First Date
Title/PromptFirst Date a hs_bingo piece
Fandom Glee
Main Characters Tina Cohen Chang/Artie Abrams
Notes/Disclaimersyes I know they ‘technically’ went out on a ‘date’ in Wheels but to me racing wheelchairs down the school hallways before the whole stutter bomb dropped…not so romantic. Timeline wise lets say it’s between Power of Madonna and Dream On though still kind of AU-esque for the simple fact these two don’t really have any cannon depth as a ship outside these three episodes mentioned above and some moments in ‘Journey’ that said, prepare for the fluffiness. Don’t own the fandom just my love of this shipping and my hopes for more of them in season 2
Summery Artie wants to take Tina out on a REAL date
Tilting her head up at the clock that hung on the wall Tina Cohen Chang let out a sigh of relief. It was her last period on Thursday afternoon and if she could only get through one more class then school would be out for the day (well besides glee rehearsal which she didn’t really count as school). She was listening haphazardly to the teachers lecture wondering when she’d use Algebra in the real world when a piece of paper smacked the back of her head. Turning around she looked thinking she’d see the laughing face of some dumb jock when instead she was met with a pair of friendly blue orbs.
“Pick it up,” Artie Abrams mouthed to her from where his wheelchair was set in the back of the room.
Waiting for their teacher to turn back around she did as she was told and unraveled the paper ball to see a note scrawled in his familiar penmanship.
-Friday Night?-
“Miss Cohen Chang,” the teachers voice rang out catching her off guard, “care to solve the equation?”
At least solving a problem on the white board didn’t involve any speaking as although being in New Directions had helped her step out of her comfort zones a bit she was still kind of shy. However in that moment the bell saved her and as the teacher rattled off that nights homework she watched him wheel outside into the hallway toward his locker.
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“So what about it T?” Artie asked when she approached him in the hallway a few minutes later with a hopeful glint in his eyes.
“What about what? That cryptic note you gave me?”
“I wasn’t going for cryptic woman I was going for romantic.”
She let out a small laugh at the way he endearingly called her woman. Though it was rather misogynistic it was also kind of cute in an Artie kind of way.
“Anyway,” she listened to him as he continued to speak, “I was kind of thinking, we’ve been together for a while and we should make it official…like go on a real date.”
As he said this they made their way closer and closer to the choir room as the notion of his comment sunk in.
What did he mean by a REAL date? After all they had been out countless times before on what she would consider dates, sure it was mostly studying or Pizza at one of their houses but she had always thought they were special.
Arriving at the choir room they realized they were the last two to enter and they slipped in to their usual seats in front of Kurt Hummel and Mercedes Jones as Mr. Schuster went on about the moral of whatever assignment he had taught them that week and how the lesson would surely give them edge at Regionals.
When finally their teacher called it a day, Tina looked over to Artie and smiled.
“Sure,” she mouthed in his direction before leaning over to give him a kiss on his cheek before he wheeled out to go meet his father in the parking lot.
“What was that all about?” Kurt asked eyeing his friend.
“Artie asked me out and I said yes.”
“Girl,” Mercedes said, “we have to go shopping.”
Tina winced.
She disliked shopping especially when it was in the company of those two.
“I don’t even know what we are doing.”
“Don’t worry,” Kurt said with a smile, “fashion is like a sixth sense to me.”
Letting out a sigh she reluctantly agreed to head to the mall with her friends and let them use her as their living Barbie doll for the remains of the afternoon.
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The following day seemed to linger on at a snails pace however she did find out where they were heading to that evening, or at least where Artie and her were meeting.
“So, your dad’s still on business and it’s your moms weekend to work night shift at the hospital right.”
Tina nodded amazed at how much Artie had known of her parents work habits and flashed a smile at him as he went on about her meeting him at the local bakery and coffee shop.
“Sounds like a plan,” she said smiling, “and after that.”
He grinned telling her she’d just have to wait and see.
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It was 6PM on the dot as she entered the shop dressed in the pair of black jeans and deep purple top that Kurt and Mercedes had helped her pick out.
