Babysitting BRITTANA

8 stop it!

Santana: *slowly walks away*
Brittany; *turns to around*
Santana: *stops walking* you......
Brittany; Santana go away *holds her boner*
Santana; *walks away*
Brittany: *runs upstairs*

-with Santana-
-on the phone with Quinn-
Quinn; really?
Santana: *laughs* yeah it was so easy
Quinn: oh wauw
Santana; I know she wants me
Quinn; don't you think you go a little to far?
Santana: uhm no? Why?
Quinn; come on she works hard for her money and you just say something stupid like I give you money and you give me sex Santana she is not a ho
Santana; *rolls her eyes* I don't care
Quinn; you always say that but when you in trouble your running to me asking for help *says annoyed*
Santana; you really ruined my day Quinn; I'm sorry but it the truth *coughs* I have to go
Santana; okey I see you tomorrow
Quinn; yeah bye baby bear
Santana; *smiles* bye babe

-with Brittany-
Brittany; *walks out the shower* that was nice *grabs her sleep clothes*
Santana; *knocks on the door* can I come in?
Brittany; yeah sure *looks at Santana when she walks in*
Santana; *walks in* uhm I wanna talk to you
Brittany: *sits on her bed/ pets the bed* come sit
Santana; *smiles/sits next to her* uhm I don't know how to start
Brittany; if you wanna talk about the kitchen thing don't start! *looks mad*
Santana; no it's not that
Brittany; oh *looks at her* you can tell me everything Santana I'm here for you
Santana: why are you always so nice? I'm tried you as a babysitter ho *looks down*
Brittany: I don't know just how I'm *gives her a warm smile*
Santana: I wish I was more like that
Brittany: why? Your an amazing person Santana
Santana; you just say that *plays with her hands*
Brittany; *feels sorry for her* no I'm not.......
Santana; well *looks at her* I wanna say sorry for what I did to you
Brittany: it okey.....
Santana; don't say thinks what you don't mean *looks at her*
Brittany; *grabs her hand* I mean it Santana believe me I'm not mad at you
Santana: *looks at her*
Brittany; wanna eat something?
Santana; uhm no I'm not hungry
Brittany; I know your sad but eat something I will order pizza
Santana; no don't if I eat pizza sue will kill me *rolls her eyes*
Brittany; sue?
Santana; yeah my cheer coach *smiles*
Brittany; I forgot that your a cheerleader *smiles*
Santana; wasn't you at school?
Brittany; no I tried but I didn't make it *laughs*
Santana: *laughs*
Brittany; I'm way to clumsy *laughs*
Santana: *laughs* but you like to dance? I don't understand
Brittany; no one does *laughs*
Santana; okey I want pizza *stands up*
Brittany: yeah nice *grabs her phone* what kind off pizza do you want?
Santana; with cheese salami and extra sauce
Brittany; *looks at her* diet?
Santana; if you eat pizza you need to eat it good *smiles*
Brittany: yeah you right *calls dominos pizza*

-moment later-
Brittany; *lays on the couch* no you
Santana: no you *has her legs on Britts legs*
Brittany; rock paper scissor? *looks at her*
Santana: 2 of the 3 *holds her hand out*
Brittany; okey deal
Santana&brittany: 1..2..3
Santana; *rock*
Brittany: *scissor* awg man
Santana: yeah 1 point for me
Brittany: *rolls her eyes*
Santana&brittany: 1..2..3
Brittany; *rock*
Santana: *paper* loser I win
Brittany: gosh! *groans*
Santana; I hear the pizza man so open the door loser *smiles*
Brittany; *stands up* I'm not a loser *walks to the door* your a loser *yells*
Santana: yeah say it when you gone *laughs*

-at the door-
Pizza guy: 2 medium pizza *holds them*
Brittany; yeah nice *hands him the money*
Pizza guy: thank you *hands her the pizza*
Brittany: the rest is a tip *smiles and takes the pizza*
Pizza guy; thanks have a nice evening *walks away*
Brittany; same *close the door*

-with Santana-
Brittany: *walks with the pizza to the kitchen*
Santana: *runs in* pizza!!
Brittany; *laughs* calm down
Santana: I'm really hungry *laughs*
Brittany: I know I hear you tummy *touches her tummy*
Santana: *blushes* yeah I didn't eat today
Brittany; well start eat then *opens the pizza box*
Santana; *opens her pizza boy* that smells good
Brittany; yeah! Nice *eats her pizza*

- later (when the pizza was gone)-
Brittany; that was good
Santana; hell yeah *smiles*
Brittany: *puts her head on Santana shoulder* when I'm done eating I'm always sleepy
Santana; I feel you *smiles*
Brittany: good *closes her eyes*
Santana: *smiles at her*