Fic: Remember When 3/?
Title: Remember When 3/?
Pairing: Brittany/Santana
Rating: G
Word Count: 1255
Summary: Brittany's eight...
Warnings: Still none
Disclaimer: Not mine, never were, blah blah woof woof.
Brittany's eight, and her mom is going to have a baby, and Brittany's so excited because not only does she get to have a new baby brother or sister, she gets to stay at Santana's house for a whole week when the baby comes.
The time is getting closer, and Brittany and Santana talk excitedly about all the things they're going to do when they get to live together. They talk about staying up late and sneaking down to the kitchen for snacks after everyone's asleep, they talk about whispering together after lights out, they squeal with excitement over the fact that Santana's Papi said they could have the little TV from the kitchen in their room for the week, as long as they were good and went to sleep when they were told.
Brittany's mom is getting bigger and bigger, and Brittany's eight and at first she doesn't understand why, until her dad tells her that that's where the baby is growing, inside Brittany's mom, and Brittany thinks that's even cooler than having the TV in the room with them for a week, that her mom knows how to grow babies in her tummy, and she tells everyone at school how cool her mom is, but Noah laughs again and says all moms know how to do that, that his mom grew a baby in her tummy a couple of years ago and now he has a sister, and she's not fun or cool or anything, just cries and poops.
Brittany has learned by now not to listen to Noah, because he's always laughing at something or something. He's a Grade A Meanie, Santana says, and she also says half the time he doesn't know what he's talking about. So Brittany's not sad. She knows her mom is totally cool, and she knows her baby brother or sister will be fun and cool, and she pokes her tongue out at Noah and she and Santana flounce off to sit on the swings together.
It's the middle of the night and Brittany is sleeping when the baby starts to come, so her dad comes and gets her up and puts a jacket on her, and carries her down to the car. Her mom is crying, it looks like she hurts, and Brittany's scared. They tell her not to be afraid, but Brittany can't help it, the new baby is hurting her mom and she can't do anything to help. It's the middle of the night and Brittany is in her father's arms because she's only wearing slippers, and they're knocking really gently on Santana's door, and Santana's Papi answers and takes Brittany from her dad. Brittany doesn't cry, not really, because Santana's Papi is nice, and he carries her up to Santana's room and puts her into bed with Santana, who is fast asleep, clutching her stuffed duck tight and sucking her thumb.
Brittany loves Santana, curls up around her and tries to go back to sleep, but she can't because she's scared. What if her mom doesn't come back from the hospital? She's crying a bit more now, and she doesn't want to wake Santana, so she slips out of bed and creeps downstairs. Santana's Mami and Papi are watching TV, some grown up show where a man talks and everyone laughs, and Brittany doesn't understand any of it, just stands in the doorway and sniffles. Santana's Papi holds out his arms, and Brittany curls up in his lap and he holds her tight, just the way Brittany's dad does, and he tells her everything will be okay. Only he says it in Spanish, but that's okay too.
It's the middle of the night and Brittany's tired, so she falls asleep in Santana's Papi's arms, and she doesn't see Santana wake up. Santana wakes up and sees Brittany's bag by her bedroom door, the bag Brittany packed a couple of weeks ago ready for when the baby came, and Santana's smart so she figures out what happened, and she creeps downstairs and sees Brittany asleep in her Papi's arms. Santana feels sort of odd, looking at her Papi holding Brittany the way he is. She thinks maybe it's because she wants to be the one who makes Brittany feel safe. She scrambles up on the couch, and her Papi opens his arms again, and being careful not to wake Brittany, Santana curls up on his lap with her.
It's a tight fit because they're both really too big for this, but her Papi doesn't say anything, just lets Santana fall asleep with Brittany. When Brittany wakes up, she's lying on the couch in Santana's house, Santana next to her and a blanket over the two of them, and it takes her a minute to remember why. But Santana's still asleep, and she's clutching Brittany instead of her stuffed duck, and Brittany forgets to be worried, just smiles and snuggles back down.
