Okay…I got some 'splaining ta do don't I? Yes, it's been over a month since I've updated…I'm sorry :( I've just…a lot has been going on. I've been acclimating and struggling a bit with high school, I've had a serious case of writer's block, I've been sick as fuck lately, and…I fell in love :) I got a girlfriend and she's the most amazing person ever and I'm not trying to get too personal but I'm pretty damn sure I want to spend the rest of my life with her…and since I know she's reading this, HI KARRI. LOVE YOU BABE ;D Oh, and did I mention she's sixteen and hot? Older woman, oh yeah. -puts on cool sunglasses- Anyways, back to the point. Do you see how all of this could interrupt my writing time? Yeah, with all these changes in my life it's been hard to focus on Firsts. BUT I HAVEN'T FORGOTTEN ABOUT YOU GUYS! NUH UH! HELL NO :D Like I've said, I'm NEVER abandoning this story, unless I die somehow and I won't, trust me. So let's say hypothetically, I haven't updated for two or three months. If that happens, just know there's a reason and that I'll update whenever I can. Honestly guys, I'm super sorry I haven't updated yet, but I am now :) Sometimes I guy just needs a break, ya know? So…hopefully, HOPEFULLY, I can beg for your forgiveness and you'll accept my apology and we'll all be BFF'S again, am I right? Please say I'm right…okay, moving on…

WE HIT 800 REVIEWS! -mega squee- That's so BOSS! I love you guys! :D Thank you for all your reviews, seriously, they make my life :D :D :D

So, the first two eps of Glee3 have aired…the first was okay, the second was much better, and the third was AMAZING because my man Mike got some CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT, YEEEEEAH! But I was kinda expecting more overall…oh well. -reads a couple spoilers- Wait…KLAINE'S GONNA HAVE SEX IN EP FIVE AND BRITTANA'S GETTING TOGETHER IN EP 4? -passes out and then wakes up- Oh, and by the way, even though I'm happy about those things, I'm still super fucking pissed how they got rid of Lauren. ASHLEY FINK, COME BACK TO ME! I LOVE YOU! YOU CAN'T LEEEEEEAVE! :'(

Oh, and you know how I usually respond to reviews? Well I apologize if I missed some of you guys from last chapter. I've been so scatterbrained lately that I haven't thought about replying to all of them…my bad :/

So, I need to dedicate this to my friend Allison, or as you may know her "that horny chick that wanted a threesome with Britt and San in First Lemonade Stand". Mainly, because she sort of helped me write part of this. She helped me plot a certain convo later in the chapter. That, and we've been friends for three months, so this is like our anniversary XD Yesh, we have anniversaries for our friendship, shut up, you just being jelly.

So, without further ado (what does ado even mean? I'm too damn lazy to go look), I give you…FIRSTS :O

Brittany wanted a present. But not for her. She needed one for Santana.

The blonde wasn't really sure what came over her, but all of a sudden she wanted to get Santana a present. Maybe it was because of Santana's recent declaration of love to her that had made her want to get her girlfriend something. Today was one of the few days that Brittany hadn't yet hung out with the Latina, but then again, you couldn't take a person out with you while you were looking for a present for them. That would just be silly.

Brittany was currently wading through a sea of people, looking for stores that might give her an idea on what to get Santana. Brittany had broke open her piggy bank ("I'm so sorry Porkers," she had said lovingly when she smashed him into pieces to collect her money) and taken out a total of five dollars and sixty nine cents. All in pennies. She only had pennies in her piggy bank because she always insisted that Porkers only liked pennies, not nickels or dimes or quarters. He was, in Brittany's own words, a pennysexual.

Brittany, still wandering through the rather large mall with a grocery bag full of pennies, wasn't getting any ideas for presents. But she had to get something. Santana, after all these years, had finally answered Brittany's wish. And that wish had always been for Santana to love her the same way that she loved Santana. The blonde was beginning to think Santana would never love her like that, and then, the Latina said those three little words, and Brittany's heart seemed to soar. Santana had made Brittany's biggest dream a reality, the blonde had to get her something in return. If she didn't, she'd feel like a bad girlfriend. And that was the last thing Brittany wanted to be, a bad girlfriend.

