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Chapter Title: Opening Night
Disclaimer: Fox owns the Glee money making machine and RBI came up with the original show idea. Still not mine.
Pairing/Characters: Quinn/Rachel, Santana/Brittany, others mentioned.
When/Where: AU. Broadway. Opening night.
Note: I've never been to an opening night for a show on Broadway so... don't expect it to be like this if you ever go.
Word Count: 1,188 (2 of ?)

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Disclaimer: Fox owns the Glee money making machine and RBI came up with the original show idea. Still not mine.
Pairing/Character: Quinn, Santana, Brittany
When/Where: AU. Between parts 96 and 98
Quick Note: Just an extra bit.
Word Count: 200 (Double Drabble ) (Outtakes: 2 of 2 )


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Disclaimer: Fox owns the Glee money making machine and RBI came up with the original show idea. Still not mine.
Pairing/Character: Quinn, Santana
When/Where: AU.
Word Count: 200 (Double Drabble ) ( 79 of 100 )

"You taught Rachel "Gun Control" Berry how to shoot a pistol?" Santana said, laughing so hard she dropped her phone. Twice.

"She needed to be comfortable with guns," Quinn said defensively.

"This is Berry we're talking about," Santana said, after getting her laughter under control. "So, must be for a role."

"Yes."

"Pictures?" Santana asked.

"Possibly," Quinn said.

"Well?"

"Well what?" Quinn asked.

"What's she trying out for?"

"I don't think I'll tell you now," Quinn said.

"Bitch!" Santana muttered.

"Been there, got the T-shirt," Quinn said.

"You're going to make me beg, aren't you," Santana said.

"No, that's Brittany's job," Quinn said.

"Clever," she said, using her 'You better not be making fun of Brit' voice. "But you know you're going to tell me anyway."

"Really?"

"You called me," Santana said. "So give."

"City Guns," Quinn said.

"I don't believe it,"Santana said. "What's she trying out for - second cop from the left at a crime scene?"

"No, she said it was villain of the week," Quinn said. "And, no, she hasn't gotten it yet so I can't tell you when it's on."

"Huh," Santana said. "Badass Berry."

"You can't tell anyone," Quinn said.

"Me? I'm not Hummel."

Satan Says

Feb. 4th, 2012 02:12 pm
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Disclaimer: Fox owns the Glee money making machine and RBI came up with the original idea. Not mine.
Pairing/Character:Brittany, Quinn, Santana
When/Where: AU.
Word Count: 200 (Double Drabble ) ( 57 of 100 )

"When are you coming to Vegas next?" Santana asked.

"Didn't know I was invited," Quinn said.

"Any time you get tired of being a pressed lemon," Santana said, "Britts and I can set you up. Some of the best skittles in Vegas pass through here."

"We've had this talk," Quinn said. "I'm not gay."

"That's not what Britt says," Santana said. "And who knows you better? My Britt or you?"

Quinn shook her head, knowing it was a battle she wouldn't win. "Some of us work for a living and can't take off to Vegas on a whim."

"Lame," Santana said. "You need better material, chica. Even Berry can do better than that."

"I'm doing just fine, thanks." Quinn said.

"Does Berry know about your little bunny fest?" Santana asked.

"Yes," Quinn said. "One of her fans saw us together and told her."

"I bet it made her hot!" Santana said.

"She's not gay either, San," Quinn said, knowing better than to mention Rachel's thoughts on the subject.

Before Santana could respond, a pair of arms wrapped themselves around her and a head appeared on her shoulder on Quinn's screen.

"Hey Q'bear!" Brittany said, smiling broadly.

"Hey Britt," Quinn said.

A Night In

Feb. 4th, 2012 02:01 pm
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Disclaimer: Fox owns the Glee money making machine and RBI came up with the original idea. Not mine.
Pairing/Character:Quinn, Rachel, Kurt, Santana
When/Where: AU.
Word Count: 200 (Double Drabble ) ( 56 of 100 )

"Are you sure you don't want to come with us?" Rachel asked, poking her head into the living room.

"No, I think I'll have an early night," Quinn said. "Go have fun."

"Yes, ma'am!" Rachel said, saluting her and giggling.

"Rachel!" Kurt yelled from the door."

"Oops. Gotta go," she said, waving at Quinn before leaving.

Quinn gave them five minutes before pulling up Skype on her iPad, hoping she'd catch Santana in her office.

"Hey Luce," Santana said. "Wassup Doc?"

"San!" Quinn said, grumbling at the greeting.

"It's not Brit's birthday, so what's got your bunny ass in a twist?" Santana asked.

"I can call for other reasons," Quinn protested.

"So says you. Well?"

"This!" Quinn said, dropping a link to the Lucy Cue blog post in the chat box.

"Pregnant girlfriend? You're just full of unexplored depths Fabray," Santana said.

"Not that," Quinn said. "That was Tina."

"Stutters is pregnant?"

"Not the point," Quinn said. "Kurt wants to meet Lucy!"

"And?" Santana asked.

"I don't like it!"

"And who told you keeping your bunny ears a secret from all the Gleeks was impossible?" Santana asked.

"You," Quinn muttered.

"I didn't hear that," Santana said, smirking.

"You!" Quinn shouted.

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