A/N: Took me longer than expected to get this one out, so I made it a bit longer than normal.
It literally took me a whole week to figure out everyone's costume choice. But I'm pretty content with what was decided in the end.
Thank you to everyone who gave me some input/ choices to play off of.
Also... This chapter is dedicated to Nikki because it's her birthday today... or something.
I don't know... I already sent her two Glee posters as her presents, but she just wants to feel special, so there.
Of Coffee Shops and Comic Books
Ch. 5: All My Friends
Santana had been pacing in the living room awaiting her final results. The professor informed the class -before they took the final- that grades would be posted on Friday afternoon at around 5PM. Quinn, Rachel, and Mercedes were finalizing the set up of Quinn and Santana's apartment for the party and have been there for the past hour. Santana had not been able to sit or stand still for the past thirty minutes in anticipation of her final grades. They were all already dressed up in their costumes for the night as well.
"Satan. You better sit your caped ass down before I make you. And I'll use force if necessary, especially with who I'm dressed up as" Mercedes said threateningly with a hand on her hip. The gold tiara on her forehead with a red star in the middle of it reflected off the light in the room.
Santana stopped her movement and scrunched up her nose at Mercedes, who was still looking back at her with a challenging expression from across the room. Santana knew Mercedes meant business and huffed before taking a seat on one of the barstools behind her.
"That's more like it," Mercedes adjusted the dark blue jacket that hung on her shoulders before turning her attention to rolling up the sleeves of it.
"Wonder Woman's horrible reboot outfit... really?" Santana told her with a scoff, resting her forearms on the counter behind her while she faced her friend. She eyed the dark pants, gold belt and lasso that was wrapped in one of the belt loops. Mercedes looked up at Santana and gave her a pointed expression as she pulled down on the red fitted top she was wearing.
"Girl, you know I'm not ashamed of my body. But I look pretty damn hot in this version of it. People wouldn't be able to handle me in her usual star spangled bathing suit." She tugged on the red and gold gauntlets on each respective hand.
"True," Santana shrugged and fidgeted with the white binding around her arms. "But even though Diana's original outfit is over-sexualized, the red boots, bracelets tiara, red, blue and white starred bodysuit are one of the most iconic. At least you have the tiara and lasso of truth down." She finished. Mercedes simply rolled her eyes in response.
"Spoken like a true nerd," Quinn cut in as she walked between them, carrying a big bowl filled with chips in her arms. Santana grumbled something incoherent in Spanish that was most likely an insult directed towards her. Quinn put on a cheeky fake smile for Santana once she set down the bowl on a table in her all blue suit, black gloves and black boots. The number "4" was clearly visible on her chest.
"Where are the boys?" Rachel asked, trailing right behind Quinn with the salsa while in an all black, light leather costume. A black mask with pointed ears was pushed up and settled above her forehead.
"They should be on their way. They have the alcohol," Mercedes answered. She walked over to Santana and took a seat next to her.
"Please don't tell me everyone is just going to get shit faced, tonight," Santana groaned. Last time they held a party at their place, it turned into something more. Let's just say Santana was not happy when she woke up half on the couch and half on the floor the next day with a pounding headache and the apartment left in shambles.
"No, we're not going to have a repeat of last time." Quinn began, instantly knowing what her roommate was thinking once she saw the look on Santana's face.
"It's only twenty people who are going to be here at the most. Besides, this is for me and you. Right Santana?" Rachel added with a smile.
"LET'S GET THIS PARTY CRACKIN'!" a voice boomed as the front door swung open. All four heads turned in the direction of the commotion and found two people.
One in a regular black wife beater, jeans and a black bulky mask that covered the mouth and went around the cheeks to connect in the back and a mohawk on the top of the head.
The other had a blue helmet with a white letter "A" on the front and small white wings on the sides, a blue suit with a white star on the chest, alternating red and white stripes in the middle, red gloves and boots, and a circular red, white and blue shield with a white star in the center strapped on the back.
Bane and Captain America were standing there with arms full of plastic bags, beer cans, wine coolers and a couple of vodka bottles.
"Puck! Sam!" Rachel squealed as she ran up to give them each a huge hug.
"How did you know it was us?" Sam asked once Rachel released them from her grip. The two guys set down everything on the floor and took off their masks, revealing themselves. Noah Puckerman was dressed up as one of Batman's arch-enemies: Bane and Sam Evans was the ever humble, Captain America.
