Disclaimer: None of Glee belongs to me; I've just got a wild imagination (and ADD).
AN: None of this is Betaed; I'm the only one who's edited it so sorry for any mistakes.
Puck's Little Sister Disasters
A series of unrelated one-shots about people from Glee meeting Puck's little sister and having to re-think what they know about the jock. Puck's sister will be consistently named Sarah but other than that timelines, ages, and back-stories change for each story.
Story 8: At Their School
On the first day of the new school year the New Directions sign-up sheet was just as empty as it had been the year before. Although they didn't need any new members, since Kurt was back and Lauren had decided to stay even though she wasn't needed anymore they had 13 members. Still at the end of the year they'd all be graduating and without any new, younger, members Glee club would end next year. So the group quietly gathered the next day, Tuesday, after school to see if anyone would show-up. At four-thirty, when the try-outs for new members ended, and no one had tried-out everyone began gathering their things and moving to the door. Just before Tina and Mike could open it the door swung open and slammed against the wall.
A pretty girl dressed in a flowing skirt in bright tie-dye colors that made her look like a modern hippy burst into the room. Glancing around swiftly she threw her shoulder bag across the room at Puck's head; luckily he caught it before it could hit him. "Noah, you're bringing me to the mall. And I need a loaner, or a present, of like twenty. I'm going to the movies with some friends."
Slinging her bag over the shoulder opposite his backpack he fished in his pocket and pulled out his wallet. Handing her a twenty he caught the door as it swung back and followed her out. The rest of the club heard him call after her, "next time you're taking me to the movies."
"Pssh, you wish," came the faint response.
"What just happened?" Rachel summed up the entire club's feelings.
Puck didn't seem willing to answer any questions and since he never really showed up to his classes none of the Glee club really remembered the girl until lunch came around a few days later. Finn, Rachel, Sam, Mike, Tina, Mercedes, Kurt and Artie were sitting with Puck at one of the long tables out side chatting and eating. The same girl flounced over to their table and shoved Puck almost off the edge of the bench as she squeezed in half in his former seat and half on his lap. Today she was wearing blue jeans with pink and yellow patches, a yellow t-shirt with smiley faces on it, and a pink headband. Pulling a brown paper bag out of her book bag she took a sandwich, an apple, a bottle of energy drink, and some chips out and set them down in front of Puck.
"I brought you lunch. Eat it," she said before slipping back off the bench and walking back toward the building. A few feet away she turned back around, the courtyard was in stunned silence at her brave treatment of the violent delinquent Puck, and called across the silence. "I've decided we're going to dinner at Five Guys tonight. So,-"
"I know, be ready to pay, again, and you'll wait by my truck," Puck replied as he sighed and straightened back into his seat.
"Right. So don't take so long changing after football practice," she told him.
"I'll just skip showering then," he gave a mischievous grin.
"Meh," she shrugged, not letting him get to her, "I've seen you all sweaty and junk before, nothing new." Spinning she marched back indoors before he could give a retort.
Shaking his head he turned back to the lunch she'd brought him and pulled the sandwich out of its baggie. "Demanding little wack-job," he muttered fondly to himself before taking a bite. He started eating his lunch as if nothing odd had happened, the rest of the Gleeks at the table stared at him in confusion.
"Dude, what the hell was that?" Finn finally asked when it looked like Puck was just going to leave them wondering.
"Just Sarah showing she cares. It's, y'know, the way we are. Rough love and everything," he explained brokenly through his bites. Seeing their frowns he misunderstood the reason they looked upset. "Hey, not everybody has parents that are there for them. Sometimes you have to raise yourselves. You end up tougher." Now he was scowling and he grabbed the bag of chips and the bottle, biting down into the apple he stood and stomped away.
"Rough love? So 'I shove her around, she shoves me around and it's all good' or something?" Sam looked puzzled and worried; was high school old enough to be in an abusive relationship?
After the incident during Friday lunch no one got a chance to talk to Puck before Monday, he literally ran out of the locker room since practice ran late. When Artie, who still studied with Puck to make sure he passed all his classes, brought it up Monday morning in their weekly study lunch Puck brushed him off abruptly. A growled out 'leave Sarah alone man' was all he could get. So when on Tuesday after school Puck walked into Glee practice after school in a heated debate with Sarah, who today was dressed in a light blue blouse with white stripes and a multi layered white skirt, everyone was dying of curiosity to find out more about this girl who was comfortable ordering Puck around, and actually being obeyed.
