Chapter 10- Ice Cream & Ideas: Part 2

"And.. Here's one fondue for two! Enjoy." Will came back holding a medium sized pot of warm chocolate accompanied with fruit and marshmallow skewers on a tray.

"Mmm, thanks Will. It smells heavenly." Santana smiled and took the tray from Will and followed Brittany to the booth where Quinn and Taylie were.

"Hey, Britty! Sorry about eating your ice cream." Tay looked at Brittany with a meaningful expression. Brittany just smiled.

"What? Tay! Brittany, you ordered that for you? Tay, you can't just take someone's ice cream. You know that." Santana lightly scolded Taylie while Quinn tried to speak up.

"Wait, I said that she could have the ice cream." Quinn winked at Taylie and shrugged at Santana. "And, it's not like Brittany needs it." Quinn said eyeing the unsuspecting blonde who was looking at Santana with such love it hurt.

The truth was, Brittany was admiring Santana's long eyelashes and the way dimples would appear when the Latina smiled.

"Britt? Wanna start?" A grinning Santana elbowed Brittany softly and gestured to the pot of chocolate.

"Huh? Oh, right. Yep!" Brittany smiled cutely and grabbed a skewer with a marshmallow on the end and slowly dipped it in the chocolate. She then brought it up to her lips and popped it in her mouth, smiling.

"Mmm, that's good." Brittany said with her mouth full of warm and gooey goodness.

"Awesome." Santana smiled at Brittany a picked up a strawberry and mimicked the blondes actions.

"So, Quinn. Brittany says you two are here because of your PMS cravings?" Santana quizzed the smaller blonde who was licking her yoghurt.

"I guess you could say that. But it's partly Brittany's fault." Quinn looked smugly at Brittany.

"What's PNS?" Taylie looked to the three ladies in turn who all had deer-caught-in-headlights looks on their faces. Shit.

Brittany looked expectantly at Santana waiting for an answer.

"Umm, it's a weird thing that happens at uhhh... Teenage years and umm... You feel like eating stuff..." Santana trailed off and looked around at the two blondes awkwardly.

"Yeah. Basically." Quinn looked down to her yoghurt with shifty eyes.

"What? I thought it was when blo-" Brittany started with a confused expression on her face until both Santana and Quinn jumped up and clamped their hands around her mouth. Taylie started laughing at the blonde's bewilderment.

Santana gave Brittany a look that said "don't say anything". Brittany nodded then Quinn and Santana released the blondes mouth.

"Ohhh! Right..Oops." Brittany turned pink and looked at a spot on the table.

Taylie simply giggled, shrugged her shoulders and started talking to Quinn again. The two were talking about how Greg will always be a better Yellow Wiggle than Sam.

Santana tuned out of their conversation and turned to the other blonde. Brittany's head was still down and she was sporting a pink tinge in her cheeks. It was honestly adorable to Santana.

"Hey.." Santana lifted the girls chin up and made her stare into her magnificent chocolate orbs.

While Brittany was immersed in Santana's eyes, the brunette slowly slid her hand across the cushion seat and intertwined their fingers once more. The Latina smiled then turned back to the fondue pot. She chose a nice looking strawberry, dipped it in warm chocolate and slowly brought it to Brittany's mouth which opened to accept the treat. Santana smiled when the blonde took a tentative bite and got a smudge of chocolate on her upper lip.

"Come here." Santana half whispered to the blonde how quickly swallowed and scooted over so their hips were touching.

Santana slowly leaned in and when their faces were 2inches apart, she suddenly remembered about her little niece who was sitting opposite them. Changing plans in mid air, Santana used the pad of her thumb to carefully wipe away the chocolate from a disappointed blonde.

"Ahem. " Quinn coughed lightly to bring the couple back to Earth. She looked pointedly at Santana then quickly side glanced at Taylie who was watching with an interested and curious expression.

Santana then relaxed back into the cushions of their booth. Brittany then let go of Santana's hand who looked over, pouting. Brittany just smiled and shuffled over more so she could feed the Latina a marshmallow. Brittany watched as the Latina's plump lips swallowed the marshmallow and also the tips of her fingers. The Latina kept her eyes trained on Brittany's while her tongue swerved around on the pads of the blondes fingers. Santana then softly bit down on Brittany's fingers then retreated with a pop. Brittany could only gape.

