AN: Wow. Thank your guys for your suggestions. I loved a bunch of them, but sadly can only pick one. BUT I might use some of the other suggestions if much later on in the future Rachel and Quinn get Rachel's puppy a girlfriend and they have puppies. But anyway thank you guys for the support.

To clarify: This is mostly canon in terms of Seasons 1 & 2 and all the way to "Hold Onto Sixteen" more or less, as long as you ignore "First Time" (which I tend to do anyway)

Rachel settled down on her bed, her feet aimlessly swinging off the side, as Quinn left. She looked over to her nameless puppy and smiled widely. He eagerly (but slowly, due to his bad leg) got onto his owner's lap. Rachel rubbed his back saying, "Good boy." He rolled over so that she'd have access to his belly which she promptly scratched. "It's nice that you've already gotten along so well with Quinn, but…" she abruptly stopped her ministrations, eliciting a needy whine from her puppy. "You shouldn't go biting people."

*whine*

"I mean it," she scolded lightly, not wanting to scare him. "I understand that you may have sensed the uneasiness between myself and Finn, but that does not give you the right to go and bite him." The puppy pouted a pout that resembled the one that Rachel had perfected. She couldn't help but smile. "I'm sure you're hungry, aren't you?"

*bark*

"Well, then let's go downstairs and get you a treat," she offered happily.

*bark bark*

They pair made their way downstairs. Prior to the adoption, Rachel and her dads and prepared by purchasing some necessities. They already had some dog food, some treats and a nameless bowl. They still needed to get a leash and a collar, and a new bowl once Rachel found the proper name for the newest addition to the Berry household.

She got the plain looking red bowl and poor a modest amount of food into it. Her puppy eagerly ran up and gave a sniff. His face scrunched up in confusion; it didn't smell like meat. He looked up at Rachel with the same pout he had from earlier.

"It's vegetarian," she explained weakly, already feeling that her first attempt at being a pet owner was resulting in a catastrophe. "If you don't like it I've got another bag that's not vegetarian," she added in desperation. Rachel was excellent at a lot of things, but she had never been responsible for another life before; she needed more training in that department. Right now she was thinking that maybe she should have put some more thought into this before adopting her puppy.

Her face fell in defeat. Not even a full day yet and she had already proven to be an inconsiderate owner. The singer spun around, making her way to the other bag of food. But she was stopped by a tugging on her knee sock. At first she thought that she had got it caught on something, but then she looked down to see her puppy lightly biting down to keep her from leaving.

Once he got her attention, the tiny puppy went back to his bowl. He settled himself so that he had eye contact with Rachel and began to eat. Rachel let out an "Aww," at the gesture. She went over to him and squatted in front of him. "You don't have to eat it if you don't like it," she assured, but instead of stopping like Rachel had expected the puppy continued to eat. It actually looked like he had sped up. Rachel was confused. "Do you like it?" she had to ask. He stopped eating for a second to look up at her.

*bark*

Upon seeing the happy smile on Rachel's face, the puppy resumed eating his meal. The singer, feeling relived, plopped herself down and watched as the golden puppy licked off every stray bit until his bowl was spotless. With his belly full, the puppy collapsed onto the cold tile floor. Rachel would have scolded him for eating so fast, but knowing that he probably hadn't eaten like that in a long time she could only giggle at his actions.

"You full?" she cooed.

*tired bark*

"Okay," Rachel giggled. "Let's take you upstairs for a little nap." The brunette scooped him up into her arms and ascended the stairs back to her room. She had a bit of trouble opening the door, but soon had them both inside and on her bed. She curled upped with him with his back pressed against her front.

Rachel felt her puppy's tail wagging back and forth. The swell of happiness she felt made her completely forget about the heartache of Finn breaking up with her. He may have had a point because, to be honest, Rachel didn't think that Finn was made for New York. But at least he could have given it a shot.

As prepared as she was for the big city, Rachel was scared. Graduation loomed ever closer, and with that came the threat of drifting apart from her friends and family. She hadn't put much thought into that. And the fact that Rachel didn't have any friends until the past few years only heightened her fear.

And so her most recent friendship with Quinn was much appreciated, since she wouldn't be too far away at Yale. But of course distance wasn't the only thing that Rachel enjoyed about her friendship with Quinn. Rachel was always much more at ease in the blonde's company. They had intellectual conversations, had sleepovers, and shared secrets (ones that Rachel had never even told Finn or Kurt). Quinn was special.

And by the way her puppy had reacted earlier, Rachel was sure he felt the same. She gently stroked his back. It made a note to look up apartments; there was no way that she'd be able to keep him in a NYADA dorm, but there was also no way that she would leave him behind.

