Pairing/Character: Quinn, Puck, Beth, Shelby
When/Where: AU. Between 96 and 98.
Quick Note: Just an extra bit.
Word Count: 200 (Double Drabble ) (Outtake: 1 of 2 )
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Quinn retrieved her buzzing phone from her purse and looked at who was calling. Instead of letting it go to voice mail, like she normally would, she pressed 'answer' and brought it to her ear.
"Puck? Why are you calling me at work? Is something wrong with Beth?"
"No," he said quickly. "Just want to firm up plans for V-Day."
"Shouldn't you be talking with your girlfriend about that?" Quinn asked.
"She broke up with me," Puck said cheerfully.
"Sorry," Quinn said.
"No big," Puck said. "She was jealous of my Beth time."
"Not sorry then," Quinn said with a laugh. "So, what's the plan?"
"You don't have a date?" he asked.
"Date free this year," Quinn said.
"You do now," he said.
"I don't do blind dates," she reminded Puck.
"Artie wants to test his latest invention," Puck said.
"What's he come up with now?" Quinn asked, "And how much is it going to cost me this time?"
"If it works, we'll make millions," Puck said.
"What is it?" Quinn asked.
"A new virtual game room," Puck said. "It lets you game with friends over the internet."
"We do that now," Quinn said.
"Not like this," Puck said.
"She isn't coming," Shelby said, staring out the kitchen window at Puck and Beth making a snowman.
"There's still time," Quinn told her, though she didn't expect Rachel to come either.
"Ten years," Shelby said, glancing at Quinn for a moment. "We've only talked once in the last ten years. When you needed a place to stay in the city."
"It's a start," Quinn said, hugging her in sympathy. "Forgiveness is a family trait."
"It isn't quite the same thing," Shelby said. "You were a misguided, hurting teenager. I was the adult who replaced her with a newer model."
"Well, Beth is lower maintenance than Rachel," Quinn said, winking. "Without all the diva-ish tendencies."
Shelby shook her head. "How is she doing? Really?"
"Calmer. She's not high school Rachel," Quinn said. "All of that manic energy finally has an outlet."
"You've seen her play?"
Quinn nodded. "It's not something I would take Beth to, but it's good. And the rest of the cast seem to really like her."
"You've met them?"
"They insisted on vetting the new roommate," Quinn said. "They're protective of her."
"Good," Shelby said. "Do you think she'll come to Beth's birthday party?"
"Possibly," Quinn said.
"Aunt Quinn! Aunt Quinn!" a young voice shouted as she stepped out into the cold winter air. Looking in the voice's direction, she couldn't help smiling at the sight of Beth madly waving at her from Puck's SUV.
"Hey Q, how's my hot BM?" Puck said, winking at her from the driver's seat. Shaking her head, she slid into the back next to Beth.
"Where's Shelby?" she asked, before hugging from Beth. "Hi Beth," she said, tickling her.
"Mommy has a concert," Beth said, giggling, her seat belt preventing her from escaping Quinn's fingers. Quinn looked at Puck for an explanation.
"Concert tonight," he said.
"And she's getting them ready?" Quinn asked, buckling herself in. Shelby wasn't as intense as she'd been back in Ohio, but performances? Still serious business.
"We're meeting her at Chilton," he said.
Quinn raised an eyebrow in disbelief. "How'd you swing that?" she asked. He might run one of the best contracting firms in New England, but he looked like a biker with his tattoos.
"Connections, Babe!" he said. Quinn snorted. "Okay, we're doing a job there," he admitted.
"Better, and don't call me babe," she said, winking at Beth, causing her to giggle again.