Tony

This was all Fabray's fault and her stupid pregnant dog. Because if she didn't love that thing so much, she would have just get rid of the damn puppies it brought to the world by selling them. Santana didn't care that she was coming up like the most heartless person in the world, because seriously who didn't like puppies? Who wouldn't like a miniature thing with soft, white fur and expressive dark eyes? Who wouldn't like a miniature thing that even when it fell over its own paws was adorable? It was the type of miniature thing that was just so damn adorable that you couldn't help but fell in love with it.

"San, let Tony come up" Rachel said sleepily, turning over in the bed and snuggling at Santana's side. Santana put her arm around Rachel's shoulder, pressing her even more against her side.

"No" Santana just said, looking down at her feet where the puppy was sitting looking at them. Rachel hummed and shook her head.

"Why? Stop being so mean with him" Rachel said dragging her words and looking down at Tony too.

"I'm not being mean. He likes it there, and I'm not moving him"

Hell no, the puppy stayed where it was. He was warming Santana's cold feet, which were that way because of Rachel's blanket stealing tendencies, by the way. Tony was so soft and so warm against her feet, she was really seeing the benefits of having a puppy.

Santana looked down at Rachel when she giggled.

"What?"

"He's sleepy"

Santana looked at the puppy too and tried to stop the smile but couldn't when she saw the way his little eyes were opening and closing, and his head was bobbing up and down. He was like refusing to fall asleep and Santana let out a chuckle because he was just as stubborn as her girlfriend.

Rachel took her by the chin and made her look at her. "You like him" She beamed.

Santana scowled at her. "Of course not"

"The way you were looking at him? You totally like him!" Rachel said, kissing her soundly on the lips before resting her head on Santana's shoulder again.

"Whatever"

Maybe a little, but she had the right, okay? He was her damn puppy too. She had taken him out some mornings when he got so impatient he was a pain in the ass; and she was always making sure he ate and drank water when Rachel wasn't home, and whatever, even Sue Sylvester could fall in love with Tony.

"Come here, boy" Rachel cooed at him and Tony stumbled up immediately at hearing Rachel's voice. Santana growled at losing her source of warm and sneaked her feet under the blanket now that Rachel was close.

Tony climbed over her stomach and Santana let out a huff because of the pressure on her stomach, but didn't push him away like she usually did. He lay down with his head over her chest near Rachel's face, and Santana smiled when Rachel giggled, stroking his ears making him finally close his eyes. Rachel leaned up and left a kiss on Santana's jaw and Santana closed her eyes, leaning into the touch.

It was Fabray's fault and her damn pregnant dog, that she totally fell in love with a little clumsy thing with white fur and adorable dark eyes; but whatever, if the benefits were a warm feeling over her stomach on a sunday morning, eyes looking at her with so much love every day, and her girlfriend giggling adorably and being too cute with him, she would totally live with it.

A/N: Here's Tony (28. media. tumblr .com/ tumblr_lsb67luQFL1r1pqo9o3_250 .gif) I love, love that little thing. Prompt isn't mine, it's from SantanaLdrabblememe.

I know I put this under Rachel and Santana, but I have an angst one and it's Faberry. Maybe I'll post it later.