fic: Princess (4/?)
Title: Princess (4/?)
Author: awkwardllama
Rating: G
Word Count: 548
Pairing: Quinn/Santana
Disclaimer: I don't own anything but the story.
Summary: Response to the prompt king and queen at Glee Slash's Birthday Prompt Battle. AU. Princess Santana finds a match.
There’s too much light. Santana burrows herself further into the covers. She can hear a faint whining noise but she pushes it to the back of her mind. Suddenly the sheets are ripped from her body. “What the--?” Her voice is scratchy from sleep. She cracks one eye open and sees the faint outline of someone’s body blocking out the sunlight.
“Santana! Wake up! I’ve already been shouting at you for approximately five minutes!” Rachel stood with her hands on her hips. There was a familiar, stern look on her face. “We have to be at breakfast soon.”
Santana grumbled, pressing her face deeper into her pillow. She waved her hand in Rachel’s direction. “Ten more minutes.”
Rachel shifts to the right and the sun hits Santana full on. She groans when her eyelids don’t completely block out the sun’s rays. “Up! This is your own fault. If you hadn’t gone out on another one of your escapades last night you wouldn’t be so tired.”
Santana throws an arm over her eyes. “Yeah yeah. But it was totally worth it.” A smirk appears on her face.
It disappears when a pillow whacks her in the face. “You’re disgusting.”
Santana sits up, throwing the pillow back at Rachel. She grins when it makes contact. “Just admit it. You like it.”
Rachel shakes her head with a laugh. “I tolerate it. Get ready!” She backs out of the room shutting the door behind her.
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“So what’s on the agenda today?” Santana reclined backwards in her chair. All the plates have been cleared away and they all look towards Rachel expectantly.
She folds her hands in her lap. “Well I thought that Santana could give Quinn a tour of the castle while Noah and I survey the army.”
Santana straightens immediately. “What? Don’t you think we should all stay together? I thought you said the soldiers were dirty and uncivilized.” Her hands grip the end of the table as she frantically tries to get Rachel to change her plans.
Rachel scoffs, “I never said that. The soldiers are strong, admirable men.” She glanced quickly at Puck and blushed when she saw him looking at her.
Santana smiles apologetically as she pulls Rachel away from the table. She whispers, “I see what you’re doing Berry and it won’t work! Quinn and I wouldn’t work!”
Rachel bats her lashes innocently. “I have no idea what you’re talking about Santana. I just thought it would be in our best interests if you and Quinn were better acquainted. After all, if our kingdoms are going to be allies, then their two prospective rulers should be friends.” She smiles triumphantly when Santana nods in acquiescence.
“Fine but watch out for Puckerman. He’s a player, I would know.”
Rachel looks offended. “I can take care of myself Santana Lopez!”
Santana sighed. “I know Rache but guys like him can be sneaky.” She looks over at Puck and Quinn whispering to each other. “Just be careful okay?”
Rachel smiles at her and presses a quick kiss to her cheek. “Okay. For you.” She laughs when she sees Santana wiping her cheek with the back of her hand. She leads them back to the table. “Are these arrangements okay?”
Quinn looked at Santana as she responded, “Perfect.”
Author: awkwardllama
Rating: G
Word Count: 548
Pairing: Quinn/Santana
Disclaimer: I don't own anything but the story.
Summary: Response to the prompt king and queen at Glee Slash's Birthday Prompt Battle. AU. Princess Santana finds a match.
There’s too much light. Santana burrows herself further into the covers. She can hear a faint whining noise but she pushes it to the back of her mind. Suddenly the sheets are ripped from her body. “What the--?” Her voice is scratchy from sleep. She cracks one eye open and sees the faint outline of someone’s body blocking out the sunlight.
“Santana! Wake up! I’ve already been shouting at you for approximately five minutes!” Rachel stood with her hands on her hips. There was a familiar, stern look on her face. “We have to be at breakfast soon.”
Santana grumbled, pressing her face deeper into her pillow. She waved her hand in Rachel’s direction. “Ten more minutes.”
Rachel shifts to the right and the sun hits Santana full on. She groans when her eyelids don’t completely block out the sun’s rays. “Up! This is your own fault. If you hadn’t gone out on another one of your escapades last night you wouldn’t be so tired.”
Santana throws an arm over her eyes. “Yeah yeah. But it was totally worth it.” A smirk appears on her face.
It disappears when a pillow whacks her in the face. “You’re disgusting.”
Santana sits up, throwing the pillow back at Rachel. She grins when it makes contact. “Just admit it. You like it.”
Rachel shakes her head with a laugh. “I tolerate it. Get ready!” She backs out of the room shutting the door behind her.
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“So what’s on the agenda today?” Santana reclined backwards in her chair. All the plates have been cleared away and they all look towards Rachel expectantly.
She folds her hands in her lap. “Well I thought that Santana could give Quinn a tour of the castle while Noah and I survey the army.”
Santana straightens immediately. “What? Don’t you think we should all stay together? I thought you said the soldiers were dirty and uncivilized.” Her hands grip the end of the table as she frantically tries to get Rachel to change her plans.
Rachel scoffs, “I never said that. The soldiers are strong, admirable men.” She glanced quickly at Puck and blushed when she saw him looking at her.
Santana smiles apologetically as she pulls Rachel away from the table. She whispers, “I see what you’re doing Berry and it won’t work! Quinn and I wouldn’t work!”
Rachel bats her lashes innocently. “I have no idea what you’re talking about Santana. I just thought it would be in our best interests if you and Quinn were better acquainted. After all, if our kingdoms are going to be allies, then their two prospective rulers should be friends.” She smiles triumphantly when Santana nods in acquiescence.
“Fine but watch out for Puckerman. He’s a player, I would know.”
Rachel looks offended. “I can take care of myself Santana Lopez!”
Santana sighed. “I know Rache but guys like him can be sneaky.” She looks over at Puck and Quinn whispering to each other. “Just be careful okay?”
Rachel smiles at her and presses a quick kiss to her cheek. “Okay. For you.” She laughs when she sees Santana wiping her cheek with the back of her hand. She leads them back to the table. “Are these arrangements okay?”
Quinn looked at Santana as she responded, “Perfect.”