"You can't join the Cheerios," Puck protested loudly, ignoring everyone but Sarah. "Ms. Sylvester is crazy and those girls are seriously hardcore backstabbers. Besides guys would look at you sexually and stuff, I can't deal with that. I've been trying to get in less fights this year."
Pushing him into his seat and clapping her hand over his mouth she glared at him. "I wasn't asking your opinion. I'm flexible, and I can dance and do gymnastics. Coach Sylvester asked me to join. Maybe I want someone besides you to tell my I'm pretty, maybe I want more friends, maybe I want guys to look at me like that." At that Puck scowled around her hand and his face scrunched up. Swiftly she jerked her hand back and looked at it, disgusted, before wiping it on his shirt. "You licked me!"
"Look you really don't need guys after you just because you're wearing a skimpy uniform. If you want real friends and stuff just join Glee, Cheerios might make you popular but none of them will actually care about you. And anyone whose opinion matters knows you're pretty without a short skirt," he rushed out before she could recover and take control of the conversation again.
"Noah, you and I can't be in the same club. There's got to be some sort of unwritten rule against it. It's just a bad idea all around, we'd be spending too much time together. Besides they'd all only be nice to me for your sake, they wouldn't be my friends," rolling her eyes she grabbed his backpack and started digging in it.
"Nah, I'm a dumbass jerk, up till now I'm pretty sure they only tolerated me for the sake of having enough people to perform. I'll quit if you want to join," he offered her.
Making a small noise of triumph she pulled his keys out of the bottom of his bag where they'd fallen during the day. "We both know you love this club, I wouldn't let you quit for me. We can continue this conversation over Mario Kart tonight, but don't think I'll let you win either one." With that parting shot she left the room with both of their bags.
Pouting Puck slouched lower in his chair before noticing everyone's stares. Straightening and practically snarling he lashed out at the rest of the club, "what are you staring at?"
"Whipped," Santana coughed quietly into her hand causing the Gleeks closest to her to have to hide grins and stifle chuckles.
"I've never seen anyone in Cheerios stab anyone," Brittany said in a confused tone. "Santana, are you guys killing people without me?"
A few days later no one had been able to talk to Puck about Sarah or any of the incidents they'd witnessed so far. Quinn, Santana and Brittany confirmed that the day after the fight in the choir room Sarah Beirson, the colorful Sarah Puck had been talking to, had joined the Cheerios and Coach Sylvester had chosen her because she was a competitive gymnast and had been taking dance, many types, and gymnastics since she was four. She'd been automatically assigned to the varsity squad. Puck had looked like he wanted to torture someone ever since then. Jacob Ben Israel received more slushie facials in half a week than he had in over a month last year; any time he tried to interview the newest Cheerio, in his creepy sexual way, Puck was there with a slushie and a follow-up swirly.
Puck, Sam, Finn, and Artie were in the hallway by Sam's locker talking about a new football play they'd practiced the day before when Puck stopped and turned. "Sarah! I've got that paper you forgot this morning," he yelled down the hall.
The newest Cheerio shoved her way through the mass of teenagers between them and held out her hand to receive the essay Puck handed her. "If you hadn't woken me up late I wouldn't have forgotten it, but thanks," she gave him a quick one-armed hug, "this is due next period." As she turned to head back in the direction of her class they could see that she'd tied her ponytail with a bright neon green ribbon, clearly the girl hadn't given up all of her individuality even though she now wore a cheerleading uniform each day.
Glaring threateningly at a boy next to them who was admiring her butt as she walked away Puck turned back to their conversation as if the strange interruption hadn't happened. "So, what were you saying?"
"I would like to call this meeting to order," Rachel spoke into the microphone she held. The entirety of New Directions, minus Mr. Schue and Puck, sat in the chairs in front of her in the choir room. "We are gathered here to discuss the strange interactions between Noah Puckerman and Sarah Beirson. It has come to my attention that she is a freshman and-"
"Berry thinks they're banging," Santana interrupted with her typical blunt attitude.