Brittany caught something shiny in the corner of her eye. She turned, pushing past some people, and finally coming across a store that might have what she needed. It was a jewelry store, and the young teen could see most of the store's contents through the window. Beautiful necklaces, diamond earrings, and gold, shiny rings. Brittany seemed to be captivated by the rings. She wanted them. Not for herself, but for Santana. A certain kind of ring stood out to her. It was a shiny gold ring, like a lot of the others, but it looked prettier than all the others. She imagined how it would look on Santana's finger, signifying Brittany's love for the girl.

A promise ring… Brittany thought longingly.

Then her eyes fell to the price tag and her heart sank. There weren't enough pennies in the world for that.

Brittany gave a long, depressed sigh, turning and continuing through the mall. Saddened and a little tired, she decided to sit at the nearest empty bench, believing she needed a rest. She let out another sigh, holding her face in her hands, wishing desperately that she had had enough money to afford such a gift. Her mind whirled with possibilities. Maybe she could get a job to pay for it? Or maybe she could rob a bank? That'd be hard…but not impossible. There was that money that they had earned from their lemonade stand…but Brittany and Santana had pretty much blew it off the first two days of having it. Considering she was a lazy worker and that she didn't have the skills to be a bank robber, she couldn't find much hope in her situation.

"Hey." Brittany looked up to find the person behind the voice and saw Puck standing over her.

"Hey Puck," Brittany greeted, unable to mask the sadness layered in her voice.

Puck took a seat next to her and yawned a little. "What's wrong?"

Brittany furrowed her brows in confusion. "What do you mean what's wrong?"

"You sound depressed. I'm bored and have nothing better to do than give sage advice like Mr. Miyagi or some shit. And can we skip the whole nothing's wrong part? I hate that part, so…what's wrong?" Puck asked.

Brittany shrugged. "I kinda wanted to get Santana a present. Like, a promise ring. But all I have are pennies, and there isn't enough money for me to afford the really shiny gold one. So now I can't give San anything. I'm the worst girlfriend ever."

Puck shook his head. "Nah, not the worst. Hottest, maybe, but not worst."

Brittany grinned a little. "I am pretty hot…"

"Fuck yeah you are! Look at you…" Puck's eyes raked over her body.

"Look, but no touching," Brittany said teasingly.

Puck rolled his eyes. "Come on Britt, you know you want me."

"Nope, all of this," she said as she motioned towards her breasts, "is Santana's only. No sharing."

"Not even a threeway?" Puck said hopefully.

"Maybe…but only if it's with Santana and she agrees…"

Puck groaned. Well then that's never gonna happen… "Well…about the whole promise ring thing, I don't think you should stress over it."

"But…I have to get her one!" Brittany insisted impatiently.

"Who says?" Puck asked. "I mean, it sounds like you're getting her a present for no reason. It's not like it's her birthday or Christmas…or Kwanza or something."

Brittany sighed. Puck could be dumb sometimes, but she didn't really fault him for it because she knew she could be dumb like that sometimes too, but this was ridiculous. "Puck, it doesn't have to be her birthday or Christmas to get her this. I wanna get her this promise ring as a gift to show her how much I love her and how much I wanna be with her for the rest of my life. Don't you get gifts for the people you like?"

Puck shook his head. "Nah, I usually just seduce them with the old Puckster charm, make out, and then not call them back." After Brittany gave him a questioning look, Puck responded with, "It's to leave the ladies wanting more."

"Well…this is different. This is love, between me and San, Puck. Not just some hump and dump thing like you do," Brittany said.

"How do you know?" Puck inquired. "Like, how do you even know you're in love? How do you even know what love is?"

Brittany stared and him, unable to give him an answer. She shrugged a little. "I don't really know, but it's this unexplainable feeling in my chest…you won't know until you feel it."

"That sounds cheesy as fuck," Puck said.

"It won't once you find someone that you fall in love with," Brittany assured him.

Puck shook his head, running his hand over his mohawked head. "Nah, I don't think I'm ever gonna get into the whole lovey dovey thing."

"Why not?" Brittany asked.

