Cards

Disclaimer: Fox owns the Glee money making machine and RBI came up with the original idea. Not mine.

Pairing/Character: Rachel
When/Where: AU.
Word Count: 200 (Double Drabble ) ( 70 of 100 )

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Rachel wandered through the small Hallmark near her favorite Broadway cafe. The year before, she'd found an online card shop that let her design her own cards, but they had to be ordered months ahead, if she wanted to apply her personal touch, such as a note in her own handwriting.

Which worked for her fathers. Flowery phrases to tell them how she felt came to her without too much effort. And the stagehands and her fellow actors were also easy to get cards for, since the goal was something personalized, not sentimentality.

But it was the other people that were the problem. Cards she waited until the last minute to find. Every year she spent hours picking out cards for Beth and Shelby, even though she never sent them. Something musical for Beth, and something humorous for Shelby. Purchased, signed, and then shoved into a box with other cards never sent.

And this year, there was Quinn. She didn't want to get her a 'roommate' card. That was too impersonal. But she didn't want something too intimate. She didn't want to give Quinn the wrong impression. She didn't want to scare her away when they were happily coexisting together.

Gamers

Disclaimer: Fox owns the Glee money making machine and RBI came up with the original idea. Not mine.

Pairing/Character: Quinn, Puck
When/Where: AU.
Word Count: 200 (Double Drabble ) ( 71 of 100 )

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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.

Genius

Disclaimer: Fox owns the Glee money making machine and RBI came up with the original idea. Not mine.
Pairing/Character: Quinn, Artie
When/Where: AU.
Word Count: 200 (Double Drabble ) ( 72 of 100 )

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Quinn looked down at the plain brown box. "Instructions?" she asked.

"In the box," Artie said, tapping it.

"Puck thinks you're going to make us filthy rich this time," Quinn said. She didn't regret investing in Artie's inventions on Puck's recommendation but so far all they'd done was break even.

"It's something new," Artie said. "I've applied for several patents. If we can license them, we should do well. Millions might be optimistic but we'll do more than break even, even if we have to build them ourselves."

"As long as you don't want me doing assembly," Quinn said, remembering an evening spent helping put together demo models of one of his earlier inventions.

"Definitely not," Artie said, grimacing.

"I wasn't that bad," Quinn protested weakly.

"No," Artie said, "But assembling delicate electronic parts? Not something I recommend you consider for a future career."

"Not a problem," Quinn said. "Are you going to need more money for this?"

"We're covered," he said. "The last funding round from you, Puck, and Santana covered the prototype."

"Good," Quinn said, standing up. "Any other instructions?"

"This is a prototype. So be careful," Artie said.

"Of course," Quinn said. "So, tomorrow?"

"Tomorrow," he said.