Once the wagging stopped, Rachel got off the bed and went downstairs to get some food into her own stomach. She ate quickly and then went back upstairs and changed into some pajamas. It was a bit early for her to go to sleep, but she liked the feel of cuddling with her puppy. Rachel got onto her bed and carefully brought him into her arms. She nuzzled into him and pulled the covers over them before she too fell asleep.

The following morning when she woke, her puppy was still snuggly wrapped in her arms. She was rather glad that it was only Sunday and so she'd not have to go to school. The singer bounced off the bed and got started on her morning routine. The sound of the elliptical roused her sleeping companion. He was a bit panicked at first and spun around a bit until his eyes landed on Rachel. The puppy started walk towards her but stopped when he reached the edge of the bed; he was quite small and so it was quite a bit drop. Rachel stopped her workout and picked him up. "Morning boy, you hungry?"

*bark*

She went for the door and started going downstairs. Not even halfway down, she heard the doorbell ring. Rachel would wake up a bit later on the weekends, but even then she still woke up pretty early. She was quite confused about who would be coming by at this time. Since the front door was closer to her than the kitchen, she went to open it before preparing breakfast for her puppy. Outside she was greeted to the sight of Quinn.

"Hey Rach."

"Quinn, hi. What are you doing here this early?"

"I think I forgot my notebook here yesterday."

"Oh, well feel free to look," Rachel replied. "But you know you didn't have to come out here this early for that." It was as though Rachel was upset to see Quinn; she just found this all to be a bit odd.

"I know," the former cheerleader admitted. "But it's a good excuse to come and see this little guy." She leaned over to pet the puppy in Rachel's arms. The brunette wasn't sure why but she felt a pang of jealousy as she watched Quinn run her fingers through the tiny puppy's fur. But she pushed those thoughts aside; Rachel Berry might get jealous from time to time, but she wouldn't allow herself to be jealous of a puppy. "You give him a name yet?" she questioned absentmindedly, her hand still stroking the golden puppy.

"Um, no. Not, not yet."

"Well, he needs a name doesn't he? Why don't we think of a few?" Quinn asked happily.

"Of course," Rachel quickly accepted. "But I still need to get my morning routine done and I was going to feed him. Do you think you-"

"I'll take care of him," Quinn answered before the brunette could even finish her question. She reached out and Rachel gently handed her the puppy before bouncing upstairs and directing Quinn towards the kitchen. The blonde easily found the bowl as well as two relatively small bags of dog food. "Vegetarian?" she silently questioned to herself, shaking her head. Quinn ignored that bag and opened the other one. "Let's get you some real food, shall we?"

After eating himself to sleep the previous night, the tiny puppy savored every bite this time around. He ate slowly while Quinn examined the meatless excuse for dog food. She had to suppress her laughter; count on Rachel to try to turn her puppy into a vegetarian. Once he was done, she brought him upstairs where Rachel was still finishing her morning routine. Quinn searched for her missing notebook which she found on top of Rachel's dresser, and then scratched the golden puppy's belly until Rachel finished.

Later…

"Mufasa?" Rachel questioned to the blonde who was currently lying down on her bed. "Really Quinn? Mufasa?" Quinn shot up to a sitting position while pulling her legs close to her chest.

"What?" she said with a shrug. "I like the Lion King."

"I know you do Quinn, but-"

"Lion Quinn," the blonde corrected, earning an eyeroll from her friend.

"I know you do Lion Quinn, but I have a puppy not a lion."

"Okay, how about Quincy?" she suggested.

"Hm," Rachel paused to think for a moment, but then something dawned on her, "Hey, you're just trying to get me to name him after you!" Quinn pressed both hands towards her heart and jaw fell in feigned shock.

"I am not!" Rachel gave her a stern look. "Okay, maybe I am. But he's blonde like me," she picked him up so that Rachel could see both of their faces. "And he's super cute and amazing like me." Quinn flashed a bright smile when she heard Rachel laugh and then snort, quickly covering her mouth to prevent another one from happening. Once she calmed down, Rachel playfully shook her head.

"But Quinn he's got brown eyes."

"Just like yours."

"Just like mine."

"Then it's like he's our little baby." She said the words before she fully thought them out, causing an awkward silence in the room while both of them avoided each other's gazes. Since the silence was her fault Quinn decided to end it, "Okay, well what about Tony?"

"Tony?"

"Yeah, since we all know that you'll have a bunch of them when you get older maybe he could be your first one?"

"I- I like it. What do you think?" she asked while taking the puppy from Quinn, bringing him face to face with her. "Do you like Tony?"

*bark bark*

"Okay, then it's settled. Thanks Quinn."

"No problem."

AN: Well there you go, his name is Tony. I liked that name especially due to how it reflected off of Rachel's dreams. And I hope you liked the vegetarian dog food bit, I can't help but feel like Rachel would do something like that.