I DO NOT OWN GLEE.

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GLEE!

"I can't believe you have a monogrammed bowling ball." Sam laughed staring at the pink monstrosity.

"I can't believe they put glitter in it." Puck added bumping fists with Sam.

"This was a gift from Kurt and Blaine for Hanukkah." Rachel replied. "And I will be using this pink glitter ball to win."

Kurt laughed from his seat at the scoreboard, the group was spread out across three lanes; Mike, Tina, Artie and Brittany on one, Kurt, Blaine, Mercedes and Sam on another leaving Puck, Lauren, Rachel and Santana on the last one. The kids were in the lane next to Sam and Mercedes so they could keep an eye on their siblings, Stacey and Courtney were getting along great while Mac and Stevie were comparing scars.

"Courtney looks just like you Brit." Tina complimented. "You could be twins."

"We are." Brittany replied. "We look alike and are sisters; that's twins right?"

"Sort of." Artie mumbled. "Let's find you a ball to play with."

Blaine was already setting up the names, tradition stood that no real names could be used, he couldn't wait for Puck to see what name he and Rachel had come up with for him.

"Are you going to shoot the ball?" Santana groaned. "We've been here for fifteen minutes and I'm looking forward to seeing Puck go down."

"Oh you've-"

"Don't even think about finishing that sentence Puckerman." Lauren cut him off patting his cheek. "You're up."

Puck glanced at the screen and scowled.

"Real funny."

"What? I think pinto really suits you." Santana said innocently.

"You want me to drop trou and show you how opposite of pinto I am?"

"Been there, seen that, wasn't impressed." Santana taunted.

"JUST SHOOT THE BALL!" Kurt yelled from the next lane. "Unless you would like to see Rachel and I re-enact a scene from Grease 2."

"Blackmail?" Puck grumbled. "Looks like Kurt's growing some big boy balls."

"Sammy what are big boy balls?" Stacey asked, perched on Rachel's lap, she was clutching the pink ball Rachel had picked out for her.

"Nice going Puckerman." Sam groaned flushing red.

"What Noah was talking about was the heavy ball Kurt was using." Rachel answered brightly. "He's a big boy so he gets to use the big boy balls, right Noah?"

"Right." Noah grinned scratching his ear. "And in case you weren't paying attention I just got a spare, would have been a strike but I wouldn't want you to freak out too early."

"Stace it's your turn." Courtney yelled from the next lane, a whole five feet away.

"Just like I showed you." Rachel encouraged miming the action.

"Wow girlie you knocked down seven pins." Mercedes congratulated her. "I think you need to hi five me for that."

"She's got bumpers." Puck muttered under his breath watching Santana or 'Satan' according to the board take her shot; unsurprisingly a gutter ball.

"You have to put your fingers in the hole." Courtney said helpfully. Puck snickered at that while Santana flipped him the bird.

"I just had my nails done and I'm not cracking one of these babies on a crappy bowling ball." She explained to Courtney who oohed over the pretty red nails with diamante tips.

"Excuse me while I show Puckerman how it's done." Lauren boasted shooting the ball straight down the lane. "And that's a strike!"

"Which makes it Rachel's turn." Kurt grinned from the next lane, he was wearing his bowling gloves with the cursive K on the palms. "You're gonna rock, you're gonna roll-"

"Finish that sentence and I will feed you those bowling shoes." Santana threatened happy to see Kurt zip his lips.

Rachel moved forward her ball held expertly, twirling ever so slightly she sent the bowl down the lane with a slight spin knocking each of the old pins down.

"I do believe my little strike beats your paltry spare." She teased pinching Puck's cheek.

"Mac!" Mercedes yelled. "I frisked you before we left the house where did you get that super glue?"

"I'm more concerned with what he was doing with it." Blaine whispered to Mike who nodded his agreement.

"OW!" Sam yelped now sprawled on the bowling lane.

"You're meant to let go of the ball." Brittany told him helping him up.

"I did." Sam huffed. "My fingers are stuck."

Mercedes glared at her brother who was trying to keep a straight face while Stevie openly giggled.

"You super-glued his fingers to the bowling ball?" She deduced beyond pissed off. "I begged Mum to take you back to the hospital but no she just had to keep you!"

"It's okay, I'll just ran it under hot water or something." Sam grimaced trying to pull his fingers out once more.

"That won't work." Puck said. "I've used this shit before, Lester had to have skin grafted on his palm after he ripped it from the football."

"Looks like we need to go to the hospital." Rachel sighed. "No sense in ruining everyone's day, you guys stay."

"Hell no. Mac and I are going too." Mercedes declared. "He's not having anymore fun, don't you smirk at me Stevie your ass is about to be tanned too."

"Kurt would you mind watching Stacey?"

"Of course. She can come to my house and I'll do her hair if you're not back before we finish." Kurt offered. "I have the perfect nail polish for her skin tone."

"Yeah that's not weird at all dude."

"There's nothing wrong with appreciating pretty things Puck." Santana teased.

Everyone else amused by the taunting between the two well known hot heads barely noticed Rachel explaining to the manager that they weren't trying to steal the bowling ball but that it was super-glued to Sam's fingers. Only Rachel Berry could explain that away with a straight face and be on her way with said bowling ball fingered friend in less than three minutes.

GLEE!

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