Surprise! Puckleberry!
Title: Surprise! Puckleberry!
Author: snuffybaby
Disclaimer: RM and Co. own the Glee Universe
Rating: PG-13 (mentions of sex; swearing)
Pairing: Puckleberry
Word Count: 1,336
Spoilers: up to 216 “Original Song”
Summary: Based on prompt from puckrachel drabble meme:
tokawaii:
"Like there was any doubt in anyone's mind she was going to give it to Puck. Everyone gives it to Puck."
Author’s Note: Let's see how many drabbles I can finish before Glee returns... might have just jinxed myself and this is the last one... a little randomness... if only this could happen…
--
After spring break, everyone was met by the surprising sight of Puck walking down the hall with a certain petite brunette. More than that, his arm was protectively slung over her shoulders, as he whispered secretively in her ear. One of his hand was idly twirling a long strand of silky hair, while the other was holding the strap of his backpack. Rachel leaned comfortably against him as she blushed and smiled at whatever he was saying. They strolled through the halls in a world of their own, ignoring everything around them.
Tina’s and Mercedes’s eyes following the pair, slack jawed.
“The hell?” the diva asked in surprise. Mercedes took out her phone and began texting her boy. Is Puckleberry back on? And why didn’t I know about it?
A quick reply of What?!?!?!?!?!?!? was returned.
Tina tilted her head and looked at her boyfriend. “Is there something you forgot to tell me?”
Mike simply shrugged. “Puck never mentioned anything.”
“Come on,” Mercedes gestured to Tina. “We can corner Rachel before homeroom.”
Mike watched his girlfriend go off, while he prepared for an interrogation of his own.
--
With some skill, Tina and Mercedes managed to pry Rachel from Puck’s hold and usher her into the nearest Girls’ Room.
“Spill, Rach,” Mercedes ordered.
“Yeah, what’s going on between you and Puck?” Tina demanded.
Rachel straightened her skirt, glancing at the two girls. “Noah and I are dating.”
“How did that happen?”
“Last we saw, you were still trying to win Finn back.”
“I have obviously reevaluated my feelings for Finn and decided that Noah and I are perfect for each other.” Her hand instinctively lifted to play with her Star of David pendant.
Tina looked at her suspiciously. “You’re not using Puck to make Finn jealous, are you?”
“Of course not!” Rachel’s arms folded in front of her in affront. “I would not resort to dating Noah to make Finn see what he’s missing.”
Mercedes’s eyebrow rose. “You did sing that duet.”
“Singing a duet together is one thing, but dating is entirely different.” She huffed, “I may be manipulative, but I’m not deceitful and I would never use someone in that manner… Especially not Noah. He’s very important to me.”
“You’re serious,” the Asian said, astonished. “You’re really into Puck?”
“Noah and I are entirely compatible. I’ve always been attracted to him and recently I realized that I care about him as more than just a friend.” Rachel blushed at the memory. “We’ve decided to be exclusive.”
“I’m happy for you, Rach, but I gotta ask: What about Lauren?” Mercedes could tell that Rachel was content, but was worried about the Greco-Roman wrestler that easily outweighed her.
The brunette smiled, “I had similar concerns. Noah and I have already spoken to her. Lauren is not a concern. She admitted that she was not interested in Noah because he’s too scrawny for her liking. She has in fact developed an interest in Azimio.”
“Seriously?” she replied incredulously, even as Tina’s face wrinkled in distaste.
Rachel shrugged daintily. “You can’t help who you’re interested in.”
Tina smiled at her. “I’m glad you’ve found someone, Rachel.”
“Noah and I are quite happy together.”
--
“Yo, Puck!”
The badass in question slowed and waited for the Other Asian to join him. “Mike.”
“So you and Rachel?”
“Yup.”
Mike nodded. “Good.”
--
When Glee rolled around, everyone had heard about the rekindling of Puckleberry and were in various states of happiness, disbelief and displeasure.
Santana was seated, back straight and arms crossed, waiting for her first sighting of the reunited couple. As soon as they stepped through the choir room together, her eyes narrowed and then a smirk spread across her face. “Manhands, you finally let Puck pop your cherry,” she said slyly. “Well, it was about time.”
