Blind Date (Wild Card!)
Title Blind Date (Wild Card!)
A hs_bingo piece
Fandom Glee
Main Characters Artie Abrams/Quinn Fabray (with supporting rolls from Mercedes Jones & Kurt Hummel)
Notes/Disclaimers Still don’t own Glee… LOL anyway for this prompt I am playing with the Artina break up spoiler and adding my own personal AU agenda to it
Summery Kurt and Mercedes decide to meddle in their friends lives
Artie Abrams let out a long sigh as he wheeled up to Breadsticks Friday night wondering why in the world he would of let his friends drag him into something as desperate as a blind date. Removing his glasses he wiped them on his crisp white dress shirt thinking back to a few days ago.
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Wednesday after school he’d been on his way to one of the practice rooms getting prepped to practice a piece he’d been working on for Jazz Band when he was cornered by Mercedes Jones and Kurt Hummel.
He kind of felt bad, ignoring them the way he had been since the ‘incident’ but he didn’t know what to do in this situation after all they were Tina’s friends too.
“Artie…we need to stage an intervention,” Kurt said rather bluntly causing him to blink a bit.
“What Kurt here means is…you need to get over it.”
“Over what.”
“Over the fact that Tina’s now in a romantic entanglement with Mike.”
“You could of just said dating,” Artie said as he’d rolled his eyes at Kurt.
“What can I say,” the young fashionista said with a shrug, “I have a flair for the dramatic.”
“Anyway, I brought it upon myself… if only I paid attention to her more this summer.”
“Boy,” Mercedes interrupted, “if you keep living a life of what if you’ll never know what could have been.”
“That was deep,” Kurt said causing Mercedes to smile and the two teens to engage in a somewhat secret handshake of sorts causing Artie to roll his eyes.
“And a point to all of this…”
“I’ve taken the opportunity to set you up on a blind date,” Kurt said a smile on his face thinking that makeovers and match making were total crack to him.
“A blind date…really…I am still trying to cope with loosing the love of my life…”
“Love of your life Artie…your only sixteen and besides can’t you at least humor me.”
He paused thinking for a moment that if he said yes he’d go on the date his friends would move on their way where as if he said no they would just bug the crap out of him until he agreed.
“Fine, but no this… I don’t have to like her.”
“Fine, you don’t have to like her,” Mercedes said as she looked over at Kurt flashing a smirk to him.
“but you so will,” Kurt added before walking away with Mercedes
~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-Back in the present Artie looked at his watch while just inches away Quinn Fabray sat on a park bench.
The former queen bee didn’t want to admit to herself or anyone else that she of all people was nervous about the blind date that her friends set up for her.
“What if he’s only wanting to date me because of my reputation,” she had said to Mercedes the afternoon she had told the young blonde that she and Kurt had taken it upon themselves to set her up on a date.
She tried to argue that things were just moving too damn fast and her head was spinning. She was with Finn at the beginning of Sophomore year, had a one night stand with Puck…got pregnant…dumped Finn…dated Puck…dumped Puck rinsed and repeated with Puck for about two more times and was just about to enjoy the freedom of single life but no…
She looked at her watch as she stood up and walked the rest of the way to Breadsticks thinking that if her date was going sour she could text Matt or Brittany or someone to give her some kind of exit strategy.
As she got to the restaurant she was shocked to see a familiar figure sitting just outside.
“Artie?” she said as the young man wheeled around.
‘Quinn, hey,” he said looking up at her. The blonde’s pre pregnancy body was back and that evening she had been dressed in a a lavender colored sundress paired with a white sweater and silver ballet flats despite it being fall in Ohio.
“You look nice,” he added as he watched her eyes peer down to where he sat in his chair, a smile on her perfect pink lips as she saw him dressed up in his own right.
“So do you Artie…you here on a date.”
“You could say that.”
Letting out a sigh Quinn nodded sticking her hands in her pockets.
“I know what you mean…I don’t know why I let Mercedes convince me to go on this blind date.”
“Mercedes…blind date…”
It took exactly ten seconds for it to click.
“You’re my date, aren’t you Artie?” Quinn asked.
Artie just nodded. Maybe this wasn’t so bad after all. Quinn was a nice person, well once you stripped away her old ice queen persona. Quinn meanwhile let out a small sigh of relief at the fact her date was Artie, she liked Artie so maybe it wouldn’t be as horrific as she thought it would have been if she was set up with a stranger.
“I guess I am,” Artie finally said after silence figuring that Quinn wanted an actual response to her question.
“I bet I’m not what you were expecting, you know…someone from Glee…man Kurt and Mercedes must want Tina, Mike, and Puck to squirm.”
“Yea, I guess.”
“So do you want to go inside or do you want to sit out here and talk?” she asked him in a sweet tone.
