The Beat Goes On
Rachel walked into the apartment and dropped her keys and bag on the table. As happy as she was that it was spring again, she was a little sad (and more than a little nervous) that she'd be graduating in two months. She sighed and headed into the kitchen for a snack. She jumped about a mile when she saw a man in there drinking milk out of the carton.
"ACK!" she yelled, dropping into self defense mode. She'd only been to three Ju Jitsu classes so far, but the guy was small enough that she could probably take him down. Or buy time until Santana got there.
The man had spilt milk on the floor in surprise. "Good to know those martial arts lessons I'm paying for are sticking with you, I guess."
Rachel straightened up and looked at him. Really looked at him. Her. "Santana?" she yelped.
"Come on, Rae. Tell me you didn't forget it was Drag Day!" she said with a smirk.
Rachel put a hand over her heart and took a deep breath. "Have you done this before? Because you totally had me convinced."
"Obviously. One hand was about to karate chop me and the other was going to punch me. We need to work on your form, Tiny."
"Shut up. I've only been to three classes." Rachel took a moment to look Santana over.
The older woman had on baggy jeans, and you could just see the band of her boxers underneath. She was also wearing a super tight tank top and a plaid shirt unbuttoned.
Rachel pouted. "No."
Santana quirked an eyebrow at her, smirk never leaving her face. "No, what?"
"I want your boobs back!"
Milk came out of Santana's nose and she doubled over laughing. "Oh my god, Rae. Okay, look, after the drag show, you can totally have the twins back."
"Good. Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm going to grab some hummus and carrot sticks, and recouperate from my heart attack by watching Game of Thrones."
"First, can we talk about the fact that you're eating hummus while watching one of the more gory shows on television? Second, you're a drama queen."
"I'm your drama queen," Rachel said, kissing Santana's cheek. "And stop drinking milk from the carton!"