Love Makes You Do the Wacky

(RATED M; Q/P/R/F, P/R)

CHAPTER X- Family Dinner

Wednesday night, when Puck told his mom that he wanted her to meet Rachel and her parents at The Cheesecake Factory that night she first was silent, stood like a statue, mid-stir with her wooden spoon in the stew she was making. Her face went through a range of motions from nothing, to shocked, to ecstatic, to actually crying. Crying!

Puck just rolled his eyes and went up staris to take a shower to wash of the sweat from his after-breakfast run. Before he left, Puck picked out a nice pair of slacks and a leisure jacket, but, of course being a boy, he couldn't find anything to wear as a shirt. As much as he wanted to, and he knew it would drive Rachel crazy, to go bare-chested underneath the jacket. But he couldn't do that, and since he would be to embarrassed to ask his mom for help, he went to his sister.

She was actually very good at clothes and stuff. She told him, because he's an idiot, that he first had to choose between a black or gray jacket to match his black pants with grey pinstripes or blue pants to match the blue jacket. He decides on a gray jacket and Sara picked out a black button-down dress shirt.

Once Puck was dressed and he put on some of the Calvin Kline cologne that Rachel had bought for him on Christmas, he made Sara promise not to ever breath a word of her help (especially not to Rachel) for the price of half of his cheesecake (which they had to agree on), grabbed his keys and before he hopped into his truck and speed off at six-thirty, reminded his mother to be at the restaurant at seven, because their reservation is at 7:15.

He and Rachel decided to meet each other's parents at the restaurant so they could have time alone, in order to prepare each other for the onslaught of incoming questions. When he arrived at her house quickly rang the doorbell, when the door opened He was greeted with a warm smile by Daniel and a gruff look by Brian. Puck was assured by Rachel that Brian did in fact love Puck, but his attitude toward the younger boy was very aloof in a way that made him think otherwise. Daniel ushered through the door and told him to wait on the couch while he went to get Rachel. He sat uncomfortably on the couch while Brian stared at him from his big comfy chair. They just sat there. Staring at each other. Just staring. Puck was becoming less and less uncomfortable under Brian's intense scrutinization when suddenly he spoke up.

"My little girl really likes you."

Puck's eyebrows shot up. He opened his moth to speak up, but he was cut off by Brian.

"She really likes you, boy. Enough that you could seriously hurt her." Brian's face became sinister, "If you hurt her, boy, you won't be able to hold your title of sex god. Understand?"

Puck nodded his head furiously, "Yes, sir. And I would never do anything to hurt her. Not intuitionally, and I will try with all of my might I won't hurt her unintentionally."

Brian's face lightened with a smile as he let out a great big belly laugh, "Boy! You are the best man I could find for her. You don't have to worry," Brian got up and stuck his hand out to Puck for a shake. When Puck grabbed it, he was pulled out of his seat and pulled into a one-armed hug.

Just as they were pulling away, Puck heard footsteps coming down the stairs. Daniel was trotting down and made a sharp turn to stand at the right side of the bottom of the stairs. He held his arms out in a presenting way. "May I present, Ms. Rachel Berry. Future Queen of Broadway, and Ruler of New York."

Rachel appeared at the top of the steps in a green leaves-print Naeem Kahn dress and Dior shoes. Her hair was in messy ringlets falling over her left shoulder. Her brown eyes popped with a light coat of lime green eye makeup. Puck was speechless. "There's no need for dramatics, Papa," Rachel said as she descended the stairs.

Puck walked next to Daniel at the bottom of the steps and, playing along with Daniel's joke, took a deep dramatic bow and lifted up his left hand, "Your carriage awaits, my Queen."

Rachel giggled and shook her head but took his hand, giving up and playing along, "Why thank you, kind sir." She hopped off the last step and was taken by surprise when Puck pulled her in and dipped her, giving her a deep kiss. With a grace that only a dancer of Rachel's skill can have, she twirled out of the dip and giggled into his shoulder.

They quickly let out a goodbye to Rachel's parents and were off to the restaurant. The rest of the night went off without a hitch. There were expected questions from all three parents (and Sara) and Rachel and Puck were answering them like a hollywood power couple on an interview. When the meal was done and paid for (by their parents, per their insistence), Puck drove them both up to the Lost Creek Resivour, about an hour away from the business district. Puck put the car in park and turned to Rachel. He pulled her closer and began kissing her. A thought occurred to him then, what if Rachel won't like it if I just kiss her. So he made small talk. "So," he began awkwardly, "did you enjoy the vegan pasta?"

"Noah," Rachel shut him down, "I know you're trying to make it seem you don't just want me for the sex, and I realize that, but you're terrible at small talk. So, just shut up and kiss me."

He laughed and kissed her long, slow, and deep. Their mouths collided in firry lust and they enjoyed every minute. They spent the rest of the night on the bed of his truck, kissing and staring up at the stars, until Rachel fell asleep in Puck's arms around eleven 'o clock. Puck stared at her peaceful face, deep in slumber, and decided, right then, that he did infect love her. He scooped up his girlfriend and put her into the passenger side seat and buckled her in. When he got to her house, instead of waking her up, he scooped her up again and carried her to the door. He couldn't get to her keys, so he skillfully turned and rang the doorbell with his elbow, not even making Rachel slip. Brian answered the door, rubbing sleep from his eyes. When he saw who it was he opened his mouth to speak, but Puck cut him off.

"I know it's late, but she fell asleep so can you just let me in so I can put her to bed?"

"I wasn't gonna say anything. 'Cept that we've been waiting for you." Brian said sleepily.

He pulled open the door and stepped aside to let Puck in. When he was inside he saw Daniel on the couch with the TV on low ovum. He gave a sleepy, but cheery smile as he waved to Puck. He continued up the stairs and to Rachel's room. Brian and Daniel had followed him up so Brian opened the door for him. Puck lay Rachel down on the bed and pulled the comforter from beneath her and pulled it to the side. He laid her out straight and pulled off her shoes, placing them neatly by her dresser. When he finished tucking her in tightly in the sheets and comforter he bent down to her, placing a gentle kiss to her lips.

"I do love you…. My Queen," he whispered into her ear and kissed her temple. When he looked at her gentle face she had but a touch of a smile to her lips. Puck turned away made sure her alarm was set to six a.m. and made his way to the door. He turned off the light before closing the door, leaving her to her peaceful dreams of them together.

Rachel's Dress:

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