"Oh please, Puck still has his mohawk and you're always Steve Rogers, Trouty," Santana quipped as she stood up, she sported a smile on her face though.
"Rachel is Catwoman, Quinn is Invisible Woman, Mercedes is Wonder Woman, and... you're... Batgirl?" Puck pointed out each of the girls and their outfits.
"Black Bat, but close enough, I guess," Santana corrected as she greeted with a high-five for both him and Sam.
"You ready, Cass Cain?" Sam turned to Santana and they both held knowing smiles on their faces. Santana nodded and took out a green ring from her yellow utility belt. Sam did the same but pulled his out from his pocket. Both of them slipped the rings on their middle fingers
"In Brightest Day," Santana began as she extended her fist towards Sam.
"In Blackest Night," Sam continued, copying Santana's move.
"No Evil shall escape my sight," Santana took over the next line and retracted her arm but took a heroic stance as she put her feet shoulder-width apart.
"Let those who worship Evil's might," Sam once again mirrored what Santana was doing.
"Beware my power... GREEN LANTERN'S LIGHT!" The two of them said the last line together and fist-pumped in the air.
"Do you two have to do that thing all the time?" Mercedes questioned, raising her eyebrows as she spoke. Quinn, Rachel and Puck were laughing in the background.
"Only when we haven't seen each other in a while," Santana answered as she straightened out her posture and fist bumped Sam.
"Never gets old," He agreed and picked up some bags from the floor to set them on the counter.
"It's nice to see that some things don't change," Rachel said once her laughing fit ended.
"So, are we going to see your hot blonde here tonight, Santana?" Puck started as he followed suit with Sam. He quirked an eyebrow up in a cocky fashion towards her.
"What the hell are you talking about?" Mercedes said simultaneously as Sam asked,
"What hot blonde?"
Rachel and Quinn began to laugh again, Santana -on the other hand- did not join in.
"Quinn," She stated with a glare and crossed her arms over her yellow bat symbol on her chest.
"Sorry, remember I let it slip when I was hanging out with him when you were with Britt," Quinn explained as she shrugged.
"Yeah, that text threw me completely off-guard. Brittany asked what was wrong because I must have looked like somebody in my family died or something..." Santana rubbed the side of her head with a black gloved hand.
"Mystery girl's name is 'Brittany'? I like that," Puck interrupted, earning a death glare from Santana.
"Puck. Back the fuck up before I castrate you," She warned as she took the opportunity to crack her knuckles.
"Damn Lopez, she must be really hot," He put up his hands in defense but upheld a smirk.
"What did you guys do?" Sam interjected, trying to save Puck from Santana's wrath by changing the subject.
Santana looked down at the floor bit her lip and went silent. She didn't want to confess how she made that comic book deal with Finn for the extra ticket. Sam and Puck would give her so much shit.
"Oh my god you had SEX, didn't you?!" Mercedes exclaimed. Santana's head snapped up with a horrified expression on her face. Quinn and Rachel busted out into another round of laughter.
"WHAT? N-NO. NO. WE DIDN'T," She stammered, feeling the color drain from her face.
"This just got really good," Puck said with a huge grin while Sam went slack jawed.
"QUINN, TELL THEM I DID NOT HAVE SEX WITH BRITTANY!" Santana cried, throwing a pleading look over to Quinn and Rachel.
"Santana didn't have sex with Brittany," She told them once she caught her breath. Santana sighed in relief but Mercedes still wasn't convinced.
"Actually, she can barely function properly around her," Rachel said with a smile, remembering what Quinn told her when they were talking a couple of nights ago. Santana exhaled in annoyance and shot a look towards the two of them. Rachel had finally cornered her the other day and was forced to tell her everything about Brittany, with Quinn dishing out side comments.
"We had dinner and I took her to that Acoustic show..." Santana explained slowly.
"How did you get another ticket?" Mercedes asked, knowing how hard it was to get into that show.
"I made a deal with Finnocence. I'd let him hold my Amazing Spiderman Issue #568 in exchange for another ticket," Santana finished and winced, waiting for the boys' reaction.
"The one autographed by Stan Lee?!" Sam blurted out with a surprised expression on his face.
"Dude! Uncool!" Puck added with a disapproving look.
"You don't even let us hold that issue!" Sam continued on.
"This girl must really be something," Mercedes nodded, finally content with what she was hearing.
"Ugh, just shut up. All of you," Santana said as she buried her face in her hands.
