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21 November 2010 @ 05:48 pm
ϟ BB#4: [FANFIC] Brittana - Familiar Taste Of Poison  
Title: Familiar Taste Of Poison
Characters/Pairings: Brittana
Rating: PG
Word Count: 544
Summary: In the aftermath of Duets, Brittany and Santana’s friendship seems to be back to normal. Yet Brittany can’t help feeling stung by the scratches of Santana’s kitty claws.
Spoilers: Takes place during 2.06: Never Been Kissed. References the episode, as well as “Duets”, so if you have not seen those you might not want to read it.
Love to my Betas: unseensorrows. Thanks for your feedback sissy! I love you!

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Brittany lay on her bed in her room, Santana next to her. Santana had come over after school, the way she usually did, and they had closed themselves off in Brittany’s pink and white paradise almost immediately. Soft pop music wafted out from the stereo in the corner, and Santana lay on her stomach, painting her nails a bright red.

Brittany giggled, rolling onto her back. After Cheerios practice yesterday, she had been walking down the hall and seen Miss Pillsbury manically scrubbing the doorknob to her office. She had blushed and explained that doorknobs were “germ-y” and that “one can never be too clean.” Brittany stopped laughing, considering. She had touched a lot of doorknobs today. Did that mean she was UNclean?

“Maybe I should shower,” she mused.

“Down girl,” Santana purred, shooting her friend a bemused look. “We’re supposed to go to dinner with Puck and that wheelchair kid tonight, remember?”

“Oh right.”

Brittany closed her eyes for a moment, thinking. “That wheelchair kid,” Santana had called him. Artie. He was pretty cool. She was a little disappointed he hadn’t turned out to be a robot. The thought that he was had scared Brittany away for a little bit- everyone knew robots were trying to take over the world- but then she had heard someone talking about how his legs were paralyzed and he couldn’t walk, and that’s why he had to wheel around. It was much less interesting, but also far less frightening. When Santana had been bristly a few weeks before, she had thought she’d give Artie a chance. After all, she hadn’t made out with him yet. He turned out to be a pretty good kisser, and now Santana was acting normal again, so everything seemed to be going well.

In a rush, her friends words came back to her. "I’m not making out with you because I’m in love with you and want to make lady babies... I’m like a lizard, I need something warm beneath me.”

The sting of it rushed to her face, and she opened her eyes quickly, frowning. She glanced at her best friend, but Santana was absorbed in her nails, having finished the fingers and moved on to her toes. Brittany watched as she expertly applied an even coat in simple brushstrokes. The movement of Santana’s hands hypnotized her.

“Want me to do yours?” Santana offered, looking up.

Brittany looked at her fingers and noticed her normally long and rounded nails were shorter and ragged. Had she been biting them? She used to do that when she was younger, and her mother had put lemon juice on her fingertips in the hopes it would deter her oldest daughter from making nail-biting a habit. She puckered her lips, suddenly tasting the citrusy fruit in her mouth. She looked back up when she heard Santana laughing.

“Is the thought of a manicure THAT bad?” she smirked.

Brittany shook her head, her ponytail bobbing back and forth.

“My mouth tastes like lemons,” she explained.

Santana smiled, abandoning the nail polish.

“I bet it does,” she agreed.

Brittany closed her eyes and waited for the kiss. Maybe Santana’s mouth would take the taste away.
 
 
 
eyeteemonkey: :Deyeteemonkey on November 22nd, 2010 04:01 am (UTC)
Awww

I love how Santana just gets Brittany.

Robot!Artie taking over the world. LOL
You write Brittanys voice really well. Love it.

♕ Charli☆Ann;;whisper_lillies on November 22nd, 2010 04:03 am (UTC)
Thanks for all your feedback! I love writing Brittany. I actually RP her (I'm on hiatus though) so it's great to hear that I'm doing it well!
Caroline: (Glee) Brit Celebrationahigheroctave on November 22nd, 2010 06:08 am (UTC)
Aw, I love Britt in this. I was a nail-biting addict as well, still am actually.

. He was pretty cool. She was a little disappointed he hadn’t turned out to be a robot.

BRB while I die.
Tuesdayglacidea on November 22nd, 2010 05:22 pm (UTC)
this was adorable! I love it <3