fic: Princess (2/?)
Title: Princess (2/?)
Author: awkwardllama
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 680
Pairing: Quinn/Santana
Disclaimer: I don't own anything but the story.
Summary: Response to the prompt king and queen at Glee Slash's Birthday Prompt Battle. AU. Princess Santana finds a match.
Author's Note: This might be the fastest I've ever written anything. haha. It probably won't stick but right now I am loving writing this.
Author's Note2: Also I accidentally erased someone's comment in Part 1. If that was you sorry! It was a total accident.
“I think Santana should marry Quinn.” Rachel and Santana were standing in an impressive office. Santana’s eyes were wide and she turned her head to glare at Rachel.
The man sitting behind a large desk chuckled. “Okay Rachel. Let me get this straight. You think that Santana should marry a princess she’s never met?”
Rachel interjected, “But they have met! The princess and her escort just arrived and Santana is smitten with her.”
Santana gasped. “That is so not true! I just thought she was hot.”
Rachel scoffed and responded in an exaggerated voice, “’Oh she’s so gorgeous Rachel! I would never hurt her Rachel!’ You totally love her!”
Santana opened her mouth to argue but the man interrupted. “Oh is that so?”
“No Papa! Well…No! I just appreciate beauty when I see it. I don’t want to get married!” Santana clenched her fists behind her back. “I’m not ready! “
His Royal Highness King Carlos Lopez leaned back in his chair. “Not ready? Your twenty-first birthday is approaching. You’ve spent the last three years traveling the kingdom. Don’t you think it’s about time you started taking some responsibility?” He looked disappointed.
Santana looked down at her feet. “I’m sorry Papa. I’ll do whatever work you ask. Just don’t make me marry some strange girl.”
He sighed and stood up from his chair. He walked over and tilted Santana’s chin up until she looked in his eyes. “All right mija. I don’t want to push you.”
Santana gave him a watery smile. “Rachel and I should go. We have guests waiting.” She turned and Rachel followed looking slightly ashamed. Carlos watched them go, a frown marring his face.
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As soon as they stepped outside the office, Santana turned and backed Rachel up into the nearby wall. “What is wrong with you?! Just because you’re my advisor it doesn’t mean you can just make decisions like that!”
Rachel answered, “Well someone needs to make them and I know it’s not going to be you. I thought I would be doing you a favor-“
“A favor?! What kind of favor is this? I’ll get married when I want to.”
Rachel responded softly, “I know why you’re reluctant to get too close to anyone but it’s been over a year since-“
A hand slapped the wall by Rachel's head. Santana looked livid. “Don’t say her name. Don’t you dare. You don’t know anything.” She spun and ran down the hall and out of Rachel’s sight.
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Santana turned a corner at full speed and there was a crash as she ran into someone. She landed hard on top of someone. She shook her head to try and stop the spinning but froze when she saw who she had landed on top of. She sprang up and pulled Quinn up as well. “Oh god. I’m so sorry. I wasn’t watching where I was going and you were there and…”
Quinn’s giggle cut off her rambling. Santana smiled sheepishly. “Oh! Are you going to the dining room? Could I walk you there?”
Quinn gave her a shy smile and a nod. As they walked together, Quinn spoke, “You’re way different than I thought you would be.”
Santana quirked an eyebrow. “Really? What did you expect?”
Quinn giggled. “I heard that you’re a player. And that you’re not ashamed of that. One of the ladies in court told me that you’re ridiculously crass and a little arrogant. Is any of that true? So far you’ve been nothing but sweet.”
Santana laughed. “Crass? I like to think that I’m more charming than crass. I admit that I do know my fair share of…people. But where’s the shame in that?”
They stopped when they reached to large double doors. Quinn’s head tilted to side and a curious look appeared on her face. “Hmm. You could be interesting.” She turned and moved forwards as the doors opened.
“Announcing Crown Princess Santana Lopez and Princess Quinn Fabray of Lima!”
They walked towards the long table together. “I could be interesting?”
