A/N: ;) Part 2. School Fair
Summary: Spencer shows she can give Hanna cliched love scenes, even as a ghost. The girl's are at their usual teasing with each other, but what happens when Hanna goes too far?
"How did you not freak out on there without your glasses?" The blonde questions, having just watched her girlfriend, Emily, and Alison get off the ferris wheel for their second time.
Spencer always insisted wearing her glasses when she was up somewhere high, regardless of contacts— apparently it was for "self-assurance".
The older girl smiles over at her, and instead of answering-she quickly takes the blonde's hand to drag her along. "I don't know, let's find out."
Hanna's eyes go wide. "Woah! No,no,no,no, no." She makes them stop moving. "H*ll no, Spence."
"What? C'mon, Han." Spencer gestures at the tall ferris wheel behind them, that Hanna couldn't help but dramatically think would be the death of her. "I'm telling you, you're the one that needs to loosen up this time." The brunette adds on a cute pout. "Please?"
"No way, Spence." Hanna wasn't falling for it, while taking her hand from the girl. "You know I hate those things. I'll spew my guts the first chance I get."
Spencer only pouts harder, taking the blonde's hand once more.
Sighing, Hanna looks around her to see that no one was watching them and reaches out her free hand to softly pat on her girlfriend's cheek. "Uh uh, not gonna happen. Sorry, baby." She attempts to drag hand away again— but this time the brunette holds on to it firmly.
"Pleasssee, Han. Roller coasters aren't exactly my thing either, but I've rode with all the other girls before and-"
"And, do you not remember the last time I was on one?" The blonde cuts her off, eyebrows raised. "Spence, I rode with you and Aria, and you were complaining about your hair smelling of vomit for a month."
Spencer scoffs. "That was different, we were like eight-"
"Ten."
"Doesn't matter."
Hanna gives the brunette a look.
Spencer stares back, she wasn't about to give up that easily. "...come on, babe. Please ride me."
"..."
The brunette instantly clamps her mouth shut, and had she not been a "ghost" she would be dark red at that moment. Crap
Hanna's eyebrows shoot up comically as a blush deeply brushes her own cheeks. Half of her wanted to laugh and tease and the other wanted to shy up. "I-Im sorry, Spence?" She blinks.
"U-uh-that wasn't-what..." Spencer internally groans. "I-I didn't mean to say that. I meant, with me. Would you ride with..." It came out weakly, and she closes her eyes.
"That's not really making things any better, Spence."
Spencer stands silently in her embarrassment for a couple of seconds. "I know." She murmurs.
Hanna's giggle breaks her silence.
The brunette slowly blinks open both eyes, caution written all over her features.
"Alright, fine. I'll go, only because of..." The blonde gestures amusingly."...well, that."
...
"I can't believe you almost persuaded me to ride that spinning death trap."
"Hanna-"
"No, no. I don't even want to hear it, Spencer." The blonde holds a hand up and 'shutters'.
"It was a little spider, Hanna." Spencer defends, as she watches her and Emily shoot mini water guns into a clown's mouth.
The couple had stood in the ferris wheel line for about ten minutes with every attention of riding it— up until Hanna just so happened to spot a particular insect in their cart.
...safe to say that was the end of it, and they resolved to playing booth games instead.
Though, Spencer couldn't play for obvious reasons— not that she minded, ghost or no ghost, hand-eye coordination wasn't her best asset.
"Yeah, yeah. Still, you know I hate those things too. You couldn't pay me to get on any of those rides now." The blonde then scoffs, not taking her eyes off of her target. "And to think you were going to 'set it free' before the ride attendant guy stepped in for us."
"Hanna, the thing deserved to live just as you and I." Spencer chuckles.
Hanna groans. "Oh god, Spencer the next thing I'll know you'll be outside people's houses hugging their trees."
Spencer smiled, playfully reaching over and pinching the girl's side causing her to jump.
And beside them, Emily didn't bother holding in her laughter this time...
*Ding, Ding Ding!*
...though it was just in time for her to momentarily take her eyes off her target and well-
"Yes! Suck it! In your face!" Her blonde friend begins jumping up and down, ignoring stares from those around her (as she always does) and grins as the guy behind the stand handed her over a small stuffed teddy bear with a bright yellow bowtie.
Emily scoffs. "Thanks a lot, Spence." She complains as Hanna continues to gloat.
Spencer rolls her eyes amusedly, no she hadn't did that on purpose— but now she really wishes she had.
"Why don't you try it?" The swimmer inquiries sharply.
And in return, Hanna gives her one of her usual 'are you dumb?" stares. "If you don't remember Em, Spence can't exactly play games unless she wants to be caught floating objects around."
"Oh, so I guess there won't be any cliche 'win a stuffed animal for your girlfriend' type moments tonight?"
Spencer kinda silently sulked. "Shut up, Em." She murmurs, truth was— she had actually dreamed about doing little things like that for the blonde, even before they were together.
Sighing, Hanna reaches her free hand over (that didn't have a vice grip on her stuffed bear) to rub down the brunette's arm. Which definitely looked weird to any passerbyers. "Don't worry about it, babe. I don't need some cliched love story." She assures as the three began to make their way to another booth of Emily's choice this time.
"Is just going behind the stand and taking a stuffed animal against the rules here?" Spencer muses, finger to chin.
Hanna raises her eyebrows, arms crossing. What is she up to...? "Only if you get caught." She answers slowly. "...why?"
They finally stop at a ballon dart booth.
Spencer pauses for a second, then grins down at the blonde and quickly kisses her on the lips before pulling away. "Em, distract this guy for me, yeah?"
And before either of the two could hinder her, the brunette was already climbing across the black table— seemingly forgetting she could just 'poof' onto the other side.