"I'm just saying, if you did that for this girl... Damn, I can't wait to meet her," Puck stated once he got over the initial shock and winked. Santana held an unamused look as she pulled her hands down. She was incredibly close to kicking Puck's ass.
"Do you know your final grade yet, Santana?" Rachel said, seeing the irritation radiating off from her. Santana glanced at her and walked over to her open laptop on the dining table to check her email.
"I... got a 95." Santana blinked a couple of times, "I passed the class with an A!" She said excitedly as the reality sunk in.
Sam and Rachel whooped while the rest of them smiled at the news.
"This calls for the first drink of the night!" Puck announced, breaking out six shot glasses and a bottle of vodka.
"I'm only taking one shot, someone here has to be responsible tonight," Santana declared as she took a glass in her hand.
"Fine, fine. Just take the first shot and we'll get this ball rolling!" Puck relented, as everyone else had glasses in their hands.
"To all my friends and how awesome this costume party is going to be!" Sam cheered before they all downed a shot.
A Couple of Hours Later (7PM)
Things were going pretty well for this small party. There were about fifteen people who were at the apartment and there was enough space for them to walk around from the kitchen to the living room or to the outside patio. The only people who were semi-wasted were Puck, who usually got this drunk, and Rachel, who doesn't usually get this drunk but it was hilarious to see. Finn came dressed as Iron Man, but had trouble with his mask and made it hard for him to talk to people. Santana was amused at how he was trying to have a conversation with Rachel, but the combination of him not being able to communicate properly and her being completely incoherent of any rational thought made it all the more funny.
Sugar was Santana's, interesting Anatomy lab partner and had pulled off a C in the class. It didn't really matter to her because she "had a ton of money anyway and was just taking Anatomy because she needed it for her major or something", which Santana still had no recollection of. She surprised Santana with being Harley Quinn. A well dressed one, that is.
"I told my brother about this party and he went out and got me this... I kinda know who she is... I don't know. Whatever, I look hot in this, right?"
Artie was Santana's acquaintance rather than a real friend, but he knew Sugar and Quinn. He also went to UCLA but was there for Computer Engineering. He pulled off being Cyclops, with an authentic Marvel Cyclops X-Men visor replica he had gotten online. There was a button on the side of it that was pressed which would light up the visor as if releasing an optic blast.
"I think Professor X would have been a better fit for you, Wheels," Santana told him as she walked past.
"Didn't want to shave my hair off for just one night," Artie explained with a smile while wheeling in the opposite direction.
There was a knock at the door while Santana and Sam were talking on the other side of the living room. Quinn went to get it and was pleasantly surprised with the new guests who had arrived.
"Brittany!" She greeted happily with a hug. Santana instantly perked up at the name and looked up at the door. Sure enough there was Brittany with Tina, Kurt and two other guys who she had never seen before.
"Oh god, Brittany's here..." Santana whispered, she began to internally panic. She only caught a glance of her face and didn't take in the outfit as she looked back at Sam.
"Your girl, Brittany?" He asked for clarification as he turned his gaze to the front door as well.
"She's not my girl," Santana muttered.
"Wow, Santana. She's hot... wait... whoa, she's Supergirl," Sam said approvingly.
"What?!" Santana looked back at the door and saw part of a red cape, Quinn was blocking her view of the whole costume.
"Oh no..." Sam said worried tone. Santana was about to ask what was wrong when she realized that Puck was there... clearly making Brittany uncomfortable with the expression she was showing.
"Oh. Hell. No." Santana seethed, opening a pouch from her utility belt (you can actually put some awesome stuff in there) and took out a Bat-A-Rang.
"Hey Puck! Heads up-!" Sam yelled out, but it was too late.
Puck looked up just as it hit him right on his left cheek, under his eye. He yelped out in surprise at the contact.
"Fuck! Ouch! Santana!" He yelled as he immediately clutched his injured face. Everyone turned to Santana who's anger disappeared once she saw that everyone had their attention on her.
"Damn Satan, nice shot!" Mercedes called out from the couch, impressed with how accurate she threw from the distance. Everyone cheered before going back to their business.
Those blue eyes linked with her brown ones and Santana was paralyzed from across the room. She snapped out of it in a few seconds when Finn came up in front of her.
"Santana, remember our agreement?" Santana could barely make out what Finn was saying through the mask but she understood.
