"Where's Rachel?" Brittany asked Santana. It was spring break and the glee girls were having a week-long sleepover at Brittany's house while her parents were on vacation and Rachel was running a bit late.
"She had a voice lesson or something. Leroy's dropping her off soon." the cheerleader explained as she went through Brittany's movie collection. "What should we watch guys?"
"Uh... No musicals." Quinn said, smirking. Santana grinned.
"I get enough of those at home, thank you very much."
"Hey, what kind of pizza do you guys want?" Mercedes asked as she dialed the local pizza place on her cell phone.
"That could be a problem. None of us like the same kind of pizza." Tina pointed out. Mercedes paused her motions.
"How about this? We each get one pizza and then we'll pay for our own. We can order some sides too and just use the money that Britt's parents left us for that." Santana suggested. Everyone nodded. "Plus, we won't have to buy dinner for tomorrow. Its a win-win for everyone."
"That sounds good. But my parents left me way more than they needed to. I can pay for everyone." Brittany said. Santana smiled and hugged her best friend.
"Good, cause you were gonna pay for your bestie and your bestie's girl anyway." she teased. Brittany rolled her eyes. "Come on, let's write down what we want so Mercedes can call it in. Someone get me a notebook or something." Tina handed her a pad of paper and a pen. "Okay, B what do you want?"
"Uh... Get me a half pepperoni, half cheese." Santana nodded.
"Brittany... half pepperoni, half cheese. Got it. Tina?"
"Half Hawaiian, half pepperoni with black olives." Santana made a face.
"Pepperoni with black olives? T, that's disgusting." she said. Tina shrugged.
"You don't have to eat it, Santana." she said. Santana shrugged.
"Whatever. Tina... half Hawaiian, half nastiness."
"Santana!"
"I mean half pepperoni with black olives." the Latina said, grinning at her friend. Tina rolled her eyes playfully. "Q?"
"Half Hawaiian, half pepperoni."
"Quinn... Half Hawaiian, half pepperoni. Mercedes, what about you? And I'm pretty sure they don't put tater tots on pizza." Santana teased.
"Very funny."
"I thought so." Santana said. Mercedes rolled her eyes with a smile. "What do you want?"
"Half pepperoni, half Supreme." Mercedes said. Santana grinned.
"Way to put a healthy spin on this evening's festivities. Mercedes... Half pepperoni, half Supreme. And now me. Santana... Half pepperoni, half cheese. Just like my bestie." she said with a smile toward her best friend as she turned the page. "Now, what sides do we want? How do we even go about choosing these?"
"Wait, what about Rachel?" Tina asked. Santana bit her lip.
"Rach changes her order every single freaking time we order pizza. Let's wait to order until she gets here. How do we choose sides though?"
"Why don't we each choose one? We can just let Rachel choose one after." Quinn suggested.
"Sounds good. B?"
"Yea?"
"Do we have enough money?" Santana asked. Brittany did some calculations on a nearby calculator and nodded.
"Definitely." she said. Santana nodded.
"Cool. What do you want?" she asked. Brittany looked at the menu they had printed off.
"Hmm... I want some of those pepperoni pizza rolls." Santana nodded.
"Brittany... pepperoni pizza rolls. T?"
"I want the cheesy breadsticks." Tina said.
"Got it. Tina... cheesy breadsticks. Q?"
"I want some of those mozzarella cheese sticks." Quinn decided.
"Quinn... mozzarella cheese sticks. You gonna want ranch or marinara with those?" Santana asked.
"Ask if I can get both. If not, I want ranch."
"Cool beans. Mercedes?"
"I want some of those cinammon sticks." Santana nodded.
"Mercedes, cinammon sticks. And my turn. Santana... Breadsticks." Everyone cracked up. "What? They have the soft kind there. Like the kind you get at Olive Garden!"
"You are so predictable!" Quinn managed to say. Santana shrugged.
"I like what I like." she said as the doorbell rang. "Speaking of things I like, I bet that's my lady. B, can you get that?" she asked. Brittany nodded and went to go answer her front door. Soon, she returned with Rachel right behind her.
"Hi everyone." she said, smiling at everyone.
"Hey sexy." Rachel blushed and waved at Santana.
"Hi Tana. What's going on?" she asked, pointing at the notebook her girlfriend was holding.
"We're ordering pizza. We're each choosing one side and we're each getting our own pizza since we couldn't agree on what to get. We were actually just waiting for you. What do you want on your pizza?" Santana asked. Rachel smiled as she sat next to her girlfriend.
"What did you get?"
