Fic: Stored Up Wishes - Part 4
Title: Stored-up wishes - Part 4
Author: majorrogue
Pairing, Character(s): Brittany/Santana
Rating: PG
Spoilers: None
Summary: As Santana’s pregnancy progresses Her and Brittany decide on her third wish.
Author's Note:
Stored-up Wishes | Stored-up Wishes - Part Two | Stored-up Wishes - Part 3
“oh…….oh god!” Brittany quickly fumbled over Santana and out of bed straight into her bathroom. In her semi-conscious state all Santana could hear was strange heaving sounds. Sometimes she thought Brittany was suffering from morning sickness more than she was. As soon as Santana had started getting morning sickness, so had Brittany.
“Are you okay?” she shouted from the warmth of the bed.
Brittany slunk out of the bathroom looking miserable “I don’t know how you do this all the time” she said climbing back over Santana and under the sheets.
“I don’t have much of a choice do I? But at least you only have it in the mornings, I get it all day!”
“I’m sorry…” Brittany said snuggling into Santana and falling back asleep
Brittany woke up to a noise, she wasn’t sure what it was but it had woken her. She opened her eyes to find the bed empty.
“I said wake up”
“I’m awake, I’m awake” Brittany said blurry eyed sitting bolt upright in bed trying to find Santana in the room
“Look” Santana said turning towards Brittany from the mirror. She had her top pulled up and her pyjama bottoms pulled down dangerously low.
“Hmm” Brittany said taking in Santana’s body and smiling, still sleepy
“Hey! Pay attention” Santana scolded. She looked down and placed her hand low on her stomach “Look!”
Brittany sat up and looked properly, her eyes widened, she leapt out of bed, practically ran to Santana and fell to her knees in front of her.
“Oh my…..” Brittany said placing her hands on Santana’s hips staring at her stomach.
“Baby bump…” Santana said smiling as Brittany kissed the bump. It wasn’t the hugest bump in the world but I was there none the less.
--
“How do we do this then?” Santana asked as they sat down at the kitchen table with a pad and pencil
“We have to work out exactly what we want and then ask Mot for it, but we have to make sure it’s worded right, we don’t want to waste my last wish. If we just ask him for money he could hand over a twenty and that would be it”
“Makes sense, I suppose”
“Okay, so we want money?”
“Yup”
Brittany wrote down ‘money’ on the pad “We want qualifications…” she wrote that down too
“Hang on though; what do we want them for?” Brittany said turning to Santana
“So we can get jobs”
“Yeah, but what do we want jobs for?” Brittany asked.
Santana looked at her with a little suspicion, Brittany must know what people have jobs for? Brittany saw this and continued “We’re asking for all the money we could ever want, we don’t need jobs”
“Oh… yeah…” Santana thought about it
Brittany crossed out qualifications from the list “so really all we want is money? loads of money?”
“Yup” Santana said looking at the piece of paper
“How do we word it, then?” Brittany tapped the pencil on her forehead as she thought, she turned to see Santana staring at her smiling “What?” she asked
“You..” Santana said
“Me what?”
“You’ve really thought about this haven’t you? All this stuff with the wishes and all the books for the baby……and yet at school…”
“Well, school is boring and I don’t need things like maths to be a dancer. This is more important to me, you and the baby are important to me, I have to know this stuff to be a good father” Brittany shrugged
Santana just kept on smiling and leaned over and kissed Brittany on the cheek
“What was that for?” Brittany smiled and touched her cheek
“For you being fantastic……. I love you”
Brittany giggled a little “I love you too” she smiled reached out for Santana’s hand and squeezed it, she then turned back to the piece of paper.
“Hi girls” Mrs Pierce said as she walked into the kitchen, followed by Brittany’s little sister
“Hi Mrs P, hi mini P” Santana said
“Hi Mrs… I mean mum” Brittany said shaking her head, she was trying to concentrate
“What’cha doing’?” Brittany’s sister said sitting opposite the girls
“We’re working out a wish to ask Mot” Brittany said
“Are you bringing him down here?” she asked
“No, why?”
