "I'll just have the salmon then."

"We don't have any salmon either. Sorry." The waiter said.

"Oh, okay." She said, her smile disappearing completely. "Chicken Caesar salad?" She asked.

"Yep, I'll get that for you." The waiter told her. "And for you miss?" He asked Quinn.

"May I have the pesto pasta?" She asked.

"Of course. And to drink?" He replied.

"Just water for me." Quinn told him.

"Fresh lemonade for me." Santana added.

"We actually don't have any lemonade left." The waiter apologised.

"Just water then." Santana said. The meal had been very disappointing so far. She was looking forward to going out later and getting drunk. There was still hope for the evening.

"What's the plan then?" Brittany asked. She opened the studio room doors and people shouted surprise. She looked around but only Sugar and Tina were there. She smiled and thanked them but it was all a little awkward.

"Where is everyone? Everyone has already flown in for the wedding tomorrow. I know they're in the city." She asked, confused. "Don't tell me they all wanted to go to Santana's party instead. I knew we should have had a joint party. Now I look like a loser." She said quickly, without taking a breath.

"No Britt, calm down. I asked people to come but they all wanted to get an early night before the wedding. No one wanted to be tired for the ceremony." Mike explained. "Your parents were available but I thought that would be a little strange to invite them." He said. "But Tina and Sugar still wanted to come!" He said enthusiastically.

Brittany was very disappointed but couldn't tell Mike. He seemed genuinely proud of the fact he got 2 people to show up. She smiled awkwardly. The four of them sat on the floor in a circle. Mike played some music and gave them each a beer. Brittany took a sip and found the beer was warm. It must have been stored inside all day.

"Here's your food." The waiter said to Santana and Quinn as he handed them their meals.

"Thank you." The two girls said in unison with a smile. They began eating but were quickly interrupted by a couple arguing on the opposite side of the restaurant.

"I KNEW YOU WOULD CHEAT ON ME! I NEVER SHOULD HAVE TRUSTED YOU." The woman shouted.

"ITS NOT CHEATING! WE WERE BROKEN UP." The man shouted back.

The woman stormed out of the restaurant. The man dropped some cash on the table and chased after her.

The other customers went back to eating. Santana and Quinn shared an awkward look. They also continued to eat. The food was good. But it didn't look as good as the Chicken Parmesan she could see a woman eating on the table next to her.

"I'm just going to the bathroom." Santana excused herself. As she got up the waiter walked into her spilling a whole jug of water down Santana's dress.

She gasped audibly at the cold water running down her body. Quinn grabbed her by the hand and pulled her into the bathroom.

"I'm so sorry." Quinn told her. She grabbed some napkins and wiped her dress dry.

"That's okay Q. It's not your fault. You couldn't have predicted this." Santana said.

Quinn coughed and laughed awkwardly. "Yeah I couldn't possibly predict that."

They left the bathroom and the waiter was outside.

"I'm so sorry ma'am." The waiter apologised. "Your meals will be on the house."

"That's okay. Don't worry." Santana said with a smile. "Thanks for the free food."

Mike and Tina were slow dancing and Brittany was watching. She wished she was with Santana. Her night had really sucked and she wished Santana's was going better.

"Wanna dance?" Sugar asked. She didn't want to but felt bad for Brittany's boredom.

"I'm alright." Brittany answered. "How's work? You're a social thingy right?"

"Social influencer, yeah." Sugar answered. "It's great actually! I just get to be a big personality and fight with people online. Last week I was talking to Kim Kardashian..." she continued. Brittany zoned out. She mindlessly sipped on her beer but instantly regretted it when she remembered it was warm.

Santana climbed back into the limo which started moving again.

"I'm excited for the next part! No offence Q but that dinner kinda sucked." Santana said.

"No offence taken. It was weird that they were sold out of your favourite food and drink. And again I'm sorry about the drink being spilt over you." Quinn apologised.

"That's okay. It sucked but now I want to forget it and have fun! Where are we going?"

"Puck's bar." Quinn told her.

"Good! It's 9:30 and I haven't had a single drink yet." Santana said.

They pulled up outside Puck's bar and got out of the limo.

