Summary: Brittany and Santana meet for the first time as children, quickly becoming inseparable best friends.

A/N: A tiny ficlet based on this sweet prompt from tumblr: "Can you write something for Mini!Brittana, like when they were younger. I think they are really cute." This is how I imagine childhood friends!Brittana would have been.

"Hi, can I borrow your pink?"

The prettiest girl five year-old Santana had ever seen was looking up at her under her eyelashes with upturned, blue doe eyes that were full of innocence. She was like what Santana would imagine an angel would look and sound like. Santana had never seen eyes quite like that, so sparkly and cat-like. She was mesmerized by them and it was difficult to get any words out in her confused, flustered state.

"What?"

"I lost mine. I think my cat stole it."

Santana was disoriented for a long moment, staring at Brittany in stunned silence as all other thoughts left her head other than those sparkling sky blue eyes.

Then she noticed that Brittany was pointing at the Tickle Me Pink crayon on her desk and felt stupid. Judging by Brittany's drawing and the clothes she was wearing, it was clear that light pink was her favourite colour.

She knew it would be easy to be mean and snap "No!" at the meek girl or just ignore her like she would have for anyone else but she couldn't when everything about the girl was so sweet and soft… not to mention pretty. Her body moved automatically and she handed the crayon to the girl, receiving a smile that made butterflies erupt in her stomach.

"Thanks. I'm Brittany."

"Santana."

Santana was confused by Brittany and too shy to approach her again even though she kept thinking about the girl, who was the first one in their class to ever talk to her.

Later that day in class she heard pitiful sniffling and then realized it was because the two meanest girls in their kindergarten class were cornering Brittany who was rubbing tears away from her cheeks. The blonde girl was just lying on the floor and looked so helpless, not even fighting back as the girls insulted her over and over again.

"You're so stupid and weird!" Chelsea snickered and Kelsey laughed hard as Brittany looked down at the floor in shame, her lower lip wobbling.

Santana felt red hot anger. She didn't think before she took action. She marched up to the two girls threateningly, rolling her neck and squaring her shoulders the way she saw her dad do when he was telling someone off.

"Hey, leave her alone!" She barked at Chelsea and Kelsey who screamed when Santana shoved them so hard that they tripped and fell into wet paint. As the black-haired girl expected, they were cowards and immediately started to cry, threatening to tell the teacher what Santana had done as they looked down at their ruined clothes while the rest of the class pointed and laughed at them. Santana just smirked, standing with her hands on her hips. She felt proud as the mean girls scampered away all upset then she held out her hand to help Brittany stand up. The tall blonde girl looked at her gratefully and finally smiled.

"Thanks, Santana. Those girls are so mean."

"I won't let them bully you ever again."

The black-haired girl wasn't expecting it when Brittany leaned over and kissed her cheek, pulling back with a giggle. Santana looked at her in surprise and touched her cheek in the spot where Brittany kissed.

She felt that same little spark she felt the first time they talked when their eyes met again and Brittany slipped her hand into hers, lacing their fingers together without warning as Santana fell silent but didn't pull away. She felt warm and comforted by Brittany's touch in a way she never had felt before around anyone else. From then on, they were inseparable.