“Coz mum won’t let me have cookies for dinner and last time Mot was down here mum let me have ice cream for dinner” she said in one long breath
“You are not having cookies for dinner, whether Mot is here or not, so think of something else to have” their mum said turning around from putting the shopping away
“How about eggs?” the little girl asked
“What kind? Poached, fried, boiled, scrambled, omelette, frittata, raw…..?” their mum asked
“Scrambled” Brittany said
“Boiled” her sister said straight after
“I’m not doing two types of eggs, so Santana, what would you like?”
“I kind of fancy poached, sorry” Santana replied smiling as Mrs Pierce rolled her eyes
“Well that doesn’t help, does it?”
Brittany leant down and put her head on Santana’s tummy “Baby says scrambled…….” Brittany stated sitting up and smiling cheekily
“Scrambled it is then” Mrs Pierce said turning around again
Brittany’s sister huffed “that’s not fair…”
--
“Hey, hey! Look at you two!” Mot said as he stopped spinning in front of them. He flew forward and looked at Santana. “You have a lovely glow about you Ms Lopez” he smiled and Brittany giggled “To what do I owe this pleasure?”
“We wanted to use my last wish” Brittany said holding the piece of paper in her hand
“ooooh! Really? Okay, lay it on me..” he smiled
“Well… we want money…” Brittany said
“MONEY?” Mot said shocked
“Erm… yeah” Brittany said a little nervously
“Hey, she can wish for what she wants” Santana said defensively
“oh, I know, I know, sorry, I’m just surprised… your other wishes have been so….different, believe me you are the first female to wish to get her girlfriend pregnant, I just wasn’t expecting your last wish to be so ordinary…” Mot explained
“But we need money..” Brittany started
“We’re only teenagers, Fog Boy, we need money to have a baby, they’re expensive” Santana interrupted.
“Okay, okay” Mot put his hands up in defence “Money it is”
Brittany took a breath “I wish to have more money than we could ever possibly spend, please” Brittany read from the piece of paper.
Mot smiled and nodded then decided to put on a show. He pressed the palms of his hands together and slowly pulled them apart again. Between his hands was a glowing green ball of light, the further apart he pulled them the bigger the ball got. When the ball got about twice the size of a basketball be pushed his hands back together, but the ball didn’t shrink. Brittany and Santana took a step back. Mot kept pushing until finally the ball of light popped with a surprisingly quiet pop, and gold and silver confetti flew everywhere.
Brittany laughed “Awesome” she said turning to Santana who looked less than impressed.
“Your final wish has been granted” Mot said officially bowing
“Thank you, Mot” Brittany said
“I know you have no more wishes left but please keep me informed about the baby” he asked
“Of course I will” Brittany smiled and waved as Mot disappeared back into his home.
--
It had been about 3 and a half months since the night they literally saw stars and things were going well. Santana had been spending more and more time over at Brittany’s house. The Pierce family were happy to have Santana there and Santana’s parents were normally at work so preferred Santana to be with the Pierce’s than at home alone.
At school people would stare at them as they walked down the hall holding hands, but neither of them noticed anymore, they were both too busy being happy together and planning for the baby. Everyone in Glee club eventually just accepted that both Brittany and Santana believed they were having a baby together and Brittany and Santana had given up trying to convince them, as long as they knew the truth they were happy. They all ended up being pretty supportive, Puck had stolen a bucket from the janitor so that Santana wouldn’t have to keep running to the bathroom to puke. Kurt and Blaine decided that the bright yellow bucket looked awful in the choir room, so ‘bedazzled’ it, which Brittany loved. And Mr Schue had eventually become used to Santana falling asleep in the middle of him talking and had let it slide when Brittany had also nodded off next to Santana. It seems Brittany had also picked up Santana’s pregnancy exhaustion.
But, Santana wasn’t too pleased with Brittany at the minute. She’d been pretty excited when she’d suggested a visit to Breadstix, but it turned out Brittany forgot to mention that all of the girls from glee club would be there as well.
They all sat watching as Brittany rummaged through her pasta picking out all the mushrooms and placing them on Santana’s plate. Santana took them happily, knowing that Brittany didn’t like them because they were kind of slimy and also her appetite was crazy recently. Santana looked up and noticed them watching, she suddenly felt like a caged animal on show, not only that but Brittany seemed determined to embarrass her as much as possible.