"Sounds quiet. Puck must have got new soundproof tiles." Santana thought aloud. She opened the doors and was immediately disappointed. The place was empty except for Puck who was cleaning the bar and taking inventory.

"Lopez? Fabray?" Puck asked. "What are you guys doing here?"

"Well it's Santana's bachelorette party. I had planned to take her here for a night out." Quinn told him.

"I'm sorry. We're closed." Puck told the girls.

"What kind of bar is closed on a Friday night?" Santana questioned.

"It's your wedding tomorrow and I want to look good. I'm not working so I can get my beauty sleep. I'm just checking stock and then going to bed." He explained. "Sorry Lopez."

They walked out of the bar with frowns on their faces and got back in the limo.

"I'm sorry S. I'm sure we can find another bar to go to." Quinn said.

"That's okay Q. I'm kinda tired. Can we just go home? I'll wait for B there." Santana asked. The whole night was a disaster but she didn't want to upset her best friend.

"Sure." Quinn said softly. The limo drove back to Santana's apartment.

"Hey B." Mike said as he walked over to her with Tina on his arm. "We're going to head home, we're tired."

"Oh... okay." Brittany said, standing up. She checked the time and it was only 9:30. Her and Santana stay up later than that on a weeknight.

"I can take you out." Sugar said with a yawn. "We can find a bar or something."

"No that's okay. Thanks though." She declined. "I'll just head home and wait for San."

They left the studio and caught the subway back home.

As Brittany walked down the block back to their apartment she saw Santana get out of the limo.

"What are you doing?" Brittany asked her.

"What are you doing?" Santana asked.

"My party was awful. We went to the studio and sipped on warm beers. It was only me, Mike, Tina and Sugar. It was so awkward." Brittany told her.

"My party was crap too. We went to some Italian place where they were sold out of chicken Parmesan, a waiter spilt water on me and a couple had a dramatic fight. Then we went to Puck's bar which was closed." Santana explained.

"That's so weird. This is supposed to be one of the best nights of our lives but it was shitty for us both." Brittany said.

They shared a hug to comfort each other.

"Let's go to bed." Brittany suggested. They walked into the building. The elevator was out of order.

"Just our luck. Now on top of this crap night we have to take the stairs." Santana groaned.

"At least we will have an early night before the wedding." Brittany said.

They trekked up the stairs and arrived at their door. Brittany unlocked the door and walked in. Santana turned on the lights.

All their friends and family leapt out of their hiding places and shouted surprise. Both bachelorettes almost had a heart attack. The grabbed each other out of fear. Everyone started laughing.

Looking around the room they saw Mercedes, Puck, Sugar, both sets of parents, Tina and many others.

"What?" Brittany managed to say. Both girls were extremely confused and deemed speechless.

Mike and Quinn appeared at the front of the crowd.

"This is your real bachelorette party. A joint one like you suggested." Quinn said.

"We needed to get you both out of the house while we set up the surprise here." Mike added.

"So we decided to plan the worst bachelorette parties ever for you. We wanted your expectations to be completely destroyed before building them back up at this party." Quinn said.

"So you planned the whole night?" Santana asked.

"Yup." Quinn replied.

"The warm beers?" Brittany asked.

"Yep." Mike replied.

"The waiter spilling water?" Santana asked. "Having no chicken Parmesan?" She added.

"Yep and yep." Quinn replied.

"Even the couple having a fight?" Santana asked out of shock.

"That one wasn't planned." Quinn admitted. "It kinda worked out though." She laughed.

"Thanks guys." Brittany said. She hugged Mike tightly.

"Thanks." Santana added, hugging Quinn.

The girls were brought a glass of champagne each.

"A toast." Quinn announced. "To Brittany and Santana, the best bachelorettes ever."

The crowd in front of them repeated the phrase.

Brittany and Santana shared a smile and clinked their glasses together.

"To us!" They said in unison.

Author's note: I hope you liked that chapter. I thought it would be fun to write some things going wrong instead of the usual fluff.

Next chapter will be the wedding!

I've almost finished this fic but don't worry, I have plenty more ideas for future brittana fics and universes!