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Fill: 10/?chirpingemuOctober 31 2011, 02:31:52 UTC
Sorry about the delay, guys! Writer's block and then work stuff and family stuff both went crazy. ----
″You never help me with my reports.″
″Screw you, Puckerman.″ She didn't even look up at him.
″With anything you like, baby.″
″Blowtorch?″
″I always knew you were hot for me.″
She gave him the finger without having once made eye contact.
″Here's the Village Idiot's back. Tell him that he can just say that the shoplifter attempted to assault him and that there aren't extra charges for trying to punch a cop in the balls if you look like a grandmother, no matter how unfair it is. Also that it's creepy for him to refer to the perp putting the camera in a peephole where you can 'totally see everything' in the women's room at the Y. And that it's okay to refer to somebody swiping flowers out of the boxes outside the Baptist Church, he doesn't have to try to name them, especially if he's going to take up 46 characters to try to spell 'chrysanthemum.'″
″He'll be ever grateful, Laur.″
″As long as he keeps ever paying with those cookies.″
The next Sunday, Noah got a call from Finn while he was working out at the gym. ″He's making them! Man, you have got to come over now!″
″What? Who's making what?″
″Kurt's making those cookies. I asked him to and he gave me the shopping list and I got all the stuff and he's making them. You have got to come try them.″
Puck knew one of his dying regrets would be having finished working out and showering first, because when he got over to the Hudmel house (Finn had had to explain the name), the smell of the cookies was like walking into Heaven. Finn was sitting at the kitchen table and Kurt was pulling another tray out of the oven. He looked over at Puck and smiled a quick welcome. Finn's welcome was obscured by a mouth full of cookie but he gestured to the other chair. Kurt smacked Finn's hand away from the newest tray. ″You'll burn your fingers. At least wait until they're cool enough to take off the tray.″
Finn pouted but passed a plate of steaming cookies to Puck, who took a bite and realized what Finn's fuss was about. ″These are awesome, dude, what do you put in them?″
″Only the best chocolate, real rum, and real vanilla. None of that fake extract. I put the vanilla beans in sugar to get the flavor to come out.″ Another smile flickered over his face and Puck wanted to know what was happening. He'd gotten used to a very narrow range of emotions from Kurt and today he seemed to have moved beyond that, to have unfrozen a little. His knowing so much about Kurt from the files and from talks with Finn created an uncomfortable sense of one-sided intimacy with somebody who was behind so many barricades.
″You're the best brother ever,″ Finn exclaimed as he got up to get more milk.
″You're not that bad yourself.″ His brother's remark had actually won another smile from Kurt and Puck couldn't help grinning himself.
″So are these cookies celebrating anything?″ He figured that was a safe way to put it.
″Dad and Carole both got a clean physical, and I promised Dad that he could have a safe number of these.″ Kurt looked sidelong at Finn. ″And inviting the human vacuum cleaner over made sure that there won't be too many left over to tempt him.″
″Plus I promised Lauren cookies if she helped with my reports again this week. If I give her some of these, she'll help for a month.″
Puck decided to make the start of a move. ″I definitely owe you a dinner for these. Maybe tomorrow night, that new Chinese place?″
Before Kurt could answer, Finn interjected, heartily, ″I've heard great things about it. Whaddya say, Kurt, we pick you up once we get off our shift?″
Cockblocked, Puck thought ruefully, as Kurt said, quietly, ″Sure,″ taking the cookies off the latest tray out of the oven and putting more batter on the parchment paper.
Re: Fill: 10/?brenstalOctober 31 2011, 02:53:06 UTC
Aww, Finn, you're so adorable; now please move away from Puck and Kurt. XD
I'm really glad you updated, because this story is so funny and sweet. I really like the way you write Puck. Also, it always makes me happy in fics when Kurt has magically awesome cooking powers. IDEK, it's just something I love so glad to see that too.
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″You never help me with my reports.″
″Screw you, Puckerman.″ She didn't even look up at him.
″With anything you like, baby.″
″Blowtorch?″
″I always knew you were hot for me.″
She gave him the finger without having once made eye contact.
″Here's the Village Idiot's back. Tell him that he can just say that the shoplifter attempted to assault him and that there aren't extra charges for trying to punch a cop in the balls if you look like a grandmother, no matter how unfair it is. Also that it's creepy for him to refer to the perp putting the camera in a peephole where you can 'totally see everything' in the women's room at the Y. And that it's okay to refer to somebody swiping flowers out of the boxes outside the Baptist Church, he doesn't have to try to name them, especially if he's going to take up 46 characters to try to spell 'chrysanthemum.'″
″He'll be ever grateful, Laur.″
″As long as he keeps ever paying with those cookies.″
The next Sunday, Noah got a call from Finn while he was working out at the gym. ″He's making them! Man, you have got to come over now!″
″What? Who's making what?″
″Kurt's making those cookies. I asked him to and he gave me the shopping list and I got all the stuff and he's making them. You have got to come try them.″
Puck knew one of his dying regrets would be having finished working out and showering first, because when he got over to the Hudmel house (Finn had had to explain the name), the smell of the cookies was like walking into Heaven. Finn was sitting at the kitchen table and Kurt was pulling another tray out of the oven. He looked over at Puck and smiled a quick welcome. Finn's welcome was obscured by a mouth full of cookie but he gestured to the other chair. Kurt smacked Finn's hand away from the newest tray. ″You'll burn your fingers. At least wait until they're cool enough to take off the tray.″
Finn pouted but passed a plate of steaming cookies to Puck, who took a bite and realized what Finn's fuss was about. ″These are awesome, dude, what do you put in them?″
″Only the best chocolate, real rum, and real vanilla. None of that fake extract. I put the vanilla beans in sugar to get the flavor to come out.″ Another smile flickered over his face and Puck wanted to know what was happening. He'd gotten used to a very narrow range of emotions from Kurt and today he seemed to have moved beyond that, to have unfrozen a little. His knowing so much about Kurt from the files and from talks with Finn created an uncomfortable sense of one-sided intimacy with somebody who was behind so many barricades.
″You're the best brother ever,″ Finn exclaimed as he got up to get more milk.
″You're not that bad yourself.″ His brother's remark had actually won another smile from Kurt and Puck couldn't help grinning himself.
″So are these cookies celebrating anything?″ He figured that was a safe way to put it.
″Dad and Carole both got a clean physical, and I promised Dad that he could have a safe number of these.″ Kurt looked sidelong at Finn. ″And inviting the human vacuum cleaner over made sure that there won't be too many left over to tempt him.″
″Plus I promised Lauren cookies if she helped with my reports again this week. If I give her some of these, she'll help for a month.″
Puck decided to make the start of a move. ″I definitely owe you a dinner for these. Maybe tomorrow night, that new Chinese place?″
Before Kurt could answer, Finn interjected, heartily, ″I've heard great things about it. Whaddya say, Kurt, we pick you up once we get off our shift?″
Cockblocked, Puck thought ruefully, as Kurt said, quietly, ″Sure,″ taking the cookies off the latest tray out of the oven and putting more batter on the parchment paper.
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I am so so so glad you are back. I missed this fic a lot. :D
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I'm really glad you updated, because this story is so funny and sweet. I really like the way you write Puck. Also, it always makes me happy in fics when Kurt has magically awesome cooking powers. IDEK, it's just something I love so glad to see that too.
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