BANG A RANG!

Noah Puckerman Singer. Beer drinker.All around badass.

[theycallmepuck]

5678santanalo:

Santana hoped he’d actually return. She could already tell that he was second-guessing himself doing the show. When he returned, in the proper attire, she relaxed again. “I was afraid you’d ditch me.” She laughed and started into a different stretch. “Come stretch out a bit. I don’t want you to pull something before we even start.” She grabbed a folder from her bag on the side, went down into a center split, and leaned over to stretch while reading the paper on top. “You’re starting with the foxtrot. Not bad.” 

“I can be a jerk, but I’m not that big of a jerk,” Puck countered, his lips bowing into a smile.  He’d already decided that he was in this for the long haul and he was determined to get Santana that mirror ball trophy thing that she wanted so badly.  “Be gentle with me, I’m not Gumby like you,” he teased, his eyes widening as she dropped into her center split.  Puck was speechless.  Sure, he’d seen stuff like that on TV, but to witness it firsthand was a whole different experience.  “I think my balls just crawled back inside me in fear,” he joked in mild concern.  “I hope you don’t expect me to pull off something like that.”  Puck sat down on the floor and stretched his legs out in front of him in an attempt to loosen his hamstrings.  “Foxtrot...I have no idea what that is.”

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5678santanalo:

Santana froze when he mentioned not knowing he would have to dance. Hopefully he actually did have those gym clothes because it’d suck for him having to learn in jeans. “You should run out and grab them. We need to get started soon.” She stood up as if to prove her point. If they were going to make it past the first week, they’d have to work hard. It was always the most difficult getting into the swing of things. Plus he admitted to not knowing anything about dance. “Oh, we’ve got this in the bag. I can whip you into shape no problem.” She smirked over at him and then started to stretch. “Let’s go,” she demanded. 

The trepidation in Santana’s voice was almost palpable.  Puck was already stressing her out and the day hadn’t even fully started.  “Right.  Lemme just go grab them,” he assured, his eyes following the way her back curved into a stretch.  He lingered for a moment, watching her, before half jogging out of the studio.  Luckily his workout routine had paif off and he had a pair of basketball shorts, a T-shirt, and his gym shoes in the cab of his truck.  After a quick change of clothes he stepped back into the studio and tossed his gym bag in the corner.  “Ok, Twinkletoes.  I’m yours for the next couple of hours.”  He slapped his hands together and walked towards her with a swagger to his hips.

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5678santanalo:

She nodded in response. “Yeah, we had to go from stop to stop and then fly back for show nights. It was tough.” Whenever the celebrities had other commitments, the pro always had to work around their schedule. It was just how the show worked. She immediately noticed how much he relaxed once the cameras were gone. It took a lot to get used to it. “Don’t worry. We don’t have to be filmed twenty-four seven. Just a few times a week.” Santana raised an eyebrow when he mentioned not knowing anything about the show. So he pretty much just signed up for it without knowing what he would have to do. Great. “Well we have a week to learn our routines. Sunday night is camera blocking, so basically a dress rehearsal. Then on Monday we’re live. Meaning we have eight days, including today, to be ready for the premiere.” 

“Including today?  So that means we’re dancing today?  I didn’t exactly get that memo.”  Puck looked down at his stiff jeans and high tops.  “I think I have a change of gym clothes in my car though at least.  Hopefully,” he added with a smile.  He already had minimal knowledge of dancing; toss in restricting clothing and it was basically a recipe for disaster.  “At least they didn’t get that part on film, right?”  Puck was kicking himself now for not researching the show better.  This seemed a lot more like work than fun.  But the deal was sealed and he wasn’t about to back out at the last minute.  Besides, there was a part of him that refused to disappoint the woman in front of him.  “Well, you’ve got eight days to work your magic, Santana.  I have a feeling if anyone can do it, it’s you.”

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5678santanalo:

Santana chuckled. “Well now you actually have to win or else I’ll hate you,” she teased him. As he started to talk about himself, she looked at him and listened intently. It was usually the easiest to use things the partner liked in order to get them to better understand and learn all of the routines. “Oh, thank god. I hate when there’s a tour goin’ on. Then I have to follow along and I get sick of that shit.” She scrunched up her nose for a second and then turned to the crew around them. “I’ll let you guys know when we start.” At that, they all grabbed their stuff and left Puck and Santana alone in the room. She turned back to her new partner with a smile. “It’s easier to get to know each other without a crowd. Anyway, I’ve been dancing since I was three. Obviously kept up with it my whole life. A few years ago I did So You Think You Can Dance and from there I was recruited to dance for Dancing With the Stars. I was in the troop, which is basically the little group that dances in between the stars, for about a year before I was chosen to be one of the pros.” Santana figured that was enough of her credentials. “Okay now I have to ask. How much do you know about dance and our show? Feel free to be completely honest. I have a no lying policy in the studio.” 