“Wow T,” Artie said taking her in, “you look amazing.”
“You don’t look so bad yourself,” she replied as she looked over to where he sat in his chair dressed in a pair of jeans and a blue polo shirt that brought out his eyes.
They placed an order before taking a seat at a table on the far end of the shop.
“So, what would be your ideal date,” Artie asked.
“Why, so you can woo me by recreating it.”
He let out a laugh.
“Fat chance that I’d be able to help you recreate your deepest darkest fantasy what with the limited amount of activities to do in this town mixed with the fact that I’m in this stupid chair which means that the list is cut down considerably.”
“I don’t think your chair is stupid, it’s part of what makes me love you.”
He sweetly smiled to her as those words melted his heart.
“Seriously though, hypothetically what would your perfect date entail.”
“I think just being with someone special and having fun…that would be perfect.”
It was in that moment that his adorkable smile crossed his lips.
“When we’re finished I know just he place we should go.”
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“The Arcade?” Tina said, “your such a dork Artie.”
“Name call all you want but you know you just can’t wait to get all up on this.”
She let out a laugh as she leaned over to kiss his cheek softly.
Pulling back she watched as he clapped his gloved hands together gloating that despite the chair he was a total wiz at skee ball and he planed to win enough tickets to get her a giant stuffed animal.
“Your on,” she replied, “but lets up the ante a bit Abrams.”
He looked over to her with a curious look.
“Let me stop you right there, it’s the mans job to win his lady a stuffed animal at least that’s what those chick flicks my mom watches says.”
“You did not just say what I thought you did…” she paused shaking her head knowing that he wouldn’t respond as her question had been strictly rhetorical, “anyway I still want that giant stuffed animal it’s just that maybe we could compete for one game? It doesn’t even have to be skee ball if you don’t want.”
He smiled wheeling over to an open-air hockey table, which was low enough for him to play on.
“Fine, you’re on.”
He couldn’t believe she beat him…though in his defense the game was close and soon he was racking up the tickets on skee ball while she was partially watching him and cheering him on and partially playing various other video games.
They felt like little kids despite the fact that both of them were sixteen-year-old High School Sophomores and it was awesome.
“So Artie,” Tina asked as they made their way to the prize counter, “do you have enough.”
He looked at the slip of paper that held the number of tickets he’d accumulated that night added to the amount of tickets he’d accumulated on previous trips to the Arcade (though Tina needent know about the latter) and looked into her soft eyes nodding.
“Do you want the Faux Pooh Bear,” he said pointing to a generic looking yellow bear in a red t-shirt, “or the…what is that a Zebra?”
Tina looked over to the purple and black striped stuffed toy.
“It’s a Zebra and that’s what I want.”
“As you wish,” he said with a smile as he wheeled over to the guy behind the counter and handed him the slip telling him what he wanted as a prize.
Nodding the college-aged kid took down the Zebra and handed it to Artie who promptly handed it to Tina.
“For you m’lady,” he said with a cheesy accent and a smirk.
“Thank you kind sir,” she joked in an equally bad accent as they made their way to the door.
“So, you thought of a name yet?”
“It’s been less then five minutes,” she said as she wrapped her hands around the doll, “but I have a thing for guys with alliterative names,” she added causing him to blush, “and so I was thinking Ziggy.”
“Ziggy the Zebra,” he replied as they began to move along the sidewalk back to where they came from, “has a nice ring to it.”
In that moment the sky opened up and rain began to fall gently causing Tina’s face to light up as she leant in taking Artie off guard and locking her lips into his for a kiss.
Pulling back she grinned.
“I-I’ve always wanted to do that,” she simply replied as he motioned toward the small ice-cream shop they were standing in front of, silently suggesting they duck inside.
Sheltering themselves all at once from the storm he looked over to her damp figure.
“I’m going to call my dad to tell him to pick us up here,” Artie said, “but before I do I have a quick question.”
“Shoot.”
“Scale of 1 to 10 how would you rank this date.”
She smiled.
“Best first date ever,” she said with a smile as she watched him wheel away.
