AN: So, I hope you guys like this chapter! I had fun writing it! lol :o) Characters in this story: Santana and Brittany.

Two Sexy Santas

"Come on, Britt, let's go shopping," Santana said as she pulled the blonde to her car.

They piled into Santana's Mustang. Normally they would ask Quinn, but she and Finn were going to visit Olivia at her adoptive parents' house. Though she would never say it aloud, Santana thought that giving up Olivia would tear Quinn and Finn apart. However, it proved to only make them stronger. Good for them, she thought. Maybe next time, they'll think about being a little more careful in their, um, extracurricular activities. But, that was beyond the point.

"What are we shopping for?" Brittany asked blankly once they were settled in the car. She fiddled with the radio before giving up trying to change the station.

"Duh! Christmas presents! I need to find one for Matt, and I'm sure you haven't found anything for Mike yet," Santana replied, rolling her eyes.

"True, but I have an idea," Brittany said quietly.

"Oh, really?" Santana asked in speculation.

Santana could tell it was going to be a doozy by the smile that grew on Brittany's face. There have only been two other times she has seen Brittany smile like that: the first being when Mike asked her out for the first time, and the second being when she found that bird outside the school which she later tried to nurse back to health by keeping it in a shoebox in her locker (without any air holes).

"Yeah," Brittany said proudly.

She sat staring out the window as Santana waited for Brittany to tell her what it was. Finally, she realized Brittany wasn't going to continue.

"And? What's your idea?" Santana prodded. Gosh, she loved Brittany, but come on.

"Me," Brittany said simply.

"You?" Santana asked, clearly confused.

"Santana, for someone so smart, you're a little dense," Brittany teased gently.

Santana took a moment to reel in the shocked look she knew she was giving Brittany. It took all she could do not to burst out laughing.

"Britt, do you even know what that means?" Santana asked.

"No, but my mom says it to me a lot," Brittany conceded. "I thought it made sense in the situation."

That time Santana did laugh.

"Actually, you are right on the money with that one, Britt," Santana giggled.

"No, I'm not, my wallet is in my purse, not my pocket," Brittany said, thoroughly perplexed.

Santana couldn't even find words to respond. Thankfully, they were pulling into the mall parking lot. They gathered their purses and walked arm-in-arm to the building. It was super cold in Ohio this time of year, but thankfully, they had plenty of layers, plus hats, scarves, and gloves. After peeling off their coats and gloves, they set to work finding the perfect gifts.

"So, you never told me what you were thinking about getting Mike," Santana commented after they had gone through most of the stores on the left side of the mall.

"Yes I did," Brittany replied. "I'm going to give him me."

Santana stared at her best friend. Did Brittany mean it the way Santana thought she meant it?

"You mean, like," Santana came closer to Brittany, "like, sleeping with him?"

"Well, I'm sure we'll sleep afterwards, but I'm planning on having sex first," Brittany said matter-of-factly.

Santana stared at her friend wide-eyed. She thought Mike and Brittany had been sleeping together for awhile now. Then again, she never really asked Brittany that sort of thing. She was more one to listen to Santana talk.

"I guess I just assumed you'd done the deed already," Santana said nonchalantly.

"Well, unlike you, I don't throw myself at any boy that walks and talks," Brittany said with a shrug.

Santana's head whipped up as she glared in Brittany's direction. However, in true Brittany fashion, she hadn't said it to be accusing.

Santana sighed. Britt had a distinct gift of saying things without any sort of tact, yet no one could get mad at her, because most of the time she didn't realize she was saying something offensive.

Santana remembered one time they were in Glee rehearsal, and Artie requested to have the solo in R. Kelly's "I Believe I Can Fly." Everyone was cheering him on when, out of nowhere, Brittany spoke up, "Um, you can't do that song, Artie."

Everyone turned to her in question. Mercedes got defensive and busted in, "And why not, Blondie?"

"Because he's in a wheelchair," she whispered frantically. Everyone's eyes widened and it was so quiet, you could hear a pin drop. But Brittany continued. "He can't fly. No one can," she finished logically.

The tension in the room could be cut with a knife, but Artie just burst into loud guffaws. "You know, she has a point. Let's think of a new song anyway. R. Kelly is so '90s anyway." He smiled at Brittany and she grinned back. And that was that.

Santana giggled remembering about the antics of her friend. Brittany may be dumb as a rock, but she had a heart of gold.

"Well," Santana said, forcing herself back in the moment, "then, we need to find you something very special, don't we?"

"I guess so?" Brittany questioned.

"Of course we do," Santana said smiling mischievously.

She grabbed Brittany by the hand and pulled her into Victoria's Secret. Santana looked through rack after rack of lingerie, but nothing jumped out as special enough for Brittany's first time with Mike. They made small talk about the upcoming holidays and finals. They talked about the Christmas pageant that didn't end up being so bad after all.

"Rachel did a good job on her solo," Brittany said brightly. It was no secret the blonde had forged a sort of friendship with the tiny brunette.

"Yeah, she always does," Santana had to admit.

"Did you see the way Puck was watching her after the show?" Brittany remarked absently.

Santana thought about it. She was kind of busy with Matt after the show, so she didn't really notice much of anything else. But, it didn't surprise her. You'd have to be blind not to see the attraction Puck and Rachel had for each other.

"Ah, here we go," Santana said, eyeing a rack that had little Santa nighties. Some were see through with just the white faux fur lining. They reminded Santana of the sexy lingerie that Buddy saw in the Macy's department store in the movie Elf. The more tasteful ones were made out of a red silky material with sequin details and a little bit of fur on the edges with a matching pair of red undies. Just like in Elf, above each rack was a sign that said "For Someone Special." Santana picked out one of those in Brittany's size.

"Here, try this one. It's a perfect gift for Mike," Santana said with a wink.

"I can't get that for Mike; he'd never wear it," Brittany deadpanned. "Besides, why would he want lingerie for Christmas?"

"No silly, it's for you to buy to wear for him," Santana said, in hopes that Brittany understood. "Get it now?"

"Oh, I see," Brittany said carefully, smiling and nodding.

Santana had seen that look enough to know. "You don't see, do you?"

"No," Brittany said honestly.

Santana shook her head and sighed. Bless Brittany's heart. "Okay, look, it says 'for someone special' because either a man buys it for his significant other, or the girl buys it to give her man a little something-something," Santana explained, nudging Brittany with a wink.

"Oh! So, should I get it for Mike? I mean, for me for Mike?" Brittany exclaimed.

"Definitely," Santana said. "In fact, I'll get one too, for me for Matt, of course," she said with another wink.

Santana giggled as they made their way to the counter. Oh yeah, this year, Mike and Matt would definitely be enjoying their Christmas gifts.

AN2: Hope you guys liked it! If anyone has an idea for Days #6 and 9, please let me know. I'm very open to suggestions!! Thanks! Oh, and remember: R&R = Love! :o)