The end. The last chapter. I know, I know. You've been waiting for this for a really long time. I get it. I actually wrote this over the summer, then my laptop crashed in August, didn't get it back until two weeks ago and I finally found it! YAY! And I hope you guys like it. It's really smushy lovey but come on! I vant smushy lovey Puckleberry! I VANT IT! I VANT IT SO BADLY! And I tried to give this story a proper goodbye. I apologise if you don't like it. Don't read it then. OH! A DISCLAIMER! RIGHT! I do not own Glee. Hopefully in the near future neither will Ryan Murphy but a Puckleberry lover will.
Ah summer! For many a time of joy. For a certain Rachel Berry and a Noah Puckerman it was a time of taking care of little children at a playgroup. Rachel did it because she volunteered and it would look good on her college application. Puck did it because his sister and mother blackmailed him into it and, although he'd never admit it, he wanted to spent time with Rachel.
"NOAH! WATCH OUT!" Berry yelled at him when a small girl ran at him. He quickly moved out of the way but fell over onto the table with the toys.
"Woah. Damn." He tried to get up but instead he tangled himself in more. He heard Rachel stifle her laughter. "Berry, wanna help me out here?" Rachel helped him out but she would not stop laughing as she did so. "Thanks."
"No problem. Be careful Noah. These little children are ruthless." She moved closer to his face and said with a serious face. "They will be the death of you." Puck blinked stunned. Rachel smiled at him and shoved the toys into his hands. "Now you should clean this up." She walked away to two boys who were fighting and separated them. Puck looked after her.
"What just happened?" He asked no one in particular.
"You are in loooove." Sang a delicate voice behind him. Puck turned to see a small girl with brown hair and green eyes smiling at him. She couldn't have been more than 6 years old and the fact that such a small child could recognize love better than he could scared him more than a bit.
"Huh? How do you know? I mean what's your name lil girl?" The girl scrunched her face up in a grimace...BUT SHE WAS TOO ADORABLE FOR THAT!
"Ew. Don't say 'lil girl'. You sound like a pervert." She sighed and crossed her arms. "My name is not important but what's important is the fact that you and the pretty girl deserve to be together. Exhibit A) You look at her when she isn't looking, exhibit B) she looks at you when you aren't looking like now, exhibit C) you two have some SERIOUS chemistry. So just be together already!" She smiled at him. Puck sat on the little chair so he could be at her eye level.
"And how do I get her?" The little girl smiled and put her hands on her hips.
"You woo her."
"What?" He blinked at the little girl.
"Woo. You know. Wooooooo." She repeated like he was an idiot. And it's weird to be told you're an idiot by a 6 year old. "Romance her, be corny and be cheesy. Girls like that."
"And how do I...woo her?"
"Well, first you give her flowers every single time you see her. Then make her a picnic before the stars. And at last you kiss her in front of a fountain. If she doesn't ask you to be her sweetheart by then, then she is something different. ... Are you taking notes?"
"Uh...no." Puck hid the notepad behind him. "But what if it doesn't work? And I gotta say that all this cra- I mean stuff is a little bit too smutty for me."
"But that's the beauty of it. That you can have your smutty moments for the girl you love whilst being yourself."
"Okay. Thanks. High 5."
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One morning Rachel woke up to see her room filled with blue bells. Her favourite flowers.
"DAD! DADDY!" She screamed terrified. Her fathers ran into the room.
"What? What's happening?"
"Richard shush. Rachel sweetheart. Would-Wow. Who decorated your room?"
"DADDY I DIDN'T DECORATE IT! SOMEBODY SNACK INTO HER LAST NIGHT AND DID THIS! DAD THIS IS TOO CREEPY!" One of Rachel's fathers picked up a note.
"Oh I don't think so honey. I think that you just have a secret admirer." He passed the note to Rachel.
"Dear Berry, hope you didn't freak out too much. I'm being romantic and spontaneous. Suck it up and stop freaking. N." She looked at her fathers with her mouth gaping openly. "Oh. Okay then."
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That same afternoon when Rachel returned home from the shops she found a note stuck to her house. She immediately started freaking out thinking she had a stalker but stopped after she read the note.
'Dear Berry. STOP FREAKING OUT! I'm not a stalker. I just wanna romance you up. Go to the park near the bridge at 9. FOLLOW. THE. SIGNS. STOP. FREAKING. OUT. N.'
"Oh. Okay. Stay calm Rachel and make some cookies."
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At nine o'clock she arrived at the gate of the park. There was nothing spectacular or something that really stood out except something that normal people wouldn't normally look over. A bunch of leaflets for Rent were randomly scattered. Rachel picked up the one that had writing on it.
'Berry, there is a surprise for you underneath the bridge. Go there. NOW. Don't worry too much about the leaflets. It's fine. Somebody will pick them up.'
She went to the bridge and gasped. There was a picnic blanket there with a basket on top and tiny lights on the hedges and trees light up. It was a perfect contrast because it was getting dark finally. Also the place was pretty secluded. Rachel sat on the blanket and looked in the basket. There was an mp3 player, carrot cake and apple juice. Her favourite desert. She plugged the headphones into the mp3 and put them in her ear buds. She pressed play and started eating the lovely dessert.
"Hey Rachel." It was Noah's voice. "So umm...yeah. First of all I'll be needing this mp3 player back 'cause it's not even mine in the first place, it's my sisters. Second, if you are wondering about the flowers and this thing well...I'm trying to woo you. Is it working? Because if it is then good. Rachel, I'm feeling really stupid for telling you this on a record but I love you. I've loved you for a while now but I guess it started since kindergarten when you hit me in my special place after I said you looked like a pomegranate. Well may I just say that pomegranates are my favourite fruit so your act of violence was totally unnecessary." Rachel laughed at that. "I won't deny that I am a ladies man but you can't hold that against me. I am a guy. And in the past six months there was only one girl I slept with. The girl I love. And that was you Rachel. If you haven't finished eating this wonderful cake that my mom made then I have to admit you are slow. And if you have...come to the fountain in the centre of the park, put everything in the basket. Someone will take care of it." Rachel put the mp3 player and the dish in the basket as instructed. She went towards the fountain and there was Puck. Standing in front of it with a single red rose in his hand. When she stood in front of him, he smiled nervously.
"Attempting to woo anybody Noah?"
"Yeah you know. Just this one girl who stole my heart and won't give it back." Rachel grinned and kissed him. Noah put his hands around her and dropped the rose onto the ground. Rachel broke away from him and attempted to have her breath back.
"You're right. I won't give it back." She whispered. Noah smiled and kissed her. And thus they had a happily ever after.
Not really.
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First Glee club meeting:
"So what did everyone do over the summer?" Mr Schue asked.
"Can we just discuss the fact that Puck and Rachel are supposedly dating again but they look as if they're about to kill each other?" Mercedes interrupted.
"Preach." Artie. *shakes head*
"Yes, me and Noah are dating but that's none of your business." Rachel quipped and crossed her arms. Puck nodded but then he jumped up in the air.
"No! Actually yes it is! If your girlfriend said your football team sucked wouldn't you be pissed off as well?" Rachel stood up.
"I didn't say that Noah, I just said that maybe the school's team needs more work. There is a difference."
"Or is there?"
"YES THERE IS NOAH!"
"NO THERE'S NOT RACHEL!"
"YES THERE IS NOAH!"
"NO THERE'S NOT RACHEL!"
So yeah. They lived happily and argumentatively ever after.