[Glee/Bishoujo Sailor Moon] It Explains the Razor-Blades
Title: It Explains the Razor-Blades
Author: svz_insanity
Fandom: Glee/Bishoujo Sailor Moon
Rating: PG-13
Spoilers: Up to "A Night of Neglect".
Characters/Pairings: Santana Lopez, Charity (Brittany's cat)
Word Count: Around 200
Summary: Santana moonlights as a Sailor Scout. Inspired by various tumblr posts. I also blame sotto_voice.
It Explains the Razor-Blades
The day she comes out to Brittany is also the same day when Brittany’s cat, Charity, follows her home from school and motherfucking starts talking.
Charity informs her that she’s a sailor scout whose mission is to protect the the Moon Princess.
“Your Cheerios training comes in handy,” Charity comments blandly after Santana was done freaking out and is now distracted by the magical transformation brooch Charity gave her. “Think about hiding razor-blades in your hair.”
“S’not even my real hair,” Santana replies absently, turning the brooch over. “Hmm, kind of tacky-looking, but I’ll deal. I like jewelry.”
Charity eyes Santana uneasily. She says the next part quickly, as though she's afraid that Santana would change her mind. “If you like that so much, I can also get you a magical disguise pen.”
“Really?” Santana is intrigued. “Like, costumes and all that shit?”
“Kind of - “
“Damn, okay. This is like being a Slayer only with a skimpier outfit.”
Life has been boring without the Cheerios. Santana figures that this Sailor Scout thing would be good distraction.
It'll give her a good work out, at the very least. There's no way she's going to let her abs get flabby like Quinn.
Now to add ‘find the fucking Moon Princess’ to her To Do list.
Author: svz_insanity
Fandom: Glee/Bishoujo Sailor Moon
Rating: PG-13
Spoilers: Up to "A Night of Neglect".
Characters/Pairings: Santana Lopez, Charity (Brittany's cat)
Word Count: Around 200
Summary: Santana moonlights as a Sailor Scout. Inspired by various tumblr posts. I also blame sotto_voice.
It Explains the Razor-Blades
The day she comes out to Brittany is also the same day when Brittany’s cat, Charity, follows her home from school and motherfucking starts talking.
Charity informs her that she’s a sailor scout whose mission is to protect the the Moon Princess.
“Your Cheerios training comes in handy,” Charity comments blandly after Santana was done freaking out and is now distracted by the magical transformation brooch Charity gave her. “Think about hiding razor-blades in your hair.”
“S’not even my real hair,” Santana replies absently, turning the brooch over. “Hmm, kind of tacky-looking, but I’ll deal. I like jewelry.”
Charity eyes Santana uneasily. She says the next part quickly, as though she's afraid that Santana would change her mind. “If you like that so much, I can also get you a magical disguise pen.”
“Really?” Santana is intrigued. “Like, costumes and all that shit?”
“Kind of - “
“Damn, okay. This is like being a Slayer only with a skimpier outfit.”
Life has been boring without the Cheerios. Santana figures that this Sailor Scout thing would be good distraction.
It'll give her a good work out, at the very least. There's no way she's going to let her abs get flabby like Quinn.
Now to add ‘find the fucking Moon Princess’ to her To Do list.