"Yeah, Finn. Stay right here, I'll be right back," Santana sighed and briskly went to her room down the hall, away from everyone. She entered into her room and walked up to one of her shelves to grab her autographed comic.
"You got some pretty good aim with that left hand there," Santana quickly turned around at the sound of the voice and found someone leaning on the outside of her bedroom door.
"Brittany!" Santana's eyes darted around her room, making sure everything was as respectable as it could be... considering it was basically equivalent to that of a teenage boy's. She clutched onto the comic in her hand in nervousness.
"You mean, 'Holy Supergirl, Batman," Brittany corrected cheekily with a smile while stepping inside her room and taking a curious look around. Santana laughed and composed herself as well as she could.
"Or Kara Zor-El," She added, watching Brittany examine everything with interest.
"Right..." Brittany replied back as she plopped down on Santana's bed as if it were her own. She pried her eyes away from all the posters and shelves filled with comic-related goodies to look back at Santana. This time examining Santana from head to toe. Santana felt self-conscious now that she was under the scrutiny of Brittany's gaze.
Santana's Black Bat costume was well fitted on her body, not too skin-tight, but respectable. And she looked pretty damn good in it with her black boots. It was all black except for the yellow utility belt that hung on her hips, the yellow bat symbol on her chest and the white bindings that wrapped around her forearms. She had replaced her usual set glasses with a matching black mask. A black cape donned on her back and black gloves that extended over her hands were under the white bandages.
"Batgirl?" She asked, tilting her head to the side cutely. Santana gulped as she finally took notice of Brittany's outfit.
Brittany definitely pulled off a perfect cosplay of Supergirl. Red knee high boots, a matching red skirt that stopped at mid-thigh with a gold belt, her pale stomach was exposed with toned abs before being covered at the chest by a blue long sleeved top. The famous Superman (or rather, House of El) symbol clearly printed on her chest along with a red cape attached on the back. Santana began to feel hot for some odd reason and quickly averted her eyes before answering after a few seconds of silence.
"For simplicity's sake, yes. But technically I'm Black Bat," She explained, still holding onto her prized Spiderman comic.
"That sounds way cooler," Brittany nodded as she relaxed further into Santana's Avengers covered bed. Santana could feel her pulse racing in her veins at her anxiety that was building.
"Yeah, she's pretty kick ass," She managed to say as she kept eye contact with Brittany. "You pull off a perfect Supergirl though..."
"You think so?"
"Definitely. Blonde hair, blue eyes, perfect body..." Santana immediately stopped talking, she didn't mean to say that last part... again. Brittany just gave a light laugh but didn't say anything else relating to their costumes.
"I like your room... it's... enthrilling..." Brittany said, giving the room another look over.
"You mean 'enthralling'?" Santana inquired, a tiny smile at her lips. Brittany glanced back at her giggled at her own mistake.
"Yeah, that,"
"I see you've met Puck, I'm sorry about him. He can be such an arrogant asshole sometimes, especially when he's a little tipsy. But he's one of my best friends," Santana told her after a minute or so. Brittany nodded with understanding.
"He was... interesting. But thanks for saving me back there," She shifted back up into a regular sitting position on Santana's bed as she said this.
"All in a day's work. Using Quinn for target practice really helped." Santana shrugged as if she did crime fighting everyday. Brittany laughed at the last part, tugging a smile at Santana's lips again.
Brittany then stood up and walked over to where Santana was, who felt her palms getting sweaty through her gloves at the enclosing proximity. Supergirl then threw her arms around Black Bat in a tight embrace.
Santana swore her heart stopped at that moment. That seemed to happen a lot whenever she was around Brittany.
Her body automatically responded back as she wrapped her arms around her bare midsection. Santana felt the heat creep up on her cheeks when she realized she was touching the small of Brittany's bare back. She was so thankful that her hands were covered, otherwise she didn't think that her brain could handle to intimate skin on skin action.
"Hi," Brittany breathed out in a whisper, warm air tickling Santana's ear.
"Uhh... Hi, Britt," Santana replied back hesitantly. She couldn't think properly with Brittany overcoming all her senses.
"Sorry, it's just that I didn't get greet you properly," Brittany explained sheepishly as she loosened her grip on Santana. She pulled back so she was facing her but still was in her personal space bubble. Santana didn't mind one bit.
"No, it's alright, I like hugs from you," Santana said honestly, the heat never leaving her face. Brittany gave her a soft smile and noticed something she was so used to seeing not there.
