Hey guys! Long time, no see. But hey, I am back, with a new "story". I'm writing a series of drabbles + posting them onto my tumblr account! So I decided, why not post them on FF as a series of different drabbles? It won't be one TV show, or musical, etc. It'll be a mix. Like, one day, a glee drabble will be posted, and a Spring Awakening one could be posted the next. Anyway, I really hope you enjoy these upcoming drabbles. Expect more to come!

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Quinn was roughly shoveling the driveway, on a bitter, stinging cold day. She disapproved of the fact that she was the only person left in the Fabray household besides her mother, who always busy.. working. She kept shoveling, but at a much slower, moderate pace. She fluttered, as the frigid breeze whirled upon her face, squinting her eyes, to keep at least a mediocre eyesight while finishing the dreadful job she was assigned to do. She begun to hear the noise of footprint-making in the snow.

"Hey, Fabray." Puck came up behind Quinn, drumming his finger upon her shoulder. She remained silent for a few seconds, as she quickly kept shoveling. She then slowly turned her head around, looking at the Mohawk boy.

"Puckerman, it's been a long time since I've spoken to you," She exhaled, then asserted in a cold voice.

"Look, I know we don't speak much anymore, but-"

"No, no, it's completely fine. I mean, it's not like we had a baby together or anything." She glances down, holding the shovel in her hands, blinking in a discontent way.

"And I realize that. I know I haven't been the best of a boyfrie- Well, ex-boyfriend, or, even a friend for that matter. I just want to.. you know, try and change that. Go back to the way we used to be. At ease." His hands are in his pockets, as he looks around, at the snow, gracefully falling down onto the ground.

"You know this snow's just going to cover the driveway again in about an hour, right?" He continues, as he nods. "Why don't we have a little.. fun?"

She rolls her eyes, dropping the shovel onto the snow, "What kind of fun do you have in mind..?"

He playfully grins, "Well, not that kind of fun. I was thinking, play in the snow? Now, before you say anything, I just think I need to get the inner child out of you. Ever since you started dating that Evans kid, you haven't been the Quinn I knew."

"I don't think that's a good ide-" He throws a snowball, aimed on her back. She slowly turns back around, facing at him, trying her best not to grin.

"Oh, it's ON, Puckerman." She runs for her front yard, as she starts to form snowballs, as they begin aiming at each other. They both laughed, as they each went back and forth at throwing snowballs at each other. After a while, they get mysteriously closer. They finally fall into the snow, laughing. He then moves closer to her, and they move close enough to kissing, but Quinn becomes hesitant.

"No, no. I can't. I'm sorry, Puck."

Ignoring her words, he slowly, and passionately kisses her on the lips, and after six seconds, lets go.

"See you soon, Fabray." He walks away, smiling.

A smile cracks onto her face, "Yes you will, Puckerman."