I'm in a writing mood :/

I'd like to thank everyone who reviewed. You guys rock like boulders XD And I thank you immensely for giving me some ideas for futures firsts (I didn't even think about their first kiss with other people :O ).

So, I thought first sleepover would be kind of boring (I couldn't think of anything to happen) so I got something else. It's cute, it's funny, it's fluffy, it's Brittany…bitch.

And to my angst lovers (one in particular comes to mind ^_^ ), angst will come in a bit. You'll get your first fight and other angst-ness :D

So, read on!

Santana just couldn't understand her best friend sometimes.

Santana pedaled down the road, towards Brittany's house. Her red bike sped down the sidewalk, and Santana wondered what was wrong. Brittany had called her house a couple minutes ago and sounded very urgent.

"You've got to come over!" Brittany had exclaimed.

Santana's eyebrows knitted together in confusion. "Huh? Why? Something wrong?"

"No! No, no, no, no, no! You got to come over! It's important! So ride over here! Now! It's detergent!" Brittany practically screamed.

"Um…do you mean urgent?" Santana began to correct her friend.

"I…don't know…" Brittany mumbled, then her voice became normal and rose back up to a shout. "Anyways, you've got to come! Now!"

So, that was how Santana found herself pedaling her butt off to get to Brittany's house. Brittany usually had a quiet, dull but cute voice, so Santana knew something big was going down if Brittany was to the point of shouting.

Santana let out a sigh of relief as Brittany's house came into view. Santana pedaled harder and then hopped off her bike, letting the bicycle fall to the ground in front of her friend's house. Santana leapt up the stairs, taking off her helmet, and pounding her hands on the door. She kept pounding as hard as she could, tapping her foot as she did. Santana Lopez was never known for her patience.

Finally, the door opened, revealing Mr. Pierce, a distressed look on his face. "Geez, what is it?" he cried, wondering what the hurry was. Mr. Pierce looked down and, seeing Santana, smiled warmly. "Oh, it's you! Hi Santana."

Santana smiled sweetly, something she didn't do for most people, but Brittany's parents were really nice. "Hi Mr. Pierce! I was wondering where Brittany was?"

Mr. Pierce scratched his head a bit, then it seemed as though a light went on in his head. "Oh yeah, Brit's out in the backyard. She's really excited about something," he mused.

Santana laughed a little. "Brittany's always excited about something!"

Mr. Pierce welcomed Santana in and let her go out back. Santana sprinted through the house, giving Mrs. Pierce a quick "hey" as she burst through the door to the backyard. Sure enough, after a short scan of the area, Santana found Brittany looking over the wooden fence. From the look on the blonde's face, she was awe-struck and happy as can be.

"Brittany!" Santana called out, letting her presence be known.

"Hm?" Brittany muttered, then turned, and her smile widened as she saw her best friend. "Santana!" Brittany, in an amazing burst of speed, raced over to Santana and hugged her tightly. "I'm glad you came here! I gotta show you something special."

Brittany released Santana, then, taking the girl's pinky with her own, pulled her over to the wooden fence.

Brittany gave Santana a serious look. "Okay, now, what I'm about to show you…may change the world, or even crazier, your life. You can't tell anyone about this cover."

Santana giggled. "You mean discovery, right? "

Brittany eyed her suspiciously. "That too. So, you have to promise me that you won't scream, cry or pee."

Santana laughed, but then Brittany placed a hand over her mouth. "Ssh! It might hear you! So, promise?"

Santana nodded, now interested on what could be on the other side of the wooden fence.

"Good," Brittany smiled. "Okay, so when I give you the signal, you can look over the fence. Here's the signal," Brittany stuck out her tongue and wiggled it around, "so when I do that, you can look up."

There was a pause. Then, Brittany stuck her tongue out. Santana stood up and peeked over the fence. A lonesome looking golden retriever walked around the neighbor's yard, with its head down in the grass, sniffing for something. Santana looked around, looking for something else. That dog couldn't have been what Brittany meant, right?

"Brittany, it's just a dog," Santana explained.

Brittany reached up, grabbing her friend by the shoulders and pulling her down. "That's what it wants you to think! But I know what it really is…a unicorn."

Santana looked at the serious look on Brittany's face, then burst out in a fit of laughter. She hated that Brittany now looked sad at her disbelief, but she couldn't help it. It was just too funny.

"Fine! Don't believe me!" Brittany huffed, but then gave a wicked smile. "You'll see it once I catch it!" With that, Brittany ran inside the house.

Santana's laughter ceased. "Wait…what?"

Brittany soon returned with a net. Where she had gotten it, Santana would never know. Brittany dragged the net behind her as she returned to her friend. "So, I'm gonna catch it! Then, we'll be famous for catching it, then they'll let us rule the world! I'm the king, you're the queen!"

Santana looked at her friend. "You can't be king, you're a girl. Plus, kings and queens have to be, like, married or something."

Brittany smiled, tossing the net over the fence, then readying herself to hop over it herself. "That's okay, when we grow up, we can get married!"

Then, the blonde had hoisted herself over the fence, which brought Santana back to reality.

"What are you doing?" Santana cried.

"Catching a unicorn!" Brittany replied.

Brittany lifted up the net, preparing to leap forward and ensnare the "unicorn" in her net with the hope of ruling the planet with her best friend. She suddenly shot forward and tossed her net around the unsuspecting dog. It howled in anger as she pulled the net over it. Then, after it squirmed for a bit, Brittany had finally managed to get the dog in the net, and began to drag it towards the fence.

"I got it! San, look! I got it!"

Santana hid her face in her palms. "Oh boy," she mumbled. Santana knew she had to do something to stop the girl, so she hopped over the fence as well. She ran over to Brittany. "Brit, I think you should let the do…unicorn go."

Brittany frowned. "But, don't you wanna rule the world with me and get married?"

Santana shrugged. "I dunno. But I'm sure there are other ways than stealing a dog!"

Brittany frowned. "Unicorn."

That's it, Santana thought. "No, dog."

"Unicorn."

"Dog!"

"Unicorn!"

"Dog!"

"Unicorn!"

"DOG!"

"UNICORN!"

A voice broke their battle. "What is going on here?"

They both turned to see Brittany's neighbor standing there, looking very confused, and worried for the well being of his dog.

Later that evening, when the girls explained the situation to their parents and the neighbor, and then found out the dog was okay, the neighbor was willing to let it slide. "Kids will be kids, I s'pose," he had said to Mrs. Pierce.

Even if there was no harm done, Mr. and Mrs. Pierce decided to punish Brittany by sending Santana home. Santana quickly reassured Brittany not to be sad, as they'd see each other tomorrow at school. Brittany smiled and hugged Santana goodbye.

And as they hugged, Brittany whispered in Santana's ear. "One day, I'm going to find us a unicorn, then we can get married and rule the world! Kay?"

Santana chuckled and hugged the girl back. "Whatever you say Brittany."

As Santana pedaled home, she wondered if Brittany was being serious about the marriage thing or not. She had thought only a boy and girl could get married, not a girl and a girl. That would be weird, right? Then again, all the boys Santana knew (except her father but he didn't count) so far had been either jerks or annoying people. Santana decided if she'd ever married a girl, she'd definitely marry Brittany.

And we'll be king and queen of the whole world! Santana thought happily.

SO. FREAKING. ADORABLE! Seriously, I could write third grade!Brittana all my life XD It's just so fun and cute and fluffy and GAH!

So, what'd you think? Did you like it? Did you gush from the cuteness? TELL ME, PEASENTS!