#indieatlast

[lasereyesmoron]

You need to stop doing stupid shit like that or you will get yourself killed.

[musicallyxpromiscuous]

“Wait, what did you just say...? I resent that comparison, Santana. I've greatly improved my skills recently, thank you very much.”

[portraitofacheerleader]

I seriously dislike you right now.

[joodlesrps]

“That sounds like a bad idea. I’m in.”

Ella grinned mischievously at Red, grabbing her hand and pulling her toward the market in front of them.  Her stepmother would be away for most of the day and, naturally, the blonde went out to find her best friend the moment she left.  Sweeping could wait until later. They had been walking together for quite a while, catching up on things that happened since they last spent the day together when they happened upon the market in question, and a stand full of all sorts of sweets and baked goods with no one to run it in sight.  Ella’s suggestion that they ‘borrow’ a pastry for themselves followed almost immediately.

She couldn’t stop herself from giggling as they each grabbed a pastry, they looked sticky and delicious and all too tempting.  It was only right they take one, whoever was selling them clearly didn’t appreciate the morsels enough to keep watch over them.  Her thoughts were interrupted and her eyes widened when she heard someone yelling at them from down the road.  She glanced at Red quickly, then up toward the large man who angrily ran toward them, waving his hands in the air. “Run!”, she yelled toward the brunette, taking off as fast as her feet could take her back toward the road they came in on.  She didn’t dare look back, but it didn’t seem like the baker was going to pursue them any further, choosing instead to shout expletives at them as they ran, huffing in frustration.  She looked to her side and erupted in laughter once more, grabbing Red’s hand and pulling her to rest against a nearby tree.  “How is it we always find ourselves in trouble together, Red?” she asked with a smile, taking a bite out of her prize.  “Maybe we should stop trying out my ideas.”

[joodlesrps]

“I can’t imagine being alone anymore."

Brittany paused, only for a moment, at Santana’s words.  The two had been laying peacefully together in Captain Shuesters’ quarters after a particularly wonderful few rounds of sex, the waves crashing upon the boat the only sound that could be heard.  As quickly as she stopped, Brittany went back to drawing pictures on Santana’s back, watching the brunette visibly relax under her touch.  Brittany knew how hard it was for Santana to share feelings, particularly nice ones, and she’d learned that not bringing too much attention to these random outbursts of affection  (love? infatuation?  Brittany wasn’t sure.) made them much more frequent.

They rarely had much time to spend alone lately.  What with the Captain acting more erratic with every passing day and the storm that nearly took out their ship all together, things had been wild on the New Directions as of late.  They were lucky enough that they hard ported earlier today, and nearly every member of their crew, including the Captain, had enough cabin fever to warrant them venturing into town to shop or drink or just wander.  Brittany was thrilled.  When she and Santana were alone, it seemed as if nothing else mattered, and everything scary melted from her mind.  The brunette was like magic in that way.  She pressed a quick kiss in between Santana’s shoulder blades, unable to suppress her grin as the other girl turned to face her,

“You and you’re imagination are lucky then, I suppose” she mused, linking their fingers together.  “Because I fully intend to stay close to you as long as time will allow.”  The blonde raised her eyebrows playfully before she continued to speak.  “In fact, do you think that lock could keep out our crazy captain for good?  Perhaps we could lay her alone for the rest of forever, San.”