Very brief fever dream I had. It seriously came to me at 1 in the morning and the next thing I knew I was at my computer hitting my keyboard like it owed me money.

As Puck got out of his truck he was instantly greeted by Quinn. He looked at her suspiciously. "I thought you didn't want anything to do with me." He said gruffly.

Quinn spoke quietly. "I changed my mind." Puck's face lit up. "But…" She continued. "I need you to prove your loyalty." She said.

He nodded. "How?"

Quinn smiled sweetly. "I don't want Finn with Rachel." She blurted out.

Puck looked confused. "There's nothing I can do about that."

Quinn smiled again. "Actually, there is."

***

Puck decided to start slow. Which was not usually what he would do. Because he was Noah Puckerman, and he could usually get any girl naked in less than five minutes. With the exception of Rachel Berry. So he had to take it slow. Like, really, really, slow.

So he started with a slushie. Grape to be exact. Sure he had pulled the trick before but it seemed to win her over in creepy romantic gesture type of way. He didn't even give it to her directly, he just put it in her locker, and watched from afar as she found it inside. It didn't have a note, just a slushie, that happened to be her favorite flavor.

Other than that he acted like nothing at all was different. When he saw her eying him curiously in Glee he didn't even acknowledge she was in the room. But apparently Quinn noticed because she keep flashing him whatever-you're-doing-keep-it-up glances. He just smiled and discreetly gave her the thumbs up signal.

This continued on for several weeks, him just leaving the slushies in her locker, but it wasn't until she took one of them to Glee did he take the next big step. Which was actually very small.

He gave it to her in person. When she walked into the Glee room, he walked up to her and handed her the slushie, ignoring the looks from everyone else. Rachel's eyes widened knowingly, but she took the slushie without saying anything, like she was expecting just that.

This continued for several more weeks. Sometimes he gave them to her at lunch, sometimes during Glee. But each time she didn't say anything, and he started to consider it a normal habit, a new part of his routine. But then Quinn confronted him.

"Look, I get that you're trying to be all romantic or whatever, but you need to step it up. You don't have that much time!" She hissed at him under her breath. "This baby will be born before you even kiss her!"

"Babe, relax. I got this." He rolled his eyes. Quinn's plan was unbelievable. It would never work. But if he wanted to be a part of this baby's life he had to try.

"Wait, so let me get this straight. You want me to seduce Rachel Berry?" He asked as he walked down the hall with Quinn by his side. Quinn nodded. "Why?" Puck asked.

Quinn sighed. "Because, when Finn finds out he won't want anything to do with her. And that's the only way to prevent something from going on between them!" She whined.

"Look." Puck said. "I may fuck a lot of girls, but if it's gonna be quick, they know that. I don't lie to them just to get sex then dump them, and that's exactly what you're asking me to do."

Quinn rolled her eyes. "Don't go all high-and-mighty on me Puck. Anyway, I know what I'm asking you to do is wrong, but please, just do it, for me." She blinked up at him. He sighed.

"Even if I agreed to, there's no way it would happen, Berry's just not like that."

"Look Puck. What were the chances of you impregnating the Captain of the Celibacy club? But you did. I'm living proof of that. If anyone can seduce a horny virgin, it's you."

Puck didn't know what to say, cause she did have a point.

"Fine." He said finally. "I'll try. But no guarantees." He said pointedly.

Quinn smiled sweetly. "That's all I'm asking."

***

Rachel glanced at the clock. Puck was five minutes late with her slushie. Every single day he found her and gave her one, and she was actually starting to enjoy it. It had started out as just grape, but sometimes he mixed it up with other flavors, mostly cherry. In fact by now she was sure that cherry was his favorite flavor because he often came in drinking those.

Sure the Glee kids had asked lots of questions about the daily slushies, even some Cheerios she didn't know got suspicious. But whenever they asked she just shrugged it off, and people started to accept that. But of course Finn was the hardest.

She heard footsteps coming down from the hall, and immediately straightened up. But instead of Puck, it was Kurt.

"Waiting for your slushie I presume?" He asked smugly. She frowned a little, but nodded anyway. "Well," Kurt continued. "I don't think you're getting one today. I saw Puck talking to Quinn down at the end of the hall." Rachel's frown deepened and her eyebrows furrowed. She sighed and walked out of the room.

But she had only made it about half-way down the hall when a strong pair of hands grabbed her and pulled her into the supply closet. She stifled a scream and prepared to attack whoever it was, though she was almost sure it was Jacob. But it wasn't, it was Puck.

