Sue be all like: Brittana my fave, go to the Bahamas and be free, little ducklets. Klaine, here's a shack to go lock yourself in for two days. I may or may not have hired an Austrian Hitman to come and periodically check on you.

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Sue be all like: Brittana my fave, go to the Bahamas and be free, little ducklets. Klaine, here's a shack to go lock yourself in for two days. I may or may not have hired an Austrian Hitman to come and periodically check on you.
Title: Scars
Word Count: ~9,700
Pairing: Brittany/Santana
Rating: M for intense/adult situations and coarselanguage
Summary: 1941: She never wanted to be a gangster. Never wanted to live the life of broken fingers and frozen lockers. How many skulls has she smashed? How many eyes laid raptured has she seen? She never wanted to be a gangster. Then again, she never wanted to fall in love with Brittany either.
PLay this episode at my funeral.
I'd do anything for Santana, including tricking sick, old women.
Brittany fucking PiercE
OH MY GOD. I HAVE A GREAT IDEA. BRITTANA MOULIN ROUGE! Britlesque!
Me flirting: Brittany S. Pierce....will you marry me?
Landslide just came on the fucking radio randomly.
It must be fucking fate.
Please God Please I'll be good I swear
Bargaining, third stage of death--current mantra of entire Brittana fandom