“Her mood swings are funny too” Brittany said to everyone looking up from her plate oblivious to them staring at her actions, she quickly glancing at Santana and smiling “We were watching Happy Feet the other day and Santana ended up sobbing through most of it”
“Hey! That’s not true!” Santana interjected
Brittany turned to her “It kind of is” she smiled
Santana huffed and looked at her pasta “Yeah well, it is sad….. he can’t sing and loves to dance but people reject him because of it and…… shut up” she said as Mercedes and Tina started laughing. “It’s the hormones, okay?……. Where’s that damn waitress” She said huffing looking around for anyone who worked there.
“Just make sure you don’t watch Bambi next” Mercedes said laughing
“Who knew you were a big softy, Santana” Tina laughed. And if looks could kill, Santana’s would have killed Tina.
“I knew” Brittany said spooning a mouthful of pasta into her mouth
Eventually a waitress passed their table and Santana got her attention.
“Hi, can I get some strawberry sauce please?” she said
“Er, you haven’t ordered dessert yet” the waitress said confused
“I’m aware of that, but I would still like some strawberry sauce, is that a problem?” Santana gave the waitress one of her best ‘don’t even think about arguing with me’ looks
“We can pay for it” Brittany said with a mouth half full of food. The waitress stood and thought about it for a moment then walked off.
“What do you want strawberry sauce for?” Quinn asked
“For her pasta” Brittany answered
“What?” Rachel said looking confused
The sauce was brought to the table and Santana picked up the little jug and poured it on her pasta. Everyone but Brittany looked like they might bring up their dinner.
“What are you doing?” Quinn said in mild disgust
“What?” Santana said defensively “It’s nice, okay? And I can’t help it”
“Funny food cravings too, this is one of the nice ones” Brittany smiled and took a fork full of Santana’s meal
“Oh my….” Rachel looked away in disgust
“You know what? Get off my case! I’m preggo, in case you forgot, I can’t help it….. and at least I have an excuse, unlike some” Santana pointedly looked at Brittany
“I have an excuse, it’s called Couvade syndrome” everyone looked shocked
“But I don’t think that includes food cravings, I just like this” Brittany said going in for another forkful
“Hey!” Santana said hitting Brittany’s fork away with her own. Brittany pouted.
“Erm..Couvade syndrome?” Rachel asked
“Yeah, it’s where expectant fathers experience some of the same pregnancy symptoms as the mother” Brittany explained nonchalantly, eating more.
“She’s been reading lots of baby book” Santana explained
“It’s very important stuff”
Tina and Mercedes looked at each other like they’d walked into the twilight zone or something. Rachel actually looked interested and Quinn just shook her head.
“This is the weirdest meal I have ever sat through” Mercedes said slightly under her breath
“Yeah, but at least we aren’t paying for it” Tina whispered to her
--
Brittany sat at her desk looking at her computer “San? I’ve been reading on pregnancy blogs that..”
“Oh, come on, Britt…” Santana huffed, dropping the magazine she was reading on her face as she laid on her back on Brittany’s bed “Can’t I just read about Z-list celebrities and the best new nail vanish without hearing about pregnancy stuff for, like, an hour?” she said through the magazine.
“Fine, if you don’t want a massage, I’ll just keep reading….”
“Massage?” Santana said curiously moving the magazine from her face, she wanted to roll on her side to look at Brittany, but sometimes it was just too much hassle with her bump.
“Yeah, massage” Brittany confirmed staring at her computer pretending to read “But if you’d rather read about celebrities…..”
Santana huffed again; she knew what Brittany was doing “okay, babe, what have you been reading?”
Brittany span around on her chair excitedly “well, you know you can get stretch marks as our baby grows? Loads of people suggest massaging moisturiser into your skin, so I thought…” Brittany looked suggestively at Santana “I could do that”
Santana leaned on her elbows “Is that right?”
Brittany nodded and smiled
“It looks like all of that reading has actually paid off” she flopped back down on the bed “You better get started then” she smiled pulling her top up to reveal the bump.