Brittany's eight and she feels safe when Santana's sleeping next to her, like everything really is going to be okay. And later when they're both awake, Brittany's dad calls and tells Brittany she has a new baby brother, and his name is Johan, and he has ten tiny fingers and ten tiny toes. Brittany tells all of this to Santana, and they're excited together.
It's the end of the week, and Brittany's excited to see Johan, but she's sad to leave Santana. So Brittany's dad says Santana can come too, to see Johan and sleep over, and Brittany's happy again. They're in the living room watching Johan sleep in his car carrier (they're babysitting, Santana tells her, just like the big girls in high school do) while Brittany's mom and dad have a cup of tea in the kitchen, and Brittany turns to Santana and smiles and holds her hand.
She's thinking, this is just like when we used to play house in preschool, when we could never decide who was the mommy and who was the daddy, so I said we could both be the mommy. But she doesn't know how to say that to Santana, so she settles for smiling and saying nothing. Santana's almost eight, and she surprises Brittany by saying just what Brittany's thinking, that this is just like preschool and playing house.
Johan wakes up and he's crying, and Santana picks him up just like Brittany's mom showed them, and she rocks him and he stops crying, and Brittany thinks Santana will be a good mommy one day. Brittany's dad comes to the living room and tells them they can feed Johan his formula if they're very careful, and he gives Brittany the bottle, and Santana holds Johan and Brittany holds the bottle, and the warm feeling is back, not in Brittany's tummy, but higher. Or maybe it never left. She's not sure.
She can't help it, she's feeling warm and soft and so happy, so she leans in and kisses Santana on her cheek. I love you, she says, and Santana smiles that smile she only smiles for Brittany, the one Brittany loves. I love you too, Santana says, and Johan burps and spits up a little and they laugh and wipe his face with the burp cloth, and then they both give him big, gentle kisses on his soft baby head.
Brittany's eight and she's not dumb, Santana says so. She knows that being a grown up is much, much harder than playing house. But Brittany thinks that as long as Santana is around, the whole world can be as hard as it likes and Brittany won't mind, not one little bit, because everything seems easy and fun and perfect when Santana's around.
Pairing: Brittany/Santana
Rating: G
Word Count: 1255
Summary: Brittany's eight...
Warnings: Still none
Disclaimer: Not mine, never were, blah blah woof woof.
Brittany's eight, and her mom is going to have a baby, and Brittany's so excited because not only does she get to have a new baby brother or sister, she gets to stay at Santana's house for a whole week when the baby comes.
The time is getting closer, and Brittany and Santana talk excitedly about all the things they're going to do when they get to live together. They talk about staying up late and sneaking down to the kitchen for snacks after everyone's asleep, they talk about whispering together after lights out, they squeal with excitement over the fact that Santana's Papi said they could have the little TV from the kitchen in their room for the week, as long as they were good and went to sleep when they were told.
Brittany's mom is getting bigger and bigger, and Brittany's eight and at first she doesn't understand why, until her dad tells her that that's where the baby is growing, inside Brittany's mom, and Brittany thinks that's even cooler than having the TV in the room with them for a week, that her mom knows how to grow babies in her tummy, and she tells everyone at school how cool her mom is, but Noah laughs again and says all moms know how to do that, that his mom grew a baby in her tummy a couple of years ago and now he has a sister, and she's not fun or cool or anything, just cries and poops.
Brittany has learned by now not to listen to Noah, because he's always laughing at something or something. He's a Grade A Meanie, Santana says, and she also says half the time he doesn't know what he's talking about. So Brittany's not sad. She knows her mom is totally cool, and she knows her baby brother or sister will be fun and cool, and she pokes her tongue out at Noah and she and Santana flounce off to sit on the swings together.
It's the middle of the night and Brittany is sleeping when the baby starts to come, so her dad comes and gets her up and puts a jacket on her, and carries her down to the car. Her mom is crying, it looks like she hurts, and Brittany's scared. They tell her not to be afraid, but Brittany can't help it, the new baby is hurting her mom and she can't do anything to help. It's the middle of the night and Brittany is in her father's arms because she's only wearing slippers, and they're knocking really gently on Santana's door, and Santana's Papi answers and takes Brittany from her dad. Brittany doesn't cry, not really, because Santana's Papi is nice, and he carries her up to Santana's room and puts her into bed with Santana, who is fast asleep, clutching her stuffed duck tight and sucking her thumb.
