Lana: So, what are we doing tonight?
Katya: *excited* Sterling invited us to go on a triple date with him, Ray, Cheryl, and Pam.
Lana: *sigh* Those are literally the worst group of people we could hang out with.

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Lana: So, what are we doing tonight?
Katya: *excited* Sterling invited us to go on a triple date with him, Ray, Cheryl, and Pam.
Lana: *sigh* Those are literally the worst group of people we could hang out with.
Truth or Dare
crack fic written for @mlm-transmasc-al-capone
Cheryl asked the group, "Truth! Who all here is gay?"
Pam smacked her upside the back of the head. "That's not how the game works you dumb shit."
Cyril clawed on the closet door again. "Let me out~!" He begged.
"No!" Archer shouted back. "Dumbasses aren't allowed to play!"
Cyril grumbled to himself. He was stuck in the closet with Malory because everyone hated him.
"Truth or Dare?" Pam asked Lana.
Lana shrugged. "Dare."
Cheryl blurted out, "I dare you to choke me!"
Pam smacked her upside the back of the head again, "I get to tell the dare, not you!"
"Make her choke me!" Cheryl huffed.
"I dare you to kiss Katya." Pam snickered.
Ray seemed surprised by Lana leaning in to kiss Katya, seemingly okay with it. He thought to himself, well damn, I need to fix my gaydar.
Lana: *holding flowers* happy one year-
Katya: *looking confused* I'm 27-
Katya: gaydar is 10 times funnier when you call it homovision.
Lana: Y'know, you're not wrong about that.
Pride
written for @mlm-transmasc-al-capone
Katya smiled widely, trans flag tied around her neck like a cape. She was scared to be this out but at the same time, she felt safe. New York was hosting their annual pride parade and her IS IS friends had come to join her. Her girlfriend Lana had a rainbow outfit and some LGBT themed makeup she had done. Katya held Lana's hand happily and glanced at her friends. She felt like she knew so much more about them now.
Archer had a bi flag painted on his face and a trans pin, Ray obviously had the gayest outfit she'd ever seen, Pam had a pan flag themed outfit on, and Cheryl had a giant nonbinary flag draped around her shoulders.
Katya smiled happily and hugged Lana.
"I love you." Katya smiled. She loved everyone at ISIS for taking her in and accepting her as part of the family, but she loved Lana even more. Because she accepted her as her girlfriend. Never anything less.
Behind The Sea
Lana smiled, on the beach front.
She made a good choice in marriage. She married a girl who had money; and now she lived in a house by the sea.
AJ played silently with her blocks.
Katya stepped out where her wife and step-child resided.
Lana looked up at her. "Seriously? You're wearing a jacket? It's 92 degrees out here."
Katya shrugged as she sat beside Lana. "Well, I'm a cyborg. I really don't have a concept of heat."
Lana sighed. "You'll still overheat, idiot."
Katya laughed. "You know you love me."
"Do I?" Lana began. "Yes I do."
Katya kissed Lana on the lips swiftly.
Lana smiled. She didn't make a good choice. She made the best choice.
Kanezanova crack fic where Cyril is a rat bastard
written for @mlm-transmasc-al-capone
Lana walked through the hallways of the ISIS building, holding Katya's hand confidently. Katya on the other hand was a little shy and nervous about this sort of thing. Where she came from it wasn't uncommon to be beaten for this sort of thing. Archer approached them, surprised.
"Hey, wait so are you guys…" He trailed off.
Lana nodded. "Yes, we're dating, Archer."
Malory scoffed at them. "Like you'd actually love the Russian whore."
Archer could practically feel Lana's rage and he stepped in. "Well mother, this has absolutely nothing to do with you so I say you mind your own business and leave them be."
"Oh, hot lesbians," Cyril remarked. Then Cyril got kicked in the face by a high heeled boot.