Brittany shot off her chair and rummaged on her dresser for some cream “They say it’s best to do it on your thighs, bum, tummy and some even suggest you boobs” She grinned even more “and they say the sooner you start the better”
Part 5
Comments are appreciated ♥
Author: majorrogue
Pairing, Character(s): Brittany/Santana
Rating: PG
Spoilers: None
Summary: As Santana’s pregnancy progresses Her and Brittany decide on her third wish.
Author's Note:
Stored-up Wishes | Stored-up Wishes - Part Two | Stored-up Wishes - Part 3
“oh…….oh god!” Brittany quickly fumbled over Santana and out of bed straight into her bathroom. In her semi-conscious state all Santana could hear was strange heaving sounds. Sometimes she thought Brittany was suffering from morning sickness more than she was. As soon as Santana had started getting morning sickness, so had Brittany.
“Are you okay?” she shouted from the warmth of the bed.
Brittany slunk out of the bathroom looking miserable “I don’t know how you do this all the time” she said climbing back over Santana and under the sheets.
“I don’t have much of a choice do I? But at least you only have it in the mornings, I get it all day!”
“I’m sorry…” Brittany said snuggling into Santana and falling back asleep
Brittany woke up to a noise, she wasn’t sure what it was but it had woken her. She opened her eyes to find the bed empty.
“I said wake up”
“I’m awake, I’m awake” Brittany said blurry eyed sitting bolt upright in bed trying to find Santana in the room
“Look” Santana said turning towards Brittany from the mirror. She had her top pulled up and her pyjama bottoms pulled down dangerously low.
“Hmm” Brittany said taking in Santana’s body and smiling, still sleepy
“Hey! Pay attention” Santana scolded. She looked down and placed her hand low on her stomach “Look!”
Brittany sat up and looked properly, her eyes widened, she leapt out of bed, practically ran to Santana and fell to her knees in front of her.
“Oh my…..” Brittany said placing her hands on Santana’s hips staring at her stomach.
“Baby bump…” Santana said smiling as Brittany kissed the bump. It wasn’t the hugest bump in the world but I was there none the less.
--
“How do we do this then?” Santana asked as they sat down at the kitchen table with a pad and pencil
“We have to work out exactly what we want and then ask Mot for it, but we have to make sure it’s worded right, we don’t want to waste my last wish. If we just ask him for money he could hand over a twenty and that would be it”
“Makes sense, I suppose”
“Okay, so we want money?”
“Yup”
Brittany wrote down ‘money’ on the pad “We want qualifications…” she wrote that down too
“Hang on though; what do we want them for?” Brittany said turning to Santana
“So we can get jobs”
“Yeah, but what do we want jobs for?” Brittany asked.
Santana looked at her with a little suspicion, Brittany must know what people have jobs for? Brittany saw this and continued “We’re asking for all the money we could ever want, we don’t need jobs”
“Oh… yeah…” Santana thought about it
Brittany crossed out qualifications from the list “so really all we want is money? loads of money?”
“Yup” Santana said looking at the piece of paper
“How do we word it, then?” Brittany tapped the pencil on her forehead as she thought, she turned to see Santana staring at her smiling “What?” she asked
“You..” Santana said
“Me what?”
“You’ve really thought about this haven’t you? All this stuff with the wishes and all the books for the baby……and yet at school…”
“Well, school is boring and I don’t need things like maths to be a dancer. This is more important to me, you and the baby are important to me, I have to know this stuff to be a good father” Brittany shrugged
Santana just kept on smiling and leaned over and kissed Brittany on the cheek
“What was that for?” Brittany smiled and touched her cheek
“For you being fantastic……. I love you”
Brittany giggled a little “I love you too” she smiled reached out for Santana’s hand and squeezed it, she then turned back to the piece of paper.
“Hi girls” Mrs Pierce said as she walked into the kitchen, followed by Brittany’s little sister
“Hi Mrs P, hi mini P” Santana said
“Hi Mrs… I mean mum” Brittany said shaking her head, she was trying to concentrate
“What’cha doing’?” Brittany’s sister said sitting opposite the girls
“We’re working out a wish to ask Mot” Brittany said
“Are you bringing him down here?” she asked
“No, why?”
