Disclaimer: None of Glee belongs to me; I've just got an 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 9: At Her Bake-Sale
Puck should have remembered what day it was before he offered Sam a ride to pick-up their little siblings at their elementary school. Every year the grade school had bake-sales at the beginning of the year; each grade took a different week and the money went towards end-of-the-year pizza parties. Parents, or in his case families, were asked to donate something for their child to contribute and it had developed into a competition over the years. All the moms fought, politely, over the title of Best Dessert each year, the rest of the kids in the school were the judges and whatever was bought and eaten the fastest won.
Sarah was in fourth grade this year with Stevie and Stacy, Sam's little brother and sister, and she had the longest running record of bringing the best food to her bake-sale. Four years running, kindergarten through third grade, Sarah had brought a different baked good and still always been voted the best. He should know since he had to bake whatever she decided on each year. He was always getting compliments to pass on to his mom when he went to Sarah's parent-teacher conference nights. It was odd how his old 'she couldn't get off work' excuse kept being accepted year after year, and no one connected that he had never had anyone show up for his parent-teacher conferences to the fact that he went to his little sister's.
Truthfully his mother didn't really care about them as kids she seemed to think of them, or at least Puck, as roommates who she shared an apartment with, or something. She probably resented the fact that her husband left her because he decided he didn't like being a father. Even when Sarah was a baby and Puck was only eight their mother had treated him like he was an adult capable of taking care of an infant by, well, leaving Sarah pretty much completely in his care. Of course he learned really quickly how to keep Sarah clean, fed, and stop her crying. But he hadn't had a birthday party since his eighth when his dad was still around and he'd always been the one to do something for Sarah. Their mother paid the bills for the apartment and everything but didn't do 'Mom' things like make dinner, give them allowance, go to school events, or buy them school supplies or clothes. So Puck stepped up and did all the parental duties around the house including teach himself how to cook and keep track of Sarah's school calendar.
When he offered Sam a ride to the grade school, thinking he could drive the three Evans kids back to the motel no problem, he forgot that this Friday was when the fourth grade teachers would be sending out the notice about the bake-sale. It wasn't his fault, really! It was Sam; Sam with his adorable puppy-dog eyes and his big pouty mouth that looked so sad and cute you couldn't not want to help him out. And Sarah had already started spilling the beans so he really couldn't have stopped it.
Since they didn't have football practice, and Sam mentioned having to walk his little brother and sister home during Glee that morning, Puck offered to give him a ride after school. Sam quickly accepted before he thought about it and followed Puck across the school parking lot. Seeing the really old station wagon they were walking towards Sam gave Puck a funny look.
"Your mother lets you drive her car after you crashed it?" He asked skeptically.
Puck paused for a second, confused, before realizing what Sam was talking about. "No, this was our next door neighbor's car but she was getting really old so she stopped driving, like, a few years or so ago and when I turned sixteen she gave her car to me." Shrugging, as if elderly neighbors gave away cars all the time, he didn't tell Sam anything else as they got in and started towards the elementary school.
"Thanks for doing this, I know you've probably got other things to do but I really appreciate it," Sam told him as they pulled onto the block the grade school was on.
"Hey, I had to pick-up Sarah anyways. Why not give her friends a lift too?" Puck offered as he turned into the parking lot.
"Sarah?" Sam looked confused until a dark haired girl around ten ran up to the van before it even stopped. "Wait, Stacy's friend Sarah is your sister? Sarah who Stevie thinks is the coolest girl to ever exist is your sister?"
"Yeah," Puck smirks and offers his sister a hi-five as she pulls open the door behind the driver's seat and crawls in.
"Yo, dude, why's the blonde duo's bro in our ride?" Sarah asks Puck in a strangely accented voice.
"Sarah stop trying to be a gangster, it doesn't work on little Jewish girls." Puck replies almost automatically, like they've had this conversation so many times his response is instinctive now. "Sam is my friend and since Stacy and Stevie are your friends we're giving them a ride home."
"Cool," she's back to a normal sounding little girl voice, "we can talk more about the bake-sale." Leaning out the window she yells at the two blonde kids sitting on the ledge she just vacated. "Stace, Steve, your brother's in my brother's car and we're giving you guys a ride home."
As the two little blondes run over and pile in the back on either side of Sarah Puck winces at the reminder that the bake-sale is next week. He wonders if Sarah has actually told them about his secret baking/cooking skills. She usually keeps it a secret but ever since they moved here last year Stacy's been her best friend and she has a crush on Stevie that Puck frankly feels she's way too young to have. At ten, well nine for three more weeks, she shouldn't be planning the perfect wedding to Stevie and talking about whether or not they'd have blond babies. Since he secretly knew about the Evans family situation practically when it happened, Stacy and Stevie told Sarah and Sarah told Puck but he didn't think Sam wanted him to know, he thinks she's probably shared all their secrets already. Sure enough Sam's looking at him like he's an alien, or like he's heard all about Sarah's big brother and Sam never knew Sarah's brother was Puck.
"So I was telling them that since their mom's too busy finding a real job and being a waitress Stace and Steve should just get their brother to make their bake-sale stuff for them. But then they told me that their brother couldn't cook at all like mine. Which I thought was weird since that's totally your job and you always cook our food so I told them that and they said that was weird." Sarah was on a roll and Puck just kept cringing, mentally 'cause he was still driving after all. "Maybe you could show Sam how to make something for them! He could come over on Sunday when you make my stuff and get your help making their stuff."
"They might be busy," he offered, knowing it would take a tornado to save him at this point.
