30 Days of Puckurt Drabbles Days Twenty AND Twenty-One

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Sorry, guys! Yesterday got away from me. Happy belated solstice.

Welcome to Days Twenty & Twenty-One of 30 Days of Puckurt Drabbles in June: 2012 Edition!

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30 Magic Moments- Soap Suds and Feathers (1/4)

[greenglowsgold]

*Day 21. We interrupt your regularly-scheduled kid!fic to bring you some forth-year-style hijinks.
This is technically the precursor to an event mentioned in Lugweed and Logic, but it’s a vague connection.

The voice might have been welcome at any other time, but now it was waking him from a very pleasant dream. “Kurt. Kurt, wake up. Kurt!” Seriously, one of those shiny-spectacular dreams that looked like a movie where someone had messed with the contrast so the colors were brighter than they should ever really be, and he wasn’t leaving without a fight. “Kurt!”

The last word, hissed close enough to his ear to sound like a shout, was accompanied a moment later by a sudden rush of cold air. Kurt yelped and scrambled up, hands searching wildly for the blankets that had been keeping him warm up until a few seconds ago and finding them held away by possibly the only person who would dare wake him up this late.

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“Puck. What the hell is wrong with you?” Puck watched as Kurt lunged forward, reaching for the blankets, but he danced

30 Magic Moments- Soap Suds and Feathers (2/4)

[greenglowsgold]

He brought them to a halt halfway down a hallway after counting out the right number of doors, leaned in toward the handle a little, and whispered the password (overheard earlier that evening) before pulling Kurt through the open door and closing it quickly behind them. He was pretty good at avoiding anyone who wandered the halls at night and staying out of trouble, but it wasn’t worth hanging out in the open for longer than necessary.

“Oh, wow,” Kurt said softly, staring out at the room around them, and Puck felt a wave of triumph at the reaction. Of course Kurt was impressed. Everything around them was polished and marble with a ‘bathtub’ that was much more the size of a small swimming pool set into the floor of the room. Puck had only gotten a fleeting look at it the first time, but it was just as cool as he remembered it being, and he tugged Kurt over to the edge before the boy was done staring. “So, where are we

30 Magic Moments- Soap Suds and Feathers (3/4)

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“Kurt?”

“Yes?”

“Jesus.” Puck jerked sharply at the answer that came about six inches from his left ear. “Don’t do that

30 Magic Moments- Soap Suds and Feathers (4/4)

[greenglowsgold]

Kurt let out a soft squeak next to him, not quite loud enough to catch the attention of whoever was just entering the room, but Puck slapped a hand over his mouth regardless. If this was the prefects’ bathroom, the person coming in was probably a prefect, duh, and he wasn’t going to get a detention out of this. No way