THE END
Fandom Glee
Main Characters Tina Cohen Chang/Artie Abrams
Notes/Disclaimersyes I know they ‘technically’ went out on a ‘date’ in Wheels but to me racing wheelchairs down the school hallways before the whole stutter bomb dropped…not so romantic. Timeline wise lets say it’s between Power of Madonna and Dream On though still kind of AU-esque for the simple fact these two don’t really have any cannon depth as a ship outside these three episodes mentioned above and some moments in ‘Journey’ that said, prepare for the fluffiness. Don’t own the fandom just my love of this shipping and my hopes for more of them in season 2
Summery Artie wants to take Tina out on a REAL date
Tilting her head up at the clock that hung on the wall Tina Cohen Chang let out a sigh of relief. It was her last period on Thursday afternoon and if she could only get through one more class then school would be out for the day (well besides glee rehearsal which she didn’t really count as school). She was listening haphazardly to the teachers lecture wondering when she’d use Algebra in the real world when a piece of paper smacked the back of her head. Turning around she looked thinking she’d see the laughing face of some dumb jock when instead she was met with a pair of friendly blue orbs.
“Pick it up,” Artie Abrams mouthed to her from where his wheelchair was set in the back of the room.
Waiting for their teacher to turn back around she did as she was told and unraveled the paper ball to see a note scrawled in his familiar penmanship.
-Friday Night?-
“Miss Cohen Chang,” the teachers voice rang out catching her off guard, “care to solve the equation?”
At least solving a problem on the white board didn’t involve any speaking as although being in New Directions had helped her step out of her comfort zones a bit she was still kind of shy. However in that moment the bell saved her and as the teacher rattled off that nights homework she watched him wheel outside into the hallway toward his locker.
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“So what about it T?” Artie asked when she approached him in the hallway a few minutes later with a hopeful glint in his eyes.
“What about what? That cryptic note you gave me?”
“I wasn’t going for cryptic woman I was going for romantic.”
She let out a small laugh at the way he endearingly called her woman. Though it was rather misogynistic it was also kind of cute in an Artie kind of way.
“Anyway,” she listened to him as he continued to speak, “I was kind of thinking, we’ve been together for a while and we should make it official…like go on a real date.”
As he said this they made their way closer and closer to the choir room as the notion of his comment sunk in.
What did he mean by a REAL date? After all they had been out countless times before on what she would consider dates, sure it was mostly studying or Pizza at one of their houses but she had always thought they were special.
Arriving at the choir room they realized they were the last two to enter and they slipped in to their usual seats in front of Kurt Hummel and Mercedes Jones as Mr. Schuster went on about the moral of whatever assignment he had taught them that week and how the lesson would surely give them edge at Regionals.
When finally their teacher called it a day, Tina looked over to Artie and smiled.
“Sure,” she mouthed in his direction before leaning over to give him a kiss on his cheek before he wheeled out to go meet his father in the parking lot.
“What was that all about?” Kurt asked eyeing his friend.
“Artie asked me out and I said yes.”
“Girl,” Mercedes said, “we have to go shopping.”
Tina winced.
She disliked shopping especially when it was in the company of those two.
“I don’t even know what we are doing.”
“Don’t worry,” Kurt said with a smile, “fashion is like a sixth sense to me.”
Letting out a sigh she reluctantly agreed to head to the mall with her friends and let them use her as their living Barbie doll for the remains of the afternoon.
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The following day seemed to linger on at a snails pace however she did find out where they were heading to that evening, or at least where Artie and her were meeting.
“So, your dad’s still on business and it’s your moms weekend to work night shift at the hospital right.”
Tina nodded amazed at how much Artie had known of her parents work habits and flashed a smile at him as he went on about her meeting him at the local bakery and coffee shop.
“Sounds like a plan,” she said smiling, “and after that.”
He grinned telling her she’d just have to wait and see.
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It was 6PM on the dot as she entered the shop dressed in the pair of black jeans and deep purple top that Kurt and Mercedes had helped her pick out.
