This is a dialogue exercise to get rid of the huge writer's block for Hard School Magic. Basically, it's a plot bunny that got in my head after this huge snowball fight at school before our Christmas break.
Title: Of Snowball Fights and Too Hot Chocolate
Rating: T because I don't want toddlers to get scarred because of minimal romance
Universe: Glee
Pairing: Kurt/Puck
Warning: Slash, swearing, snow
Spoilers: None at all. Seeing as we in the Netherlands haven't seen anything of Season 2 yet, I'm seriously torturing myself by not reading any stories about these "Sam" or "Blaine" creatures...
Summary: Puck throws a snowball, Kurt moans and pants are ruined. Twice.
Writer: Light
Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN ANYTHING
"Hey Hummel!"
"What do you want now, No-"
"Hah! Right between the eyes! Yes, ladies and gentlemen, the Puckzilla is still in the game!"
"Oh, for God's sake, you moronic Neanderthal! THIS IS ALEXANDER MCQUEEN! Why is it so hard to understand that you just don't damage Alexander Mcqueen?"
"Jeez, Hummel, how 'bout you stop screeching into my ear with a voice no living creature will ever be able to reproduce?"
"Are you deaf now?"
"No..."
"Damn."
" 'Scuse me? You want the Puckinator deaf?"
"Or blind, but I can just poke your eyes out for- OH MY GOD!"
"Ow... What now, Hummel? You on your period or somethin'?"
"You messed up my hair!"
"...You're kidding me."
"I do not joke about my 'do."
"Seriously, why would anyone want their hair all slicked up like you have? It's ridiculous."
"Yeah, and that thing you have on your head is perfectly normal..."
"There is nothing wrong with the 'Hawk!"
"Everything is wrong with the 'Hawk! Now buzz off, I need to fix my hair."
"Why?"
"...Excuse me?"
"...Why?"
"...Because it's messed up?"
"..."
"..."
"..."
"...Puck?"
"...What?"
"Why do you want my hair to look like this?"
"..."
"Puck?"
"...Becauseilikeitbetterlikethis"
"...Wait, what?"
"...I... like it better like this."
"...Huh?"
"I... it's..."
"Noah... Are you blushing?"
"What? No!"
"I think you are..."
"Oh, shut up!"
"Well, if this isn't an interesting twist! Noah Puckerman is-"
"Okay! Fine, I think you're hot with messy hair! Okay?"
"..."
"..."
"..."
"...Why do I have the idea that wasn't what you were going to say?"
"I... Noah, what just-"
"Your pants are ruined."
"...OH CRAP!"
"..."
"STOP LAUGHING YOU SATANIC ASSHOLE!"
" 'Kay, how 'bout I go get you some hot chocolate?"
"...Fine, but you're paying for the damage!"
"What? No way!"
"Aaaah..."
"Would you please stop moaning? People are gonna start thinking I'm doing something bad to you underneath the table! Seriously, it's just hot chocolate!"
"You stop winking everytime you say "hot", I stop... appreciating my coffee."
"Appreciating, my ass. More like making love to. And, hey, I'm just that hot!"
"Aaaaaaaaand another wink. You fail as a sex shark."
"Hey, still moving, aren't I?"
"You calling this moving?"
"Oh, come on. You totally dig me."
"Am not!"
"No, and you were definitely not just checking out my ass."
"...Was not."
"Just admit you want me."
"...Fine."
"Still moving-"
"..."
"...Oh god..."
"Oh, and I'm the one making too much creepy noises!"
"Holy crap, where did you learn that?"
"I didn't have to learn, I'm a natural tal-OW!"
"Yeah, now you just ruined your own pants."
"OH CRAP!"
"..."
"STOP LAUGHING, GODDAMNIT!"
I'm not 100% sure this is gonna fix my writer's block, but at least I'm rid of the plot bunny.
Truth is, I didn't even remotely like this. Too much "..."'s IMO.
Well, we'll possibly, probably not see my writer's block dissapear after this! R&R everyone!
Julian out!