A/N: Thank you for your comments! Many thanks to charisma28 for betaing the story!
The next morning Brittany woke up, it was still early. Thinking that there is nothing wrong with a good long shower, she rubbed the sleep from her eyes and got up. What she saw stopped her; she blinked, rubbed her eyes again and blinked a few more times. There was a girl, naked, on the foot of the bed, curled up and still sleeping. Brittany tried to remember last night, it wasn't the first time she woke up next to a naked stranger but she couldn't recall anything but going to bed alone. No windows were open, so where the hell did she come from? Brittany inspected the peacefully sleeping lithe body, perfectly toned and curved in all the right places, and the flawless olive skin that smoothly reflected the morning sun.
Brittany wondered if she should be afraid of the sleeping beauty. If the brunette had meant her any harm then she had plenty of time while Brittany had slept to do so. She also noticed that this mysterious girl was smaller than her, though still pretty fit by the looks of things. Brittany decided that if the girl had meant to hurt her she, being fit herself, would have been fine.
Curiosity overwhelmed her senses, as usual. Deciding to try and nudge the girl awake, Brittany slowly reached for the girl's shoulder, giving it a slight push before pulling away.
"Hey." Brittany said softly.
Never opening her eyes, the brunette began to stir a bit, slowly stretching out her arms and legs. To Brittany's dismay, the girl did not wake but only turned to her other side and continued to sleep.. However, now she was in the perfect position for Brittany to see her properly. Brittany gulped audibly, the girl sleeping in her bed, completely naked, had the most amazing body she'd ever seen. Her slender legs, her perfectly toned abs, and oh god, those gorgeous and amazingly shaped full breasts- but what really took Brittany's breath away was the girl's face.
Brittany pinched herself, it must be a dream. The most beautiful girl in the whole universe, suddenly appearing on her bed, had to be a dream. Especially, having no clothes on and contently sleeping.
Just as the blonde reached to touch this beautiful apparition, her hand stopped halfway. 'What's going to happen next? Is she going todisappear just as she appeared?'Brittany found herself wishing she would just stay, not just because the girl lying on her bed was hotter than- probably the sun or something, but the content expression on her face was something she'd like to see every morning, maybe even every hour. Something deep inside Brittany was making her blood boil with anticipation, but she wasn't sure, maybe she wasn't even aware of it right then but it was there. Brittany had used her one wish last night, was there even a point to wish she wouldn't leave? There was only one way to find out.
She slowly touched the girl's arm again, and softly said "Hey, wake up."
The brunette opened her eyes lazily, when the black orbs fell on blue ones, a little smile ghosted on the girl's lips. Brittany shivered and warmth spread across her body as the brunette closed her eyes again.
Brittany had done a lot of weird things in her life. She believed in the weirdest, stupidest (as many would call it) things that could only happen in fairy tales. In time, real world hit her and she had to abandon most of the things she believed in. But love at first sight? Could that be real? Because it seemed like it is.
She was sure her mouth was slightly open as she watched the sleeping beauty on her bed. Slowly the girl brought her left wrist to her mouth and licked a trail up to her fingernails. Brittany's eyes widened with confusion as the other girl's widened with shock. She quickly looked at her body, and what she saw must have panicked her because she jumped out of bed and gracefully landed on all fours on the ground next to it. Brittany quickly ran over to her as she madly sniffed the air, her hands, and her hair. The frightened girl stared at Brittany in disbelief; the blonde guessed that her mysterious appearance was just as shocking to the brunette, as it was to Brittany.
Brittany wanted to comfort her, so she carefully and slowly reached down for the girl, stopping just short of her shoulder when she turned her head to hysterically sniff Brittany's hand. Her state of panic and confusion pained Brittany. She knew she had every right to be panicking just as the brunette, but her mind was set on helping and comforting her. When the smaller girl relaxed at the smell of Brittany, she slowly hugged her whispering "It's okay. You're safe. I'm here." Brittany slowly began rocking them back and forth. It seemed to work, up until the moment the brunette decided to look down at the rest of her body, as soon as she did her body began to shake again and she seemed to have fallen into a trance of some type. Tightening her grip around the girl, Brittany began hushing her again; not fully understanding what had got the poor girl upset. Once again the girl settled down and curled up into Brittany's arms, her extremely long fingernails dug into her back, probably drawing blood, but Brittany didn't care.
Brittany lost track of how long they stayed like that but she waited until the brunette's heartbeat settled. Her imagination was running wild as she tried to guess what could have happened to the girl. Brittany wasn't the person to call people weird, but that girl was weird. She slowly pulled the girl's head away from her neck.
"Wanna have breakfast?" Brittany asked in a soothing voice. This was the only thing that she could think of to distract them although she was burning with curiosity. Not waiting for her to respond she stood up, and took the smaller with her. Just as the brunette fell on the floor again, Brittany grabbed her by the waist.
Her mystery girl couldn't stand up? Was she handicapped? But the blonde remembered her high school boyfriend Artie, who couldn't use his legs. He couldn't stretch his legs or crawl, so she had to be able to use her legs, so then why did she keep falling like she had no balance at all? Like it was her first time standing up? Maybe it's because of the shock she is in, deciding it was not the strangest thing about the girl, she dropped the matter and would deal with it later.
Brittany slowly became aware of the position they were in, the smaller girl was pressed against her body and the only thing separating them was the fabric of the blonde's panties and her t-shirt. Brittany's hands were wrapped around the girl's waist with the girl's tightly clutched around her shoulders holding on for dear life. This would have been a very romantic and intimate moment if the brunette's eyes weren't, once again, filled with fear and panic.
"It's okay, I got you." Brittany carefully put the girl on the corner of the bed, supporting her weight. Not to get too distracted by the girl's naked body, she got a baggy old t-shirt and some shorts from the dresser and put them on the bed next to her. To give her time to dress, Brittany left the room.
When she reentered the room, the smaller girl was still stark naked, silently sitting on the bed and curiously inspecting her feet. Brittany giggled despite the situation.
"You don't wanna get dressed? Your choice-" Brittany tried, realizing the mysterious brunette still hadn't said a single word. "Okay, at least say something." She tried again but still no answer or acknowledgement of her existence. "Well I'm starving, so I'm gonna have breakfast." With that, raven black hair whipped through the air and shot a bright look at Brittany. "Now I got your attention?" The blonde shook her head. "Whatever- come on."
Not trusting the brunette's legs, Brittany easily picked her up, hooking one arm under her knees, and one around her waist, the girl had seemed to expect it. She just got comfortable between the blonde's arms.
Brittany put the girl on the couch and brushed the hair from her face. The brunette softly smiled and Brittany's stomach flipped and she couldn't help the grin appearing on her face. "Okay… Breakfast… Yeah-"
Brittany put three bowls on the kitchen counter still smiling to herself. The third one was of course, for Santana. The blonde always felt bad for her cat always having to eat the same food all day. So she gave her a few drops of milk while preparing her corn flakes every week, which always seemed to make Santana happy. Thinking about it, Santana should've been around for breakfast, Brittany thought. However, whenever a stranger was in the house Santana either hid under the dresser or clawed the hell out of them, especially if that person happened to be one of Brittany's dates. She took the milk out of fridge and called for her cat.
"Santan-AH!" Brittany fell on the floor as the mystery brunette jumped on the counter with all fours. The bottle of milk fell from the blonde's hands and shattered on the floor. The girl stared at the milk with a crazy shine in her eyes, wiggling her hips she jumped to the floor, landing gracefully while Brittany watched her with wide eyes.