"No glasses?" Brittany quirked up an eyebrow, questioningly.
"Umm, yeah. I had to switch it for the mask tonight. I actually have contacts on. But it's such a hassle to put in so I usually just stick with the glasses," Santana touched the side of her mask and she spoke. Brittany paused for a second before responding back.
"Can I take off your mask?" She said quietly with a shy expression. Santana's eyes went wide at the request but she slightly nodded.
"S-sure. If you want to..." Her breathing became shallow as Brittany took a step closer to her and slowly pulled it off, her fingertips barely grazing her cheeks. Santana took another nervous gulp after feeling Brittany's touch on her face.
"Hmm..." Brittany hummed as she continued staring at Santana, her fingers fiddling with the black mask in her right hand.
"What?" Santana asked, her breath was uneven but she somehow stayed still.
"I'm trying to decide if I like you better with or without glasses on," Brittany answered directly, peering over every inch of Santana's face.
"Oh..."
A minute passed.
"Did you decide, yet?" Santana cut into the silence as she bit her lip. Brittany smiled, her eyes twinkled as she put the mask back on Santana's face.
"Yeah, I'll tell you later," She took a step back with that smile still in tact. Santana blinked, cleared her throat and nodded.
"We better get back to the party, half of it is for me after all," She missed Brittany's warmth so she opted to tug on her black cape to distract herself.
"Let's go," Brittany took Santana's hand and pulled her out back to where everyone was.
"Here, Finn," Santana dropped the comic into his hands as she brushed passed him. Her full attention was on Brittany. She didn't even hear him utter a muffled "Thanks".
They walked outside to where Tina, who was dressed in an X-men costume, Kurt, who had a green mask on and a matching Green Lantern outfit, the two unknown guys dressed as Spiderman and Green Goblin, Quinn, Sam and Mercedes who were all in the patio talking with one another.
"What took you so long?" Quinn questioned Santana, eyeing how Brittany was holding her hand. Santana gave her a look that said "Quinn shut up or else I will hit you with something".
"Had to give Finnocence that comic I promised him," She said, letting go of Brittany's hand but still stood close to her.
"Right," Mercedes interjected with a smirk. Santana glared back at her.
"Seems like you all got to know each other while we were gone," She started, looking at all of them. Sam nodded as he got his Captain America shield back from Spiderman and Green Goblin. "Hi Tina," Santana greeted with a small wave as she saw Brittany's roommate.
"Hey! Told you I'd see you more often," Tina smiled back. Santana took a glance at her outfit.
"Shadowcat?" She questioned, guessing which X-men character Tina was.
"Yes," Tina answered with a smile.
"Very nice," Santana approved before glancing back at Brittany.
"Mike, Blaine, this is Santana," Brittany introduced Spiderman, who pulled off his mask and Santana noted he was Asian, and Green Goblin, who took off his helmet head and Santana was entranced with his eyebrows, the two gave her a friendly smile.
"Nice to meet you," Mike greeted politely.
"We've heard a lot about you," Blaine added, casting a knowing glance to Kurt.
"Oh, that's... interesting?" Santana was unsure what to say back to them.
"Mike is Tina's boyfriend and Blaine is Kurt's boyfriend," Brittany continued, pointing to their respective others.
"Totally knew Kurt was gay," Santana thought to herself. Before she could say anything, Rachel's high pitched voice interrupted.
"Kurt Hummel?!" Rachel dramatically screamed from the patio door. Yeah, she definitely had one too many drinks. She was louder than normal. The group looked at Rachel, and Kurt gasped in recognition.
"Rachel Berry," He said in bewilderment.
A combined squeal of giddiness filled the air as the two rushed up to each other and engulfed themselves in a bear hug. What happened next was amazing. Santana had never heard anyone talk just as fast as Rachel until that very moment.
"Oh my god, I didn't know you were here!" Rachel said excitedly.
"Yeah, I'm back home for the summer," Kurt replied back with an equal amount of energy.
"I'm here for three weeks!"
"We have to go to Rodeo Drive!" Kurt gushed, Rachel nodded.
"We have to go everywhere in LA!"
"I know the best places in town,"
"I'm sorry... but how do you two know each other?" Mercedes interrupted, asking the question that was on everyone's mind.
"We go to NYADA together!" They replied back at the same time excitedly.
"What a small world..." Santana said off to the side. Kurt and Rachel turned back to each other and began firing question after question.
"How do you know Brittany?"
