Protect her.

-x-

"Oh fuck no!" He yells as he saw them. He knows there's at least 17 of them.

17 assholes, all holding at least one slushie.

in each fucking hand.

All smirks on their faces, and an evil look in their eyes as they walked closer and closer to his Rachel.

He can bet anything that it's not even grape.

Every cheerio, jock, even some screwed up nerds are smirking and already laughing as the fucktards walked closer and closer to her.
He doesn't understand how Figgins still has that stupid slushie machine here, but Figgins is going to hate his ass for what he'll do to him after this.

The last thing he hears though, is a bunch of stupid gasps, his girlfriend crying out for help and the jackasses he used to call friends say sorry a million times.

He thinks it's worth it.
(Though, it probably would have hurt less if he just would have pulled Rachel in the closest bathroom and lock it til the bell rang)

-x-

"You're a stupid asshole, you know this right?"

"nice to see you too, Sammy"

His friend just grins, "But seriously Puck, you couldn't have done something that wasn't get a slushie-fall and almost lose your memory all in one second?"

He shrugged.

"Rachel was freaking out dude! She wouldn't let you go, and when one of the football players tried to help, she almost ripped his arm off, no joke"

He look down at his sleeping girlfriend next to him and couldn't help but laugh at that, it's true, he was the one that taught her what she knows.
"wouldn't doubt that, Sam, how long was I out?"

"Since Rach and I brought you here. So, about 4 hours? She just fall asleep no longer then an hour ago."

"How many slushies was there? I could only see like 17"

"Around 30, they were all holding two. But who cares how many, what were you thinking!"

"I wanted to know what it felt like to get a slushie-fall."

Sam was about to open his mouth when he rolled his eyes.

"Dumbass, I was protecting my girlfriend. She's fucking tiny and if she was the one that got it, I would be dead two times over! Not just from her dads but my mom and probably Brittany!" he got a weird look, "Brittany is Rachel's best friend. Stupid, and she loves her "puckleberry"

Sam just rolled his eyes again, and He just laughed before telling- no ordering Sam to get out so he could go back to sleep before one of the daddy berries came back and told him and Rachel to get back to one of their homes to eat.

Still, he wouldn't change the day. Protecting his girlfriend is his number one job.
Even if that means he's the one getting hurt in the end.

A/N: Honestly? I debated on writing that last part after the second (-x-) Then I remembered, I have to have at least over 300 words.

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