Y'all are so kind I decided to write another chapter just tonight ;)

DIVA DRAMAH

"Wait, what?" Are you serious?! Please tell me you are joking.."

"I am not."

"Kurt! How could you let this happen?!"

"Me? I'm not the one caused all this Santana!"

"Yeah you're right.. I'm sorry."

Santana was walking up and down the living room until Kurt started going crazy. Now they're both sitting on the couch next to eachtother. Santana runs a hand trough her hair. "I just don't get how this could happen."

She feels her phone buzzing and looks at the screen. Fuck. "It's my mom." Santana sighs.

"Hello? Yes, no mami, uhuh, no! What are you talking about? Uhmm..yeah, don't worry about it, ofcourse not! Yes i will, okay, byebye, yeah, bye, bye mami, love you too, bye"

Kurt looks at her questionly. "So?" Santana sighs. "She saw them. Ofcourse." "And what did she say?" "Well, she was mad, obviously, she gave me a Spanish lecture about how disappointed she is in me, and well yeah, you know what that means." Kurt nods. "I do" he says.

"I have to get going." Kurt stands up from the couch and pulls his t-shirt a bit down and his pants a bit up. He checks for any dust or filthyness on his blazer and then looks at Santana. He does this .time.

"Where ya going?" "I'm meeting up with Sebastian." His eyes twinkle.

"Ugh.. I can't believe you are still dating that ponyhorse."

Kurt laughs. "Ponyhorse?"

"Just leave it, I'm gonna get dressed, you can find your way out, right?"

"How charming, yes, I will talk to you later. And don't stress too much about this, I'm going to fix it."

"Yeah, you better!" Santana shouts as she's walking upstairs.

Kurt shakes his head and leaves. A part of her will always be the same, he thinks.

A while later, just as she's taking some deepfreeze lasagna out of the refrigirator, Santana gets a call. Again an unknow number. She guesses it's Brittany and picks up.

"Miss Santana Lopez?" She instantly gets a smile on her face.

"Yeees?"

"It's Brittany."

Santana laughs. "I know"

"Really? How do you know? Are you here? Are you psychic?"

Santana chuckles and imagines Brittany looking around right now to see if she's actually there. "Yes ofcourse Brittany, I am psychic" she laughs.

"Woah, that's really cool! Lord Tubbington is psychic too! I'm pretty sure he's reading my mind right now." Lord tubbington is staring evily at Brittany, while spinning loudly. Brittany runs a hand over his back.

"Yup, most definitely. So what does my future look like?"

"Hmmm... lets see.. Tonight.. I see you, and me on my couch eating pizza and watching High School Musical.."

"Awesome! What time is it in your vision?"

Santana chuckles. "As soon as possible!"

"We wil be there as soon as possible then!" Brittany says, and she hangs up.

Santana smiles to herself and suddenly realises that a) Brittany probably has no clue where she lives and b) she said 'we'.

Please don't say she's bringing her cat...

A while later, after Santana texted Brittany her adress, she cleaned up the living room, put on some sweats and already put in the dvd as the bell rings.

She goes to answer the door when she realises she is about to have a movie night with a random girl she just met on the train. Whatever, she thinks.

She opens the door, and there stands Brittany, in a green raincoat (apparently it's raining outside) en yes, ofcourse, the catbox.

"Hey, you ..." Santana starts off, but Brittanys hand that is not holding the mind reading cat, suddenly appears from behind her back holding a bouquet of flowers.

"Brittany... you didn't have to buy me flowers...?"

"I didn't." She says simply. She sees the confused look on Santana's face and giggles. She holds up the cat box "Lord Tubbington insisted on buying you flowers." She explains. "I thinks he has a crush on you." She whispers and she starts to giggle again.

"Does he though?" Santana laughs. "Just come in, you look cold."

Santana chuckles "Your cat looks a little wet too."

Brittany first looks at her non-understanding. But then a grin spreads across her face. "It is." She winks.

Santana gulps. Brittany was all cute and ditzy, and suddenly she's flirty too? Okay.. Great.

Santana clears her troath and continues talking "Are your clothes, uh, wet? You can hang them to dry, you know. Not that I want you to undress or something it's just.. you look, uhmm, cold."

And suddenly halfnaked..?

"That's okay" she giggles "I'll just put on some of your clothes." She says as she opens a couple of doors and eventually runs upstairs while trying to kick off her boots on her search to Santana's bedroom.

"My bedroom is the .." "FOUND IIIT!"

Santana smiles and thinks to herself that this might be God trying to make up to her for making her feel so bad for a long time.

"CAN I WEAR YOU GIRAFFE ONESIE?" Brittany comes skipping down the stairs wearing Santana's onesie and smiles brightly when she nods.

"It's so fluffyyyyy..." she says quietly.

Yep, definetely God.