March 2012
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Quinn: What are you doing up -until- next Thursday? Is there a time slot I can slide into that we can make work? A piano rehearsal I can sit through?
Rachel: See, the thing is that when you're in the room, you demand my attention. And by you, I don't literally mean *you*. I mean that I cannot help but gravitate towards you. That I want to touch you. That I want to be close to you, talk to you, kiss you. You demand my attention without even trying, and that's not conducive to any work ethic I have.
Rachel: However, I do have a practice room scheduled for Sunday afternoon at 1pm. It's to go over both a midterm piece and work on some of the workshop pieces. You could hear what I've worked through, give feedback, and maybe play something for me as well. A little tit for tat?
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Rachel: You don't say...
Quinn: I do. It's actually kind of unfortunate considering I find you ridiculously attractive, kind of cute, and I might even like you. All of those things together are dangerous combinations for a girl who misses you.
Rachel: I miss you, too, Baby. So much.
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Quinn: ...you're seriously lucky I think you're ridiculously attractive.
Rachel: Uh huh.
Quinn: And kind of cute.
Quinn: I might even like you.
Rachel: You don't say...
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Quinn: ...cute.
Quinn: If that's what it takes.
Rachel: Done. And I assume you'll want a rosary so that you're accessorized properly?
Quinn: ...you're seriously lucky I think you're ridiculously attractive.
Rachel: Uh huh.
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Rachel: Shall I borrow a habit from NYU's costume department then so you can really play the part?
Quinn: ...cute.
Quinn: If that's what it takes.
Rachel: Done. And I assume you'll want a rosary so that you're accessorized properly?
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Quinn: I'm not perfect. And *no one* has a clean slate. But I'm not going to go down without a fight, so...I'm with your dad on being a nun.
Quinn: Seriously, I'm a nun.
Quinn: Don't worry, I'll stop freaking out by Thursday.
Rachel: Shall I borrow a habit from NYU's costume department then so you can really play the part?
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Quinn: It is *so* not my fault that you can't keep your hands to yourself. I would rather not give your dads an excuse to kill me? When they probably already have a really huge excuse?
Quinn: It doesn't help that all I'm going to be thinking when I see them is that I know that *they* know that I sleep with you. We don't need to give them physical evidence.
Quinn: I'm a nun.
Rachel: No. Dad's (Leroy's) a nun. Remember? Mother Abbess? Sound of Music sing-a-long?
Rachel: And baby... You have a clean slate with them. They're not going to judge you on past anything. I...adore you. And they support me. Thus, they will adore you as well. You're perfect. And they'll see that, Quinn.
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Quinn: Please, for the love of God, please do not make me have to have a conversation with your fathers where I somehow end up half-naked on the couch.
Quinn: Have you been drinking? Although I am definitely yours, in all senses of the word. ;)
Rachel: I don't know if I should take offense to you thinking I'm not sober, Quinn, when I am in fact 100% so.
Rachel: And like I said before, I make no promises. It's really your own fault that I can't keep my hands to myself because you're so stunning.
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Anonymous asked: You know, my bedroom has a very interesting ceiling...want to see it sometime?
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Anonymous asked: Let's have a party and invite your pants to come on down.
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Quinn: I would sleep in your bed with you if your fathers weren't there. But staying out on the couch like two good girls works just as fine for me.
Quinn: I'd rather just pretend that they didn't know we slept together. It will make me not fear for my life.
Quinn: And you don't have to be a teenager to say it. It does suck. Rach: it totally sucks, hardcore.
Quinn: That felt kind of weird to type. And your lass, hmm?
Rachel: I never made any promises about being good out on the couch. What if I *want* to be bad, Fabray? Are you actually going to deny me?
Rachel: And yes, my lass. My lady, my woman, my girl. My Quinn.
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Quinn: I don't go into Sal's that early. I might have picked up another job. Again. I've just been really busy and had no idea how to tell you because it didn't really seem relevant.
Quinn: Well, then, if I'm not going to have a chance to see you for a good long while, then I'd like to stay up and watch movies with you. As long as I can help you make breakfast.
Quinn: I'm not going to lie, I don't like this whole, we're both busy, thing.
Rachel: I know. As teenagers would say: it sucks.
Rachel: So I will glady stay up until the wee hours of with my Lass (I worked in Lad, I can work that in dammit) if that means I'm spending that time with you.