"I can't just…commit myself to one person. No way. I prefer to have my options open all the time," Puck explained.

Brittany tilted her head in confusion. "But…don't you ever wanna get married?"

"Settle down? Hell no, there's no fun in that," Puck said. "I mean…I guess it's possible that somewhere down the line I find a hot badass chick who can keep up to my level enough for me to fall in love with her, but if that doesn't happen, I'ma stick with the whole hump and dump technique."

Brittany rolled her eyes. "You're just…silly," she said, and then she sighed sadly. "I still don't have a solution to my problem though. What am I gonna do about the promise ring?"

"Don't get one," Puck said lazily.

"That isn't much of an option, Puck," Brittany muttered.

"Well…find some other type of ring, and say it's a promise ring," Puck attempted to reason.

"But…then there's no like, meaning behind it. It wouldn't mean anything," Brittany insisted.

"Sure it would. Isn't it like, the thought that counts, or something dumb like that?" Puck asked.

"I don't get it…" Brittany trailed off a bit dimly.

"Like, if you want it to mean something, it can mean what you want it to mean without it having to be shitload of money…wait…I just confused myself…" Puck thought for a minute. "Okay, I guess that made sense a little…"

"So…what you're saying is, I could get any kind of ring and it could still show my love for her?" Brittany wondered aloud.

"Pretty much…holy shit," Puck said, his eyes following a girl walking past the bench they were sitting on. "Hot chick with a nice ass at twelve o'clock. That's my cue to leave. Good luck Britt." Puck jumped up from his seat and sprinted after the girl. "Hey, you! How do you feel about younger sexy men with mohawks?"

Brittany rolled her eyes as Puck and the woman disappeared within the crowd of the mall shoppers. She looked upwards, as if looking for a sign on what she should do from some other dimensional being. Once she got nothing, she contemplated her options. Should she just forget about it, or take Puck's advice?

Santana stood on the porch of the Pierce residence, and she was little pissed off. Brittany had called her, saying it was urgent that she hauled ass over to her house as fast as possible. So Santana had to stop watching her awesome porn and ride her bike down the street through the pouring rain (it had been hot all summer but now was the day where it had to rain like a fucking monsoon) to get to her house. And now she was soaking wet (and not in the way she had been a few minutes ago during that porn), standing in the blistering cold, knocking furiously on her girlfriend's door.

With a couple more knocks, the door opened, revealing Brittany. Santana stormed inside, not caring about dripping water everywhere. She through off her now ruined shoes and glared a little at Brittany. "Okay babe, this better be good or I'm gonna be seriously pissed."

Brittany gulped a little, and reached into her pocket. "Um…uh…surprise." Brittany thrust a plastic red ring in Santana's face. On closer inspection, Santana squinted to see a little unicorn on the ring.

"What is this?" Santana asked, confused.

And suddenly, Brittany broke out into tears, running past Santana, into her living room and sitting down on the couch. She began to sob, hiding her face in her hands, ashamed of herself. Santana, even more confused than before. She ran over to the couch as well, sitting beside her girlfriend. The Latina wrapped her arms around her girlfriend and held her close to her.

"I-it was s-supposed to be a p-promise ring!" Brittany cried, stuttering her words. "But I couldn't afford one and Puck told me to get a cheap one and all I could get was this stupid plastic unicorn one from a stupid cereal box!"

Santana rubbed Brittany's back, hoping to calm her down. "A promise ring?"

Brittany nodded, still sobbing. "I wanted to get you one…to show you how much I love you and stuff and how I promise to never leave you and all that stuff but…all I could get you was this!" Brittany tossed the plastic ring into Santana's wet lap. "I'm the worst girlfriend ever and - - -"

"Britt," Santana began, but she was cut off as Brittany continued her sob filled speech.

"- - -you probably hate me now and- - -"

"Brittany," Santana tried to get in.

"- - -I'm so stupid and I don't even deserve you- - -"

"Brittany!" Santana shouted, and she was quickly thankful that Brittany's parents were gone, otherwise they would've heard that. "Calm the fuck down baby!" Santana pulled Brittany into her arms, hugging her. "I love it."

Brittany stared up at her girlfriend, amazed at what she had just said. "Y-you what?"

