Fic: Day of Silence, Santana
Prompt: Kurt gets the Glee club to participate [in Day of Silence]. Day of Silence, for those unaware, students going all day without speaking to memoralize/draw attention to others in the past who have been bullied, judged for their sexuality, or generally never had their voices heard. Would love to see how the gleekers are affected by the experience.
Genre: friendship
Rating: T
Disclaimer: Not mine!
Enjoy!
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Santana thought this was a really stupid idea.
When Mr. Schue told them just what he wanted them to do, Santana rolled her eyes and crossed her arms, a sour expression locked on her face. She exchanged an exasperated look with Puck, trying to ignore the puppy dog eyes Schue was giving the club.
But she was a team player, so she'd do it. If there was one thing she'd learned from being in glee club, it was how to be a team player and play by the rules. In Cheerios they didn't really have rules. Anyone could get kicked off at any moment, so they were always in constant competition with each other. Glee club was like a breath of fresh air, the way a team was supposed to be.
Besides, Santana liked Kurt. He got on well with Brittany and Santana liked everyone that got on well with Brittany. Lord knows the girl can get eccentric sometimes.
That didn't mean she was going to jump up and down and be all excited about keeping quiet all day, though. She still thought it was a stupid idea. What point does being quiet make?
It was kind of ironic that she spent most of the day shushing Brittany.
Brittany loved talking to people and Santana loved gossiping about people, so the two of them could talk all day long if nobody interrupted them. They normally whispered to each other during class and texted each other under the table once their teachers started giving them warning looks. Their friendship had been built on their conversations. After all, who else can Brittany go to when she wants to talk about polka-dotted hair bows or her pet duck "Ballad" or whether Mr. Schue would let them have an end-of-year glee tea party? Anyone else would just laugh at her.
She felt kind of bad, shushing her best friend all day long. Brittany obviously didn't understand that they were supposed to keep completely quiet, so she kept looking sadder and sadder as the day went on. Santana pulled Matt aside to explain it to her, and even though Brittany nodded and smiled, she still tried to whisper to Santana not five minutes later.
Finally fed up of the puppy dog eyes that Brittany and Schue both seemed to have down, Santana slipped Brittany a note telling her that she had a sore throat and had lost her voice. Brittany's eyes widened and she made one of those little sympathetic noises that was just so her. Santana grinned and shrugged, putting a finger to her lips. Brittany nodded, thinking she had finally found out why her best friend wasn't talking to her.
Brittany didn't say anything until lunch. Practically beaming, she sat at her usual spot at Santana's side, pushing a tray towards her. There was a bowl of soup and a bottle of water on it, and when Santana looked at her with a raised eyebrow, she whispered, "To make your throat all better."
That got a real, genuine smile. Normally the two girls would just be drinking down whatever liquid meal Coach Sylvester had assigned them that week, but Brittany was holding both of their water bottles, Santana noticed, most likely so she would eat what was in front of her and not upchuck it later. Brittany really was good at taking care of people. She may not know the square root of four and sometimes she might spell her name wrong, but she was going to make a really great mother some day.
So Santana ate all the soup and drank all the water and Brittany went with her to the bathroom afterwards because a meal like that makes you have to pee really badly. And even though Santana hadn't drunk a vomiting agent and wasn't puking her lunch back up, Brittany still smoothed back her hair and gave her a pat on the back.
And that was when Santana realized just why they were doing this and why it wasn't a stupid idea.
She was a realist. There was no way she and Brittany were going to have any sort of future together romantically, and sometimes she wasn't sure she wanted that type of future with her. Sure, they had fooled around enough to know that neither one of them was arrow-straight, but that wasn't the kind of life for either one of them. Brittany was going to wise up someday and find a man who respected her and loved her and they would get married and have five kids and a dog. It would be just like those Disney movies Brittany loved so much.
But until that happened, they had each other. They were best friends who may or may not make out on occasion, and they should be able to do whatever they wanted without turning heads. Day of Silence wasn't just for people like Kurt or like Rachel's dads, it was for people like them who wanted to look back on what they had done and not be ashamed of it.
She smiled over at Brittany, linking pinkies with the other girl and walking to class feeling much happier than she had that morning.
