A/N.: The real chapter 21 is here yay! i'm still lazily reposting the previous chapters. ALSO! Hiram is a Jack Russell now. I changed that. so yes. I'll correct it on the previous chapters too. i just need to repost them... but uuuugh.
I'll do the same i did to this fic to the one i previously posted here. A Life I Don't Remember, which is a Mirandy fic. I just need to find it's original file... I also need a new computer... for games purposes, mostly. err...
I'll try to be more diligent from now on.
Please enjoy the chapter.
Chapter 21 – The measure of crazy
The house was full with her closest friends and colleagues. Tina was the only one who seemed to look and feel out of place. Although her boyfriend was a Jock she didn't seem to interact with the popular crowd much, keeping to her glee friends.
Rachel being the perfect hostess that she always tried to be brought them cookies and refreshments, making the whole thing rather pleasant.
"Now, before you go and call me crazy, let me point out a few things." Rachel began. "This city is weird, and everyone from here or from close by seem to be ignorant about it, with made me come to the conclusion that this place is cursed."
The three cheerleaders, who already had heard that part of Rachel's speech before, spent their time looking at their friends and observing their reaction. The only one who seemed to accept almost immediately the notion was Tina. But then… she was a sorceress. The boys, however, seemed a little wary.
"Why would someone curse our city?" Puck asks.
"I haven't stopped to think why yet. But I think it has to do with Santana's father." Rachel answers, but before she can keep talking she is interrupted by the gorgon.
"My papí!?" Santana exclaims, her eyebrow going up with surprise.
"Yeah, as Tina said once there was a wizard who had gone mad after being rejected and cursed them and a bunch of other people." Rachel explained all in one breath "Not exactly in these words however. But the fact doesn't change. I just think that instead of a bunch of other people, he cursed the city."
Noticing that the boys still seemed a little unsure Rachel started to relate many of the weird things that happened in the city and how different it was from the outside world. The curse also seemed to have a very strong protection over itself making it hard to be spotted. Rachel had a theory that she was able to spot it, even though she could remember times that she was probably victim of this protection device too, because of the estrangement that people had shown to her. For some reason they noticed what was weird and different to them when it came to her.
Maybe the curse was weakening, maybe something different from before may have happened. But she felt a great urge to break this curse or to at least understand it.
"Why are you so adamant to break this curse?" Mike asked. "I mean it's cool, but you sure are invested in it."
"It's just a feeling I have… there is also the fact that I seem to have caused a reaction that permitted people to register me outside of the reality imposed by the curse. And since I noticed it I feel like I should help breaking it." The kitty girl frowns letting herself be pulled into Quinn's lap.
"Say we believe in it… How could we help?" Sam asked rather eager to help
"I don't know exactly, but I think Coach Sylvester may be of help… I think she may be fruit of the curse too, and I think the fact that she never talked about it is because she thinks the same as I do…" Rachel answers, closing her eyes.
"And that would be?" Santana says with a deep frown.
It made sense if what Rachel said about humans not existing at all was truth. In fact, even them, had this notion that Sue Sylvester was an odd thing, but they didn't register her enough to make a big deal of it even though she was a rather strong presence.
"I think that there is a possibility that if the curse is broken she might stop existing." Rachel told them and for a moment everyone stayed quiet.
"You're saying that if we broke the curse we kill her!?" Puck asked in a surprisingly high pitched voice.
"Not kill, kill her, but something close to that. It may be as if she never existed at all… Or we may even remember her but she won't be 'here' anymore." Rachel tries to explain. "She may even become some sort of ghost… I don't know what would happen to her. But these are things that might happen."
"But isn't the Coach older than the curse?" Tina asked, turning to Santana, surprisingly.
"I don't know about coach… but gorgons have a rather long life. Papí was cursed around 40 years ago or more… I don't remember very well but it's a pretty old story." Santana responded with a deep frown.
"I think it doesn't mean much… I mean there are people older than the curse but they're still under the curse. I mean is there anything that shows Coach as a young girl? Like a proof of some sort… Other than her yelling that 'when she was younger she had it harder than us' during practice?" the small brunette points out making everyone quiet down again.
The silence she was met with was almost deafening. And the fact that all of them stared at her was really making her a little nervous and fidgety, which seemed to be also affecting Quinn, given where she was sitting at.
"Ok.. so you may have a point." Puck admits. "I mean, not because of this coach Sylvester thing, but in general you know… It makes sense. It's just crazy too."
In Rachel's opinion the afternoon was very productive. Noah wasn't as bad as she expected him to be and better yet. Quinn stayed after everyone went home.
"How long do we have?" Quinn asked seductively playing with the kitty's shirt.
"Long enough I think?" Rachel answered suddenly feeling overwhelmed by Quinn all over again.
Maybe it was her intonation, maybe it was the look in the lioness eyes... but as soon as their lips met Rachel was in her element again. They were soon in Rachel's room. Door locked just in case.
Quinn's actions started off as demanding, pushing the kitty girl to the bed, not letting their mouths leave one another. Rachel was accepting and eager pulling the lioness shirt trying to get the taller girl out of it.
Hands traveled, exploring what they once had already conquered, anew. Mouths followed soon after the hands. Quinn grabbed Rachel's tail by the base giving it a gentle tug almost undoing the girl who started to mew and purr in pleasure finally falling on the bed.
Their fall broke them temporarily apart, giving them time to actually shed their clothes aside. In face of their nakedness they let their eyes roam where their hands and mouth had been moments before.
The lioness stares down where their bodies connected and where she was straddling the kitten, before moving down and letting her mouth finish its exploration.
