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Quinn Fabray, Q or mommy. Mother of one, self proclaimed bacon addict, budding photographer. I like The Notebook and a certain boy with a mowhawk. Disclaimer: This is a RP and I am in no way associated with Quinn Fabray, Dianna Agron or Fox. None of the gifs used here are mine. Note: Lucy Caboosey SL not applicable here. As far as this RP is concerned, Quinn has grown up in Lima her entire life.

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Starting Over // Quinn&Jenny

Quinn led Beth down the busy streets of New York, making sure not to bump into anybody. It wasn't the easiest task in the world, but it had been a nice day, and Beth had been so eager to get out that Quinn had no desire to take the car. Besides, the fresh air would do them some good, and it gave the cookies she had made with Beth time to cool. It would be nice to see Jenny too, even if the last time the two girls spoke hadn't exactly been pleasant. However, that was years ago, and if she could be friends with Dan and Serena, she could be friends with Jenny.

"Mommy" Beth asked curiously, clutching Quinn's hand tightly and glancing around the busy streets of New York "Who's this lady we're meeting? It doesn't sound like Auntie Blair." Quinn chuckled at that, smiling down at her daughter. Beth rarely spoke of anyone besides her grandmothers, her parents, her biological aunts and Blair. She liked others, of course, like Santana and Brittany and Dan, but according to Beth, they didn't matter as much as the others. And if what Judy said about Quinn as a young child was true, then Beth was certainly Quinn's daughter.

"We're going to see Dan's little sister" Quinn explained as they neared the cafe "Her name's Jenny, and I think you'll like her." Beth paused, considering that, causing Quinn to laugh again. Her daughter was, without a doubt, the cutest seven year old on the planet. Beth was still deep in thought when they arrived, and Jenny had yet to arrive, so Quinn snagged an outdoor table, glancing around as she waited for the other girl to arrive.

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That sounds great! How about I meet you there in… is thirty minutes good?

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That's fine. You don't mind if I bring, Beth, do you?

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Beth! Oh my God, how old is she? It’s been so long. She must be a beautiful kid now. You and Puck, hun? 

It’s great to know you guys are still together, that’s really sweet.

As soon as I finished senior year, I came to the city. I’m working as a model here. New York is a good place, you’ll have fun.

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She turns eight soon, and she's the most beautiful little girl in the whole die world. Puck and I are very lucky.

A model, huh? Why am I not surprised?

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Q! It’s so… great meeting a friendly face around here.

How are you? When did you get to New York?

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Same goes for you.

Puck, Beth and I moved here after I graduated Yale. I'm still getting used to it all, but at least it isn't Lima.

What about you?

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I’m pretty good, too.

Ah, well I only just got here and have yet to discover things yet. Do you know of anywhere good?

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Well, I'm glad to hear.

There's a nice place about a block from Barney's, and it's surprisingly cheap. It's nice, quiet, and has very good coffee.

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Oh, well that’s good.

Ugh, I know. I’m sorry, this is really stupid. We should really start over. Maybe we could get coffee or something?

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What about you, Jenny?

I like that idea. Do you have a place in mind?

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Uhm… How are you? I guess…

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I'm fine.

Look, Jenny, do we have to be awkward? I mean, high school was years ago.

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Oh… Hi, again. 

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Oh. Jenny. Hi.

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S. It's been a while.

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Today Beth told me she never wanted a boyfriend.

Hopefully she'll keep that attitude. I don't think my mother can take another teen pregnancy.

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Quick as Beauty & The Beast - asked by anon

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NO MORE LONG YEARS|| Quick

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Puck’s eyes had been flickering between the clock the game screen constantly as he played which had caused him to fall off buildings, get hit by cars, and get shot down a few times. All of those actions were much to the dismay and frustration of his daughter who eventually had been able to sneak her hands on to the controller and actually be playing the game. Puck had no idea how long they had been situated like that, and he wouldn’t of noticed except he could hear footsteps nearing their doorway which had to mean his girlfriend was coming home. Puck looked down to see Beth playing it and rather than stop her, he looked at the screen and noticed how she had five star police notoriety but was managing to keep full health. His heart swelled with pride at the bad assery of his daughter. That is until he heard Quinn’s voice which was also a reminder of how he wasn’t suppose to be proud of that.

Puck’s hands slipped under her arms to lift her off his lap and get her on the floor, “Save it really quickly and turn it off, I’ll distract her.” He said in a quick and somewhat frantic whisper, like a child trying to be sneaky. Beth was standing in front of the television playing the game to get to a saving point and be able to turn it off right after while Puck looked around the apartment to see if it was in a presentable state. He tried his best to keep it clean and somewhat organized since Quinn liked that, but it still had some messes here and there to show signs of life in the space. He grabbed a wrapper from a candy bar he had shared with Beth earlier, putting it in his pocket and it happened to be the one he had the ring box in. His hand touched it a little and he remembered what his intentions for tonight were and suddenly he got a jolt of nervousness. The man was going to have to keep quiet for awhile in order to find that perfect moment to permanently intertwine their futures.

