Something about Rory was almost threatening.

The idea that he could steal the only sunshine in Santana's life was unbearable.

The thought that he could easily seduce her with so much as a box of disgusting colored marshmallows was painful.

The possibility that he could have Brittany only to run back to Ireland and leave her heart squashed like a bug on a windshield?

Well, that meant war.

But something else about Rory was innocent and clueless.

Exactly what Santana saw in Brittany.

He may not have lived in her magical world of daisies and rainbows and butterflies, where the sun was always shining and it was possible for cats to poop candybars, but he had that quality to him.

That quality like he was a child in a big kid's body.

The type of person who needed to be shielded from all the cruelty that the world had to offer.

It was for this reason and this reason alone that Santana Lopez actually found herself regretting what she had blackmailed him into.

And why, instead, she jogged up behind him and said:

"Listen, Rory; forget all of what just happened. I want us to start off on the right foot. So, hi. I'm Santana."