Unfinished Stories
Ship: Winn
Summary: Finn watching Will teach.
He watched him.
He watched him during class as he stood in front of the room speaking a gibberish language also known as Spanish. He'd watch as he got as he'd get excited and enthusiastic, he jump around using hand his hands to stress points.
Character: Sandy
Summary: Writing Desperate Housewives fanfictions.
Sandy walked into his small apartment, kicked his loafers off by the door as he made his way to the tiny kitchen. Pulling the freezer up he reached in a grabbed the pint of mint brownie slamming it closed after the chilled item was safely in his hand. Spinning on the balls of his feet he turned towards the cabinet that had been behind him and opened it dramatically as he reached for the half eating pack of oreos.
Today had been another hard day of pounding the pavement for Sandy. He had been wrongly fired over two months ago, his long distance girlfriend had left him for her boss. And on top of all that Sandy hadn't had a true out let for his creativity since he was fired.
Sandy was a song and dance man. He was meant to be performing. Sure Glee club wasn't the greatest outlet but it was something, something Sandy truly enjoyed. If it wasn't for that nosy little snitch Rachel Berry Sandy would still be at William McKinley High doing a job he loved instead of searching for a new one in the hot autumn heat.
Nowadays the only creative out let Sandy had was writing Desperate Housewives fanfiction. Desperate Housewives was Sandy's favorite show. In some strange way Sandy could relate to the desperation the la
Ship: Rachel/Tina
Summary: Tina finds out Rachel is cheating.
The air was chilled in Rachel's bedroom. Tina was shivering even with the thick comforter and Rachel's warm body pressed against her backside. Mr. Berry always had the air conditioning set as low as it could go, he said it helped with his asthma. Tina clad only in a tank top and her underwear, she felt her teeth start to chatter as the AC kicked again.
"Rach?" She shook the half-sleeping girls arm. "Rachel I'm frfreezing."
The brunette moved closer and tightened her grip on the other girl "Better?" She mumbled into her hair.
Tina laid still for a moment trying to soak up the heat Rachel was giving off but it wasn't working. She could not understand how Rachel was warm when it was so cold. "Nnno. Cccould I bborrow a sweaterr?"
A sound came from the slumbering girl that sounded somewhat like a yes so Tina tried gently got out of the bed, looking back to make sure she hadn't woken the other girl. She sucked her breath in hard when her body met the air outside of the covers. She wrapped her arms around herself as she made her way over to the closet.
She turned the doorknob slowly and opened the door switching on the light switch. Tina had never seen the inside of her girlfriend's closet and she was a bit shocked to be met by so many sweaters. She knew the girl liked sweaters but she could never imagine someone owning quite so many. They were all neatly organized by color and style, with the vest in the front and the thicker ones in the back. Tina was in aww by the sight wondering what the girl would think of her closet, with all the clothes of the hangers and in a heap on the floor. She ran her finger along them all trying to decided which one to choose. She was just about to pull out a green one with a barnyard scene on the front when she noticed a black jacket laying on the floor.
She bent over with the intention to hang it back up when she noticed just what the jacket was. It was the same black windbreaker all the Cheerios had, across the back in red thread it said William McKinley's Cheerios. Looking at the front side it was clear who the jacket belonged too.
Tina was confused. Why would Rachel have Quinn's jacket in her closet. When had Quinn been over to forget it. Tina doubted the cheerleader would have ever let someone she disliked so much borrow her jacket. As worry clouded Tina's mind she threw the jacket back in and closed the door. Forgetting all about the temperature she walked back over to the bed and sat down on the edge.
Tina and Rachel had been sneaking around for two months. Stolen kisses in between classes and weekly sleepovers with clueless parents. Tina knew Rachel's feeling weren't as strong as her own but she never thought she'd cheat. But now she wasn't sure. She wanted to wake the other girl and ask her how this piece of clothing found it's way into her closet. But she didn't. She sat on
Ship: Bree/Andrew
Summary: Strippers
Andrew Van De Kamp once again found himself breathing in the toxic air inside Topsy Turvey's strip club. The beer he had been nursing for twenty minutes was flat and tasted dirty, he was quite sure the glass hadn't been washed. Ian sat next to him watching the girls on stage. Andrew's eyes drifted up to the one who was swinging around the pole. It was not an arousing sight, to say the least. The whole scene was starting to grate.
"This place sucks."
"What are you talking about man?" Ian said without taking his eyes off the half naked women. "This place is great. There's tits and beer. What more could you want?"
