AN: Yeah it's been a while. I appreciate your comments though! Full time job+ 2 grad school classes are still a bitch.
We said our goodbyes (ah, the night before)
Love was in your eyes (ah, the night before)
Now today I find you have changed your mind
Treat me like you did the night before
It was an idyllic Saturday morning. The sun was shining bright and there were birds chirping outside in the cool September air. Rachel would agree with you most days. Today with not one of those days. In fact, both of this things that she would normally enjoy just made her mumble more curses to herself. She would never get used to this feeling, she didn't know how Puck could not only do it regularly, but not seem to suffer any consequences, either! She dropped her head back down to the counter of the table.
Puck just looked at her and laughed at miserable girl sitting at his kitchen table. With the state Rachel was in last night he took them to crash at his place. He flipped a pancake and laughed. "You know that headache isn't going to go away just because you're mumbling shit at the birds right?"
Rachel lifted her head long enough to send a glare his way before dropping her head back onto the table. "YOOOOOOOOU bro, were supposed to stop me because I got to this state. Bro. Code. Fail."
Somehow, the girl spoke in such a way that Puck knew she was putting periods behind the last three words. "Bro code fail my ass, you were working your girls and I was working mine. I got you home safe didn't I? AND I gave up a homerun to take YOUR ass home." He slid the plate of pancakes and eggs towards his girl. "AND I'm feeding you this morning so be grateful."
Rachel pushed away the food until he placed a cup of coffee in front of her. Guzzling it down like it was her life force she slowly came back to life. She finally took a look down at her arm. "Hey Puck? Why do I look like a gigantic poorly done Sudoku puzzle?"
Her eyes widened at the realization. They weren't just numbers, they were phone numbers. "Holy shit! How many numbers did I get?" Rachel was in a pair of basketball shorts and a t shirt she vaguely remembered changing into last night. She perked up, remembering the bet they had going. She stood up twirling around and inspecting her whole body. "I got five sets that I can visibly count right now… how many did you get?"
Seriously, the girl could be on her death bed but mention any sort of competition and she would be fired up in a second. "Well Shortcake, looks like we're both pimps. I got five." He reached into his jeans pocket and pulled out the napkins that held his precious trophies.
"Well that's good. I gotz six bitches." She pulled out a slip of paper from inside her bra and slammed on the table. "Read 'em and weep."
Puck couldn't believe it. When did she get more game than he did? "Well, shit. You cheated, I shouldn't have said that you couldn't sing. Or pole dancing!"
"Whatever bro, there were no rules, besides you could have pole danced. Although I think that may have attracted that wrong kind of attention for you…. Or maybe the right kind." She wiggled her eyebrows at him and winked.
A pillow hit her in the face.
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It was a shower and a long nap later when Rachel awoke in her own bed. She phone had just buzzed her out of the dream she had about the blonde she met last night. She smiled to herself and mumbled Kay… she was going to ask Puck about her. Rachel fumbled for her phone and got the notification that her trophy was ready for pick up at the Lima Mall.
Getting dressed, she sent Puck a quick text.
Be by in 10. We're going to pick up my winnings and you will personally hand it to me.
I h8 u sumtimes
Don't hate the player. Hate the game. … and that you suck at it.
… jus call when u r here Berry.
Rachel was excited. Outside of gold stars, trophies were kind of her thing. It's not her fault she was naturally talented and excelled in everything she put her mind to. Now she has a pimp trophy to go with the rest of her collection.
When they got to the mall Rachel dragged Puck along and went straight to the trophy store. After Puck paid for the trophy (part of the provision of the bet) he handed her the PIMP CHALICE. Now Puck was even more sad he didn't win. It' was a freaking sweet trophy- it looked like it came straight from a Lil Jon music video. In fact, it was a replica of Lil Jon's Rachel informed him later.
From his pouting, Rachel stopped singing bursting into random renditions of Get Low and We (I) am the Champion. She was a gracious winner after all, she just wanted to have a little fun. His pout went away completely when Rachel offered to buy dinner since she was afterall, the balla between the two of them.
As they sat in the food court eating, Puck spotted a friend of his and nodded his head in acknowledge. Puck is way too cool to wave. His friend came lumbering over. This guy was more of a giant and kind of spastic looking if you asked Rachel. The friend leered at Rachel for a quick second before sitting down next Puck.
"Hey Puck. How's it going? Who's your friend?"
"Finn, this is my number one bro, Rachel."
"Ugh dude, she's a chick."
This guy is kind of slow, Rachel decided and rolled her eyes.
"A Bro ship is a state of mind, Finn." She spat out his name like it disgusted her. Rachel really just didn't like him. He was kinda skeezy, a little slow and … a little misogynistic.
"Hey I thought I was your number one bro!" Finn whined.
"Hah, you only thought that cause I wasn't around. Now that I'm back, the JewBros are back in business!"
Puck didn't care that Rachel was blatantly being an ass to Finn. She was right- he and Finn weren't really bros. Finn was too much of a self invested whiny brat for them to be true bros. They only hung out because of Glee anyway.
