The musky, yet familiar, smell of worn pages filled her lungs as Mike playfully pushed her into the town's only comic book store quickly bumbling in after her, both laughing as they continue to shove each other. The store was a mix between a café and comic book store, frequently occupied by the vast amount of nerds all over Ohio; it was one of Mike and Brittany's hangouts where they could spend all of their allowance and grab a quick burger.
Other occupants of the store looked up to roll their eyes at the laughing pair, well a mixture of laughing and snorting rather unattractively, and go back to their comics in disinterest.
Brittany went straight for the nearest bin of comic books, rifling through the contents until she came across one of The New 52 and started browsing the pages.
"Hey check it out!" Mike says pulling a poster of the notice board tilting it so the blonde could see; she briefly looked up before going back to the comic, undeterred he read the poster aloud "All night Sci-Fi movie marathon this Saturday at 8pm"
She grabbed the paper from his hand and read over it again to make sure he wasn't lying. Turned out he wasn't as she took in the large purple font on the orange background with the picture of the wolf man in the bottom right corner. It wasn't an attractive poster but it did the job.
"We are so going to this" she says looking up at Mike to find him wide eyed and waving his arms in front of his chest, which was weird because that usually meant…
"Brittany!" She quickly shoved the piece of paper in the back pocket of her jeans, turning around to be faced with Rachel Berry in all her five foot two, animal sweater wearing glory.
"Err…hi Rachel" Brittany stammered out moving over to the other shelves trying to, hopefully, get rid of the girl, not missing Mike doing the universal sign for crazy.
Rachel followed after her, leaning into her as she walked "I have a matter of which I would like to discuss with you, which is of the epitome of importance" she says, Brittany looked up from the shelf she was browsing signaling her to continue. "It's about the new array of clubs this year and I was wondering if you'd seen the advertisements for them"
From behind Rachel, Mike started waving his hands in rapid succession mouthing 'no!' "Yeah I saw them" she says, Mike rolled his eyes used to the girls' inability to lie or be purposely mean to anyone even though they do it to her all the time.
"Good, I was hoping you'd like to join one with me, the glee club for example. You have to audition but I'm sure with my superior talent I'd be able to get us both in" the brunette says, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear, trying to pull of the shy girl look and failing miserably.
"Rachel" Brittany says, eyes not looking up from the new Superman "have you heard the stuff they say about the Glee club. Joining it will make me even more unpopular than I already am and that's saying something"
"Is this about that night you gave that guy a black eye because-"
The rest of what she was saying went unheard by Brittany; she was too busy frantically searching to see if anyone had heard, worried that someone might figure out why she gave that guy a shiner. And that right now she was madly in love with that reason, so much so that she didn't care that she was thrown in a dumpster and slushied every day for three weeks.
Santana didn't know of course, what is she meant to say 'oh, remember when I hit that guy 'cause he kept trying to feel you up. Yeah, he tortured me for three weeks after wards; even then I'm pretty sure he just got bored and moved on to someone else, could you just go beat him up for me cause I'm too scared to do it myself'.
That wouldn't make it seem like she was coming on strong at all.
"It has nothing to do with that night" Brittany says, cutting Rachel off mid rant "I just don't want to join a club… with you"
"Why not, I thought we have something special ever since that night…"
"'That night', nothing happened 'that night' we kissed for, like, five seconds at a party in which we were both drunk and afterwards you repeatedly shouted 'I'm not gay'. So forgive me for not thinking we had something special" Brittany says fed up with the girls constant badgering
"But-" just as Rachel was about to launch a counter argument, Defying Gravity started blasting out of her pocket.
"Your phones ringing" Brittany says awkwardly shuffling past her.
"She's never gonna give up" Mike says through a mouth full of burger, which seems to have materialized from nowhere, as she slides in opposite him in the booth.
"I know"
"Why don't you just ask her out?" she glares at him with as much menace as she can muster, still not managing to look at all that menacing "it wouldn't kill you to have a girlfriend and you never know you might like her"
There's a smirk behind his words that he tries to use his food to cover up, only succeeding in wiping sauce all over his mouth.
A beefy and freckled hand slams down on the table making them both jolt in their seats "Nice face Chang" Dirk, a frequent customer and a big ginger pain in the ass if you ask them, spits. Mike wipes his face furiously checking with Brittany to see if he got it all, she nods. "You guys better not be thinking of going to that marathon"
Brittany sits up straight in her seat, putting her hands in her lap to stop him see the nervous twitch she always gets "So what if we are"
"Yeah" Mike backs her up, arms crossed in front of his chest.