"I grew up with her here in LA and we work together at Pinky's Coffee Shop this summer,"
A quick pause was taken before Kurt began talking again.
"How do you know Santana?"
"We went to high school together, along with Quinn, Puck, Sam and Mercedes,"
"This is so weird!"
"I know!"
"We can all hang out together!"
"This is going to be so much fun!"
"Oh my god, you dressed up as Catwoman?" Kurt eyed Rachel in her costume.
"Selina Kyle, yes. Anne Hathaway was superb in that latest Batman movie,"
"True,"
"You're Green Lantern? Ryan Reynolds inspired?" Rachel took in the all green outfit Kurt had on.
"Actually, I read that there is a new openly gay Green Lantern!"
"Is that right?" Rachel turned to the Black Bat, "Santana?"
"Yep. Well, they rebooted Alan Scott, who was the original Green Lantern, and changed his story to make him gay," Santana gave her input, clarifying Kurt's statement.
"Interesting," Kurt said and they continued their conversation as they gravitated to a corner where a couple of chairs were.
"Alright, I definitely need a drink after witnessing that high speed interaction," Mercedes said before walking inside.
"That was like experiencing speed on crack," Sam agreed as he followed her through the door.
Later On...
"Attention everyone!" Quinn yelled out to the party guests. She motioned for them to go in her direction. They all made their way to the dining table and waited.
"As most of you know, we're gathered here for two very special reasons. One: Rachel is back with us for a little while and Two: Santana finished her Anatomy course and passed with flying colors!" Sam announced from the dining table and everyone began to clap.
"Rainbow colors," Quinn shouted and flashed a smile to Santana, who resisted the urge to flip her the middle finger. Also the fact that Brittany was right next to her stopped Santana from doing anything.
"I love rainbows, they remind me of unicorns," Sugar said thoughtfully from somewhere behind.
"Unicorns are magical," Brittany agreed before turning to Santana.
"You passed with flying colors, huh?" She asked her. Santana nodded and gave her a small smile.
"Yeah, just got the confirmation today that I got an A overall," Brittany's face lit up at the news.
"That's amazing!" She exclaimed, clapping her hands together.
"You helped me out, you know," Santana told her. Brittany shot Santana a confused look as Santana continued on to explain it to her.
"That drink you made me. It really did give me magical powers," A grin made its way over Brittany's lips.
"Of course it did,"
"It wouldn't be a real party without cake!" Sam told everyone as Quinn brought out a chocolate cake that had "Welcome Rachel and Congrats Santana!" on the top in red icing.
"Welcome to LA Rachel, and good job to Santana for being the awesome nerd that she is!" Quinn finished. Everyone clapped and Santana just rolled her eyes but had a smile on her face. Sam and Quinn proceeded to cut the cake and pass out pieces to everyone.
The party went on smoothly with everyone getting to know each other. Puck even managed apologized to Brittany after getting a lecture from Quinn, Sam and Mercedes. Santana just glared at him from afar but nodded curtly once he made his peace. He kept his distance the rest of the night. By midnight most people left, but not without congratulating Santana and giving Rachel a celebratory hug, who -by the way- returned all of them way too eagerly due to the amount of alcohol in her system. She probably wouldn't even remember half the people who were there the next day.
Santana sat down on the bean bag in the living room and decided to unwind a little bit. She leaned back and covered her eyes with her left arm as she sighed. The weight shifted as she felt someone take a seat next to her.
"Wanna know what I decided from earlier?" Brittany asked, causing Santana to lift her arm up and look back at her curiously. It took her a second to realize what she was talking about.
The glasses or no glasses thing.
"Yeah," She answered back and Brittany smiled as if she was about to tell her one of the biggest secrets in the world. She leaned forward, closer to her, and Santana gave her a look of encouragement to continue.
"I decided that... I like you," Brittany tapped the tip of Santana's nose with her index finger. Santana wrinkled her nose and gave a soft, nervous laugh before replying back.
"Oh... I... like you too," She told her while shyly looking down at her gloved hands.
"Good," Brittany stated, causing her to gaze back at her face. Her eyes were an amazingly clear shade of blue that captivated Santana for a few seconds. Santana wet her lips before speaking again.
"You know... Supergirl and Batgirl are sorta like best friends in some comics,"
"Really?" Brittany quirked up an eyebrow. Santana nodded.
