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Atlanta and Charisma on stage, pretending to apply make up in a mirror.
Atlanta
So, what's been bugging you lately?
Charisma
You realized something's wrong?!
Atlanta
I've known you for years, Charisma. Of course I'd realize something's wrong! And don't bother lying to me. When you lie your eyes dart around the room like you're trying to find an escape. So, tell me, what's wrong?
Charisma
Have you ever felt as if you're just...not good enough?
Atlanta
Yep. When I dance. I feel like I could be doing so much better, even when I'm giving a hundred and twenty percent.
Charisma
Yeah I'm feeling that a lot lately. Like, feeling as if I'm not doing the best I can...at anything.
Atlanta
Don't turn into Riley, for Pete's sake!
Charisma
No, God no! Riley's obsessed with being perfect at school. I'm just-
Atlanta
Obsessed at being perfect in everything? Life in general and all that. The perfect hair, the perfect looks, the perfect everything. Seriously though, when are you going to learn?
Atlanta packs up her make up bag and moves to the exit. Charisma, startled, stops her.
Charisma
Learn what?!
Atlanta
(Turns around to look at her, smiling) Nobody in life is perfect, darling, and nobody ever will be. You know that, right? Learn it, embrace it. Because people fall in love with imperfections.
Atlanta walks off, Charisma is left alone, huffing on stage as she continues to apply her make up. Freeze. Black out.
Atlanta and Charisma on stage, pretending to apply make up in a mirror.
Atlanta
So, what's been bugging you lately?
Charisma
You realized something's wrong?!
Atlanta
I've known you for years, Charisma. Of course I'd realize something's wrong! And don't bother lying to me. When you lie your eyes dart around the room like you're trying to find an escape. So, tell me, what's wrong?
Charisma
Have you ever felt as if you're just...not good enough?
Atlanta
Yep. When I dance. I feel like I could be doing so much better, even when I'm giving a hundred and twenty percent.
Charisma
Yeah I'm feeling that a lot lately. Like, feeling as if I'm not doing the best I can...at anything.
Atlanta
Don't turn into Riley, for Pete's sake!
Charisma
No, God no! Riley's obsessed with being perfect at school. I'm just-
Atlanta
Obsessed at being perfect in everything? Life in general and all that. The perfect hair, the perfect looks, the perfect everything. Seriously though, when are you going to learn?
Atlanta packs up her make up bag and moves to the exit. Charisma, startled, stops her.
Charisma
Learn what?!
Atlanta
(Turns around to look at her, smiling) Nobody in life is perfect, darling, and nobody ever will be. You know that, right? Learn it, embrace it. Because people fall in love with imperfections.
Atlanta walks off, Charisma is left alone, huffing on stage as she continues to apply her make up. Freeze. Black out.
Literature
Brittana drabble
"San", She breathed. The single word, sending shivers down my spine. Her chest is rising and falling, hard, like she has been running. Running hard. Her eyes are puffy too. A cold knot forms in my stomach. I made her cry. I should have stayed silent. We can't be friends anymore, not with how I feel. Plus she probably hates me now. "Please, I didn't say anything. You just walked away so fast before I could."
"It's.. It's ok Brit. I made you cry. I know what tears mean. I know."
"Do you? Because I don't think you do." She moves closer and I draw in a sharp breath. I should move away. I don't deserve to have her so close. Her eyes though, her
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Glee - Road Trip
Summary: A one-shot written extremely late for Day 1 of Faberry Week: Road trip. Future!Faberry go on a road trip with their three kids in tow, and anyone who has ever been stuck in a car with young children will tell you they don't exactly get along when they're forced to share such a small space.
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"Mom! Chord's poking me!"
"Only 'cause you hit me!"
"I did not! Mom, now Chord's lying!"
"I am not! Tattletale!"
"Take it back!"
"Why? It's true!"
"Nuh-uh!"
"Mom! Tell Chord and Lucy to be quiet! I'm doing vocal exercises and they're annoying me!"
Rachel gave a heaving sigh and directed a glare at her wife in the driver's seat. She
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Gelphie
I walked around the castle looking for where Elphie said she'd be waiting for me. She'd given Chisterie a note to let me know that she was safe. She told me that she would wait for me. So here I was, looking for some trapdoor in a castle in the middle of nowhere.
I turned another corner and heard something. It sounded like a whisper, it was so quiet, but I knew it was her. My Elphie. I ran, remembering her instructions in my head. I thought I was in the basement, but there was no way to be sure. I paused, listened, and gave the signal. Three knocks. I waited only a moment before the trapdoor opened and Elphaba pulled herself out.
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