fanfic: Trio, PG-13 [1/?] (Finn/Quinn/Puck)
Title: Trio
Author: ipickquinn
Pairing: eventually Finn/Quinn/Puck
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 710
Spoilers: Through 1x13 - Sectionals.
Summary: They worked best as three, she and her boys. A story about the relationship between Finn, Quinn and Puck before and after Drizzle!drama is revealed. Finn/Quinn/Puck - AU but mostly canon through 1x13.
AN: After reading Indie Tangle’s fic “Her Boys” @ ff.net a plot bunny like no other came to me involving a love triangle between Finn/Quinn/Puck, which was kind of weird since I don’t even ship Quick... But there’s no way I can really ignore it especially since I already have 15 chapters mapped out. Let’s see how I do putting pen to paper, or rather finger to keyboard, though. Hope you enjoy the first chapter even if it is a slow start.
In Finn's opinion, recess was the best part about school. Second grade was a lot harder than the First, but at least playing on the monkey bars was the same -- if not easier -- as he got older.
His best friend Noah was at the other end of the monkey bars and Finn was about to prove that he could go across only using every other bar. He was pretty confident. After all, his arms were freakishly long. Over all he was kind of oddly tall for a second grader, but his mama had told him that his father had been a tall guy too, so that must he where he inherited it. He had his hands on the first bar, ready to wipe that smirk off Noah's face when he heard a girl's scream.
It wasn't just a normal playground scream. It was the kind of scream a girl screamed when she was hurt. He was very sensitive to this kind of stuff because his mama had raised him to look out for girls. It was the "gentlemanly" thing to do, or something like that. She would get this spacey look in her eyes and go on about what a kind and chivalrous person his father had been. It was a pretty big word and he quite honestly didn't understand his mama when she got in her story telling mood, but it was obviously important to her so he told her he'd do his best. That had made her smile, and Finn liked making his mama happy.
Brows furrowed, he turned to where the noise had come from. On the far side of the playground, just beyond the merry-go-round, a blonde girl was sprawled out on the ground. It seemed like she was crying, but from this distance Finn couldn't be entirely sure. Noah also turned his head. He scowled. He saw that no good Scott Williams, the meanest kid of the third grade, looming over a little blonde girl.
The boys shared a glance and a nod before marching over to Scott and his victim. The boys liked pretending that they were superheroes and this was a perfect opportunity to fight crime.
"What are you doing, dude? You don't push girls," Finn said to the older boy as they got closer. As the boys talked to Scott, the blonde girl moved to get up off the ground but Scott noticed and pushed her down again. This made the girl scream again and up close Finn could tell she was definitely crying.
Noah was always a hot head so when he saw Scott push the blonde again that was the last straw for him. He took a step closer to the older boy and pushed him right back. "Pick on someone your own size," he said angrily.
Grateful that Scott was distracted, Finn used this chance to help the blonde girl up. She was still crying and tried to wipe her tears away as Finn pulled her up. By now Noah had sucker punched Scott in the stomach and the boy was running away, wheezing.
Noah had a satisfied smirk across his face and turned back to face Finn and the girl they had just rescued. She wiped away a few more tears before looking up at him nervously. Sure he had just saved her from that bully but he was also kind of scary looking himself.
Finn looked between his best friend and the blonde. "Uh, are you okay? What's your name anyways? That's Noah and I'm Finn," he said with a toothy grin.
The blonde giggled. "Our names rhyme. My name is Quinn. Thank you for helping me. He was mad because I wouldn't give him my cookies at lunch. They were my mom's homemade chocolate chip cookies. Like I was going to share with him," she said, scoffing.
"Well I don't think that jerk will be bothering you anymore," Noah said smugly. The three children were quiet for a few moments.
"So, wanna come play on the monkey bars with us?" Noah asked.
With a happy nod from blonde the three ran off back towards the playground. That day marked the beginning of the friendship between Finn, Quinn and Noah.
Author: ipickquinn
Pairing: eventually Finn/Quinn/Puck
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 710
Spoilers: Through 1x13 - Sectionals.
Summary: They worked best as three, she and her boys. A story about the relationship between Finn, Quinn and Puck before and after Drizzle!drama is revealed. Finn/Quinn/Puck - AU but mostly canon through 1x13.
AN: After reading Indie Tangle’s fic “Her Boys” @ ff.net a plot bunny like no other came to me involving a love triangle between Finn/Quinn/Puck, which was kind of weird since I don’t even ship Quick... But there’s no way I can really ignore it especially since I already have 15 chapters mapped out. Let’s see how I do putting pen to paper, or rather finger to keyboard, though. Hope you enjoy the first chapter even if it is a slow start.
In Finn's opinion, recess was the best part about school. Second grade was a lot harder than the First, but at least playing on the monkey bars was the same -- if not easier -- as he got older.
His best friend Noah was at the other end of the monkey bars and Finn was about to prove that he could go across only using every other bar. He was pretty confident. After all, his arms were freakishly long. Over all he was kind of oddly tall for a second grader, but his mama had told him that his father had been a tall guy too, so that must he where he inherited it. He had his hands on the first bar, ready to wipe that smirk off Noah's face when he heard a girl's scream.
It wasn't just a normal playground scream. It was the kind of scream a girl screamed when she was hurt. He was very sensitive to this kind of stuff because his mama had raised him to look out for girls. It was the "gentlemanly" thing to do, or something like that. She would get this spacey look in her eyes and go on about what a kind and chivalrous person his father had been. It was a pretty big word and he quite honestly didn't understand his mama when she got in her story telling mood, but it was obviously important to her so he told her he'd do his best. That had made her smile, and Finn liked making his mama happy.
Brows furrowed, he turned to where the noise had come from. On the far side of the playground, just beyond the merry-go-round, a blonde girl was sprawled out on the ground. It seemed like she was crying, but from this distance Finn couldn't be entirely sure. Noah also turned his head. He scowled. He saw that no good Scott Williams, the meanest kid of the third grade, looming over a little blonde girl.
The boys shared a glance and a nod before marching over to Scott and his victim. The boys liked pretending that they were superheroes and this was a perfect opportunity to fight crime.
"What are you doing, dude? You don't push girls," Finn said to the older boy as they got closer. As the boys talked to Scott, the blonde girl moved to get up off the ground but Scott noticed and pushed her down again. This made the girl scream again and up close Finn could tell she was definitely crying.
Noah was always a hot head so when he saw Scott push the blonde again that was the last straw for him. He took a step closer to the older boy and pushed him right back. "Pick on someone your own size," he said angrily.
Grateful that Scott was distracted, Finn used this chance to help the blonde girl up. She was still crying and tried to wipe her tears away as Finn pulled her up. By now Noah had sucker punched Scott in the stomach and the boy was running away, wheezing.
Noah had a satisfied smirk across his face and turned back to face Finn and the girl they had just rescued. She wiped away a few more tears before looking up at him nervously. Sure he had just saved her from that bully but he was also kind of scary looking himself.
Finn looked between his best friend and the blonde. "Uh, are you okay? What's your name anyways? That's Noah and I'm Finn," he said with a toothy grin.
The blonde giggled. "Our names rhyme. My name is Quinn. Thank you for helping me. He was mad because I wouldn't give him my cookies at lunch. They were my mom's homemade chocolate chip cookies. Like I was going to share with him," she said, scoffing.
"Well I don't think that jerk will be bothering you anymore," Noah said smugly. The three children were quiet for a few moments.
"So, wanna come play on the monkey bars with us?" Noah asked.
With a happy nod from blonde the three ran off back towards the playground. That day marked the beginning of the friendship between Finn, Quinn and Noah.