Their afternoon is filled with sighs and moans and they are left spent yet satiated.
Rachel is cuddling against Quinn's front when they're brought back from their little world. The tapping on the kitty's door is slightly insistent.
"Sweetheart, Quinn's mother is calling and asking about her." The Jack Russell's voice came from the other side of the door.
"Thanks, papa." Rachel answered, her voice slightly muted by the blonde's chest.
They heard the man going away after he asked for Quinn to talk to her mother and for them to come down soon for dinner.
Rachel still without moving gives a little lick to the blonde's breast catching her by surprise. Quinn moves to stop her but Rachel holds the taller girls hands briefly looking at her eyes asking for permission. When the blonde gives it Rachel is back to the lioness chest. Opening her mouth and taking one of the pink nipples that was right before her causing for the other girls to arch into her and moan in pleasure.
Rachel knew she shouldn't take long and that they shouldn't have started it right now. Because of that the brunette don't take long exploring the blonde's upper body quickly moving down and quickly and fully releasing the lioness from the tension she had created. Quinn comes with a growl, deep from her throat leaving Rachel more than a little worked up. But they knew… they should stop. They were already spent enough and there were things they should be doing. Yet Quinn excited her…
But because they knew they shouldn't go further right now, they only kissed. They cleaned themselves and they went to do what they were supposed to.
"Did you guys made use of the house Thursday?" someone asked from behind
"Yes. Plenty. My father even spent an entire can of air freshener on my room after." Rachel answers in a monotone voice, not bothering to stop.
"Won't you ever feel embarrassed about it? About being caught?" Santana complains.
"Maybe, when you actually catch us, but even then… I doubt." Rachel answered with a mischievous smile. "I'm not embarrassed about it. It's our nature. Our social norm it's how we handle ourselves."
"Are you implying that cats are totally sex crazed?" the gorgon asked with an impish grin
"No. We get worked up easily however… probably because of how our males or we would never want to mate with them." Rachel said in a pensive tone. "The fact the Quinn and I are most likely mates just intensify it I guess. And it's close to my season."
"Your fucking season?" the slightly taller girl asked making a face.
"Mating season would be a more appropriate way to call it." Rachel scolded. "Or heat… I really need to figure out what to do. They don't have any useful medicine here, and it's hard to order it by mail… because you know… drugs and all that."
"Oh, shit." Santana mumbled
By then they had already reached the cheerio's locker room. Unsurprisingly Quinn and Brittany were already there, together with another three cheerios. The lioness attention snapped immediately to Rachel a obvious hungry look in her eyes.
"Well it seems that you have more than a curse to worry about right now." Santana incited.
It doesn't take long for Sue Sylvester to notice that something wrong is happening with her cheerios. To begin, her head cheerleader was being hold back by three girls while some others seemed to also be in a fighting stance and to finish all that one of her girls had a bulge under her skirt that she desperately tried to hide.
"Quinn Fabray, Erin O'Donnell, Kerry Smith and Jennifer Spots. You better explain what's the meaning of all that!" the coach roared.
"I'm sorry, coach, I'm afraid it's my fault. Apparently I'm close to my season and I seem to be affecting the more sensitive to it." Rachel said from beside the woman startling her, but she knew well how to disguise it. "I believe that Erin and Kerry were challenging Quinn for the right to mate with me but she obviously won't let it. Jennifer is simply affected by the pheromones I guess."
"What are you bloddy animals?" The coach barked distressed at Rachel's face. "Urgh! Why my cheerio had a bulge in her pants!?"
"Yes." Rachel relented. "And she is a spotted hyena. They have a pseudo phallus." Rachel's blunt explanation made Jennifer blush even more, it wasn't a secret but some of the girls seemed rather surprised by it.
"First, you are going to my office and we will talk later." Sue said pointing to Rachel. "Becky stay with her and make sure she doesn't do anything and that no one attacks her or something." She then turned to the rest of the squad. "Spots, take care of it and stop embarrassing yourself and everyone else, for goddess sakes! Fabray you will do suicides until I tell you to stop. NOW!" She yells at the end making the girls bolt, both to do as the coach said. "O'Donnell you have a freaking boyfriend get your shit together. I shouldn't be caring about it. SMITH! Go get in the way of another person's practice! Don't think that all of you got off of today's practice, you will have it twice as hard later today. NOW START DOING WHAT YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO ACTUALY BE DOING!" the coach yelled one last time through her bullhorn. "Lopez you're the captain for the day. Enjoy."
There was a long and uncomfortable pause during which the human and the cat just stared one another.
"Give me a solution. If that's how they're behaving with you being close to your season I don't even want to know how it will be when you're actually in heat." The coach said first.
"There are drugs… but I can't find them here…" Rachel answered.
"Give me the names and I'll get it."
"Have you never had to deal with it?" Rachel asked confused. "I'm not the first animal folk in your squad… sure not all of them have a mating season but… Maybe they haven't been sexually active when they were near theirs. It seems to make things worse. "
"Kid, there are things that I rather not know." Sue answered a little horrified. "Have you no shame?"
"I'm merely speaking of biological facts." Rachel answered frowning. "Given that my father is a doctor we always talked about that very openly. But I presume it may be sensitive subject for some. I'm sorry, Coach, I'll hold my tongue."
Rachel was about to leave the office when she stopped by the door turning to the blonde human sat behind a massive table.
"There are things that I would like to talk to you about, Coach, but I feel like now is not the time." The kitty said briefly narrowing her eyes wondering if she should have said that.
"About what?" the coach asked suspiciously.
"I believe you know." The brunette answered before leaving and missing the briefly scared and worried look in the older woman's eyes.