“Coz mum won’t let me have cookies for dinner and last time Mot was down here mum let me have ice cream for dinner” she said in one long breath
“You are not having cookies for dinner, whether Mot is here or not, so think of something else to have” their mum said turning around from putting the shopping away
“How about eggs?” the little girl asked
“What kind? Poached, fried, boiled, scrambled, omelette, frittata, raw…..?” their mum asked
“Scrambled” Brittany said
“Boiled” her sister said straight after
“I’m not doing two types of eggs, so Santana, what would you like?”
“I kind of fancy poached, sorry” Santana replied smiling as Mrs Pierce rolled her eyes
“Well that doesn’t help, does it?”
Brittany leant down and put her head on Santana’s tummy “Baby says scrambled…….” Brittany stated sitting up and smiling cheekily
“Scrambled it is then” Mrs Pierce said turning around again
Brittany’s sister huffed “that’s not fair…”
--
“Hey, hey! Look at you two!” Mot said as he stopped spinning in front of them. He flew forward and looked at Santana. “You have a lovely glow about you Ms Lopez” he smiled and Brittany giggled “To what do I owe this pleasure?”
“We wanted to use my last wish” Brittany said holding the piece of paper in her hand
“ooooh! Really? Okay, lay it on me..” he smiled
“Well… we want money…” Brittany said
“MONEY?” Mot said shocked
“Erm… yeah” Brittany said a little nervously
“Hey, she can wish for what she wants” Santana said defensively
“oh, I know, I know, sorry, I’m just surprised… your other wishes have been so….different, believe me you are the first female to wish to get her girlfriend pregnant, I just wasn’t expecting your last wish to be so ordinary…” Mot explained
“But we need money..” Brittany started
“We’re only teenagers, Fog Boy, we need money to have a baby, they’re expensive” Santana interrupted.
“Okay, okay” Mot put his hands up in defence “Money it is”
Brittany took a breath “I wish to have more money than we could ever possibly spend, please” Brittany read from the piece of paper.
Mot smiled and nodded then decided to put on a show. He pressed the palms of his hands together and slowly pulled them apart again. Between his hands was a glowing green ball of light, the further apart he pulled them the bigger the ball got. When the ball got about twice the size of a basketball be pushed his hands back together, but the ball didn’t shrink. Brittany and Santana took a step back. Mot kept pushing until finally the ball of light popped with a surprisingly quiet pop, and gold and silver confetti flew everywhere.
Brittany laughed “Awesome” she said turning to Santana who looked less than impressed.
“Your final wish has been granted” Mot said officially bowing
“Thank you, Mot” Brittany said
“I know you have no more wishes left but please keep me informed about the baby” he asked
“Of course I will” Brittany smiled and waved as Mot disappeared back into his home.
--
It had been about 3 and a half months since the night they literally saw stars and things were going well. Santana had been spending more and more time over at Brittany’s house. The Pierce family were happy to have Santana there and Santana’s parents were normally at work so preferred Santana to be with the Pierce’s than at home alone.
At school people would stare at them as they walked down the hall holding hands, but neither of them noticed anymore, they were both too busy being happy together and planning for the baby. Everyone in Glee club eventually just accepted that both Brittany and Santana believed they were having a baby together and Brittany and Santana had given up trying to convince them, as long as they knew the truth they were happy. They all ended up being pretty supportive, Puck had stolen a bucket from the janitor so that Santana wouldn’t have to keep running to the bathroom to puke. Kurt and Blaine decided that the bright yellow bucket looked awful in the choir room, so ‘bedazzled’ it, which Brittany loved. And Mr Schue had eventually become used to Santana falling asleep in the middle of him talking and had let it slide when Brittany had also nodded off next to Santana. It seems Brittany had also picked up Santana’s pregnancy exhaustion.
But, Santana wasn’t too pleased with Brittany at the minute. She’d been pretty excited when she’d suggested a visit to Breadstix, but it turned out Brittany forgot to mention that all of the girls from glee club would be there as well.
They all sat watching as Brittany rummaged through her pasta picking out all the mushrooms and placing them on Santana’s plate. Santana took them happily, knowing that Brittany didn’t like them because they were kind of slimy and also her appetite was crazy recently. Santana looked up and noticed them watching, she suddenly felt like a caged animal on show, not only that but Brittany seemed determined to embarrass her as much as possible.
