A/N: So I was watching Bones, I'm not sure if you guys watch that show and one of the episodes inspired this. Anyway I know its been a while since an update, I've just had tons of stuff on my plate. School. Other stories. Which reminds me, if you like Puckleberry stories I'm working on a Glee adaption of the Hangover so you should definitely check that out. Okay! Enough with the advertising and rambling. I know its short but I thought it was a cute little idea, I dont know you tell me. I LOVE feedback/ reviews, so please take the time and leave one. :D Enjoy.

Disclaimer: I do not own glee, at all, even though I wish I could have mark salling all to myself ;)


Diner Dash

They finally finish dinner at Breadstix and are talking about good and bad as they wait for the check patiently.

"My philosophy? You have to be bad to be good." Puck says simply, sitting back against his seat as if his statement is the epitome of enlightenment.

Rachel scowls incredulously as she thinks over his statement.

"That's ridiculous." she concludes shaking her head resolutely and picking up her menu to distract herself.

"No. Think about it. It makes sense. You don't know what's good unless you do something bad to prove that you are good." he tries to explain, leaning in toward her and laying his hand on hers. The scowl on her face suddenly falls and she screws up her face in thought.

"What is it?" he wonders, hoping he didn't do anything unknowingly stupid to upset her. When he started caring about that, he doesn't know. Probably the same time they started these weekly dinner dates.

"Its just, I've never done anything bad." she tells him in realization and Puck still finds himself unsure of where she's going. It happens a lot, she always seems to be ten steps ahead of him, leaving him to figure out where her mind has jumped to.

"What do you mean you've never done anything bad?" he questions, thinking over all the things he's done. He's done enough bad for the both of them. He's done enough bad for a few people.

"I've never done anything intentionally bad." she says in a panic and Puck just raises a brow in confusion, still lost.

"And?" he counters, trying and failing to see her point. Her eyes grow wide and her jaw drops open.

"That means I'm not good." she almost shouts at him and he mentally chastises himself for causing her to worry.

"Don't take it like that, Rach. I didn't it…what I meant was…" he trails off trying to gather his thoughts and form a coherent sentence but she looks at him fearfully.

"No, you're right." she interrupts sadly, her face the vision of hurt as she tries to recall anything that would make her good.

"You know what? We're going to do something bad." Puck says a wide grin stretching across his lips. The perfect idea coming to mind.

"What?" she questions conspiratorially, looking from left to right to make sure no one hears them and also feeling the rush of adrenaline rush through her veins, just talking about it.

"Come on." he urges, sliding from his seat and pulling her out of the booth.

"Noah? What are you doing? We have to pay for this!" she says gesturing toward their plates.

"Come on, Berry. You never do anything fun. Lighten up will ya?" he asks taking her hand and starting toward the door.

"No, that's stealing!" Puck just shrugs and keeps walking. "Are you serious?" she questions reverently, looking to Puck as if she's waiting for the punch line of a joke.

Puck looks back at her and smiles causing her to stop abruptly.

"Wait, really?" she says, her eyes growing in wonder. He has to really keep himself from laughing at her reaction. "Oh my god! Ahhh." she squeals as they dash out of Breadstix and jump into Puck's truck.

"We're bad. We should not have done that. Maybe we should go back…" she lays her hand on the door handle, ready to throw the car door open, run inside, apologize and pay but he stops her, pressing down on the lock button and grabbing her hand.

"No way. You are following through with this." Puck insists, shoving his key into the ignition of his truck with his free hand. "Now you've done something bad, which makes you, ultimately, good." he reasons and she sighs in relief, smiling happily. He knew using logic would work on her and the smile on her face makes facing possible consequences totally worth it.