"Don't be silly, they live in a motel, they'll be glad to get out of there. Stace and Steve can play with me while you show Sam how to make cookies or something, just not Monster Cupcakes because that's what I want you to make for me this year. Ooh, you should make them some of those new Pumpkin Chocolate Chip Cookies you invented this summer, they were the bomb." The three kids in the back start discussing all of the, numerous, recipes that Puck has made and Sarah has apparently told them about.
"Dude, you're Sarah's brother?" Sam sounds like his brain is about to implode.
"Yeah, I take it she's mentioned me before," Puck sighs and keeps driving.
"Stacy and Stevie talk about Sarah's awesome older brother all the time. You're like this epic hero they keep comparing me to, and I'm never as cool as him, you! It's always Sarah's brother took her clothes shopping, Sarah's brother took her out for ice cream because she got an A on the spelling test, Sarah's brother goes to all her soccer games to cheer for her, and on and on." Now he's almost accusing Puck, of what, hiding his identity or being a better brother, Puck isn't sure. "How did I not know you were Sarah's brother? And since when can you do all those things?"
"Sarah must've never mentioned our last name. And what things?" They're almost to the motel the Evans are still living in so hopefully he can put Sam off and leave before he finds out Sam knows anything too embarrassing.
"Things like that baking they're talking about. All the other stuff she's mentioned, like when Stacy's doll broke and Sarah took it home so her brother, you I guess, could fix it. You, she, French braiding her hair! And, just stuff," Sam's brain seemed to give out on him as he trailed off.
"What can I say, I'm just an awesome brother." Thankfully they pull into the parking lot of the motel so they don't have to continue the conversation any more. As the Evans kids pile out of the station wagon Sarah yells out the window to confirm that her brother, Puck, is picking all of them up again on Sunday and taking them to the Puckerman apartment to bake them some cookies. Puck is doomed.
He's right, like always, because Sarah doesn't let him conveniently forget to pick-up the three Evans kids on Sunday. She doesn't even let him leave Sam behind, insisting that he needs to learn how to bake the cookies for the future. So there they are, Sam and Puck, awkwardly staring at each other across the kitchen table as their younger siblings disappear into the other room.
"Well, I've already baked the Monster Cupcakes I just need to decorate them once they're cool so you could just sit there and I'll make Stacy and Stevie the cookies. Sorry Sarah dragged you into it," Puck says hoping Sam will go along with it and that he doesn't actually want to learn how to cook, mostly because that would just take a lot longer than Puck wants to spend with just Sam in his kitchen.
"Sure, I'll just sit here and watch you be the Amazing Betty Crocker Brother," jokes Sam as he sits down at the kitchen table.
"Hardy har har, just, don't mention this, ever." Puck starts on the Pumpkin Chocolate Chip Cookies that the three fourth graders decided they wanted. It's a quick process since he knows the recipe by heart, he should since he made it up, and while Sam's staring makes him feel uncomfortable at first he eventually gets into the groove and blocks the blonde out.
"You know Stevie's totally got a crush on Sarah," Sam comments once Puck puts the first tray of cookie dough in the oven.
"Yeah?" Puck sighs as he starts on the icing for the cupcakes, "Well she's already planning the wedding."
"I wonder how Stacy would take that," Sam laughs as Puck separates out portions of the frosting and forks the right amount of colouring into each bowl. Handing Sam the red, white icing with some red dye on it for now, he orders him to mix it up while he does the green.
Eventually Puck's got brown, green, blue, white, black, and red icing in varying amounts. He pulls out the candies and the cooled cupcakes and starts making them into monsters. The chocolate cupcakes become 'furry' brown monsters with bright green or red eyes and white fangs. One batch of vanilla cupcakes was dyed green and the other blue so they become green and blue monsters. Shiny mini-M&Ms become eyes and short lengths of gummi make great arms, he even uses candy corn to give some of them horns. Halfway through he had to pause and pull out the first batch of cookies and stick the next ones in the oven but since Sam just watched him quietly he's kind of forgotten the other boy is still in the room. He's only got ten left and he's silently debating putting a cherry filling in them to make them ooze blood when bitten into, it's something he read about recently on this one blog and he kind of wants to try it out now, when Sam pipes up.
"Dude, you don't just bake, you're like Martha freaking Stewart or something! Those are like actual Monster Cupcakes," the blonde boy exclaims in what sounds like it was meant to be a compliment but really just makes Puck self-conscious again.
"Uh, yeah. Some kid had cupcakes with animal faces on them at their birthday party a few years ago and Sarah came home wanting me to make some. I told her I was probably gonna fail miserably and we'd end up with deformed creatures so why not cut out the beginning and aim for monsters to start. It's easier than copying anything real because this way they can look however and still work." He knew he was starting to babble a bit but, seriously, why did someone from school have to find out about this? And did it have to be someone whose opinion he actually cared about? Although if it was someone who he didn't care about chances were they wouldn't keep quiet about his baking so maybe it was a good thing that out of all the kids he went to school with someone from Glee ended up being the one to discover his secret.
AN: Any ideas for an 'At blank blank' setting ('Bake-Sale' was pushing it), prompt, whatever you want, please PM it to me or leave it in a review. I promise to write it. I've run out of sibling ideas; I started one recently and then realized I made Puck's Little sister into his Older sister, which doesn't work with the theme and title so I need ideas ASAP.
I've never had a sibling so these are based on my friends or my imagination so if you've got an idea of brother/sister interaction I'm missing please share it with me.
In my head this continues into not so gen and ends with Sam going all 'I can no longer resist' in his head and grabbing Puck into a kiss. Of course Puck kisses back, etc...maybe I'll write that, but not in this fic because then my happy innocent rating would have to go up.
Read and Review because I've got all my stories already, I don't need to post them, but if someone likes one or asks for more then I'll post more for them.