Quinn smirked. “Yep. I haven’t decided yet.”
Author: awkwardllama
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 680
Pairing: Quinn/Santana
Disclaimer: I don't own anything but the story.
Summary: Response to the prompt king and queen at Glee Slash's Birthday Prompt Battle. AU. Princess Santana finds a match.
Author's Note: This might be the fastest I've ever written anything. haha. It probably won't stick but right now I am loving writing this.
Author's Note2: Also I accidentally erased someone's comment in Part 1. If that was you sorry! It was a total accident.
“I think Santana should marry Quinn.” Rachel and Santana were standing in an impressive office. Santana’s eyes were wide and she turned her head to glare at Rachel.
The man sitting behind a large desk chuckled. “Okay Rachel. Let me get this straight. You think that Santana should marry a princess she’s never met?”
Rachel interjected, “But they have met! The princess and her escort just arrived and Santana is smitten with her.”
Santana gasped. “That is so not true! I just thought she was hot.”
Rachel scoffed and responded in an exaggerated voice, “’Oh she’s so gorgeous Rachel! I would never hurt her Rachel!’ You totally love her!”
Santana opened her mouth to argue but the man interrupted. “Oh is that so?”
“No Papa! Well…No! I just appreciate beauty when I see it. I don’t want to get married!” Santana clenched her fists behind her back. “I’m not ready! “
His Royal Highness King Carlos Lopez leaned back in his chair. “Not ready? Your twenty-first birthday is approaching. You’ve spent the last three years traveling the kingdom. Don’t you think it’s about time you started taking some responsibility?” He looked disappointed.
Santana looked down at her feet. “I’m sorry Papa. I’ll do whatever work you ask. Just don’t make me marry some strange girl.”
He sighed and stood up from his chair. He walked over and tilted Santana’s chin up until she looked in his eyes. “All right mija. I don’t want to push you.”
Santana gave him a watery smile. “Rachel and I should go. We have guests waiting.” She turned and Rachel followed looking slightly ashamed. Carlos watched them go, a frown marring his face.
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As soon as they stepped outside the office, Santana turned and backed Rachel up into the nearby wall. “What is wrong with you?! Just because you’re my advisor it doesn’t mean you can just make decisions like that!”
Rachel answered, “Well someone needs to make them and I know it’s not going to be you. I thought I would be doing you a favor-“
“A favor?! What kind of favor is this? I’ll get married when I want to.”
Rachel responded softly, “I know why you’re reluctant to get too close to anyone but it’s been over a year since-“
A hand slapped the wall by Rachel's head. Santana looked livid. “Don’t say her name. Don’t you dare. You don’t know anything.” She spun and ran down the hall and out of Rachel’s sight.
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Santana turned a corner at full speed and there was a crash as she ran into someone. She landed hard on top of someone. She shook her head to try and stop the spinning but froze when she saw who she had landed on top of. She sprang up and pulled Quinn up as well. “Oh god. I’m so sorry. I wasn’t watching where I was going and you were there and…”
Quinn’s giggle cut off her rambling. Santana smiled sheepishly. “Oh! Are you going to the dining room? Could I walk you there?”
Quinn gave her a shy smile and a nod. As they walked together, Quinn spoke, “You’re way different than I thought you would be.”
Santana quirked an eyebrow. “Really? What did you expect?”
Quinn giggled. “I heard that you’re a player. And that you’re not ashamed of that. One of the ladies in court told me that you’re ridiculously crass and a little arrogant. Is any of that true? So far you’ve been nothing but sweet.”
Santana laughed. “Crass? I like to think that I’m more charming than crass. I admit that I do know my fair share of…people. But where’s the shame in that?”
They stopped when they reached to large double doors. Quinn’s head tilted to side and a curious look appeared on her face. “Hmm. You could be interesting.” She turned and moved forwards as the doors opened.
“Announcing Crown Princess Santana Lopez and Princess Quinn Fabray of Lima!”
They walked towards the long table together. “I could be interesting?”
Quinn smirked. “Yep. I haven’t decided yet.”