All eyes turned to Rachel.
Slightly flustered, the Diva looked up at Puck before facing the Latina. “Unlike some, I don’t kiss and tell, Santana.”
Puck chuckled, pressing a kiss to her head. “Babe, you tell her.”
“What the hell, Rachel?!” Finn demanded, hurt expression in place.
She turned her head to him, answering calmly, “Was there something you wanted, Finn?”
“You’re sleeping with Puck?” he shouted angrily. He was on his feet, stalking toward her.
"Like there was any doubt in anyone's mind she was going to give it to Puck,” Santana scoffed, rolling her eyes at the dense boy. “Everyone gives it to Puck."
“Slut!”
What happened next surprised everyone.
Rachel’s hand reared back and slapped Finn sharply across the face. “You shut the fuck up, Finn Hudson!” she snarled. “I have had it with you and your fucking double standard!” Her foot slammed into his shin. “You don’t get to judge me!”
Puck snuck an arm around her waist and pulled her back against him. He hugged her close. “Calm down, babe,” he said soothingly. “We talked about this. We don’t have to care what Hudson thinks.”
Taking a calming breath, she leaned against him. “I’m not a slut.”
“Far from it, Berry.”
Sam had stood from his seat and moved between Rachel and Finn. He looked up at Finn, glaring. “What the hell is your problem, dude?”
“Stay out of this, Sam,” Finn frowned.
Glower in place, Puck shifted Rachel behind him, approaching Finn. “Stop being a douche, Hudson.”
“Stop trying to steal my girlfriends, Puck.”
“Stop treating your girlfriends like dirt. You’re with Q now. Berry’s fair game.”
“Noah,” Rachel said softly, a warning in her tone. She was not a prize to be won or fought over.
“Sorry, babe, but it’s a guy thing,” Puck excused with a shrug. He turned his attention back to Finn. “You chose Q. You can’t have both of them.”
Finn shoved him. “You ruined things between me and Rachel on purpose, didn’t you?”
Puck stood his ground. “On purpose? No. But I’m not gonna complain about the results.”
Annoyed by Puck’s cocky grin, Finn charged him.
Everyone was out of their seats trying to pull the two of them apart.
“Hey!” Mr. Schuester yelled when he entered to discover the fight. He shoved his way between the two boys. “Hey! Stop this!” With Sam and Mike’s help, he was able to pull the two apart. “What is going on here?”
“Finn’s being a jerk,” Mercedes announced, arms crossed in displeasure.
Tina nodded beside her, angry eyes aimed at the quarterback.
Brittany’s eyes were wide with shock. “Rachel said the F-word.” She held up two fingers. “Twice.”
Artie patted her hand in reassurance.
Santana smirked, “Finn’s just pissed that Puck got to go where no man’s gone before.” She tilted her head to Rachel. “Trust me, you definitely made the right choice. Minuteman over there would have been highly disappointing.”
Brittany leaned in and whispered to her boyfriend. “Puck’s been to space?”
“Nah, Brittany,” Artie explained, “Puck has sex with Rachel.”
Her eyes widened further. “Rachel knows about sex?”
Mike stared grimly at Finn. “You need to leave and calm down.”
“What-” the taller boy protested.
“Go,” he ordered.
Unable to argue, Finn grabbed his bag and stomped from the choir room.
Quinn stood as well, glaring at Rachel. “Thanks, Rachel,” she sneered sarcastically. “As if I didn’t already feel like a consolation prize.”
“Please, Quinn,” Santana rolled her eyes, “like you’re not just with Finn to guarantee the win for Prom Queen. You’d murder someone for that sparkly little tiara.”
Unable to think of a retort, Quinn pivoted sharply on her heel and followed after her boyfriend.
Rachel had one hand on Puck’s arm, checking him for injuries. “You’re not hurt, are you?”
“Babe, I’m a badass. Hudson can’t hurt me.”
“Well, just in case,” she pressed a quick kiss to his cheek.
