A/N: So I was watching tv one night and either in a commercial, or a tv show, someone mentioned ladybugs that steal dreams. I thought "oh my god, that is such a Brittany thing." So I decided to write this. Not my best, but I hope you enjoy it.

"Ladybugs!" Brittany stopped dead, looking at three ladybugs that were skittering over the ground.

"Yeah, they're really cute. They're-Brits, what are you doing?" Santana stared as her girlfriend started stamping the ground wildly.

"Die! Die! Die!"

"Brits!" Santana grabbed the blonde, right as her foot was about to crush a ladybug. "I normally don't say this about you, but you're acting crazy. What's with the ladybug stomping?"

"I don't like ladybugs."

Santana raised an eyebrow. "Why?"

"They climb into my ears and steal my dreams." Santana stared. "They steal the good dreams. Then I have nightmares all night," Brittany clarified.

"Brit, ladybugs don't steal-"

"I-I don't want to have nightmares!" Brittany clung to her girlfriend, crying. "I don't want nightmares anymore. If I kill the ladybugs, then they won't hurt me. I'll have good dreams." She pointed a finger at the bugs. "Stop giving me nightmares!"

"Brits, they're bugs. They're-"

"Help me kill them."

"What?"

"Help me kill them."

"Brits, I'm not helping you kill ladybugs. They're harmless."

"You don't love me."

Santana sighed. "I do love you Brits. I just-" She stopped at the look of disappointment and hurt on her girlfriend's face. She sighed, stamping her foot down hard. "There, I killed one. Happy?"

"Let me see." Santana held her foot up. "Yay!" Brittany hugged her, grabbing her hand and leading her over to a bush. "Let's kill more! I bet there's more over here!"

Santana suppressed a smile. God damn, the things I do for this girl.