Because the one at puckrachel has been so much fun I thought maybe a Santana centric one would be even better. (Mods if this isn't allowed I apologize in advance)
Filled: Santana Gets Slushied [1/1]gwendy1March 6 2011, 04:29:08 UTC
Quinn is bitter. Bitter enough to elbow Santana into the path of a nearby slushie attack and continue her swift stride through halls, not even pausing in her step.
"Hey!" Sam called out, indignant. "What the hell? Leave Santana out of th--," but Quinn was already turning the corner. He sighs and turns back to Santana. "Here, let me help you," he reaches out to Santana, planning to lead her to the restrooms. He knows how much a slushie to the face can mess with your eyesight.
Santana is furious. She knocks his hand away and glares resolutely down the hall. "Put your shiny armor away. I'm no damsel in distress and I don't need you to save me." The red icy slush slides down her face and drips onto the floor; the jock has long since scurried off. She latches onto the nerd at the next locker - the one who's still shocked at being saved from the slushie she just intercepted. "You! Take me to the girl's room. Now!The nerd is quick to close his gaping mouth and lead her away
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Filled: Roadside Assistancesnoozin81March 6 2011, 02:12:14 UTC
She’s running late and her father’s going to kill her if she doesn’t make this meeting on time. It’s only her future at stake, her entire dream of attending UCLA law school and becoming the next Shapiro. It figures her car would choose now to break down, stranding her on the side of the highway. Luckily, her triple A offers free towing. She’s surprised when Kurt slides down from the cab in a pair of grease stained coveralls.
“Hetero-chic does nothing for you Hummel,” she points out flicking the collar of his grey smock.
“Yes, well, tuition at Dalton isn’t cheap so I offered to help out while our tow truck driver undergoes surgery on his knee. Definitely not the most glamorous job but it beats changing oil.”
She laughs as he sets about getting her car onto the truck bed. “Somehow I just can’t picture you as a grease monkey.”
Filled: Complicatedsnoozin81March 6 2011, 06:21:02 UTC
He marries some snotty bitch he meets in New York after things with Rachel don’t work out and she dislikes the woman on principle because she’s blonde and acts an awful lot like Quinn. She tells him that too, says he’s a fucking idiot and that if he wanted to marry Q he should have done it in high school when they could have used their kid as an excuse.
He gets pissed, tells her to fuck off, and storms out of the bar they’re having drinks at, she thinks he learned that move from Rachel. She waits fifteen minutes and then follows.
He’s leaning against the side of his pickup truck, hands shoved deep into his pockets, legs crossed at the ankles. Fuck, he’s still sexy as hell
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"Hey!" Sam called out, indignant. "What the hell? Leave Santana out of th--," but Quinn was already turning the corner. He sighs and turns back to Santana. "Here, let me help you," he reaches out to Santana, planning to lead her to the restrooms. He knows how much a slushie to the face can mess with your eyesight.
Santana is furious. She knocks his hand away and glares resolutely down the hall. "Put your shiny armor away. I'm no damsel in distress and I don't need you to save me." The red icy slush slides down her face and drips onto the floor; the jock has long since scurried off. She latches onto the nerd at the next locker - the one who's still shocked at being saved from the slushie she just intercepted. "You! Take me to the girl's room. Now!The nerd is quick to close his gaping mouth and lead her away ( ... )
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lol...Santana!
This was better than I hoped and hilarious. Thank you so much for the fill.
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“Hetero-chic does nothing for you Hummel,” she points out flicking the collar of his grey smock.
“Yes, well, tuition at Dalton isn’t cheap so I offered to help out while our tow truck driver undergoes surgery on his knee. Definitely not the most glamorous job but it beats changing oil.”
She laughs as he sets about getting her car onto the truck bed. “Somehow I just can’t picture you as a grease monkey.”
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Also, lawyer!Santana <- ♥_♥
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lawyer!Santana is kind of my head canon.
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He gets pissed, tells her to fuck off, and storms out of the bar they’re having drinks at, she thinks he learned that move from Rachel. She waits fifteen minutes and then follows.
He’s leaning against the side of his pickup truck, hands shoved deep into his pockets, legs crossed at the ankles. Fuck, he’s still sexy as hell ( ... )
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This is incred. Puck married to some random Quinn clone is like, a nightmare come to life, and Santana doesn't approve.
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I could ask you the same questions. Seriously, you're like my shipper twin and it's the best thing ever. Glad you liked this.
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