"So, Taylie. What did you do in school, today?" Santana swivelled in her seat so she was facing her niece.

"I drew a picture of the space! I put stars and planets and a milky bar in it! Tina said I was a good drawer-er." Taylie started bouncing in her seat.

"A milky bar? What?" Quinn started giggling and corrected the little girl. "It's milky way, Tay. But I like milky bars."

"Me too! They're my favourite chocolate! My favourite lollies are Dots!" Taylie said matter-o-factly.

"Mine, too." Brittany grinned at the pre schooler across from her.

"My favourites are the red ones."

"I like the yellow ones."

"Eww! Yellow is yucky!"

"No way! Red is yucky." Brittany then poked her tongue out at the little girl who cracked up laughing.

"So, Santana. What do you for a living?" Quinn rolled her eyes playfully at the two childish girls and turned to the bigger Latina.

"Well, I'm a fashion magazine editor." Santana looked down, suddenly embarrassed and surprisingly modest.

"What? No way!" Quinn practically jumped out of her seat and looked at the brunette across from her with wide and excited eyes. "Which magazine?"

"Flaunt It.." Santana went red. She knew that her magazine was number 1 best selling for fashion and wouldn't be surprised if Quinn knew it/ or was a subscriber. A giant shriek told her Quinn's answer.

"Oh my... Oh my goodness! You're the EDITOR for the number 1 most selling fashion magazine which I'm a subscriber to?" Quinn looked like she was going to burst into tears of joy.

"Guilty." Santana, now grinning and proud, raised her hand in a court like fashion.

"Wow. Brittany, you've got yourself quite a catch." Quinn winked at Santana and turned to Brittany.

"Huh? Do you think that Peter Pan acted too friendly with Wendy because he called her mother?" Brittany asked Quinn ignoring whatever Quinn just said.

"He wanted to get married to her, Britty!" The little Latina from across the table playfully huffed with a smile and focussed back to her rainbow ice cream.

"Well, let's just say they were best friends." Santana stepped in and smiled at the two bickering girls who both shrugged.

"Sorry, Quinn what were you saying?"

"Britts, you've got yourself a keeper."

"Really now?" Brittany turned to Santana who instantly blushed again.

"Well, Quinn. You've got yourself something too. Or did you forget about Sam?" Santana raised an eyebrow at Quinn who went the same colour as Santana.

"Hmm? And what does he do?" Quinn asked, curious.

"Well, I know that I'm conducting an underwear shoot for him soon..." Santana picked up a strawberry and dipped into the chocolate pot, smirking.

"Oh my GOSH!" Quinn almost fainted, then and there.

Brittany however, frowned.

"So, San.. You work for a magazine or something?"

"Yeah. I'm the editor." And just like that, she went back into her modesty shell.

"Oh, that's cool. Which one?" Brittany tried to remain calm. But on the inside, she was internally fist pumping and screaming.

"Oh, 'Flaunt It'.." Santana peeked at Brittany who was trying to conceal her excited grin. It made Santana smile to see Brittany try to impress her.

"Ahh, yes. I know that one." Brittany nodded with her best poker face on.

"Of course you know it, Britts. You've got about 50 copies under your bed." Quinn butted in and Brittany just gaped.

"Quinn!" Brittany groaned and shot her best friend a look that said 'thanks, alot!'.

"Oh, sorry!" Quinn meekly apologised then turned back to Taylie.

"Well, since you're such a big fan... Maybe you'd like to come and watch a photo shoot some time? I have to run them and it gets kind of frustrating." Santana tried to seem casual but she was really hoping Brittany would say 'yes' because being around her made her feel so calm and light.

"YES!" Brittany squealed and leaned over to quickly hug the Latina.

If any other bystanders were watching, it would seem like Santana just proposed instead of asking Brittany to go to work with her.

Brittany pulled back blushing and thought to herself. This girl is absolutely incredible. Thank God, fate and whatever or whoever else that brought us together. Santana's successful, smart, gorgeous and so adorable. Yep, Brittany was falling, harder than ever before. And did she mind? Nope. On the contrary, she was loving every second of it.

To be continued...