“Wow T,” Artie said taking her in, “you look amazing.”
“You don’t look so bad yourself,” she replied as she looked over to where he sat in his chair dressed in a pair of jeans and a blue polo shirt that brought out his eyes.
They placed an order before taking a seat at a table on the far end of the shop.
“So, what would be your ideal date,” Artie asked.
“Why, so you can woo me by recreating it.”
He let out a laugh.
“Fat chance that I’d be able to help you recreate your deepest darkest fantasy what with the limited amount of activities to do in this town mixed with the fact that I’m in this stupid chair which means that the list is cut down considerably.”
“I don’t think your chair is stupid, it’s part of what makes me love you.”
He sweetly smiled to her as those words melted his heart.
“Seriously though, hypothetically what would your perfect date entail.”
“I think just being with someone special and having fun…that would be perfect.”
It was in that moment that his adorkable smile crossed his lips.
“When we’re finished I know just he place we should go.”
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“The Arcade?” Tina said, “your such a dork Artie.”
“Name call all you want but you know you just can’t wait to get all up on this.”
She let out a laugh as she leaned over to kiss his cheek softly.
Pulling back she watched as he clapped his gloved hands together gloating that despite the chair he was a total wiz at skee ball and he planed to win enough tickets to get her a giant stuffed animal.
“Your on,” she replied, “but lets up the ante a bit Abrams.”
He looked over to her with a curious look.
“Let me stop you right there, it’s the mans job to win his lady a stuffed animal at least that’s what those chick flicks my mom watches says.”
“You did not just say what I thought you did…” she paused shaking her head knowing that he wouldn’t respond as her question had been strictly rhetorical, “anyway I still want that giant stuffed animal it’s just that maybe we could compete for one game? It doesn’t even have to be skee ball if you don’t want.”
He smiled wheeling over to an open-air hockey table, which was low enough for him to play on.
“Fine, you’re on.”
He couldn’t believe she beat him…though in his defense the game was close and soon he was racking up the tickets on skee ball while she was partially watching him and cheering him on and partially playing various other video games.
They felt like little kids despite the fact that both of them were sixteen-year-old High School Sophomores and it was awesome.
“So Artie,” Tina asked as they made their way to the prize counter, “do you have enough.”
He looked at the slip of paper that held the number of tickets he’d accumulated that night added to the amount of tickets he’d accumulated on previous trips to the Arcade (though Tina needent know about the latter) and looked into her soft eyes nodding.
“Do you want the Faux Pooh Bear,” he said pointing to a generic looking yellow bear in a red t-shirt, “or the…what is that a Zebra?”
Tina looked over to the purple and black striped stuffed toy.
“It’s a Zebra and that’s what I want.”
“As you wish,” he said with a smile as he wheeled over to the guy behind the counter and handed him the slip telling him what he wanted as a prize.
Nodding the college-aged kid took down the Zebra and handed it to Artie who promptly handed it to Tina.
“For you m’lady,” he said with a cheesy accent and a smirk.
“Thank you kind sir,” she joked in an equally bad accent as they made their way to the door.
“So, you thought of a name yet?”
“It’s been less then five minutes,” she said as she wrapped her hands around the doll, “but I have a thing for guys with alliterative names,” she added causing him to blush, “and so I was thinking Ziggy.”
“Ziggy the Zebra,” he replied as they began to move along the sidewalk back to where they came from, “has a nice ring to it.”
In that moment the sky opened up and rain began to fall gently causing Tina’s face to light up as she leant in taking Artie off guard and locking her lips into his for a kiss.
Pulling back she grinned.
“I-I’ve always wanted to do that,” she simply replied as he motioned toward the small ice-cream shop they were standing in front of, silently suggesting they duck inside.
Sheltering themselves all at once from the storm he looked over to her damp figure.
“I’m going to call my dad to tell him to pick us up here,” Artie said, “but before I do I have a quick question.”
“Shoot.”
“Scale of 1 to 10 how would you rank this date.”
She smiled.
“Best first date ever,” she said with a smile as she watched him wheel away.
THE END