"All these girls are the same."
Ship: Rachel/Quinn
Summary: Broken nose
The thick crimson blood pooled in her hands as she cupped them underneath her gushing nose. She hadn't seen it coming. She and the cheerleader had, had many fights in the past but they had never came to blows before. So when the blond's tight fist made contact with her face she hadn't really seen it coming. The wind was knocked out of her. The force of the hit had pushed her back making her lose her balance, she fell backwards onto the ground. There was an intense pain and then she felt the blood start to trickle down to her lips. She moved her hands up in a vain attempt to guard her new sweater from being ruined. She kept her eyes closed tight, tears still escaped and made their way down her redden cheeks.
The blond stood still, watching in horror as her impulsiveness made wreckage of the other girls face. "Oh my God." She said shakily. "Oh my God, Rachel." She bent down on her knees in front of the bleeding girl, placing her hand on her leg. "I didn't mean to do that. Are you okay."
The feel of the blond's touch had jumped started her system bring her back into the painful present. "Do I look okay?"
"No, no of course not. That was a stupid question." The blond bit down on her lip trying to think of something she could do. "Here take my jacket." She said undoing the knotted sleeves from her hips. Taking the black Cherrio's jacket holding it up.
The brunette finally opened her eyes to see the black fabric being held in front of her face. She took one of her hands away from her nose blood split down onto her skirt ran down her forearm. She was thankful in that moment that she wasn't squeamish around sticky cooper smelling stuff poring out of her. She punched the jacket up and used it replaced to other hand letting it soak up what her hands couldn't. "Thanks." She said her voiced muffled.
"Rachel I honestly didn't mean to do that." The Cheerleader said squeezing the brunette's thigh. She was scared. Scared she did permanent damage, she was afraid foolishness would affect the other girls singing. She'd never seen so much blood and it made her want to cry. "Rachel please I'm sorry."
"Okay it's alright." She said beginning to feel dizzy. "It's alright but I think I need to see the nurse quick, I think I'm going to throw up."
The blond shook her head and sprinted up onto her feet, bending down to help the girl up. Once she was standing the brunette leaned all her weight onto the other girl, laying her head on the blond's shoulder. "Come on I'll get you to the nurse." She said tightening her grip around the other's waist. "It'll be okay."
Summary: Finn watching Will teach.
He watched him.
He watched him during class as he stood in front of the room speaking a gibberish language also known as Spanish. He'd watch as he got as he'd get excited and enthusiastic, he jump around using hand his hands to stress points.
Character: Sandy
Summary: Writing Desperate Housewives fanfictions.
Sandy walked into his small apartment, kicked his loafers off by the door as he made his way to the tiny kitchen. Pulling the freezer up he reached in a grabbed the pint of mint brownie slamming it closed after the chilled item was safely in his hand. Spinning on the balls of his feet he turned towards the cabinet that had been behind him and opened it dramatically as he reached for the half eating pack of oreos.
Today had been another hard day of pounding the pavement for Sandy. He had been wrongly fired over two months ago, his long distance girlfriend had left him for her boss. And on top of all that Sandy hadn't had a true out let for his creativity since he was fired.
Sandy was a song and dance man. He was meant to be performing. Sure Glee club wasn't the greatest outlet but it was something, something Sandy truly enjoyed. If it wasn't for that nosy little snitch Rachel Berry Sandy would still be at William McKinley High doing a job he loved instead of searching for a new one in the hot autumn heat.
Nowadays the only creative out let Sandy had was writing Desperate Housewives fanfiction. Desperate Housewives was Sandy's favorite show. In some strange way Sandy could relate to the desperation the la
Ship: Rachel/Tina
Summary: Tina finds out Rachel is cheating.
The air was chilled in Rachel's bedroom. Tina was shivering even with the thick comforter and Rachel's warm body pressed against her backside. Mr. Berry always had the air conditioning set as low as it could go, he said it helped with his asthma. Tina clad only in a tank top and her underwear, she felt her teeth start to chatter as the AC kicked again.
"Rach?" She shook the half-sleeping girls arm. "Rachel I'm frfreezing."
The brunette moved closer and tightened her grip on the other girl "Better?" She mumbled into her hair.
Tina laid still for a moment trying to soak up the heat Rachel was giving off but it wasn't working. She could not understand how Rachel was warm when it was so cold. "Nnno. Cccould I bborrow a sweaterr?"
