Written for this prompt from the Quinn/Artie Forum:
"You think you're funny?" + "I think I'm adorable."
Texting fic!
Q: Where are you?
A: Why do you want to know?
Q: Um...because I do?
A: I'll never tell!
Q: That means you're either doing something unmentionable, or you're lying in your bed.
A: I repeat...I'll never tell!
Q: If you're texting me while you're doing...something, then STOP IT NOW!
A: ...? Mind? Meet gutter.
Q: Yours or mine?
A: Both, apparently. :P
Q: I repeat: Where are you?
A: Outside your window.
Q: Artie! You are not.
A: How do you know?
Q: Because I highly doubt you could be outside my window without letting me know?
A: Because I can't actually get to your window, because it's on the second floor?
Q: No, because you can't stand to be close to me without making your presence known.
A: Riiiight, that's it.
Q: You know it's true.
A: You think you're funny?
Q: I think I'm adorable. And you can't keep your hands off me. If you were outside, you'd be...inside right now, with your hands all over me.
A: Is there a texting face that means BLUSHING?
Q: :D
A: No, that's the gigantic super happy smile!
Q: I KNOW.
A: Oh.
Q: Wait...did you just say you were blushing?
A: Um...no...
Q: Yes you did!
A: Everything makes me blush! I see a butterfly...I blush. Cute puppy? I blush. Baby elephant? Blush.
Q: ...
A: It's true.
Q: You're weird.
A: And that's why the ladies go wild when I enter the room.
Q: Right...that's why the ladies go wild.
A: Hold up. The ladies go wild? Because I was just kidding.
Q: LOL, Artie.
A: ...totally wasn't kidding.
Q: And you think YOU'RE funny?
A: I think I'm adorable.
Q: I ALREADY SAID THAT.
A: Oh well. I AM adorable.
Q: Not as adorable as I am!
A: Prove it!
Q: Ok! I just might do that!
A: Bring it, woman! We can have an adorable-off.
Q: And who'll be the judge?
A: My fan club.
Q: You have a fan club? If so, they're totally biased.
A: My mom?
Q: Artie! Your mom is not judging our adorable-off!
A: Ok, fine. How about we judge each other?
Q: How does that work?
A: Ok, forget that. Wanna make out?
Q: ...is this Puck? Because I thought I was texting Artie.
A: These aren't the droids you're looking for.
Q: ...that makes no sense in this context.
A: That's because you didn't see my hand gesture.
Q: ...Did you...take something?
A: No, why?
Q: You still haven't told me where you are!
A: I'm at a party.
Q: ...Artie...
A: Fine. I'm lying in bed.
Q: That's too bad, because I was going to say I'd come over, but if you're in bed...
A: I'm not in bed. I'm frolicking delightedly!
Q: ...right. And you're sure you didn't take something?
A: 100% Artie here.
Q: Oooook.
A: Seriously though...I am lying in bed, and you are more than welcome to come join me.
Q: Ok, I'll be right over. Should I bring anything?
A: I'd love a pizza.
Q: It's 2:30 in the morning.
A: ...Oh. In that case...I'd love it if you forgot your pyjamas so you have to borrow mine.
Q: I'm already wearing some.
A: Oh. Well...could you bring...screw it. Bring yourself and nothing else. My bed awaits.
Q: Give me fifteen minutes.
A: I can't wait that long.
Q: Patience is a virtue, you know.
A: No...I mean I might be asleep by then.
Q: Good to know that I excite you so much that you want to fall asleep.
A: I'm tired!
Q: Fine, I won't come then.
A: I'm wide awake and as bushy tailed as a chipmunk!
Q: ...I'll be right over. Will you be hung over in the morning? Should I bring you something for that?
A: I haven't been drinking. My awesome is just showing through.
Q: ...you'd better cover it up then.
A: LOL!
Q: See you in 15?
A: Roger that, Captain!
Q: Captain Q, over and out.
A: I love it when you say things like that.
Q: I know.
A/N: QUARTIE FICATHON NOW IN PROGRESS! All the fics that have been posted so far are AMAZING, and anyone reading this should go read them all!
Or...better yet...join us and write some! Details can be found in the Quinn/Artie Forum, or you can PM me!