Hey girls and the three guys reading this (I FOUND ANOTHER ONE :D )! Hopefully, you're reading this not too soon after my last update, 'cause I don't wanna make you guys wait for a while like last time :(
So, I know after the big event of last chapter (First Sex, obviously), I bet you're expecting a chapter that'll move the story along and develop the characters a bit more, right? Nope, this is just filler XD Sorry, I've been kind of dry on First ideas lately. What I REALLY hate is that I have so many awesome ideas for chapters, but those ideas are set in their high school years and their college days, and obviously, we're not there yet, so I can't roll with them yet. Grrr.
Is anyone sad that season three is gonna be the last season with this cast, other than Will and Sue? Because I am. I'm gonna miss everyone so much :'( I'll still give the new cast a chance though, just because I'm a nice guy :P There's talk of Britt being in S4 because she doesn't graduate. If they do keep Heather on for an extra season, they better have a way to keep Santana on, because I cannot watch a show with Brittany and no Santana. My heart would explode, and not in the awesome way, in the sad way. But I think I heard Ryan Punk Bitch Murphy (That is his official name, said so by Sir Rob and Lady Jennifer XD Inside jokes…) say Santana's story might have some mileage, so that may mean he may keep her on as well, but that also might mean her storyline of NOT being with Britt will go throughout S3 too. Ugh, this show is getting fucking confusing. Then again, we don't know what could happen, so let's hope for the best :)
Speaking of S3 and what might happen to Brittany or Santana or Brittana, I want to clear something up. Once this story gets to the point of them being sophomores, this story WILL follow the continuity of the show. BUT, since this is MY story, I might tweak some things in the continuity. After reading the Season 3 spoiler/rumor page on the Glee Wiki, I'm seeing some things that might happen that I don't like. So if something happens and I REALLY dislike it (such as the idea of Brittany separating from Santana because she has to stay behind because she failed her senior year), I'll probably change it. So basically, if Glee does something stupid with the Brittana relationship in S3, I will change it to what I think SHOULD'VE happened, because I'm getting sick of this depressing, overdone storyline of them not being together.
Kay, rant over. Well, here's First Thunderstorm. And before anyone says anything, it does count as a first because this is the first time the two girls have experienced a thunderstorm together. And if you don't buy that, fine, I'm cheating. Sue me.
Sex. Sex. Sex. Sex. Sex. Sex. Sex. Sex.
That was the only thing running through Santana's mind, sex and only sex. It had been a week since Brittany and Santana had had sex together, and ever since then, Santana couldn't get it out of her head. Every single second, Santana couldn't stop thinking about Brittany's cute ass, her long, smooth legs, her soft lips against her own, her nice breasts, her magical fingers that had ventured inside of her. Santana had never been this horny in her entire life. Who knew one blonde could get her this hot? And it didn't matter how much porn she watched or how much she pleasured herself, she still couldn't get her mind off of her girlfriend. Santana hoped it wasn't weird to be this obsessed with someone. If it was…well, she'd just feel weirded out.
Santana gasped a bit when a cold breeze blew by. It was Summer, since when do cold breezes occur? She looked up and saw clouds forming around the sun. It was probably gonna rain soon. Santana quickened her pace, hoping to get to her destination before the rain hit her. She was on her way to Brittany's house, which wasn't that far away (only a couple blocks), but Santana was in a lazy mood and didn't feel like walking much. She was wondering if her and Brittany were going to…you know, do it, anytime soon. She wanted to talk to the blonde about it, to see if they should try it again, but just thinking about talking about it made her feel awkward. Santana was sick of feeling awkward and talking about it. She just wanted it to happen, without all the awkward talking. Santana just wanted some good old fashioned sex, was that too much to ask for?
A minute or two later, Santana saw Brittany's house coming into view. She also saw Brittany herself, sitting on her porch, cuddling up with Catcake and Lord Tubbington. Just as Santana was about to wave, she stopped when she saw the look on her girlfriend's face. Her lip was trembling and it almost looked like she was tearing up. Santana knew that look instantly. Brittany was seriously scared about something. Santana, ignoring her laziness, broke into a run and sprinted over to her girlfriend. Brittany looked up and saw Santana running toward her, which caused her to smile a bit.
"San!" Brittany put Catcake and Tubs down on the porch and hopped up, running over to Santana. Before Santana could say a word, Brittany threw her arms around her. "I was worried about you!"