"Sarah's never had sex. I asked her," Brittany piped up. "She said she's never even kissed anyone. I offered to kiss her but she laughed and said she didn't want to kiss someone who'd also kissed her brother. That makes her and Quinn the only Cheerios I haven't kissed." Everyone stared at her in a sort of confused awe; the girl had made out with the entire football team, including Kurt when he was the kicker, and almost all the Cheerios.
"So, did you kiss Mercedes when she was a Cheerio?" Sam asked Brittany about his still secret girlfriend.
"Yeah, but she wouldn't let me use any tongue," the blonde girl pouted to herself as Sam glanced at the now subtly blushing diva.
"Okay, back to the reason we're meeting early today. Something is clearly going on between Puck and that girl Sarah; he drives her places, pays for her food, lets her call him Noah, protects her from Jacob Ben Israel, and listens when she tells him to do things," Rachel listed off.
"She stayed over at his house and he brought her homework when she left it. He got really mad when he caught some guy staring at her," Finn added. "And she brought him lunch, like three times already."
"Whoa, hold-up, he brought her home." Santana looked insulted. "Even I didn't get to see his room when we were dating, and I know Quinn never saw his room when she was living with him."
"That's true, although I never even met his sister or saw any of their bedrooms. I think they're just a really private family or something, they didn't have any pictures in their apartment either," the blond confirmed from where she was sitting doing her nails.
"So some girl three years younger than us and nowhere near as sexy as me is important enough to take home, and spend the night with?" Santana's demanding tone dared them to contradict, or even agree with, her.
The door to the choir room opened and Sarah walked in. Seeing the whole club, except for Puck who was following her, gathered she arched a brow in surprise. "Is this a Glee club meeting Noah forgot about?"
"No, we're trying to find out if you're dating," Brittany told her bluntly.
"Hah, my older brother would kill any guy who tried to date me," Sarah said with a grin directed at Puck who'd stopped to lean against the doorway. "Right?"
"Hell yeah," he grumbled. "Anyone wanting to date my baby sister better be ready to deal with the wrath of Puck."
"You know you'll be gone next year so I'll be free to date whoever I want," she taunted him.
"Maybe I'll just give-up on leaving Lima and stick around to make sure you don't start dating too early," Puck told her firmly as the rest of the club processed this new information.
"And how soon is too soon?"
"Well at least not before you're twenty five or so, by then not all the guys'll be thinking with their d-, uh, hormones." Nodding his head as if agreeing with himself he pushed off the doorframe and walked over to sling an arm around her shoulders and glare at the members of New Directions. "So nobody better be thinking of asking her out."
"No, well, it was more of a theoretical, I, we thought, we were wondering about the girl who seemed to know you so well. No one was actually-" Rachel seemed to have contracted a case of I-can't-stop-babbling-because-I'm-so-embarrassed-I-thought-you-were-dating-your-sister.
"Why don't you have the same name?" Brittany luckily interrupted Rachel before she could admit that she'd called the meeting thinking Puck was sleeping with his sister. "My little brother has the same last name as me, his name is Daniel Pierce."
"When our dad left Ma changed her and Sarah's last name back to her maiden name, Beirson. I was eight, we were about to start third grade, and I didn't want to have to change my name so we didn't. Now I'm the only Puckerman in town," he smirked in what a few of them could see was false bravado, clearly Brittany's question hit more sore spots than he was willing to admit.
"Yeah, not that he's conceited or anything," Sarah said as she shoved him and caused him to stagger and almost fall. In retaliation, once he regained his balance, he grabbed her in a headlock and messed up her perfect ponytail, snatching her ribbon and pulling strands in all directions before letting her go. This sibling interaction broke the ice and most of the watchers cracked grins watching Puck play keep-away with the shorter girl. Looking back everything could have been interactions between two siblings close in age who had to raise themselves together. Which was good because Puck settling down? The idea made most of them feel the need to start preparing for the apocalypse.
AN: If anyone has any ideas for an 'At blank blank' setting, prompt, whatever you think I should write next, please message me or leave it in a review. I promise I will get around to it. I'm running a bit dry on these sibling ideas and I use them when I've got only a little time or a block in another story or real life to distract myself. I've never had a sibling of my own so all of these end up being based off of my friends or just completely made-up so if you've got an idea of brother/sister interaction that I'm missing please share it with me.
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