He made no attempt to do to anything to her; he just looked at her and said, "Here's your slushie."

She tilted her head, wondering if she should say anything. But she did anyway. "Why do you keep giving me slushies? Don't get me wrong, I greatly enjoy the taste but it seems a little strange, I never thought we were friends."

Puck thought about this before answering. "Well, I've thrown a lot of slushies at you, and eventually I decided I'd give you one to drink for every time I slushied you."

Her eyebrows rose as she took a sip."You counted?"

"I guessed a lot." He admitted. She nodded solemnly.

"Well, thank you. I appreciate your apology. But why the closet?"

He shrugged. "I was feeling spontaneous." He paused. "Whoa, how do I know that?" He laughed a little. "You're rubbing off on my Berry."

She smiled. "Are you referring to my impressive vocabulary?"

He laughed a little more. "Basically."

She rolled her eyes. "Do you want to know where I get it from?" She asked mockingly. "I read." He rolled his eyes and attempted toward the door.

"Wait Noah!" He turned back to her smugly.

"You don't want me to leave?"

"No, but if we both leave at the same time what are people going to think?" She pointed out. He nodded understandingly.

"You wanna go first?" She nodded.

"Thank you Noah." She was unsure of what to do so she gave him an awkward one-armed hug before leaving. She glanced both ways before stepping out in the hall, trying to make sure no one saw her. However a voice calling her name alerted her that she had failed miserably.

"Rachel! What are you doing?" Kurt asked, with Mercedes at his side. Rachel started away from the closet and down the hall, attempting to ignore them.

"Was Puck in there?" Mercedes asked.

Rachel stopped and shook her head. "What would make you think that?"

Kurt rolled his eyes. "Maybe the fact that you went in there without a slushie and came out with one?" Rachel started walking again. But this time they didn't follow her.

She wasn't sure how Kurt could be such a gossiper, being in the Glee club and not necessarily considered popular, but all she knew was that whispers followed her wherever she went.

When she walked down the halls all she heard was 'supply closet' or 'her and Puck'. And to be honest it was getting quite annoying, and she was on the verge of interrupting a group of freshman to tell them it wasn't true when Puck approached her again.

"I'm pretty sure they found out, because now everyone's congratulating me for relieving you of your virginity." Rachel's face grew bright red.

"Did you tell them it wasn't true?" She asked through her teeth.

"Course. But it's kinda hard, considering my reputation and all. Damn, I'm going kill Hummel."

"I can see why you would want to but it wasn't me." Kurt said defensively, interrupting. "Someone else most of saw you because I didn't say a word." He turned to Rachel. "Did you see anyone else after you left?" He asked her.

She looked through her memory, trying to remember. She shook her head. "Well, I mean, I passed Quinn, but…"

***

"Shit!" Puck cursed loudly, than practically ran down the hall to a triumphant looking Quinn. "Quinn what the hell? I didn't get it done."

She rolled her eyes. "But everyone thinks you did. And that's good enough." She smiled. "You've done your job." She smiled sweetly, and then reached up on her toes to kiss him on the lips. Puck didn't know whether he should pull away or not, but she hadn't kissed him since that night, and it felt pretty damn good too. So he let her kiss him, and even kissed her back a little too. But he couldn't help but feel like it wasn't as good as it should be. Maybe it was because most of the hall was now looking in their direction (including Rachel), or maybe it was because he felt guilty for basically ruining the tiny bit of social life Rachel had left. But whatever it was, he shrugged it off, and kissed the girl he had worked so hard for.

***

Rachel wasn't sure what to feel when she saw Quinn and Puck kiss in the hallway. She felt a bit of angry, curiosity, and even a tiny fragment of longing in there. She hadn't been kissed like that in a long time. She imagined it felt very good.

But a small part of her felt happy, maybe now the rumors would cancel out, seeing as most everyone was witnessing this moment. Still, she was completely unsettled, as she crossed her arms, and closed her locker.

The thing that surprised her the most, was that the slushies still continued. Anonymously of course, sitting in places where only she would find them. And they were grape, always grape.

You see, I'm evil like this. I don't give you what you want, because most of you want kissing, or confessions of love, or something a lot steamier. But I don't because I'm evil. I get your hopes up, then I let you down. I won't be adding onto this, but here's the catch. If you really want to, you can. I give you guys full creative liberty to add your own stuff onto this and sort of repost it, as long as you know and give me credit because I came up with this first. Whether you continue this in your mind or on the forum is up to you. But remember, I know lots of lawyers, so if you do, give me credit.

--SiL3nT