Rachel took a sip out of her new trophy. What was the point of having a proclamation of your pimp status if you couldn't use it?
Finn saw her trophy and laughed. "What is that?"
Rachel stuck out her chest and proceeded to polish her knuckles on her chest. "This is my trophy from our competition last night to see who was the bigger pimp. As you can tell- I won."
"Aww man you should have told me. I would have loved to be part of it. I'm a pimp too!"
Rachel and Puck looked at each other disbelievingly. No. Fucking. Way.
Puck just rolled his eyes at his friend. "Whatever man you just beat me by one… and you. Right, I like I would face the wrath of Quinn for you if she ever found out. I'm not touching that shit with a ten foot pole."
Finn's eyes widened in horror, just now realizing what he just said "Yeah maybe she shouldn't tell Quinn I just said that."
Rachel just confirmed in her mind that yep, this guy was an idiot. But something about the name Quinn struck something in her.
"Hey bro, do you remember dancing with a blonde yesterday?"
Puck laughed, "which one? You had like a group of them…. Plus I was too busy getting my own mack on, ya kno?"
"Do you remember the when during the song?"
"No, I left halfway through, some honey wanted to give me a private show after you launched yourself at the pole. Thanks, by the way."
She watched at his eyes went distant and dazed over. She waved her hands in front of him to get him out of his stupor.
"I think her name was Kay…. Er, it was some weird letter. Zee? Q? Something like that. But oh my god Puck, I think I'm in lust at first sight." Rachel didn't believe in love at first sight but infatuation? Oh hell yeah that happened.
Puck furrowed his brow, trying to remember if he had seen anyone he recognized. Nope. "Do you have anything to go by other than she was blonde?"
"She was hot? Taller than me, hazel eyes, slamming body. There was just something about her. Something special."
"Really? Damn. How did I miss her!"
Finn finally decided to interrupt in the conversation. "Hey you know, this girl sounds a lot like my girlfriend. Maybe she knows her. Quinn spent last night hanging out with Brit and San. Told me to go to Karosky's party last night without her cause she was feeling sick. I've got such a great girlfriend."
Rachel looked at Puck questioningly, speaking with her facial expression "really this dude has a girl?"
Puck looked solemnly at her and nodded, yeah, he couldn't believe it either.
In response she made at face that clearly meant to say, as hot as MY chick?
Puck just looked at her again and nodded.
Finn had no idea what was happening and just grinned at them, thinking they were agreeing that his girlfriend rocked. His phone chirped and he typed a message back.
"That was my girlfriend. She's actually coming over now, she was at a shoe store and sent me away to get her a pretzel…. Which I need to do now. Crap. Puck, stall her if you see her, she's on her way to the food court. I don't want to deal with Scary Quinn."
They watched as Finn scurry away to the Auntie Annie's. Just then, she saw her. Before she knew it, her legs had taken her to the beautiful blonde she'd seen the night before.
"Hi, I think we met last night… " she trailed off shyly. This girl was even prettier in the light of day.
A few seconds later, Puck caught up to them. "Oh hey Q. Rachel why'd you bolt away like that?" It had taken him a few seconds to realize that she'd left him in the food court. He grabbed all their stuff and followed her, which had been difficult seeing – well, did you ever try to follow a small child through a theme park? Yeah, it was like that.
Quinn stood there shocked. She still hadn't said a word. Before her was this girl that had electrified her last night, and she was friends with Puck? Oh my god. She needed to get them away from Finn. Finn couldn't know what she was up to last night. She pulled them both into a corridor away from the food court.
"What the hell Q?" He looked between his bro and the blonde before him. Then it struck him. Rachel looked dazed and Quinn looked panicked. … Girl with a weird letter. Q…. Holy crap, Rachel's dream girl was Quinn. And by the way Quinn looked at Rachel, it didn't exactly look like it was a one way street either.
"Quinn, this is my JewBro Rachel. Don't worry she's all girl." He winked at her. "Rachel, this is Q."
Rachel couldn't did anything but nod blindly, clearly still amazed at she managed to find the girl from last night.
"Listen Puck." She fidgeted. Quinn knew she was busted. Finn couldn't know where they all were last night. "I'd appreciate it if you didn't …." Her voice trailed off, looking at the trophy Puck had in his hand. It said Pimp and was emblazoned with a giant R on it.
"What the hell are you holding?" suddenly sound more fierce than she had been seconds ago. Rachel thought she knew why Finn had wanted to avoid Scary Quinn.. although that isn't to say she wasn't a little bit turned on right now. This girl had a fire in her. Although at the same moment she realized what the blonde was questioning.
"Is that a TROPHY?" She looked between Rachel and the giant R and the word PIMP. She shook her head in disgust. "Really guys?" Rachel watched as the hazel eyes flashed with a moment of sadness and hurt before it went back to angry.
"You guys are ridiculous. I'm going to go find my boyfriend." She stalked off in the direction of the food court.
Were you telling lies? (ah, the night before)
Was I so unwise? (ah, the night before)
When I held you near, you were so sincere
Treat me like you did the night before
AN: Next song Act Naturally or Bad Boy?
