Hello fellow Quinntana stans!
You know the drill. This is just a small fun Halloween story, peeking into one of the many dates of our two favorite people.
Hope you enjoy and as always please leave a review.
See you guys soon!
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"I swear to god Santana! If you scare me I will murder you and make it look like an accident!"
" You know what Fabray, if anyone else said that I would laugh but I have no doubt you would and actually get away with it but you promised so in we go!." Santana laughs, ushering her terrified girlfriend into the line.
"There's nothing in here that can physically harm us, right, sir?" Quinn whispers to the attendant who ignores the blonde and takes their tickets.
As they walk up the old creaky steps, the fog machine roars and the lights begin to strobe. The eerie music grows louder and louder the further into the house they venture. With various different scare jumps lurking around every corner, Quinn every so often tightens her grip on Santana's sweatshirt, refusing to look at any oncoming danger that may befall them.
"Q" Santana whispers "If you don't open your eyes you'll miss…"
Quinn cautiously opens one eye, wondering why her girlfriend disappeared. "I SWEAR TO GOOD SANTANAA!" Quinn whines, wrapping her arms around herself, taking a few steps trying to venture towards the next horror.
"Booooooo!" Santana yells and laughs, running around the corner and straight into her girlfriend's arms.
Quinn immediately pushes the girl away as Santana continues to hunch over with uncontrollable laughter. "Oh come on Q that shit was funny, admit it"
"I seriously hate you" Quinn crosses her arms and leaves Santana behind. After a few seconds Santana finally catches up and wraps her arms around the angry blonde.
"Aww I'm sooorrryyyyyy Q, I promise I won't do it again"
"You better not!" Quinn scolds, pulling her girlfriend's arms tighter around her.
After ten terrifying minutes of creepy clown laughs and tiny people dressed as zombies, the two finally reach the end of the haunted house. Quinn sighs in relief reaching for the doorknob when the door suddenly flies open and the girls are face to face with a crazied, bleeding, axe wielding murderer. With pure adrenaline now coursing furiously through her veins, she reacts almost too quickly. Quinn reaches back and immediately moves Santana in front of her, burying her face into the girl's back. The grip she has on the back of Santana's sweatshirt will definitely leave an indent.
"FUCK!!!!" Santana yells as the pair exit the house "What the hell Quinn!"
"Oh please. Don't tell me YOU were actually scared!" Quinn laughs, walking past her angry girlfriend before taking a seat on the bench. She notices Santana is still hunched over, her back now turned away
"San. You're not seriously mad at me, are you?"
Santana groans and stands, finally turning and Quinn's smile immediately fades "OH MY GOD SANTANA!"
Quinn rushes to the girl's aid, pulling her girlfriend to sit, before running off.
Santana huffs, leaning her head back against the bench. "If that moron ruined this perfect face, he's dead" She winces, her face still throbbing. After a few short minutes, Quinn comes rushing back.
"Santana. I'm so incredibly sorry. I didn't know they could do that. Are you okay? Please tell me you're okay. I'm so sorry…." Quinn repeats her mantra, gently applying pressure to Santana's busted lip. "Why are you looking at me like that, Santana?"
Santana laughs and slowly removes the wad of paper towels from her face
"I can not believe you seriously used me as your human shield, Fabray"
Quinn laughs, tracing her finger over the girl's lip "Could you imagine the headlines? Head cheerleader viciously chopped up and murdered in a children's haunted house? My life was on the line Lopez, it was you or me"
"Woooow" Santana laughs, pushing the girl's shoulder "The headlines, really Quinn? I know Lima is a small town and all but fuck that's the funniest shit ever. And it's you or me? damn that's cold, even for you. I'm your girlfriend if I'm not safe, who is?"
Quinn moves to straddle the bench, shifting her body to face her injured girlfriend. Her eyes never leaving the girl's lips as she inches closer, voice softening,
"How can I possibly make it up to you?"
Santana smirks, leaning in "Hmm, I'm sure I can think of a few ways but let's start here"
Quinn nods, smiling and closes the distance, gently placing her lips onto her girlfriends
"Better?" Quinn husks against the girl's lips
Santana shakes her head and leans back in "Not even close Fabray. I could have died in there, defending your honor. Imagine the headlines"
"Asshole" Quinn laughs, closing the distance once more.
"Yeah but you like this asshole so" Santana moves to deepen the kiss causing Quinn to laugh, pushing the girl back
"Okay casanova, that's all you get...For now"
"I'm holding you to that Q" Santana quickly steals one more kiss before standing "Okay, Where to next?"
"Somewhere we both enjoy and no one will get hurt, come on" Quinn smiles and pulls the girl towards the cotton candy stand.