Will watched as everyone settled back in their seats. He glanced from them to the door where two members had just left. Clueless, but knowing he wouldn’t get any answers from them, he clapped his hands together. “Well, the lesson for this week…”
--
The End
Author: snuffybaby
Disclaimer: RM and Co. own the Glee Universe
Rating: PG-13 (mentions of sex; swearing)
Pairing: Puckleberry
Word Count: 1,336
Spoilers: up to 216 “Original Song”
Summary: Based on prompt from puckrachel drabble meme:
tokawaii:
"Like there was any doubt in anyone's mind she was going to give it to Puck. Everyone gives it to Puck."
Author’s Note: Let's see how many drabbles I can finish before Glee returns... might have just jinxed myself and this is the last one... a little randomness... if only this could happen…
--
After spring break, everyone was met by the surprising sight of Puck walking down the hall with a certain petite brunette. More than that, his arm was protectively slung over her shoulders, as he whispered secretively in her ear. One of his hand was idly twirling a long strand of silky hair, while the other was holding the strap of his backpack. Rachel leaned comfortably against him as she blushed and smiled at whatever he was saying. They strolled through the halls in a world of their own, ignoring everything around them.
Tina’s and Mercedes’s eyes following the pair, slack jawed.
“The hell?” the diva asked in surprise. Mercedes took out her phone and began texting her boy. Is Puckleberry back on? And why didn’t I know about it?
A quick reply of What?!?!?!?!?!?!? was returned.
Tina tilted her head and looked at her boyfriend. “Is there something you forgot to tell me?”
Mike simply shrugged. “Puck never mentioned anything.”
“Come on,” Mercedes gestured to Tina. “We can corner Rachel before homeroom.”
Mike watched his girlfriend go off, while he prepared for an interrogation of his own.
--
With some skill, Tina and Mercedes managed to pry Rachel from Puck’s hold and usher her into the nearest Girls’ Room.
“Spill, Rach,” Mercedes ordered.
“Yeah, what’s going on between you and Puck?” Tina demanded.
Rachel straightened her skirt, glancing at the two girls. “Noah and I are dating.”
“How did that happen?”
“Last we saw, you were still trying to win Finn back.”
“I have obviously reevaluated my feelings for Finn and decided that Noah and I are perfect for each other.” Her hand instinctively lifted to play with her Star of David pendant.
Tina looked at her suspiciously. “You’re not using Puck to make Finn jealous, are you?”
“Of course not!” Rachel’s arms folded in front of her in affront. “I would not resort to dating Noah to make Finn see what he’s missing.”
Mercedes’s eyebrow rose. “You did sing that duet.”
“Singing a duet together is one thing, but dating is entirely different.” She huffed, “I may be manipulative, but I’m not deceitful and I would never use someone in that manner… Especially not Noah. He’s very important to me.”
“You’re serious,” the Asian said, astonished. “You’re really into Puck?”
“Noah and I are entirely compatible. I’ve always been attracted to him and recently I realized that I care about him as more than just a friend.” Rachel blushed at the memory. “We’ve decided to be exclusive.”
“I’m happy for you, Rach, but I gotta ask: What about Lauren?” Mercedes could tell that Rachel was content, but was worried about the Greco-Roman wrestler that easily outweighed her.
The brunette smiled, “I had similar concerns. Noah and I have already spoken to her. Lauren is not a concern. She admitted that she was not interested in Noah because he’s too scrawny for her liking. She has in fact developed an interest in Azimio.”
“Seriously?” she replied incredulously, even as Tina’s face wrinkled in distaste.
Rachel shrugged daintily. “You can’t help who you’re interested in.”
Tina smiled at her. “I’m glad you’ve found someone, Rachel.”
“Noah and I are quite happy together.”
--
“Yo, Puck!”
The badass in question slowed and waited for the Other Asian to join him. “Mike.”
“So you and Rachel?”
“Yup.”
Mike nodded. “Good.”
--
When Glee rolled around, everyone had heard about the rekindling of Puckleberry and were in various states of happiness, disbelief and displeasure.
Santana was seated, back straight and arms crossed, waiting for her first sighting of the reunited couple. As soon as they stepped through the choir room together, her eyes narrowed and then a smirk spread across her face. “Manhands, you finally let Puck pop your cherry,” she said slyly. “Well, it was about time.”
