#15 - Christmas (Challenge #440), Glee/X-men Fusion, "The X-Mas Party"
Title: The X-mas Party
Author: Swan_Secrets
Prompt: #15 - Christmas (Challenge #440)
Fandom: Glee/X-men Fusion
Pairings: Quinn/Santana
Rating: PG-13
Word count: 250
Santana 'Wolverine' Logan closed her hand into a fist. From between her knuckles her shiny adamantium burst out with a snick. It hurt. It did every time, but she was used to it by now.
She ignored the knock at the door.
"I know you're there."
Santana retracted her claws, and continued ignoring Quinn Frost.
"Santana!"
Wolverine hissed, bounded to the door and threw it open. "What?" Her expression changed at the sight of Quinn.
She was in white, as usual, but way sexier than what she normally wore around Xavier High. Her skirt was short, her boots were high. Her top left her midriff bare and didn't cover up much of her chest either. The clothes and boots were edged with white faux-fur. Santana in her jeans and tank-top felt under-dressed.
"You're missing the party."
"Intentionally," Santana replied, trying not to ogle Quinn's body. "I hate Christmas."
"You should come."
"Why?"
"For me."
"For you?" Santana raised her eyebrows.
"For me," Quinn smiled. "I'm not blind you know and," she tapped the side of her head, "sometimes you think way too loud for me to ignore, like when I opened the door."
Santana hesitated, then she nodded. "Give me a few minutes."
"Sure," Quinn grinned. She leaned in and kissed Santana on the cheek then stepped back. "See you there."
Santana nodded again and closed the door, hoping she'd been quick enough to hide her blush. Now she had to decide what the hell she was going to wear.
Author: Swan_Secrets
Prompt: #15 - Christmas (Challenge #440)
Fandom: Glee/X-men Fusion
Pairings: Quinn/Santana
Rating: PG-13
Word count: 250
Santana 'Wolverine' Logan closed her hand into a fist. From between her knuckles her shiny adamantium burst out with a snick. It hurt. It did every time, but she was used to it by now.
She ignored the knock at the door.
"I know you're there."
Santana retracted her claws, and continued ignoring Quinn Frost.
"Santana!"
Wolverine hissed, bounded to the door and threw it open. "What?" Her expression changed at the sight of Quinn.
She was in white, as usual, but way sexier than what she normally wore around Xavier High. Her skirt was short, her boots were high. Her top left her midriff bare and didn't cover up much of her chest either. The clothes and boots were edged with white faux-fur. Santana in her jeans and tank-top felt under-dressed.
"You're missing the party."
"Intentionally," Santana replied, trying not to ogle Quinn's body. "I hate Christmas."
"You should come."
"Why?"
"For me."
"For you?" Santana raised her eyebrows.
"For me," Quinn smiled. "I'm not blind you know and," she tapped the side of her head, "sometimes you think way too loud for me to ignore, like when I opened the door."
Santana hesitated, then she nodded. "Give me a few minutes."
"Sure," Quinn grinned. She leaned in and kissed Santana on the cheek then stepped back. "See you there."
Santana nodded again and closed the door, hoping she'd been quick enough to hide her blush. Now she had to decide what the hell she was going to wear.