Puck opened the door finally, seeing all the things she had in her arms, “A hot girl, pizza, and ice cream? I think I’m dreaming.” He joked, giving her his usual charming smirk while using his body to block the door so Beth had some time. Then he again noticed how full her arms were and his instinct to help her overpowered going along with his plan. He took a step toward her, his hands reaching out to take the pizza boxes from her and sliding them to be held on his forearm while his hand kept them in place. Once that was all set up he leaned forward to give her a kind and welcome home kiss. His free hand hand found her cheek to touch it tenderly, his thumb giving one caring stroke on the skin under it.

“You guys are gross.” Beth announced from behind Puck and that was definitely a sign she had completed her part of the plan. Puck pulled away, giving a little breathy chuckle as he looked at Quinn with his face near hers and felt no shame or embarrassment for giving her some affection. “We are pretty gross huh?” He questioned, feeling clever and saying it somewhat loud so Beth would hear if she was still in the living room. Puck straightened himself up and moved out of the way of the doorway for Quinn to come in, but he stayed near the door so his foot would be able to kick it closed.

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As she waited for Puck to open the door, Quinn couldn't help but smile a little when she thought about the upcoming night. She loved the holidays, and New Years Eve was one of her favourite times of the year, despite the fact it was extremely overrated. Beth was heading over to their neighbours apartment, giving Quinn and Puck some time alone to watch the ball drop on television, among other things.

As the door opened, Quinn shook her head of the thoughts. Smiling, she allowed Puck to help her with the food, shaking her head slightly. "Please" she scoffed "your dreams probably consist of more than that. And not in that way." She frowned slightly when she noticed Beth had yet to come say hello-that was usually a sign that her daughter and Puck were up to something-but Quinn pushed it to the back of her mind as Puck gave her a kiss.

Grinning into the kiss, Quinn was quite content to stay like that forever. Of course, Beth wouldn't allow it, and peeking over Puck's shoulder at her daughter, she smiled. "Gross in a good way" she corrected, coming inside and stepping around Puck to give her daughter a hug "But I don't expect you to be doing anything like that for many years."

Beth poked her tongue out in disgust, and laughing, Quinn wrapped her arms around the girl. It didn't take long to figure out Beth had completed the game, but she decided to let it slide this time-it was the holidays, and besides, Beth was a hard person to argue with. "So" Quinn announced, pressing a kiss to Beth's cheek "You two can tell me about your day over dinner. Then you have to head over, Beth, although you're free to take some ice cream over."

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Quinn pulled into the carpark, her mind still filled with thoughts like 'What kind of idiot am I to be working on New Year's Eve?' and 'Hopefully Puck and Beth are okay with pizza for dinner.' Well, she knew that wouldn't mind-Beth loved pizza as much as Puck loved waffles and Quinn herself loved bacon, a thing Puck weirdly took pride in. She had long stop trying to guess what went on in her boyfriend's head, however, and Quinn usually just rolled her eyes now.

Stepping out of the car, she glanced around the carpark, and considered throwing herself into house hunting again. Even though they couldn't afford it, and it wasn't like New York really had houses anyway, Quinn still liked the idea of having a house with the white picket fence. She wasn't sure if that was too big a step in her relationship with Puck-they weren't even married yet, and despite having a daughter they really didn't do things the way Quinn had planned. Regardless, she was still happy of the life she shared with Puck and Beth, even without being married and having her dream home. She'd work on getting to those later, but right now, she just wanted to focus on New Year's.

Opening the passenger door, Quinn grabbed the pizza boxes for dinner, as well as two tubs of ice cream for dessert-bacon, for Quinn and Beth, and extreme chocolate, for Puck and Beth. Usually, she would've cooked something, but Beth had to be with their neighbour in an hour, and her boyfriend and daughter liked things the simple way anyway.

Making her way up to their apartment, Quinn found her thoughts drifting back to getting married. After deciding to become a photographer, they had been on her mind a lot more than usual lately-she had planned her dream wedding with Blair back when they were little girls, and her dreams of the perfect wedding were still the same. However, she wasn't going to force the idea on Puck-she wasn't even sure if he wanted to get married, but now wasn't the time to think about that.

Coming to the apartment door, she knocked it with her hip, hands too full to search for her keys or open the door. It wasn't as if they weren't home-she could hear the video games through the relatively thin walls. "Puck, Beth! That game better be off by the time this door is open!"