“You’ve seriously had a partner who was on tour at the time?  That’s a whole other level of commitment.”  Puck’s brows rose above his hazel eyes.  He had to hand it to her, she definitely loved her job if she was willing to put up with all that crap.  Puck nodded towards the cameramen as they headed out the doors.  “I figured my life had just been turned into The Truman Show.  Thanks for the break,” he commented, relaxing a little more and angling himself to face her better.  “Well it sounds like you got this whole thing on lockdown.  I mean I’m not really known for playing by the rules, but I’ll try my best to actually listen to you.  Because, in the spirit of honesty, I know virtually nothing when it comes to dancing or the show.  I’m more of an Elvis kinda guy...y’know...shake my hips and make the ladies swoon.  Other than that I’m clueless.”

[theycallmepuck]

5678santanalo:

“Do you prefer Noah or Puck then? What do your friends use?” She nodded over to the wall and then walked over to sit down, back against it. Usually she took some time to get to know her new partner first. She didn’t want to overwhelm him by immediately making him dance. “I haven’t won a mirrorball yet, so I’m really counting on you.” She laughed a bit so he knew she didn’t mean it in a pressuring way. Of course she wanted to win, she was actually incredibly competitive, but she never made her partner feel like they had to. “Tell me about you. You sing, right? Are you on tour right now?”

“Puck works,” he laughed, following Santana’s lead and sitting down beside her.  She was bubbly without being overly clingy, which he liked.  “Well prepare to break that losing streak, sweetheart.  I’m not about to dance my ass off and then not take home the gold.  Or mirror in this case.”  Puck wasn’t going to sugar coat anything; if he was there to compete, he planned on winning.  “Not too much to tell, honestly.  Just a country boy who likes to rock it out every once in a while.”  He smiled at her, his eyes roaming over her without shame.  Who could blame him, really?  “I actually just ended my second tour a month and a half ago.  So now I get to put on my boogie shoes and cut a rug with you for a while.”  Talking with her seemed so easy and casual, despite the hoard of cameramen.  “I’d ask what you do, but then I’d look stupid.  So, when did you start dancing?”

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5678santanalo:    

This was truly one of Santana’s favorite days; meeting her new partner. Usually she’d see the celebrity list beforehand and think of the order in which she’d prefer. Most of the time she based it off of looks and strength since she liked adding in a lot of fun lifts to the routines in the later weeks. She was in her usual dance attire, leggings and an off the shoulder t-shirt, standing in one of the back rooms. The cameras were all around, making her even more excited to start the new season. When she saw the door starting to open, her stomach did a little flip. “Oh my god.” He was definitely towards the top of the preference list. She immediately went over to him to pull him into a hug. Hopefully he wasn’t someone that didn’t like being touched since they’d have to get close quickly. “I can totally work with two left feet if that’s your only worry,” she told him. When she pulled back, she looked at him with a grin. “I’m Santana. It’s nice to finally meet you.” 

Puck’s arms fit around Santana’s small, muscular frame naturally.  Usually he wasn’t much of a hugger, but she was gorgeous and he didn’t want to look like a dick on prime time either.  “Nice to meet you too, Santana.  I’m Noah, but most people call me Puck.”  His hand lingered on her hip, her radiant smile making something flicker in his chest.  They were surrounded by cameras but he could only really focus on the way her dimples deepened.  “These other jokers don’t stand a chance,” he flirted.

[theycallmepuck]

Puck was more than a little hesitant when his manager pitched him the idea of being a contestant on Dancing With The Stars.  Sure, he’d heard of it.  Has been athletes and washed out actors whose careers tanked in the ‘80s were among the highest ranking celebrities that the show seemed to attract.  He was still on the uphill climb of his career; surely he didn’t need to boost his fanbase by waltzing around in a monkey suit.  But somehow his manager got him to agree, which was why Puck found himself walking across the parking lot toward his designated studio on the first day of filming.  He smiled charmingly and spoke easily into the camera by his side, each step bringing him closer to his mysterious dance partner.  Keeping the pairings a secret was apparently part of the whole build up and Puck would be lying if he said he didn’t feel the slightest flutter of butterflies in his stomach as he pulled open the door to the studio.  He’d done minimal research about the dancers, really only skimming their pictures online.  All of the female dancers were hot, so no matter who he was paired with he’d luck out.  The cameraman kept close to him as he rounded the doorway, capturing the way his smirk morphed into a smile the moment his eyes landed on Santana.

“I hope you know what you’ve got yourself into, ‘cause I was born with two left feet,” he warned with a laugh.     

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