"The Wolverines and I are going to be there" he throws his thumb vaguely behind him, gesturing to the group of equally as spotty and greasy looking teens which refer to themselves as 'The Wolverines'. "And we don't wanna see you losers there"
With that he goes back to his group that all great him with high fives and high pitched mocking laughs in their direction.
"I hate that guy" Brittany says "and I don't hate a lot of people so he must be an ass"
"Same"
"And I really wanted to go to that marathon" she says a disappointed grimace taking over her delicate features.
"We're still going" he says.
"What"
"I'm sick of them always telling us what to do!"
"Yeah, and stealing the reflectors of our bikes" she deadpans with new enthusiasm; he rolls her eyes at her.
He stands up one hand in the sky to seem inspiring "We're gonna go to that marathon and show them what we're made of!" he declares making a dramatic exit.
She goes to follow him; stopping in front of 'the wolverines' "We'll see at that marathon, so you better be ready for a beating that can only be described as a Hulk Smash"
"I'm gonna die" Brittany whispers, facing the row of books at the back of the library that no one reads, hence no one goes down.
Two books get taken out of the opposite side showing the face of one Santana Lopez. "No you're not" she says.
"I might" Santana rolls her eyes at her girlfriend.
"You're getting into a fight with a bunch of nerds" she says; starting to browse the array of books on the shelf Brittany following her as she goes, head moving to still catch glimpses through the gaps between book and shelf. "Which, evidently, you started"
"I got carried away with the excitement of it all; I didn't know what I was saying" Brittany says running her fingers through her blonde locks.
"Chances are you'll win anyway, you can lift me pretty high maybe that'll give you an edge" Santana chuckles picking up a book and looking at the cover.
"I can't believe you're laughing at this"
Santana still laughing says "What do you expect when you come and tell me you've gotten your self-involved in a 'rumble' with a bunch of geeks that call themselves… wait what was it?"
"The wolverines" Brittany murmurs.
She lets out a bark of laughter, holding the book to her chest to try to hold in some of it.
After the laughter subsided, and Brittany stopped glaring at her again not all that menacingly, she moved to the aisle way of the library to be face to face with Brittany.
She leant up to peck her on the lips and rubbing her cheek affectionately she whispered "it's in the bag, babe"
It definitely was not in the bag. Not in the slightest.
It turned out that the marathon was being held in an old abandoned barn just on the outskirts of Lima. She rode up on her bike two hours early per Mikes request, finding it deserted a part from three figures lounging under a tree watching as the sun set.
When she gets there Mike started introducing the two other people.
He pointed to a boy with blonde hair picking at the bark on the tree "this is Sam, you probably remember from Dungeons and Dragons club"
Sam looks up with a friendly smile, waving a 'hi'.
"And this is Quinn…" he says hesitantly, pointing to a girl with short blonde hair and a Pink Floyd t-shirt. The white of her eyes are bloodshot and she's smiling dopily "her dad owns the comic book store"
Quinn coughs out a puff of smoke, nodding her head she lets out a cool "Sup" it's an hour later, when Brittany gets close enough to smell the aroma following Quinn, that she realizes she's in fact stoned.
Sometime later they stand in a line all holding their makeshift weapons; Brittany with the green light saber she got for her twelfth birthday, Mike holding his replica of Thor's battle Hammer, Sam with his paintball gun and Quinn with a branch she pulled from the tree.
Mike points to around the back of the barn, which was now full of people, the sun had gone down and the only light was coming from the barn and the stars "There they are" he says, tightening his grip on the hammer his voice thick with fear.
"How many of them are they?" Sam asks watching them.
"Eight or Nine" Brittany says, nudging Quinn awake.
"So it's the four of us" Sam gesture towards all of them "against eight or nine of them"
Quinn snorts when she gets a looks at the ever approaching group "Psshh, bunch of pussies. They're all dressed as Wolverine how hard can they be" she says swinging her branch a few times.
"Studies have shown that when people wear costumes it alters their perspective on things, makes them do things they normally wouldn't because they're not themselves. It's like they think they're someone else therefore they care less about the consequences" Mike says.
"Well, Shit" Quinn deadpans, glaring at one of the other group.