Brittany loves Santana, curls up around her and tries to go back to sleep, but she can't because she's scared. What if her mom doesn't come back from the hospital? She's crying a bit more now, and she doesn't want to wake Santana, so she slips out of bed and creeps downstairs. Santana's Mami and Papi are watching TV, some grown up show where a man talks and everyone laughs, and Brittany doesn't understand any of it, just stands in the doorway and sniffles. Santana's Papi holds out his arms, and Brittany curls up in his lap and he holds her tight, just the way Brittany's dad does, and he tells her everything will be okay. Only he says it in Spanish, but that's okay too.
It's the middle of the night and Brittany's tired, so she falls asleep in Santana's Papi's arms, and she doesn't see Santana wake up. Santana wakes up and sees Brittany's bag by her bedroom door, the bag Brittany packed a couple of weeks ago ready for when the baby came, and Santana's smart so she figures out what happened, and she creeps downstairs and sees Brittany asleep in her Papi's arms. Santana feels sort of odd, looking at her Papi holding Brittany the way he is. She thinks maybe it's because she wants to be the one who makes Brittany feel safe. She scrambles up on the couch, and her Papi opens his arms again, and being careful not to wake Brittany, Santana curls up on his lap with her.
It's a tight fit because they're both really too big for this, but her Papi doesn't say anything, just lets Santana fall asleep with Brittany. When Brittany wakes up, she's lying on the couch in Santana's house, Santana next to her and a blanket over the two of them, and it takes her a minute to remember why. But Santana's still asleep, and she's clutching Brittany instead of her stuffed duck, and Brittany forgets to be worried, just smiles and snuggles back down.
Brittany's eight and she feels safe when Santana's sleeping next to her, like everything really is going to be okay. And later when they're both awake, Brittany's dad calls and tells Brittany she has a new baby brother, and his name is Johan, and he has ten tiny fingers and ten tiny toes. Brittany tells all of this to Santana, and they're excited together.
It's the end of the week, and Brittany's excited to see Johan, but she's sad to leave Santana. So Brittany's dad says Santana can come too, to see Johan and sleep over, and Brittany's happy again. They're in the living room watching Johan sleep in his car carrier (they're babysitting, Santana tells her, just like the big girls in high school do) while Brittany's mom and dad have a cup of tea in the kitchen, and Brittany turns to Santana and smiles and holds her hand.
She's thinking, this is just like when we used to play house in preschool, when we could never decide who was the mommy and who was the daddy, so I said we could both be the mommy. But she doesn't know how to say that to Santana, so she settles for smiling and saying nothing. Santana's almost eight, and she surprises Brittany by saying just what Brittany's thinking, that this is just like preschool and playing house.
Johan wakes up and he's crying, and Santana picks him up just like Brittany's mom showed them, and she rocks him and he stops crying, and Brittany thinks Santana will be a good mommy one day. Brittany's dad comes to the living room and tells them they can feed Johan his formula if they're very careful, and he gives Brittany the bottle, and Santana holds Johan and Brittany holds the bottle, and the warm feeling is back, not in Brittany's tummy, but higher. Or maybe it never left. She's not sure.
She can't help it, she's feeling warm and soft and so happy, so she leans in and kisses Santana on her cheek. I love you, she says, and Santana smiles that smile she only smiles for Brittany, the one Brittany loves. I love you too, Santana says, and Johan burps and spits up a little and they laugh and wipe his face with the burp cloth, and then they both give him big, gentle kisses on his soft baby head.
Brittany's eight and she's not dumb, Santana says so. She knows that being a grown up is much, much harder than playing house. But Brittany thinks that as long as Santana is around, the whole world can be as hard as it likes and Brittany won't mind, not one little bit, because everything seems easy and fun and perfect when Santana's around.