A sound came from the slumbering girl that sounded somewhat like a yes so Tina tried gently got out of the bed, looking back to make sure she hadn't woken the other girl. She sucked her breath in hard when her body met the air outside of the covers. She wrapped her arms around herself as she made her way over to the closet.
She turned the doorknob slowly and opened the door switching on the light switch. Tina had never seen the inside of her girlfriend's closet and she was a bit shocked to be met by so many sweaters. She knew the girl liked sweaters but she could never imagine someone owning quite so many. They were all neatly organized by color and style, with the vest in the front and the thicker ones in the back. Tina was in aww by the sight wondering what the girl would think of her closet, with all the clothes of the hangers and in a heap on the floor. She ran her finger along them all trying to decided which one to choose. She was just about to pull out a green one with a barnyard scene on the front when she noticed a black jacket laying on the floor.
She bent over with the intention to hang it back up when she noticed just what the jacket was. It was the same black windbreaker all the Cheerios had, across the back in red thread it said William McKinley's Cheerios. Looking at the front side it was clear who the jacket belonged too.
Tina was confused. Why would Rachel have Quinn's jacket in her closet. When had Quinn been over to forget it. Tina doubted the cheerleader would have ever let someone she disliked so much borrow her jacket. As worry clouded Tina's mind she threw the jacket back in and closed the door. Forgetting all about the temperature she walked back over to the bed and sat down on the edge.
Tina and Rachel had been sneaking around for two months. Stolen kisses in between classes and weekly sleepovers with clueless parents. Tina knew Rachel's feeling weren't as strong as her own but she never thought she'd cheat. But now she wasn't sure. She wanted to wake the other girl and ask her how this piece of clothing found it's way into her closet. But she didn't. She sat on
Ship: Bree/Andrew
Summary: Strippers
Andrew Van De Kamp once again found himself breathing in the toxic air inside Topsy Turvey's strip club. The beer he had been nursing for twenty minutes was flat and tasted dirty, he was quite sure the glass hadn't been washed. Ian sat next to him watching the girls on stage. Andrew's eyes drifted up to the one who was swinging around the pole. It was not an arousing sight, to say the least. The whole scene was starting to grate.
"This place sucks."
"What are you talking about man?" Ian said without taking his eyes off the half naked women. "This place is great. There's tits and beer. What more could you want?"
"All these girls are the same."
Ship: Rachel/Quinn
Summary: Broken nose
The thick crimson blood pooled in her hands as she cupped them underneath her gushing nose. She hadn't seen it coming. She and the cheerleader had, had many fights in the past but they had never came to blows before. So when the blond's tight fist made contact with her face she hadn't really seen it coming. The wind was knocked out of her. The force of the hit had pushed her back making her lose her balance, she fell backwards onto the ground. There was an intense pain and then she felt the blood start to trickle down to her lips. She moved her hands up in a vain attempt to guard her new sweater from being ruined. She kept her eyes closed tight, tears still escaped and made their way down her redden cheeks.
The blond stood still, watching in horror as her impulsiveness made wreckage of the other girls face. "Oh my God." She said shakily. "Oh my God, Rachel." She bent down on her knees in front of the bleeding girl, placing her hand on her leg. "I didn't mean to do that. Are you okay."
The feel of the blond's touch had jumped started her system bring her back into the painful present. "Do I look okay?"
"No, no of course not. That was a stupid question." The blond bit down on her lip trying to think of something she could do. "Here take my jacket." She said undoing the knotted sleeves from her hips. Taking the black Cherrio's jacket holding it up.
The brunette finally opened her eyes to see the black fabric being held in front of her face. She took one of her hands away from her nose blood split down onto her skirt ran down her forearm. She was thankful in that moment that she wasn't squeamish around sticky cooper smelling stuff poring out of her. She punched the jacket up and used it replaced to other hand letting it soak up what her hands couldn't. "Thanks." She said her voiced muffled.
"Rachel I honestly didn't mean to do that." The Cheerleader said squeezing the brunette's thigh. She was scared. Scared she did permanent damage, she was afraid foolishness would affect the other girls singing. She'd never seen so much blood and it made her want to cry. "Rachel please I'm sorry."
"Okay it's alright." She said beginning to feel dizzy. "It's alright but I think I need to see the nurse quick, I think I'm going to throw up."
The blond shook her head and sprinted up onto her feet, bending down to help the girl up. Once she was standing the brunette leaned all her weight onto the other girl, laying her head on the blond's shoulder. "Come on I'll get you to the nurse." She said tightening her grip around the other's waist. "It'll be okay."