"I love it. It's red and it's got a unicorn on it and it's awesome." Santana smiled down at the blonde.

"But…I couldn't even get a real promise ring…" Brittany muttered sadly.

"As far as I'm concerned, this is a promise ring hun," Santana assured her.

"Really? Seriously?" Brittany asked in wonder.

"Hell yeah, it's the thought that counts right? So I love it." With that, she took the ring and slid it onto her ring finger, and then held her arm out to admire it. "Looks good on me, right?" Santana laughed.

"Mhm," Brittany said sheepishly, snuggling up to her girlfriend. "I can't believe you like it…"

"Well I do, so deal with it," Santana said playfully.

"Okee dokes," Brittany responded, happily cuddled up in Santana's arms. "San?"

"Yeah babe?"

"I love you."

"Oh really?"


"Good, ya know why?"


"Because I love you too."

Brittany smiled up at Santana, thankful for her girlfriend being so amazing. But the two girls were interrupted from their moment by a couple meows.

Yes ladies and gentlemen, I knew that if they weren't in this chapter people would bitch at me about it, so here they are. Catcake and Tubs. There, are you happy? Holy shit…I'm breaking the fourth wall again, aren't I? My bad…

The girls turned to see Lord Tubbington, walking through the living room, with Catcake lying lazily on his back.

"Ugh…boss lady, remind me again why I have to carry you?" Tubs groaned a little.

"Because my dear fatass, you're my bitch and you do as I say, plus I'm in a lazy mood. So carry me to the secret evil lair!" Catcake commanded forcefully.

"We don't have a lair!" Tubbington groaned, still sauntering forward, with a bit of struggle due to having extra weight on him.

"Oh right, it's being renovated…then to the bathroom!" Catcake ordered with the same amount of gusto as the last sentence contained.

"You're so odd…" Tubs muttered.

"What was that, bitchtits?" Catcake growled.

Tubbington sighed. "Nothing boss lady…"

"That's what I thought. Now away with you, my trusty steed!" Catcake ordered once more. Tubbington, having no say in the matter, continued forward, and began trekking up the stairs to get to the bathroom where Catcake could concoct more plans for world domination.

"Why was Catcake riding Tubbington?" Santana questioned, still holding her girlfriend.

"I dunno, maybe they're in love or something. Like us," Brittany said, giggling.

"Your cats are in love? Yeah right, you're crazy Britt." Santana laughed a little.

"Yeah, crazy in loooooooooooove!" Brittany said in a playful, annoying tone, making kissy faces at Santana.

"Oh shut up, you're so obnoxious!" Santana burst out laughing.

"You love it," Brittany said, reaching up and pressing her lips against Santana's. The Latina kissed back passionately, placing her hand on Brittany's cheek. Brittany sunk into her girlfriend's arms as she continued kissing her, before pulling away a little. "Santana?"

"Yes baby?" Santana asked.

"Do you really love the ring or are you just saying that? Be honest," Brittany said seriously.

"Britt…" Santana looked straight into her eyes. "It's the best gift I've ever gotten. I'm completely serious."

Brittany broke out into a hug smile. "Okay, that's all I wanted to know." And with that, Brittany tackled her girlfriend back onto the couch, kissing her passionately and deeply, wondering how she ever got a girl this amazing.

THERE YOU HAVE IT :D Again, I'm sorry for taking so long, but I hope this makes up for that. FORGIVE ME MY WONDERFUL REVIEWERS!

Best part of the chapter was when Catcake called Tubs bitchtits. I'm callin' it XD

Added a little Puck in there to make all your hearts happy, and I think I gave him a bit of character development. I dunno. Did you like his part? Am I still good at writing his character? :O

Okay, well, now I'm off to do Biology homework…at 4:30 am…I hate high school homework :O Well, I'm off to go do awesome stuff, like play Pokemon, chill with my girlfriend, and nom on some Cheetos. Adios senoritas :D

Next chapter, First Wake Up Call: Santana's SUCH a heavy sleeper, and Brittany needs a way to get her up. But what's a girl to do to wake her girlfriend up? Have sex with her, that's what. Yep, it's smut.

See you next time guys :D