A few days later it was raining once again and the parents had decided to go into town. Brittany hadn't been feeling well so she was trying to sleep it off, leaving Santana bored out of her box. Wandering into the kitchen she decided to try her hand at baking.
Looking through the cupboards for something she could bake she finally came across a box of cake mix. Reading the directions and finding them pretty straight forward Santana began to get what she'd need to make them. After getting everything out she began to mix it all together, but she started the machine to fast and a little bit of cake mix went flying. Immediately turning it off she tried it again but this time slower. Once the mix was done she started looking around for the pan. After a half hour of looking she gave up, looking at the cake mix she thought, why not. Grabbing a spoon she walked over to the table and no sooner had she sat down did she hear some let out a light chuckle.
"What's so funny?" She asked turning to the side to look at Brittany.
"First you're eating cake mix right out of the mixing bowl, second you have some on your nose. Way to bake there Lopez, you know the mix is supposed to go into these little holders and…" With that Santana took her spoon and flung just a little bit at Brittany. The girl stood with her mouth open, "You did not just do that?"
Santana started to laugh before dropping the spoon and taking off the apron and running outside knowing the blonde was going to get her good for that one.
Getting over her shock Brittany took off after her, chasing her all the way down to the dock. "Santana Lopez you are so going in that lake."
"Mhmm, you wouldn't dare." She said cockily.
Raising an eyebrow Brittany started to laugh. "I'm not a little pansy like you and you know it."
"Okay okay fine, I'm sorry, please don't throw me in the lake right now. I'll do something else to make it up to you."
Brittany moved closer to the end of the dock where Santana was standing. She motioned like she was going to push her into the lake, causing her to flinch a little but instead she wrapped her arms around her. "Say bananananana."
Santana let out a laugh. "I am so not saying."
"Come on, please you owe me."
"No, you know I can't say it if you try and force me. Why don't we just go and lay on the boat?"
"It's raining?"
"Well you're already sick and I love lying in the rain, so I think I'm going to do that." Santana untangled herself from Brittany and walked over to the boat.
A minute later she felt someone lay down next to her. "What's the matter sicky get all lonely."
The blonde moved in really close. "No, just wanted to tell you, you still have cake mix on your nose." She tapped the brunette on the nose, while managing to wipe the cake mix off as she did. "What kind of cake mix is that anyways?" Brittany asked as she stood up ready from taller girls retaliation.
"Bananana." Brittany started to laugh like a fool and sat on the edge of the boat her feet hanging off the side. "You know I think I should totally push you into the water."
"Like you totally wouldn't." Brittany mocked before turning her head back towards the lake. No sooner had the words come out of her mouth did she suddenly feel a whole lot wetter and colder. "I can't believe you just did that."
Santana smiled. "Well believe it." She jumped into the lake. "There now we're even."
The girls swam around in the lake as the rain came down on them for awhile before Santana decided to take Brittany's hand and lead her out of the water. "Dance with me?"
Brittany pulled herself up onto the dock. "Nope, don't dance."
Pouting Santana grabbed her hand. "It's not that hard I promise."
"I really don't know how to do this." Brittany tried to keep a straight face, she knew that Santana had no clue about her dancing.
"Come on please? I love dancing in the rain." Santana wrapped her arms around Brittany's neck as the blonde girl wrapped her arms around her waist holding her close. They stood close for what seemed like forever until they both felt something vibrate and then start ringing.
Brittany looked up and Santana leaned her head on the blondes shoulder and reached for her ringing cell phone. "Hello?" She didn't mean for her voice to come out as annoying sounding as it did, or did she. "Puck, hey is everything okay?" She pulled away from Santana and for some reason she felt like she had been stabbed in the heart.
"Everything okay?…I'm sure Quinn and Sam will work it out they always do…Yep..mhmm how's Finn?…Tell Sam and Quinn I say hello…Okay talk to you soon…" She turned back around to face Brittany. "Sorry about that."
"It's cool, no worries." She faked a smile. "We should head in I'm getting kind of cold." Brittany held onto Santana's hands before putting both their hands in her pocket. "Don't look at me like that your hands are all cold. What do you say we go back to your cottage, put on a scary movie and eat the rest of that cake mix."
Santana nodded. She could tell something in Brittany's mood had changed but she knew the girl better than to push for it and to just bring it up later. A part of her got the small inclination that she might be jealous of Puck. Shaking it off and rolling her eyes at herself she tried to forget about it. He didn't mean anything to her, at most he was her friend and nothing more.