"Nothing you will eat, my little vegetarian... Well you won't eat half of it. Anyway, what do you want?" Santana asked, kissing her girlfriend's temple.
"Half cheese, half vegetarian is fine." Rachel said, leaning into Santana.
"Awesome. Rachel... Half cheese, half rabbit food."
"Santana Alejandra." Rachel said in a warning tone. Santana looked over to see a playful look in her eyes.
"I mean half vegetarian. Sorry! Baby you know I respect your choice to be vegetarian. I'm just playing." she said, giving her best cute face to Rachel, who smiled.
"I know."
"What about your side? We're probably gonna end up sharing anyway."
"I just want a salad. You're welcome to share with me if you'd like." Rachel offered. Everyone shook their heads.
"We're good, babe. Anyway, let me make sure I got this right." Santana said, repeating what she had just wrote down. "Awesome. Mercedes, here ya go." she said, handing over the notebook.
"Okay guys, the pizzas should be here in about forty-five minutes. Let's start a movie." Mercedes said, hanging up her phone. Rachel squealed in excitement from her spot in Santana's arms.
"We're not watching a musical." everyone said in unison. Rachel gaped up at Santana.
"You made me sit through a musical marathon yesterday, babe. I can only take so much." the Latina explained. Rachel sighed.
"Fine. We can watch something else." she said. Brittany pulled out five DVDs.
"Bring It On marathon, anyone?" she asked, smiling. Everyone but Rachel cheered. "Oh come on, Rachie. You'll love them, I promise. You can just picture all the leads as Santana!"
"Yea babe, come on. As long as you and I are together and with our friends, its all good. Enjoy yourself." Santana whispered in her girlfriend's ear. Rachel smiled softly and nodded.
"Okay. Put one in Britt."
"We'll start with the first one." she said, putting the DVD in and grabbing the remote before flopping onto one of the air mattresses they had set up in Brittany's living room.
"Wh... Why'd you pause it?" Rachel exclaimed. Mercedes giggled.
"The doorbell rang, Berry. The food's here." she said. Rachel blushed.
"Oh." she muttered. Santana grinned.
"Rach, how about you and I go and get the pizzas. Q, go get the plates and napkins and B, go get the drinks." she said, helping Rachel up before pulling her to the front door and opening it.
"Hi... Order for Mercedes Jones?" Rachel's head snapped up.
"Parker?" Santana snorted.
"You deliver pizzas?" she asked. Parker glared.
"I'm covering for my brother. He has bronchitis. That'll be eighty-seven fifty." Santana nodded and handed her the hundred dollar bill that Brittany's parents had left and held out her hand for the change.
"I really hope that your brother doesn't slam change into his customer's hands." she said, smirking as she put it in her pocket so she could carry the pizzas easily.
"Well, I don't generally, but I do when I see an underserving bitch with an amazing girl." Parker said, handing the boxes to Santana, who gave Rachel the smaller ones.
"Shut the fuck up before I take Brittany's water hose and spray it on you." Santana threatened. Parker rolled her eyes.
"Easy, tiger." Rachel whispered. Santana smirked. Rachel had started calling her that after their little adventure to mess with Jacob and Parker and she actually really liked the nickname. It was both sweet and a little badass, if you thought about it carefully.
"Especially after what you pulled a few weeks ago, Rach will never want you. Get over yourself and stay away from my girl." she said.
"Whatever. Your loss, Berry."
"Definitely your loss." Rachel retorted, causing Santana to stare at her in amazement. "Santana, close the door. We're done here." she said, walking into the livin room.
"Later, Michaels." Santana said, shutting the door. "Damn Berry!" she exclaimed. Rachel grinned.
"I'm just taking after you, tiger. Maybe being rude to her will make her leave me alone." she said, handing everyone their sides while Santana handed out the pizzas.
"I'm going to have to work out so hard before school starts up again." Santana moaned as she finished what she could eat. Brittany and Quinn nodded in agreement.
"Sue would kill us if she ever found out about this." Quinn said.
"I vote she never finds out." Brittany piped up.
"Agreed." Santana said. Rachel giggled.
"Are you okay, tiger?" she asked, kissing Santana's cheek.
"Ask me in a month." Santana said, snuggling into Rachel's body. Rachel laughed.
"You never pig out like this."
"I know. I'm gonna get so fat in New York." Santana said.
"No you won't. I won't let you cause I know you'd just feel terrible about it." Rachel said. Santana rolled her eyes.
"Please. That will be purely for your own benefits." she said. Rachel smirked.
"Just a little bit." she said. Santana kissed her girlfriend.
A/N: I will do more chapters about their sleepover.