"So since we're the two who are dressed up as them... for the most part... that should make us... sorta best friends too," Santana watched as the corners of Brittany's lips curled upward, her blue eyes sparkling with delight.
"That sounds wonderful," Brittany grabbed her hand and held it. Santana felt her head begin to feel light but the warmth of Brittany's hand somehow kept her grounded at the same time. Santana opened her mouth to say something else but was interrupted.
"Britt, we gotta go. Blaine definitely went past his limit tonight," Mike called out, he had his Spiderman mask in his hand and his other arm was supporting a very wasted Blaine/ Green Goblin who was talking nonsense in a loud voice to Kurt. The Green Lantern was answering back in a calm tone but sent a look of urgency to Supergirl.
"Be right there," Brittany sighed and reluctantly stood up and faced Santana. "Looks like I gotta go, but this was a fun party. And congratulations again,"
"Thanks for coming... and actually dressing up," Santana smiled in understanding and got up as well. She took Brittany's hand and tugged her closer, initiating a hug... since best friends hug, right? Brittany responded with a tight squeeze back and pulled away when she heard Blaine begin to laugh uncontrollably at something. She winked at Santana before completely letting go and went over to where Tina, Mike, Blaine and Rachel were. They all said their goodbyes and went out the door. Brittany turned around, which caused her red cape to whip around from the movement, right before she walked out and waved at Santana, who waved back with a grin.
The front door clicked as it closed and the only ones left at the apartment were Invisible Woman, Bane, Catwoman, Captain America, Wonder Woman and Black Bat.
"Dude, if you don't get into her pants... I will," Puck finally stated from behind the counter, breaking the silence.
"Noah Puckerman," Rachel said condescendingly.
"Don't you dare..." Quinn started, picking up where Rachel ended.
"It's obvious Brittany's into Santana," Sam added his two cents.
"Get it Satan," Mercedes nodded. Santana's smile turned into a scowl at her friends' input and dragged a hand down her face in aggravation.
"I'm leaving," Santana responded back in a resigned voice. They'd clean up everything in the morning, for now the Black Bat wanted to change into her pajamas and just get to bed. Quinn shrugged but went to a closet to pull out extra pillows and blankets for Rachel, Puck, Sam and Mercedes. No way were they driving back home after drinking for most of the night, especially Puck.
"Gooooooood niiiight!" Rachel sang extravagantly and Mercedes threw a pillow at her face which told her to shut up.
"I can't believe these are all my friends," Santana shook her head as she walked to her room.
She came back out in regular clothes after about ten minutes to get some water and found all of them knocked out in various positions in the living room.
Rachel -with her disheveled hair- was on her stomach on the bean bag, Sam with his mouth wide open, sprawled on his back on the couch with an arm dangling off the side, Mercedes was on her side had two hands neatly tucked under her head but over a pillow on the floor, and Puck was the one snoring and had one arm above his head and the other extended to the side also on the floor.
The best part was that they were all still in their superhero and/or supervillain costumes.
Quinn came padding down the hall and stood next to Santana. She looked at the scene in front of her and turned her head towards Santana.
"Perfect photo opportunity?" She asked with a wicked smile.
"For sure," Santana said back as she nodded enthusiastically.
They both pulled out their phones and began to snap pictures of their sleeping friends.
"They're going to hate us when they find out," Quinn chuckled.
"And that's why this is so much fun," Santana explained, taking a couple close up pictures of Puck. "This only happens with all my friends," She muttered.
"All our friends. And are you going to tell me what's up with you and Britt?" Quinn looked over at Santana questioningly. Santana sighed heavily and put her phone in her pocket, done taking photos.
"Tomorrow, Quinn. Now get to bed," She walked past Quinn, heading for her room. Quinn huffed out, disappointed she wouldn't be getting anything out of her, but gave in.
"Fine, good night," She said as she followed Santana down the hall to her respective room. Their doors shut closed once they went inside.
Santana smiled stupidly at herself as she stood before her bed, remembering that a certain girl who dressed up as Supergirl sat there just a few hours ago. She actually couldn't believe that Brittany was in her room. It was something that completely surprised her. The smile didn't fade as Santana went to her bed and turned off the light.
She was looking forward to the next time she would see her... new "best friend".
Glee is back. And looking pretty good so far...
That Britney 2.0 episode had me emotionally unstable. Heather just dominated everything and deserves an award for being amazing.
Just waiting for Naya to show up... besides a 20 second scene over webcam.
Hope you enjoyed this chapter.
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