All eyes turned to Rachel.
Slightly flustered, the Diva looked up at Puck before facing the Latina. “Unlike some, I don’t kiss and tell, Santana.”
Puck chuckled, pressing a kiss to her head. “Babe, you tell her.”
“What the hell, Rachel?!” Finn demanded, hurt expression in place.
She turned her head to him, answering calmly, “Was there something you wanted, Finn?”
“You’re sleeping with Puck?” he shouted angrily. He was on his feet, stalking toward her.
"Like there was any doubt in anyone's mind she was going to give it to Puck,” Santana scoffed, rolling her eyes at the dense boy. “Everyone gives it to Puck."
“Slut!”
What happened next surprised everyone.
Rachel’s hand reared back and slapped Finn sharply across the face. “You shut the fuck up, Finn Hudson!” she snarled. “I have had it with you and your fucking double standard!” Her foot slammed into his shin. “You don’t get to judge me!”
Puck snuck an arm around her waist and pulled her back against him. He hugged her close. “Calm down, babe,” he said soothingly. “We talked about this. We don’t have to care what Hudson thinks.”
Taking a calming breath, she leaned against him. “I’m not a slut.”
“Far from it, Berry.”
Sam had stood from his seat and moved between Rachel and Finn. He looked up at Finn, glaring. “What the hell is your problem, dude?”
“Stay out of this, Sam,” Finn frowned.
Glower in place, Puck shifted Rachel behind him, approaching Finn. “Stop being a douche, Hudson.”
“Stop trying to steal my girlfriends, Puck.”
“Stop treating your girlfriends like dirt. You’re with Q now. Berry’s fair game.”
“Noah,” Rachel said softly, a warning in her tone. She was not a prize to be won or fought over.
“Sorry, babe, but it’s a guy thing,” Puck excused with a shrug. He turned his attention back to Finn. “You chose Q. You can’t have both of them.”
Finn shoved him. “You ruined things between me and Rachel on purpose, didn’t you?”
Puck stood his ground. “On purpose? No. But I’m not gonna complain about the results.”
Annoyed by Puck’s cocky grin, Finn charged him.
Everyone was out of their seats trying to pull the two of them apart.
“Hey!” Mr. Schuester yelled when he entered to discover the fight. He shoved his way between the two boys. “Hey! Stop this!” With Sam and Mike’s help, he was able to pull the two apart. “What is going on here?”
“Finn’s being a jerk,” Mercedes announced, arms crossed in displeasure.
Tina nodded beside her, angry eyes aimed at the quarterback.
Brittany’s eyes were wide with shock. “Rachel said the F-word.” She held up two fingers. “Twice.”
Artie patted her hand in reassurance.
Santana smirked, “Finn’s just pissed that Puck got to go where no man’s gone before.” She tilted her head to Rachel. “Trust me, you definitely made the right choice. Minuteman over there would have been highly disappointing.”
Brittany leaned in and whispered to her boyfriend. “Puck’s been to space?”
“Nah, Brittany,” Artie explained, “Puck has sex with Rachel.”
Her eyes widened further. “Rachel knows about sex?”
Mike stared grimly at Finn. “You need to leave and calm down.”
“What-” the taller boy protested.
“Go,” he ordered.
Unable to argue, Finn grabbed his bag and stomped from the choir room.
Quinn stood as well, glaring at Rachel. “Thanks, Rachel,” she sneered sarcastically. “As if I didn’t already feel like a consolation prize.”
“Please, Quinn,” Santana rolled her eyes, “like you’re not just with Finn to guarantee the win for Prom Queen. You’d murder someone for that sparkly little tiara.”
Unable to think of a retort, Quinn pivoted sharply on her heel and followed after her boyfriend.
Rachel had one hand on Puck’s arm, checking him for injuries. “You’re not hurt, are you?”
“Babe, I’m a badass. Hudson can’t hurt me.”
“Well, just in case,” she pressed a quick kiss to his cheek.
Will watched as everyone settled back in their seats. He glanced from them to the door where two members had just left. Clueless, but knowing he wouldn’t get any answers from them, he clapped his hands together. “Well, the lesson for this week…”
--
The End