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Who: moretalented and iwannabedirty
When: Monday evening, February 14 2011
Where: Santana's house
What: First Valentine's Day as a couple

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This last week had felt like hell to Santana. She'd been bitched out by most, if not all, of the Glee Club for being a bitch. She wasn't sure where that had even come from. Shouldn't they know by now she was a bitch? She'd thought they'd just gotten used to it. Her complete breakdown in the hallway afterward had been embarrassing, and she'd been choosing to pretend it hadn't happened, but she had been happy Brittany had been there for her.

Then, with Artie serenading Brittany on Thursday during Glee, she'd nearly lost it. She'd confronted him and gotten angry, and he'd gotten right back in her face, something she hadn't expected in the least. She still hadn't quite reacted to everything that had happened properly, but he had seemed to get the message: no matter how shit had gone down, Brittany was hers now and she wasn't going to be an idiot again.

Finally, it was actually Valentine's Day, and Santana had spent the morning before school even started putting little gifts at Brittany's desk in all her classes; it was mostly just little boxes of candy or chocolate. Though she had left a box of colored pencils and a little notepad in one class; a feathered unicorn pen in another; and a stuffed rainbow armadillo in her last class of the day.

Now, they had the house to themselves, since Santana's parents had gone out with a group of friends for a Valentine's dinner. Santana was cooking and Brittany was in the living room watching TV. The blonde had offered to help, but Santana had opted to do this herself. Mostly, because she wanted it to be a romantic gesture, but also because Brittany and kitchens didn't tend to work well together.

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Brittany sat on the couch at Santana's house, watching her favorite Valentine's Day movie, Lady and the Tramp. She had wanted to help cook, but her girlfriend had insisted she just enjoy the movie and let her cook for her. But the blonde had a sneaking suspicion that it was because of her bad luck with kitchens and cooking. It was totally okay though, she liked that Santana was cooking for her. It was really romantic and it was their first Valentine's Day together as an official couple. Thinking about that made Brittany smile and she looked over at the gifts next to her on the couch that she'd gathered throughout the day from all the desks of each of her classes. It had been really sweet that Santana had gone so out of her way to make it a great holiday, because it was Brittany's favorite. She hadn't given her girlfriend the present she'd picked out for her yet, but it was in her bag along with the handwritten card she'd made her. She'd even used markers instead of crayons and made it as pretty as she could with glitter.

Clutching her armadillo tightly against her chest, she laughed at the movie and stole a glance toward the kitchen. Whatever it was Santana was cooking smelled really good and Brittany was getting really hungry. And as much as her curiosity was getting the better of her, she resisted the urge to sneak into the kitchen. Instead she hugged her still nameless armadillo to her chest tighter and turned her attention to the screen. She was hungry though and all that candy was sitting next to her. Just a little bit wouldn't hurt, right?