Quinn and Rachel are playing Minecraft. Nuff said. One-shot. Glee characters belong to their owners. Minecraft belongs to Notch.
"Sssssss."
"SHIT! RUN RACH! RUN!"
"Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god." Rachel chanted with quickening breath as she manoeuvred her pixel character away from the approaching creeper.
She had managed to escape the army of zombies and skeletons from that dungeon, escaping with plenty of loot, but a stray creeper from the spawn box had appeared and was determined to crater Rachel into the virtual earth. Rachel's armour had been depleted from her last fight, and she was sitting on her last heart of health so instead of risking a fight with the infamous creature, she turned tail and ran.
"Go! Go! Go! Up that mountain, I've got an idea!" Quinn advised, giving Rachel's shoulder an encouraging squeeze.
Quinn, having introduced Rachel to the game of Minecraft just a few hours ago was watching over her shoulder the whole time, giving her as much direction needed. She tended to get a bit carried away with the drama of the game, but Rachel encouraged it, especially when it turned to night and she was threatening to take away all sexual privileges for her girlfriend if Quinn didn't stay with her. Quinn, of course, obliged with no argument. For some reason that Quinn didn't know or wanted to change, she thought Rachel was sexy when she played computer games. First introducing her to Oblivion and then Pokémon, Quinn noticed how it turned her on. And she thought introducing her to the awesomeness of Minecraft would for fill many sexy fantasies for days to come.
Rachel poked her tongue out in concentration as she brought her character to the very edge of the cliff, with the green creeper hissing very close behind. A couple of empty blocks in front of her were where another mountain began. Between them below, was a hundred block drop that would result in an instant death.
"Rachel, I need you to jump."
"But it's a long drop! If I miss, I will die!" Rachel cried with wide eyes. "And it will take me a considerable length of time to find my loot again!"
"I know, I know! But you have got to trust me!" Quinn answered with determination.
"Sssssss."
"CRAP! JUST DO IT!"
With a squeal and a leap of faith, Rachel charged forward and pressed the space bar. Her character suspended into the air, and landed safely on the other side. Rachel panned the camera behind her just in time to see the hissing creeper fall off the cliff and disappear in its death.
"Rachel, you did it!" Quinn bounced with excitement and wrapped her arms around her girlfriend's neck.
"Oh thank Barbra!" Rachel laughed with relief. Even though the creeper was dead, she threw blocks of sand from her inventory below. "Take that! These diamonds are mine, you pixel bastard!"
Quinn's smile took a different turn when she looked down from her vantage point and could see plenty of her girlfriend's cleavage. She grinned slyly.
"...that's a very nice everything you have there." Quinn husked, looking at Rachel with her rapidly darkening eyes hooded "It'd be a shame if something happened to it?"
Rachel quickly got the cleverly hidden innuendo and gave Quinn a flirtatious smile of her own "No, I don't think I would terribly mind if something happened." Quinn began to nuzzle her neck and let her fingers wander.
"But first I need to manufacture a jukebox with my newly acquired diamonds!" Rachel announced cheerfully and began crafting away without noticing her girlfriends dejected face.
'Well, fudge...' Quinn pouted, crossing her arms in annoyance.
Next time a creeper is stalking Rachel, Quinn's gonna let it blow up everything.
Then again, Quinn has yet to introduce her girlfriend to Nazi zombies...maybe there is hope yet.