Super Volume 2

Intervention

Kat's POV
Lizz came down into my room and laid down on my bed. "Uh- hi? What are you doing?" I asked. "Taking a nap. I can't get any sleep with Santana and Kara screaming at each other up there." She groaned. "They're still fighting? They need a third person to be a buffer." I huffed. "Don't say that! Being their buffer has been my life's mission, and today, I quit! I'm so glad you and I don't fight like they do." Lizz groaned. "Well, I grew up in another universe so... seeing you was more of a royalty." I explained. "I'm all for sending Santana to Earth thirty two." She yawned. "What?! No! You know what, we're gonna help them. Get up, lizard!" I pulled her off of my bed. "Ah! Did you just call me lizard?" She asked. "Yes I did. Now start brainstorming. How can we fix this?" I asked. "I don't know! Santana won't listen to me since I'm Kara's wife, and Kara won't listen to me because... just because." Lizz shrugged. "Oh she'll listen to you if you try hard enough. As for Santana, she's always listened to me. Thing is, we are obviously being pulled to specific sides in this fight. So! In order to get our points across the best way possible, we're going to have to play with their heads." I smirked. Lizz's eyes widened. "No... no! I'm not doing this again! Last time, dad grounded me for a month!" She exclaimed. "Last time, we were six. Now I suggest you pick something from my closet, because we're switching places." I smirked.

I made my hair appear black, and put on Lizz's clothes. Then I walked into her room, where Kara was angrily texting someone. She looked up as I came in. "There you are! Ugh! I need to cool down. Come here." Kara grabbed me by the shirt and threw me onto the bed. I panicked as she pinned me down, and quickly shoved her off of me. "Woah hey! That's not gonna make you feel any better, Kara!" I exclaimed. Kara furrowed her brow at me. "It usually does, and you don't usually protest. What's going on?" She asked. I had to stop myself from gagging, and took a deep breath. "Is it really helping? I mean, have you heard your arguments with your sister? You sound crazy! I can't even sleep in peace anymore." I groaned. Kara's eyes widened. "What? Babe, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to get you so wrapped up in this." She took my hands in hers. "Don't worry about that. You need to clear things up with Santana." I said. "I tried! I told everyone that it was her idea that made us win! What more can she want?" Kara asked. "To not sound like an idiot? You described it in a way that made her sound like a toddler. I don't know if you remember, but you are the younger sibling. Being belittled by your little sister can't be easy." I explained. Kara sighed and dropped my hands. "I guess you're right, but she's been belittling me since I could walk! Why can't I have a turn?" She asked. "See, now you sound like a toddler." I noted. Kara rolled her eyes. "She's your sister, Kara, and she's had a very hard time growing up as you remember. She's trying her best now, but you putting her down isn't helping. Santana shits on you, because she cares. You shit on her, because you don't. That's why you can't have a turn." I explained. Kara dropped her head. "I care." She huffed. "Then show it." I replied. She looked up and raised an eyebrow at me. Then she smiled. "Thanks Kat." She said. "You're welcome... wait what?!" I shrieked. She laughed and stood up. "I know my wife, Kat. And I know yours! And I'm so snitching on you." She smirked. "What?! You talk to Quinn?" I asked. "Yes! And she really misses you, by the way. You should really spend more time with your wife." She spat. My face grew warm and I walked to the door. "Shut up, Kara." I mumbled.

Lizz's POV
I hate doing Kat's voice, but she had already started talking to Kara, so I couldn't escape now. I sighed heavily, and took a deep breath. Then I barged into Santana's room and slammed the door. She jumped up off of her bed and exhaled in relief when she saw me. "Are you fucking insane?!" I yelled. Santana blinked a few times. "Hold on babe. I'm gonna call you back." She hung up on Connor, and slowly put her phone down. "Hi Kat. Can I help you?" She asked. "Sorry to interrupt your phone sex, but I can hear your fucking arguments from the basement. What the hell is going on?" I snapped. "Connor and I were not-! Nevermind! I'm sure you already know what's going on. Blaire can't keep her mouth shut for very long." She huffed and crossed her arms. "Ok, but I thought Kara told everyone that it was your idea. What's the problem?" I asked. "The problem?! The problem is that she made me sound dense! I already knew that I'm not good at this hero crap! I don't have the strength or the intelligence to keep up with people like you! But I really want to help, and I'm trying so fucking hard! I barely landed one hit on Heather when we were fighting, so I thought that I had another chance when we needed a plan! I figured it out by myself, and I thought for just a second, that maybe I could fit in with all of you! But no! According to her, I'm stupid!" Santana shouted. I sighed and walked to her. "You're not stupid, and you're plenty strong. Maybe Kara is stronger than you, but you're much smarter than her. I think Kara is just taking advantage of this, because she's never been above you in anything. You've put her down all her life. She's just trying to assert some control." I shrugged. Santana furrowed her brows at me. "Maybe you don't understand because you practically just became an actual sister, but it's my job to crap on her. It's not like I actually hate her! Besides, that gives her no right to treat me like an idiot." She spat. I rolled my eyes. "She knows you don't hate her." I assured her. Santana hummed and smirked at me. "You're really bad at pep talks, Lizz." She said. My eyebrows shot up. "How did you know that?!" I shrieked. "Kat hardly knows Kara. They don't spend much time together. Also, I'm telling Kara you said I was smarter than her." She smirked. I panicked. "Oh god. Please don't tell her I said that." I begged. Santana chuckled. "Get out of my room." She huffed.

I walked into the living room to find Kat on the couch. "You're a freak, and your wife is a freak." She snapped. "Did she pin you?" I asked. "Yes! What the hell was that?" She shrieked. I shrugged. "She threw me around even when we weren't dating. Now I just get a kiss out of it." I smiled. "Disgusting. Sit down." Kat spat. "You're just mad that Quinn doesn't sleep with you." I huffed. "Bro! Did you know Kara talks to her? She said that Quinn misses me!" She said. "Wait, Kara figured you out too?" I asked. "Yeah." Kat nodded. "Crap. I'm so fucked." I groaned. "See, now I can't tell if you mean that literally." She replied. "I did know about Quinn though. She and Kara are kinda friends. You should spend more time with her. She moved universes for you, Kat! She obviously wants to love you." I laughed. She sighed heavily. "Is it bad to say I'm nervous? Quinn makes me feel so..." Kat opened her mouth, but nothing came out. "Speechless?" I asked. She glanced over at me. "That's normal, I promise. Now get out of here before those two make amends and start plotting to kill us." I gestured back to the bedrooms. Kat smiled softly. "Thanks Lizz, but you better give me my clothes back!" She spat. "You got it. White is not my color." I agreed.