"Look what we've got here" Dirks' creepy voice cuts in, sending shivers down all of their spines. It's too dark to see his face but the outline of his costume and in turn claws were clearly visible. "Seems like the loser bus had an early drop off" they all chuckle mockingly.
"Says the one wearing a wolverine costume without authentic claws, his claws were fused with adamantium when he was part of the X-men not just bone" Brittany says, turning her light saber on basking the air with a green glow and moving it around to show off the sound effects.
Dirk, caught off guard by the blow, aims his claws at Brittany and charges, the rest of 'The Wolverines' closely behind him.
Brittany swings as soon as he's close enough; smacking him right on the forehead with a dull thud, sending him straight down clutching his head and rolling round in the fetal position.
All around her the fighting goes on; Sam aiming his paintball gun at all their legs- he's all for fighting but seriously injuring someone is just taking it too far- , Mike and Quinn are just blindly swinging their weapons hoping to at least hit someone.
Some guy with his right claw ripped off charges at her only he's too close for her to swing so she runs, heading for the tree they were under before, hoping to create some distance.
She stops once she's under the branches, turning round to land a smack on his left side and he clutches his side wounded by the impact. "That hurt" he whines so high pitched it almost hurts her ears.
"It was meant to" she says feeling kind of sorry for him.
He puts his head in his hands and starts to cry "I didn't even wanna come; they all just blackmailed me because I said I liked DC better than Marvel" he manages between breathes.
"Well, err…"
"Mathew"
"Well, Mathew why don't you just run along and we'll mention nothing about it" she's says awkwardly batting him away with her light saber, he nods and shuffles of back into the surrounding fields until he can't be seen.
She can hear the far away sounds coming from the barn, people cheering on their favorite movies and probably throwing popcorn at the screen when there's bad graphics or dumb actors that mess up the film.
She hears cracking from above and before she has a chance to look up she hears a squeal and something falls on top of her. Still holding her light saber she ends up battling with whoever it is to get on top, trying to see who it is in the light all she gets is a face full of devil mask.
She eventually ends up with them straddling her, pinning her down with their weight, and the light saber held between them keeping the person away.
She struggles to get them of her, pushing the light saber into their chest so hard they have to take their hand off her shoulder to push it away. The light illuminates the ring on their right hand, and she quickly recognizes what was once hers.
"Santana?" her head falls back against the grass in relief when she hears the familiar laughter from behind the mask. "What are you doing here?" she asks pulling the mask off.
Santana shakes out her hair until it falls loosely on her shoulders still smiling "I came to save you until that kid had to be a wimp and not let be a hero."
Brittany smiles up at her girlfriend; pushing up so she's leant up on her elbows, Santana leans down until her lips are a fraction away from the blondes "What if someone see's us?" Brittany whispers, rubbing their noses together.
"Then turn the sword thing off and no one will" Santana says finally connecting their lips, Brittany's thumb comes up to turn the light saber off before fully kissing her back.
There's a purposely loud cough and they quickly break apart, Santana moving so she's sat up straight but still on top of Brittany.
She switches the light saber back on and stood to her left is Mike, stood awkwardly with his hands behind his back. "We weren't doing anything" Brittany blurts out.
Mike and Santana both roll their eyes at her.
"It's cool I already knew" Mike says surprising them both.
Santana looks at him mouth open in shock "How?"
"I found a photo booth strip of you two under Brittany's pillow last week" he says and it's awkward for a moment, just staring at each other not knowing what to do "I'm gonna go" he goes to walk away but quickly remembers why he went looking for her "we won by the way" he says then runs off towards the barn.
"He better not tell anyone" Santana threatens leaning back down again.
Brittany flips their positions so she's in between Santana's legs, growling into her neck to get her to laugh "He won't" she mumbles her hot breath tickling Santana's' neck and making her giggle. "How come you're wearing the ring I gave you?" Brittany asks kissing her neck lightly.
"I thought I could do some serious damage with it on, it being a power ring and all" she says shyly, causing Brittany to stop kissing her neck and come up to plant a hard kiss on the lips.
"I love you so much" she says out of breath from the kiss "come watch a movie with me?"
"Okay" Santana says letting Brittany pull her up and grabbing the mask so no one will recognize her. "I love you too, you know"
"I know" and with that Brittany leads her by the hand towards the barn, giggling as they go.
'it'll all probably be in third person from now on, so there's sort of two different point of views :)
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