Brittany loves to make Santana breakfast. One sunday she wakes up early enough to make a great breakfast and take it to a naked Santana in bed. Just because. Super fluffy fic :)

When Brittany blinks away her leftover sleepiness to see Santana still soundly asleep, even snoring a little, she smiles. After giving birth to their daughter Charlie, Santana had become a bit of an early bird which Brittany finds hysterical because back in high school no amount of kisses or promises of sexy times could wake the girl up. With wanting the brunette to get as much rest as possible, Brittany pressed one soft kiss to Santana's cheek and carefully slid out of bed determined to uphold their Sunday morning tradition: breakfast in bed.

As she made her way downstairs to the kitchen, she heard the tv on and decided to make a quick detour. Sprawled out on the couch was their five year old daughter still dressed in her Hello Kitty pajamas.

"Good morning, baby girl." Brittany greeted as she took a seat and rubbed at her daughter's back.

"Momma, hi!" Charlie beamed, shuffling up on her knees to give Brittany a hug, "You're never up before mami."

"Yeah, she must be extra tired still." Brittany replied, wrapping her arms around the mini version of Santana, "How about you help me make breakfast for her?"

"Can we make pancakes?" Charlie asked, "That's mami's favorite, with strawberries!"

"We sure can," The blonde smiled at her daughter's growing excitement, "What else should we make?"

"Hmm..bacon!"

"Bacon?"

"Yes! Auntie Q says it's very important and we should eat it all the time."

Brittany chuckled, "Auntie Q sure loves her bacon. Well, come on. We've got to get cooking before mami wakes up."

The two made their way to the kitchen, Brittany pulling out her apron and finding their mini apron while Charlie scooted her step stool to the sink so she could wash her hands with Brittany following behind. As she was drying them with a paper towel, Brittany slipped the apron around Charlie's neck.

"Arms up." Brittany instructed so she could tie the strings around Charlie's waist, "No we're ready to cook."

"Wait, don't forget your apron!" Charlie said and pushed her tiny hands at Brittany's thigh so she'd spin around, "Momma, I can't reach. You're too tall."

"How about now?" Brittany sank squated so the apron strings were in Charlie's reach.

"Yup! I got it." She said confidently and carefully tied the knot, "Now we're ready."

While their frying pans were warming, Charlie helped Brittany make the pancake batter. Since high school, Brittany had gotten way better at following recipes and no longer struggled with cooking. She still wasn't as great of a chef as Santana, but she could at least make something more than cereal. With their bacon sizzling away and their stack of perfectly golden pancakes growing tall, breakfast was turning out to be a success.

"Can you pull out the strawberries, Charlie?" Brittany asked while she tended to the bacon. Her daughter nodded and quickly opened up the fridge to find the package of strawberries on the bottom shelf and went to sit them on the counter not before stealing one for herself, a characteristic that screamed Santana.

"It smells so yummy, momma!" Charlie grinned, her tanned cheek bugling from the strawberry she was chomping on.

"Yup and it's just about done too." Brittany smiled and turned off the stove, "Can we borrow your tea set tray again so we can bring this to mami?"

"Okay!" Charlie nodded and bounded off upstairs. For someone that's not biologically connected to her, Charlie's endless amount of energy had Brittany's name written all over it. In a way, Brittany loved that Charlie had characteristics of both her moms.

With Charlie digging around in her room, Brittany quickly went upstairs to check on Santana remembering that Santana wasn't exactly clothed under the blanks thanks to their late night activities from the night before. As she poked her head in the room, Brittany smiled softly at Santana still wrapped up in their white bed sheets and her tanned arms wrapped around Brittany's pillow.

"Hey baby.." Brittany whispered as her hand gently trailed up and down Santana's exposed arm, "Wake up, baby."

"So sleepy.." Santana grumbled and tried burying her head deeper into Brittany's pillow but the blonde just giggled and leaned in to kiss her temple.

"I just need to put a shirt on you before our daughter comes in here."

"Tell her I'm sleepy still." Santana sighed, eyes remained closed.

"Sweetheart, you know that won't stop her." Brittany laughed, "Besides, she's very excited about the breakfast we made for you."

One eye peeked open at that, "You made me breakfast?"

"Mhmm..Charlie helped."

"And you left our daughter alone in the kitchen?"

"San, of course not. She's in her room." Brittany laughed at Santana's sudden alertness, "Put this shirt on." Brittany smirked as she slowly peeled the blankets from Santana's chest, her head lowering to kiss at her collarbones and just above her breasts.

"Britt, you can't tell me to get a shirt on then kiss me like that." Santana pouted, groaning a little when Brittany smoothed her tongue over a bruise she made last night.

"Sorry, I can't help myself sometimes." She winked before kissing her chest once more, "You know I love these babies."

"Britt!" Santana squealed, swatting at Brittany's head travelling lower and lower.

"Okay, okay. I love you, I'm going now." She pressed another kiss to pouty lips then left the room so Santana could change.

Back downstairs, Brittany and Charlie loaded the tray with all the goodies they made: tons of pancakes, bacon, a couple scrambled eggs, a bowl of strawberries, and three glasses of orange juice.

"I think I'll carry this up, baby, how about you grab some plates?" Brittany said as she took hold of the tray. Charlie nodded and quickly went for the plates they had set aside earlier before following Brittany up the stairs. As the got to the door, Brittany smiled down at Charlie and gestured her to walk first, "You go ahead, make sure mami's up."

"Mami, mami wake up!" Charlie cheered, setting the plates down on the nightstand and crawling her way up on the big bed. Santana had already been awake for a few minutes now after Brittany came in to warn her so she was more than happy to see her baby girl.

"Well good morning, my love." Santana beamed and kissed at her daughter's cheeks, before looking towards Brittany and the tray she was carrying, "Did you bring me something?"

"We made breakfast! We got all your favorites, even strawberries!"

"You do?" Santana gasped and wrapped her arms around Charlie, hugging her tight, "I can't wait to eat it all."

"You can't eat all of it, mami, you've got to share with us too!" Charlie giggled as Brittany lowered the tray on Santana's lap and got comfortable on the bed too.

"Oh, of course!" Santana nodded and kissed Charlie on the cheek then went to kiss Brittany's lips, "I'll always share with my babies."