Puck hated English more than he did anything else, so therefore he watched the movie. I have to admit, this movie's pretty good.
Lancelot reminded him a lot of himself.
We both are totally loyal to our friends. Finn was one example, seeing as Puck didn't resent him for the amount of attention he got.
We both are in love with someone who is attached. Quinn's beautiful smile and sparkling blue eyes shone in the envisioning of Queen Guinevere.
And, to top it all off, we're both devilishly handsome. Puck looked in the window, to see his own reflection.
"Thou love Guinevere, but be cautious. If thou is found out, you'll break a brotherhood that could have been the concept of legends."
I'm not ready to be a dad, but I'll try for my Guinevere.
"Thou has made a wise choice. Do not make my mistake and lose thou life for it. Let her know thou love her. My confession was death, thou confession is a kiss."
"I have to see Quinn,"
Puck dashed out the door and hopped on his motorbike. With nothing to stop him, the speedometer pushed up to 100 miles per hour. Houses cruised past, blurring them into a line of mixing colors.
Until he saw Quinn waiting at the bustop to take her to Brittany's house.
"Quinn!" He called, parking his bike on the curb.
At first, she looked disgusted with him but slowly, it changed into curiosity. He ran toward her.
"What are doing here?" She asked.
Puck just caressed her cheek, leaning in to kiss her. She responded the way he'd hoped, kissing him back passionately.
"I love you, Quinn. I'd die for you."
"You don't know that."
"Yeah, I do."
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