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Artie | Brittany | Finn | Jesse | Matt | Mercedes | Mike | Puck | Quinn | Rachel | Tina | Will | Kurt (1) (2)
Genre: friendship
Rating: T
Disclaimer: Not mine!
Enjoy!
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Santana thought this was a really stupid idea.
When Mr. Schue told them just what he wanted them to do, Santana rolled her eyes and crossed her arms, a sour expression locked on her face. She exchanged an exasperated look with Puck, trying to ignore the puppy dog eyes Schue was giving the club.
But she was a team player, so she'd do it. If there was one thing she'd learned from being in glee club, it was how to be a team player and play by the rules. In Cheerios they didn't really have rules. Anyone could get kicked off at any moment, so they were always in constant competition with each other. Glee club was like a breath of fresh air, the way a team was supposed to be.
Besides, Santana liked Kurt. He got on well with Brittany and Santana liked everyone that got on well with Brittany. Lord knows the girl can get eccentric sometimes.
That didn't mean she was going to jump up and down and be all excited about keeping quiet all day, though. She still thought it was a stupid idea. What point does being quiet make?
It was kind of ironic that she spent most of the day shushing Brittany.
Brittany loved talking to people and Santana loved gossiping about people, so the two of them could talk all day long if nobody interrupted them. They normally whispered to each other during class and texted each other under the table once their teachers started giving them warning looks. Their friendship had been built on their conversations. After all, who else can Brittany go to when she wants to talk about polka-dotted hair bows or her pet duck "Ballad" or whether Mr. Schue would let them have an end-of-year glee tea party? Anyone else would just laugh at her.
She felt kind of bad, shushing her best friend all day long. Brittany obviously didn't understand that they were supposed to keep completely quiet, so she kept looking sadder and sadder as the day went on. Santana pulled Matt aside to explain it to her, and even though Brittany nodded and smiled, she still tried to whisper to Santana not five minutes later.
Finally fed up of the puppy dog eyes that Brittany and Schue both seemed to have down, Santana slipped Brittany a note telling her that she had a sore throat and had lost her voice. Brittany's eyes widened and she made one of those little sympathetic noises that was just so her. Santana grinned and shrugged, putting a finger to her lips. Brittany nodded, thinking she had finally found out why her best friend wasn't talking to her.
Brittany didn't say anything until lunch. Practically beaming, she sat at her usual spot at Santana's side, pushing a tray towards her. There was a bowl of soup and a bottle of water on it, and when Santana looked at her with a raised eyebrow, she whispered, "To make your throat all better."
That got a real, genuine smile. Normally the two girls would just be drinking down whatever liquid meal Coach Sylvester had assigned them that week, but Brittany was holding both of their water bottles, Santana noticed, most likely so she would eat what was in front of her and not upchuck it later. Brittany really was good at taking care of people. She may not know the square root of four and sometimes she might spell her name wrong, but she was going to make a really great mother some day.
So Santana ate all the soup and drank all the water and Brittany went with her to the bathroom afterwards because a meal like that makes you have to pee really badly. And even though Santana hadn't drunk a vomiting agent and wasn't puking her lunch back up, Brittany still smoothed back her hair and gave her a pat on the back.
And that was when Santana realized just why they were doing this and why it wasn't a stupid idea.
She was a realist. There was no way she and Brittany were going to have any sort of future together romantically, and sometimes she wasn't sure she wanted that type of future with her. Sure, they had fooled around enough to know that neither one of them was arrow-straight, but that wasn't the kind of life for either one of them. Brittany was going to wise up someday and find a man who respected her and loved her and they would get married and have five kids and a dog. It would be just like those Disney movies Brittany loved so much.
But until that happened, they had each other. They were best friends who may or may not make out on occasion, and they should be able to do whatever they wanted without turning heads. Day of Silence wasn't just for people like Kurt or like Rachel's dads, it was for people like them who wanted to look back on what they had done and not be ashamed of it.
She smiled over at Brittany, linking pinkies with the other girl and walking to class feeling much happier than she had that morning.
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Artie | Brittany | Finn | Jesse | Matt | Mercedes | Mike | Puck | Quinn | Rachel | Tina | Will | Kurt (1) (2)