"Noah, I have recently discovered that you do not know what I really dislike about you. To keep this relationship, I believe that it is essential to tell you and bring it to your attention."
"Baby, there ain't any fucking way that you hate something about me. Look at my guns!"
Noah's Ego: 100%
"Yes, I understand Noah. They are very muscular. That leads me to number one. I hate how you always show of your muscular arms. They are very lovely, though, but it gets quite annoying."
Noah's Ego: 100%-25%= 75%
"Wha-"
"Noah, don't interrupt. I was thinking about something else I really dislike about you. Oh yes, thank you for reminding me Noah. I really dislike it when you interrupt me. It gets very tiring. I don't mind it much, unless you interrupt my thoughts, or when I'm telling you my plans for Broadway."
Noah's Ego: 75%-25%= 50%
"Hmm… I wonder what type of thoughts you have babe."
"Noah! Don't do that. That leads me to something else. You're always thinking about getting laid! Noah, I understand the fact that you and I have not gotten to the phase yet, but please be patient. I cannot become pregnant like Quinn was! It will ruin my plans for Broadway."
Noah's Ego: 50%-25%= 25%
"Are you saying that I will ruin your fucking plans for Broadway if we just have sex? I'll use a fucking condom! Or are you just saying that 'cause you don't want us to fuck?"
"Noah… please be patient. It's not that I don't want to have sexual intercourse with you; it's just that what if I become pregnant? Then that will put my career back for a few years! That is just unaccept-"
"Rach! My ego has fucking deflated! Don't fucking say another thing! Unless if has nothing to do with the stuff you fucking dislike about me!"
"Noah… those are the stuff I dislike about you, but I wouldn't want you another way. If you had super skinny arms, I would most likely not be with you, because that's just not who you are! And imagine if you never interrupt me. I would get in trouble… though I would appreciate it if you don't interrupt when I'm talking about my plans for Broadway. A star's thoughts must never be disrupted. Other than the fact that you always encourage me to have sex with you, you have been patient for the last 8 months. After what you said ten seconds ago, I am going to consider it. Noah… don't let what I just said bother you. I know I just basically said it few seconds ago, but I love you, forever."
"This ain't some kinda shit that you said to Finnesa right?"
"No. I love you Noah."
"Love ya too babe."
Noah's Ego: 25%+125%=150%
"Fucking love ya babe. You make me feel like a badass king… shit… I'm whipped."
This is probably one of the worst stories I ever wrote. The idea sounded so much better in my head. But still, reviews and feedback?
Disclaimer: See this story? Yeah… Glee would be filled with Puckleberry and no Finchel. And I most likely would confuse the watchers/viewers on what the show is about: Puckleberry or Glee. I just confused myself there.