Santa Claus Has Nothing To Do With It

[nicalyse]

Title: Santa Claus Has Nothing To Do With It
Chapter: 1/1
Pairing: Puck/Santana
Warning: Language.
Word Count: 2,750
Summary: "It's pronounced 'potato pancake,' you goy."
Disclaimer: Not mine.
A/N: Part of the Twelve 'Ships of Christmas. Title from The Latke Who Couldn't Stop Screaming: A Christmas Story by Lemony Snicket, which you should read.

Comments

[likebrightness]

When Santana wakes Puck up one morning with her hand wrapped around his cock, whispering the words, "teach me how to be a Jew, Noah" in his ear, he's fucking confused.

Santana Lopez, who even are you? I love you.

So you give me all these "oh this is a fun nice story" feelings and then you end it with that fucking line that is just--MY HEART

[nicalyse]

I'm blaming it on pregnancy hormones.

Thanks for reading, doll.

[roncha78]

I feel like this story if basically how me and my future/hypothetical/haven't-even-met-him-yet husband are going to be, since I'm Jewish (Puck's kind of Jewish, actually) and I'm 99% sure he isn't going to be..

Great job, as always! Can't wait for the rest of the stories in this series.. :)

[nicalyse]

I'm so glad you liked the story! I feel like conversations like theirs probably happen a lot, really.

[cailet_06]

As someone who grew up actually as this (My dad is Jewish my mom is Mexican Catholic) I can relate to this fic. The holidays are awesome because I can get both latkes with apple sause and tamales. It was a unique childhood ;).

[nicalyse]

Mmm, tamales.

Sorry, there was a comment there. I just got distracted. :P

Thanks for reading, hon!

[sneaker328]

Love love love love love.

Hilarious and sweet and just freaking adorable. "Latkes and salsa" pretty sums it up. This story was just so them, and I laughed out loud when Santana pouted over the doughnuts.

[nicalyse]

♥

I'm glad you liked it!

[smc_27]

Oh. Well.

New OTP name. Latkes and Salsa.

(Also, I love you.)

[nicalyse]

Latkes and salsa. ♥

(Love you, bb.)