“Well, since we’re here and all let’s make the most of this ‘date’,” he replied making air quotes with his gloved hands.
Quinn flashed him a bright smile as she followed him inside.
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“No way,” Artie said letting out a laugh as they were sitting and eating their dinner, “you’re joking.”
Quinn shook her head.
“I’m not...swear to god I used to act out Shakespeare Plays with my Barbie dolls.”
“And I thought I was the dork.”
“Your not a dork,” she said pausing, “well maybe a little bit.”
They both let out another laugh.
“So, what was your favorite one…no let me guess…Romeo and Juliet…I mean tragic love story…so up Quinn Fabray’s alley.”
“And how would Artie Abrams know what was up Quinn Fabray’s alley? God that sounded dirty didn’t it?”
Artie laughed.
“A bit…yea…so what was your play of choice? I’m right aren’t I…Romeo and Juliet?”
A smile crossed her lips.
“Your right…it was.”
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They continued their meal and conversation realizing that perhaps there was more method to Kurt and Mercedes and their madness then to just make certain members of New Directions realize what they had been given up.
“I’ve had a great time Artie,” Quinn said with a smile on her face as they headed out of the restaurant, “anyway I kind of have a confession to make.”
“Another one?”
“it’s silly really.”
“Silly like me admitting to crying during Toy Story 3 silly.”
Not answering this she simply smiled.
“I used to have the biggest crush on you Artie.”
“A crush? On me?…you mean like in the second grade before I was in the chair right? You’d play ‘Taming of the Shrew’ while thinking ‘I wonder if Artie has moved on from thinking that I have cooties?’”
“Post accident, Junior High…then I met Santana who convinced me that you were a loser with a capital L and I moved on.”
“I’ll have to thank Santana for that one at the next glee rehearsal then,” he said laughing wondering for a nano second ‘what if?’, “then again I’m sure she’d deny it up and down.”
Quinn just nodded as she noticed a familiar van approaching from the distance.
“Your ride’s here,” she said causing him to nod.
“Yea it is.”
“We should you know…do this again sometime…unless you think of me as your rebound.”
“I would never think that about you Quinn and yes I’d love to go out again sometime.”
Quinn smiled, leaning over to plant a sweet kiss on his cheek as the van pulled into park and Artie’s father was in the process of opening the door.
“See you Monday,” Quinn said walking away waving to him.
“Monday,” he replied as he moved toward the van thinking that he would definitely have to thank Kurt and Mercedes for setting up this date and getting him back out there.
THE END
A hs_bingo piece
Fandom Glee
Main Characters Artie Abrams/Quinn Fabray (with supporting rolls from Mercedes Jones & Kurt Hummel)
Notes/Disclaimers Still don’t own Glee… LOL anyway for this prompt I am playing with the Artina break up spoiler and adding my own personal AU agenda to it
Summery Kurt and Mercedes decide to meddle in their friends lives
Artie Abrams let out a long sigh as he wheeled up to Breadsticks Friday night wondering why in the world he would of let his friends drag him into something as desperate as a blind date. Removing his glasses he wiped them on his crisp white dress shirt thinking back to a few days ago.
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Wednesday after school he’d been on his way to one of the practice rooms getting prepped to practice a piece he’d been working on for Jazz Band when he was cornered by Mercedes Jones and Kurt Hummel.
He kind of felt bad, ignoring them the way he had been since the ‘incident’ but he didn’t know what to do in this situation after all they were Tina’s friends too.
“Artie…we need to stage an intervention,” Kurt said rather bluntly causing him to blink a bit.
“What Kurt here means is…you need to get over it.”
“Over what.”
“Over the fact that Tina’s now in a romantic entanglement with Mike.”
“You could of just said dating,” Artie said as he’d rolled his eyes at Kurt.
“What can I say,” the young fashionista said with a shrug, “I have a flair for the dramatic.”
“Anyway, I brought it upon myself… if only I paid attention to her more this summer.”
“Boy,” Mercedes interrupted, “if you keep living a life of what if you’ll never know what could have been.”
“That was deep,” Kurt said causing Mercedes to smile and the two teens to engage in a somewhat secret handshake of sorts causing Artie to roll his eyes.
“And a point to all of this…”
“I’ve taken the opportunity to set you up on a blind date,” Kurt said a smile on his face thinking that makeovers and match making were total crack to him.
“A blind date…really…I am still trying to cope with loosing the love of my life…”
“Love of your life Artie…your only sixteen and besides can’t you at least humor me.”
He paused thinking for a moment that if he said yes he’d go on the date his friends would move on their way where as if he said no they would just bug the crap out of him until he agreed.
“Fine, but no this… I don’t have to like her.”
“Fine, you don’t have to like her,” Mercedes said as she looked over at Kurt flashing a smirk to him.
