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Post by Kurt Hummel on Jun 26, 2010 22:24:01 GMT -5
Kurt had just babysat his 4 crazy little cousins. The girl had put glittery clips in Kurt's hair and he had to use all his strength to keep the 3 boys from beating each other up. He deserved those two twenties in his pocket, and feeling the bills in his hand sent him automatically to the local mall.
Kurt walked down the hallway of the mall, stepping on only the red tiles, when something caught his eye.
A poofy, light green prom dress in the window of a small dress shop. It would definitely match his eyes. He stared at it, tilting his head to one side.
Sooo pretty...
Dare he go in for a closer look? There's no way he could try it on. Could he? No.
...Maybe?
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Post by Noah "Puck" Puckerman on Jun 26, 2010 23:05:43 GMT -5
Puck trudged along the mall, yawning. He was bored, but in order to escape doing chores, this place was his only escape. He rolled his eyes as he thought of the "puckerman spring cleaning day" which occured once a fortnight. He always managed to escape these days. Perhaps he should get a gift to pacify his mum... And well, perhaps a gift for his little sister as well. As much he hated to admit it, he was mummy's little boy.. And he actually loved his little sister alot.
He gazed into the shop windows with boredom, what to get them? What kinda girly stuff? The Puckster never did housework, but he knew how to pacify the ladies. He stopped short when he saw Kurt oggling at a prom dress. Trying not to laugh, he approached the boy, and gave him a light shove. "that dress would look nice on you," he teased.
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Post by Kurt Hummel on Jun 26, 2010 23:26:21 GMT -5
Kurt's imagination was cut short. He was brought back to reality harshly.
"I was just... thinking about my neighbor's Quinceanera. She's hispanic, so she'll wear a poofy dress like that. Actually I'm here to get her a present."
Kurt was proud of himself for thinking of a lie that quickly. They had just learned about Quinceaneras in Mr. Schue's spanish class, and that would make his lie suspicious, but he was pretty sure Puck slept through that class.
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Post by Noah "Puck" Puckerman on Jun 26, 2010 23:34:14 GMT -5
Puck cocked a brow, that name sounded familiar. "you're close to her? Never heard you mentioning her before," he frowned. He shrugged it off anyway, he knew how much kurt wanted to wear that dress. "it's gonna be a pretty expensive gift, don't cha think?" he nudged the shorter boy. "anyway, I've gotta get a gift for my mum and sis, so any ideas? Since you're such an expert at these things.. Well, maybe you could help me?" he said sheepishly, he couldn't believe he was asking kurt for help. *I've posted in glee rehearsals, reply  * |
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Post by funnygirl on Jun 27, 2010 0:45:04 GMT -5
Mercedes was in desperate need of some more neon to add to her collection. Bright colors were her thing after all. She headed down to the mall. As she passed the dress shop, her jaw dropped at what she saw.
"KURT HUMMEL...whaaaaaaat are you doing?!"
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Post by Noah "Puck" Puckerman on Jun 27, 2010 5:12:43 GMT -5
Puck smirked at her reaction. "see, even your best friend Is shocked," he chortled.
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Post by Kurt Hummel on Jun 27, 2010 17:03:51 GMT -5
Kurt lost his balance on his Prada boots when Puck nudged him, and he stumbled a bit. Then he straightened himself up.
Then Kurt lit up inside. The idea of being a shopping consultant was quite appealing to Kurt.
He was about to say something like "Oh well, if you insist." when he heard a familiar voice and turned around to see his best friend Mercedes with an endearing, yet condescending look on her face.
"I'm Puck's new shopping consultant."
He said matter-of-factly.
"And I could do with an assistant."
He said this with a smirk, knowing that Mercedes would never be a "sidekick."
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Post by Noah "Puck" Puckerman on Jun 28, 2010 6:04:08 GMT -5
Puck rolled his eyes, "now, know that I ain't paying you, and it's only a gift for my mum and sis," he smirked in his own puckish way, and leaned back on his heels, shoving his hands in his pockets.
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Post by Kurt Hummel on Jun 28, 2010 14:35:35 GMT -5
"I wouldn't take your money, Puck. You and Quinn need it."
Kurt surprised himself with his own serious answer. Then he shook it off and regained his uppity attitude.
"And, um, you've worn that shirt twice this week, Puck. You might want to consider some new additions to your own wardrobe."
A cheeky smile spread across Kurts face. Puck would look suave in a fitted vest. Kurt spaced out, imagining different outfit combinations.
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Post by Noah "Puck" Puckerman on Jun 28, 2010 23:58:26 GMT -5
Puck rolled his eyes. A hottie like him didn't need to bother about his clothes, he's look hot in whatever he wore
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