"Wh-Spencer!" Hanna whisper/yells, trying her best not to cause attention to them.
Meanwhile, a cute black and white 'Snoopy' 'floats' through the air behind the booth right behind the guy's back as Emily quickly distracts him with meaninglessness questions and Spencer makes her way back across— stuffed dog in hand.
Just as the man turns back around, Emily walks over and the three quickly make their way away from the booth before anyone noticed them.
Once they were far enough away and in a more secluded area, behind Hanna's booth, Spencer hands the medium-sized stuffed animal over to her beautiful girlfriend with a small smile. "For you, m'lady." She bows a bit.
The blonde grins back, partially shocked at the brunette's actions a few minutes ago, as was Emily who didn't find it hard to put the pieces together. "Thank you so much, you dork." She leans in and wraps her arms around the taller girl's neck. "I gotta say Spence, this whole ghost thing is making you slightly more attractive..."
Spencer's eyebrows raise at the girl's obvious leer. "Really, now?" She smirks.
"Mmhmm, that was so bada**."
"..."
"...could you guys please just-not?"
Hanna rolls her eyes, letting loose her grip on her girlfriend. "Emily...as much as I love you— sometimes, I hate you."
...
"Finally, we can go home."
The five girls head to their cars, a long walk from where they currently were, as they watch volunteers of the fair begin clean up of things.
Spencer notes Emily catching up to her, Hanna, and Aria— but with Alison on her arm...so far, none of them had mentioned it.
"Why are you guys-" Spencer turns towards her girlfriend after a second, only her and Em could hear her anyways. "Why are they...like that?" She inquires very blunt-like, eyebrows furrowed curiously.
Hanna outwardly sighs, and inwardly became amused. Spencer, of course, always the curious one
The blonde could see that Emily was trying her best not to glare over at the other brunette, and just shot her a look instead— something along the lines of 'shut your girlfriend up, or I'm going to kill her'.
She and Spence both had to be the worse at just bluntly blurting things out, didn't they? Thankfully, Alison couldn't hear her.
So she just grabs the ghost girl's hand in a firm grasp instead and squeezes. Sometimes you just gotta let things be, Spence...just let things be...
"...anyways, Em I don't even know why you came, because clearly you and Han are just here for the food."
The blonde tunes back into the conversation at exactly the wrong time and scoffs. "Um, excuse me?" She glances over at her blonde counterpart, officially offended at the comment. "That is so not true, just because Emily is currently gobbling down every last crumb of her food, doesn't mean I did the same."
Aria throws her head back in laughter and Spencer smirks.
Because well...it was true.
Even with Emily's non-stop eating, Hanna had totally been doing the same an hour ago.
"Ha-ha, very funny Han. Where were all these morals two hours ago?" The swimmer murmurs into her soft-warm pretzel and moaning. Alison blushes, clinging to the brunette's arm tighter. "You know, when you were kissing strangers for a dollar?"
Hanna glares, and Spencer winces— at Emily's words, and the fact that the blonde's grip was now tightening around her fingers. "Don't say it like I'm some prostitute Emily, I was forced into that. Anyways, who said I had any morals?"
Alison scoffs. "Well, do you?"
Spencer snorts, wrapping an arm over the blonde's shoulder instead (so that her hand wouldn't be crushed). This should be interesting...
"My girlfriend's a ghost, Ali. What do you think?"
...or not
Hanna had no idea she had just insulted Spencer.
But Emily, Aria, and Alison did. They stopped in their tracks.
And so did Spencer, causing the blonde to do so too.
"Woah, woah, wait. What does that mean?" The brunette's eyebrows furrow, hurtfully.
Hanna's eyes go a bit wide, not completely understanding her girlfriend's sudden hurt because of her. "Nothing, Spence. I just-"
"You just think that being with me is a chore, is that it?" Spencer slowly unwraps her arm from the shorter girl's shoulders and crosses her arms over her chest.
The blonde frowns, immediately feeling cold. "I-I didn't say that, Spencer!"
"Then what did you say, Hanna!?"
Emily, Aria, and Alison exchange worried glances.
"Well, I..."
"Exactly."
Emily chews down on her lower lip, deciding to step in. "Hey guys, maybe we shouldn't-"
Spencer begins to walk away.
Hanna's heart drops. "Where do you think you're going!?" She shouts from the few feet the brunette had already put between them.
"Away from you!" Spencer shouts back, not bothering to turn around and face her.
Crossing her arms over her own chest tightly, the blonde bites done hard on her lips before- "Well fine, go!" She shouts once more— and immediately regrets it, as Spencer does exactly what she suggested— and simply disappears into the night without so much as another word.
"..." There was silence.
And then-
"Argh!" Hanna yells angrily, frustrated with both her girlfriend and herself. She didn't care that she probably looked like the crazy girl talking to herself to the people around her. She didn't care that her friends were now looking at her with a mixture of confusion and pity. And she definitely didn't care that...the love of her life had just walked away from her in anger.
The blonde chokes on more than a few of her tears. Nope, definitely didn't care...
Knowing Spencer could hear her crying clearly, made her feel a bit better and so much worse all at the same time.
Truth be told, the ghost would explain later how much her insides and instincts were screaming and burning her up inside to turn back around and hold the smaller girl in her arms. She ignored them.
Hanna hears a soft sigh from beside her. "Han..." Aria places a comforting hand on her back as her friends come and surround her.
"I didn't mean it, I-I didn't mean it..." She continues to mumble, head down sadly.
Alison, Emily, and Aria all exchange looks— and not for the first time.
"Come on, Han...let's give her time to cool off and head home, sweetie..."