“but you so will,” Kurt added before walking away with Mercedes
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The former queen bee didn’t want to admit to herself or anyone else that she of all people was nervous about the blind date that her friends set up for her.
“What if he’s only wanting to date me because of my reputation,” she had said to Mercedes the afternoon she had told the young blonde that she and Kurt had taken it upon themselves to set her up on a date.
She tried to argue that things were just moving too damn fast and her head was spinning. She was with Finn at the beginning of Sophomore year, had a one night stand with Puck…got pregnant…dumped Finn…dated Puck…dumped Puck rinsed and repeated with Puck for about two more times and was just about to enjoy the freedom of single life but no…
She looked at her watch as she stood up and walked the rest of the way to Breadsticks thinking that if her date was going sour she could text Matt or Brittany or someone to give her some kind of exit strategy.
As she got to the restaurant she was shocked to see a familiar figure sitting just outside.
“Artie?” she said as the young man wheeled around.
‘Quinn, hey,” he said looking up at her. The blonde’s pre pregnancy body was back and that evening she had been dressed in a a lavender colored sundress paired with a white sweater and silver ballet flats despite it being fall in Ohio.
“You look nice,” he added as he watched her eyes peer down to where he sat in his chair, a smile on her perfect pink lips as she saw him dressed up in his own right.
“So do you Artie…you here on a date.”
“You could say that.”
Letting out a sigh Quinn nodded sticking her hands in her pockets.
“I know what you mean…I don’t know why I let Mercedes convince me to go on this blind date.”
“Mercedes…blind date…”
It took exactly ten seconds for it to click.
“You’re my date, aren’t you Artie?” Quinn asked.
Artie just nodded. Maybe this wasn’t so bad after all. Quinn was a nice person, well once you stripped away her old ice queen persona. Quinn meanwhile let out a small sigh of relief at the fact her date was Artie, she liked Artie so maybe it wouldn’t be as horrific as she thought it would have been if she was set up with a stranger.
“I guess I am,” Artie finally said after silence figuring that Quinn wanted an actual response to her question.
“I bet I’m not what you were expecting, you know…someone from Glee…man Kurt and Mercedes must want Tina, Mike, and Puck to squirm.”
“Yea, I guess.”
“So do you want to go inside or do you want to sit out here and talk?” she asked him in a sweet tone.
“Well, since we’re here and all let’s make the most of this ‘date’,” he replied making air quotes with his gloved hands.
Quinn flashed him a bright smile as she followed him inside.
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“No way,” Artie said letting out a laugh as they were sitting and eating their dinner, “you’re joking.”
Quinn shook her head.
“I’m not...swear to god I used to act out Shakespeare Plays with my Barbie dolls.”
“And I thought I was the dork.”
“Your not a dork,” she said pausing, “well maybe a little bit.”
They both let out another laugh.
“So, what was your favorite one…no let me guess…Romeo and Juliet…I mean tragic love story…so up Quinn Fabray’s alley.”
“And how would Artie Abrams know what was up Quinn Fabray’s alley? God that sounded dirty didn’t it?”
Artie laughed.
“A bit…yea…so what was your play of choice? I’m right aren’t I…Romeo and Juliet?”
A smile crossed her lips.
“Your right…it was.”
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They continued their meal and conversation realizing that perhaps there was more method to Kurt and Mercedes and their madness then to just make certain members of New Directions realize what they had been given up.
“I’ve had a great time Artie,” Quinn said with a smile on her face as they headed out of the restaurant, “anyway I kind of have a confession to make.”
“Another one?”
“it’s silly really.”
“Silly like me admitting to crying during Toy Story 3 silly.”
Not answering this she simply smiled.
“I used to have the biggest crush on you Artie.”
“A crush? On me?…you mean like in the second grade before I was in the chair right? You’d play ‘Taming of the Shrew’ while thinking ‘I wonder if Artie has moved on from thinking that I have cooties?’”
“Post accident, Junior High…then I met Santana who convinced me that you were a loser with a capital L and I moved on.”
“I’ll have to thank Santana for that one at the next glee rehearsal then,” he said laughing wondering for a nano second ‘what if?’, “then again I’m sure she’d deny it up and down.”
Quinn just nodded as she noticed a familiar van approaching from the distance.
“Your ride’s here,” she said causing him to nod.
“Yea it is.”
“We should you know…do this again sometime…unless you think of me as your rebound.”
“I would never think that about you Quinn and yes I’d love to go out again sometime.”
Quinn smiled, leaning over to plant a sweet kiss on his cheek as the van pulled into park and Artie’s father was in the process of opening the door.
“See you Monday,” Quinn said walking away waving to him.
“Monday,” he replied as he moved toward the van thinking that he would definitely have to thank Kurt and Mercedes for setting up this date and getting him back out there.
THE END