“Her mood swings are funny too” Brittany said to everyone looking up from her plate oblivious to them staring at her actions, she quickly glancing at Santana and smiling “We were watching Happy Feet the other day and Santana ended up sobbing through most of it”
“Hey! That’s not true!” Santana interjected
Brittany turned to her “It kind of is” she smiled
Santana huffed and looked at her pasta “Yeah well, it is sad….. he can’t sing and loves to dance but people reject him because of it and…… shut up” she said as Mercedes and Tina started laughing. “It’s the hormones, okay?……. Where’s that damn waitress” She said huffing looking around for anyone who worked there.
“Just make sure you don’t watch Bambi next” Mercedes said laughing
“Who knew you were a big softy, Santana” Tina laughed. And if looks could kill, Santana’s would have killed Tina.
“I knew” Brittany said spooning a mouthful of pasta into her mouth
Eventually a waitress passed their table and Santana got her attention.
“Hi, can I get some strawberry sauce please?” she said
“Er, you haven’t ordered dessert yet” the waitress said confused
“I’m aware of that, but I would still like some strawberry sauce, is that a problem?” Santana gave the waitress one of her best ‘don’t even think about arguing with me’ looks
“We can pay for it” Brittany said with a mouth half full of food. The waitress stood and thought about it for a moment then walked off.
“What do you want strawberry sauce for?” Quinn asked
“For her pasta” Brittany answered
“What?” Rachel said looking confused
The sauce was brought to the table and Santana picked up the little jug and poured it on her pasta. Everyone but Brittany looked like they might bring up their dinner.
“What are you doing?” Quinn said in mild disgust
“What?” Santana said defensively “It’s nice, okay? And I can’t help it”
“Funny food cravings too, this is one of the nice ones” Brittany smiled and took a fork full of Santana’s meal
“Oh my….” Rachel looked away in disgust
“You know what? Get off my case! I’m preggo, in case you forgot, I can’t help it….. and at least I have an excuse, unlike some” Santana pointedly looked at Brittany
“I have an excuse, it’s called Couvade syndrome” everyone looked shocked
“But I don’t think that includes food cravings, I just like this” Brittany said going in for another forkful
“Hey!” Santana said hitting Brittany’s fork away with her own. Brittany pouted.
“Erm..Couvade syndrome?” Rachel asked
“Yeah, it’s where expectant fathers experience some of the same pregnancy symptoms as the mother” Brittany explained nonchalantly, eating more.
“She’s been reading lots of baby book” Santana explained
“It’s very important stuff”
Tina and Mercedes looked at each other like they’d walked into the twilight zone or something. Rachel actually looked interested and Quinn just shook her head.
“This is the weirdest meal I have ever sat through” Mercedes said slightly under her breath
“Yeah, but at least we aren’t paying for it” Tina whispered to her
--
Brittany sat at her desk looking at her computer “San? I’ve been reading on pregnancy blogs that..”
“Oh, come on, Britt…” Santana huffed, dropping the magazine she was reading on her face as she laid on her back on Brittany’s bed “Can’t I just read about Z-list celebrities and the best new nail vanish without hearing about pregnancy stuff for, like, an hour?” she said through the magazine.
“Fine, if you don’t want a massage, I’ll just keep reading….”
“Massage?” Santana said curiously moving the magazine from her face, she wanted to roll on her side to look at Brittany, but sometimes it was just too much hassle with her bump.
“Yeah, massage” Brittany confirmed staring at her computer pretending to read “But if you’d rather read about celebrities…..”
Santana huffed again; she knew what Brittany was doing “okay, babe, what have you been reading?”
Brittany span around on her chair excitedly “well, you know you can get stretch marks as our baby grows? Loads of people suggest massaging moisturiser into your skin, so I thought…” Brittany looked suggestively at Santana “I could do that”
Santana leaned on her elbows “Is that right?”
Brittany nodded and smiled
“It looks like all of that reading has actually paid off” she flopped back down on the bed “You better get started then” she smiled pulling her top up to reveal the bump.
Brittany shot off her chair and rummaged on her dresser for some cream “They say it’s best to do it on your thighs, bum, tummy and some even suggest you boobs” She grinned even more “and they say the sooner you start the better”
Part 5
Comments are appreciated ♥