Santana's eyebrows knitted together in confusion. "Huh? Why? Britt, what's wrong babe? You look scared."
Brittany pulled away from the embrace and wiped her eyes of the oncoming tears. "I think there's a storm coming, and I was scared 'cause you could've been hit by lightning and then you'd die and I'd never see you again and- - -"
"Brittany!" Santana interrupted, which silenced the blonde. "I'm fine, and I'm not gonna die anytime soon. The chances of me getting struck by lightning are very slim."
Brittany gave her a disbelieving look. "But…it could still happen!"
Santana was about to respond, but she was distracted by a few drops of water that fell onto her head. She looked upwards. The dark clouds were getting bigger and covering more of the sun. Soon, it'd be pouring rain. And once that happened, Santana knew that would just worsen Brittany's current state of fear. The blonde let out a little squeak of fear as the rain patted against her head. Santana sighed.
"Come on, Brittany, let's go inside," Santana said. Brittany nodded and scooped up Catcake and Tubs, who were both becoming annoyed with the oncoming rain.
"Ugh, why'd it have to rain?" Tubs groaned.
Catcake snickered. "Because you touch yourself at night."
Tubs just gave her a disapproving look, unable to do anything about her mean comments.
Santana led Brittany and the cats back inside of the blonde's house, shutting the door behind her. They could already hear the steady patter of rain drizzling against the roof. Brittany set her cats down on the floor and Catcake and Tubs walked off into the kitchen. Hopefully they wouldn't make a mess like last time.
Santana gave the blonde a smile. "See, we're inside. We're safe. Feel better now?"
Brittany managed to smile a little. "I feel better with you here!"
Santana smirked. "Good." Her smirk faltered when the rain began to come down harder. Brittany looked visibly worried about it, but Santana tried her best to lighten the mood. "So you wanna hang out up in your room or something?"
Brittany smiled a bit, still scared of the possibility of being struck by lightning. "Sure. I'm just so glad you're here, because my parents are gone, and they won't be back until late, so I was all alone."
Santana held out her pinky. "I'm here now."
Brittany took Santana's pinky into her own and gave it a little squeeze. Without saying anything else, the two girls made their way up the stairs and into Brittany's room. Santana looked in the bed, and being the obsessed horny teen she was, her mind fluttered back to last week when she and Brittany had had sex on that same bed. Santana really wanted to have sex again on that bed, but with Brittany being all scared, the blonde probably wasn't in the mood for anything like that. Just my lucky day, Santana thought bitterly. I wanna get laid and a stupid storm is cockblocking me…wait…I don't have a cock. Is it twatswatting? Fuck I'm confused.
"So," Santana began, "what do you wanna do?" Please say have sex, please say have sex, please say have sex.
Brittany shrugged. "I don't know." Thunder erupted from outside, causing Brittany to jump in fear. Santana frowned. She hated seeing Brittany like this, and knowing she could do nothing to help her girlfriend made her feel like shit. The other fact that she was too scared to say they should try to have sex again didn't help prevent her feeling of crappiness. Okay, it's official, Santana thought. I'm a complete nymphomaniac. Damn you teenage hormones.
Brittany walked over and sat down on her bed, and began biting her nails. Santana frowned again. Brittany always bit her nails when she was really nervous. Santana walked to her and sat down next to the blonde. The Latina put her arm around her girlfriend and placed her head on Brittany's shoulder. "It's okay Britt. You don't have to worry. It'll be fine. You're just overreacting."
Brittany looked at her incredulously. "Overreacting? San, we could die!"
Santana stifled a giggle. She didn't mean to laugh at Brittany's fear, but it was kind of funny with how dramatic she was being. "Calm down. Nobody's gonna die. I'm here to protect you." Santana looked up and gave Brittany a reassuring smile. "I promise." Santana held out her pinky for her girlfriend to take.
But before Brittany could seal the deal of the pinky promise, another crack of thunder boomed through the sky, and then from the blonde's window, lightning flashed. And to make things even worse than they already were, the lights went out, leaving the two girls in complete darkness. Brittany jumped up and squeaked in fear. Santana gasped as her head was thrown off of her girlfriend's shoulder. Santana was about to tell Brittany to calm down, but as more thunder occurred outside, Brittany finally bolted out of the room. Santana groaned. Greeeeat.
Santana hopped off the bed and walked over to the door, sticking her head out. She could barely see anything, let alone see her girlfriend. "Brittany?" Santana called out. No answer. "BrittBritt?" Still no answer. Santana knew that the blonde was afraid and hiding somewhere, but in the dark, it would be hard as hell to find her.
Santana stepped out into the hall. Just as she had left the room, thunder cracked outside. In response to the thunder, Catcake came out of nowhere from down the hall, running past Santana, screaming, "Every cat for themselves!"
Soon after, a very out of breath Tubs slowly ran after her. "Wait for me!"
Santana ignored the cats' antics, just as she always did, and began checking all the rooms in the upstairs hallway. Brittany was in none of them. Santana sighed, exasperated. She was in a lazy mood and was pissed about not having sex again yet, so she was not in the mood for searching around a house for her freaked out girlfriend. Why is life so hard for me? Santana asked herself.
Santana made her way down the stairs, almost tripping on the bottom step due to the darkness. Before she could even begin searching again, she heard a few faint whimpers from somewhere down a hall to the left. Santana listened closely, wishing the noise from the rain and thunder would fuck off already. Santana followed the whimpers to a closet in the hallway. Santana knocked on the door. "Brittany? You in there?"
Suddenly, the door flew open (almost hitting the Latina in the face) and a hand grabbed her by the arm and pulled her into the closet. "San!" Brittany cried from the darkness, clinging to her girlfriend. "I'm so sorry for running away…I got scared, and I didn't know what to do…and please stay here with me. I feel safe in here."
Santana was about to ask why she felt safe in here, but decided against it as it didn't really matter. Santana felt around the floor and finally found a spot to sit down next to Brittany, who was also sitting. Brittany wrapped her arms around Santana's waist, pulling them closer together. Santana rubbed Brittany's back, hoping to comfort the frightened girl. Brittany let out a little sob and hugged her girlfriend tighter.
Santana thought of ways to comfort Brittany. Obviously, words weren't working, and rubbing her back wasn't helping either. Santana thought of kissing her, but it was dark as shit and she couldn't locate the other girl's lips, so she'd probably end up awkwardly kissing the back of her neck or something. Finally, Santana had an idea.
"Britt, I know you're scared, but don't focus on the rain and thunder and shit," Santana began explaining. "Just focus on me."
"But how can I focus on you if I can't see you?" Brittany asked, confused.
"Just…focus on my voice, babe," Santana reasoned. "Do you…um, want me to sing you a song?" It was the only idea she could come up with at this point. And seeing as Brittany had told her she had liked her voice before, maybe a song might ease her into calmness.
"That'd be nice," Brittany said shakily as more lightning cracked outside.
Santana racked her brains for songs. Hollywood Undead was running through her mind, but she didn't think that would soothe Brittany. She would never sing a Labyrinth song. Ever. Justin Bieber? Ha, not even the author of this would let that fly. Santana suddenly smiled when a song finally popped up in her mind that Brittany liked. "Hey, I'm lookin' up at my star girl, guess I'm stuck in this mad, mad world…"
Santana heard Brittany giggle sweetly at the familiar song, and the blonde cuddled closer. Santana continued singing, and Brittany followed her girl's advice and tried to ignore the rain, and just focus on Santana's pretty, soothing voice. By the end of the first verse, she was beginning to forget about the rain and could only hear Santana. And by the second verse, she was beginning to get sleepy. With a yawn, Brittany rested her head against Santana's chest and closed her eyes. Santana continued singing, happy that she was succeeding in calming her girlfriend. By the time Santana completed the song, she heard Brittany lightly snoring. It was pretty cute, she had to admit.
Santana held Brittany closer, and while her mind was still on sex, she couldn't help but be happy with just holding her girlfriend in her arms.
OMG DID YOU GET IT THEY HID IN A CLOSET HAHA SYMBOLISM!
Okay, chapter dedication goes to the lovely Allison, also known as my drinking buddy, my goose, and the Sanny to my BrittBritt XD She motivated me to finish this, so yaaaaaaay :D Sorry if it was shortish though :O
I know, I know, not enough Cubbington :P lol I think I'm turning everyone into furries with all this Cubbington stuff XD Oh well.
Next chapter, First Party: Puck invites Santana and Brittany to his party…and only hilarity can ensue. That is, until things take a turn for the worse…
Okee dokes, bye my wonderful readers :D