Rachel: Since you won't sleep with me in my bed.
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Quinn: You did not seriously just say *lad* in a conversation. But I do think you're just with me for my dog, sometimes. It's a little worrying.
Quinn: Because my first second shift was switched to third, unfortunately, but it's the only way I could book it in the schedule.
Quinn: That's...a really sweet offer, Rach, but I couldn't ask you to do that. Don't you have stuff and things to do Friday?
Rachel: Quinn, I adore Barts, but he is not you. No one is you and no one makes me feel and can make me feel like you do. Your worries are silly. ; )
Rachel: Also, I'm really confused. I never thought you went in to Sal's that early. But I want to stay up with you because I don't know when I'm going to spend time with you if I don't.
Rachel: This week is crazy and midterms are next so I have a ton of studying to do and then The Berry Menilows are here and then I might be gone over break with the workshop cast.
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Anonymous asked: Rachel, my pickup line yesterday was kinda weak.... I have a better one today. You're like my Nemo, because if you get lost in the great, big ocean, I'll find you. -S
February 2012
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Quinn: What? *No*. No, I don't have a *death wish*, Rachel. It means I'll be up for however long everyone else is and then I'll go to work.
Quinn: 1) You deserve it for being such an adorable dork; 2) Me. Obviously.
Rachel: Sweetie... My fathers are under no illusions that well, you stay over. Though for a while they were wondering if I was two-timing you with a lad named Bart.
Rachel: Regardless, if you have to go in to work that early (also, why?), I'll stay up with you. We can watch movies out in the open of the living room and then I can make you breakfast.
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Rachel: They'll use any excuse to get to the city to see their little girl :)
Quinn: That's sickeningly sweet. :)
Quinn: I managed to get my night shift pushed to 4 on Friday. That okay? So you'll have the featured guest all night, but she won't be drinking. Which is probably for the best.
Rachel: 4am? Why Quinn Fabray...does that mean you'll be staying over while my fathers are in house? I like your style.
Rachel: Also, in regards to your pic message: 1. I have "He's Got the Whole World in His Hands" stuck in my head, so damn you; and 2. Now who's being sickeningly sweet?
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Rachel: I told the barista that he was going to make my girlfriend jealous and I think he, for lack of a better expression, “mailmanned”. And even though I won’t see you today, the sentiment remains the same. You’re still the prettiest girl I’ve ever known.
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Rachel: I'm confused about Wednesday morning, but yes. Next Thursday. They finalized their travel plans (Dad's giving a lecture) and will be here Tuesday-Saturday.
Quinn: Wow, I'm tired, sorry. That was supposed to say 'Friday' morning. I might have to work at some insane hour Friday morning, but I'll figure it out.
Quinn: Your dad's giving a lecture? That sounds pretty neat.
Rachel: They'll use any excuse to get to the city to see their little girl :)
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ELMO'S AN OLD LADY!
lucydreamingq:
Everyone give three cheers for Elmo, the old-lady Granny, who, I am just informed, is the proud grand-mama of however many little kittens are in that picture! Three, I think. One might be hiding, or something, but, still!
CONGRATULATIONS, ELMO!
You now have more mouths to feed and are hopefully not allergic to those little cutie-pies, too!
Kalli Krein, you pro-teaser, the...
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Quinn: Rachel, it's okay, you're not the only one that's bad at telling your girlfriend thing. I think I seriously have a list here, somewhere.
Quinn: Sal's won't be a problem. But I'm pretty sure I can get off. No work Thursday. I'll figure it out. No promises about Wednesday morning, though. So I might have to cut it short.
Quinn: I...okay. Next Thursday, right? Not tomorrow?
Rachel: I'm confused about Wednesday morning, but yes. Next Thursday. They finalized their travel plans (Dad's giving a lecture) and will be here Tuesday-Saturday.
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Quinn: No you haven't. Don't say that. We've both been busy.
Quinn: I actually freaked out because I thought you told me and I just didn't notice. But, okay, I did just have a bit of a heart attack.
Quinn: Okay. Thursday. It's in my calendar.
Rachel: I'm still really sorry. There's just been so much going on and I meant to tell you earlier...and then I forgot.
Rachel: They're really looking forward to talking with you, though, because they get to hear about you all the time.
Rachel: Will you be able to get off from Sal's that night? They've hinted that since I want to do a home-cooked meal rather than one out, that they would like to turn the evening into "a traditional Berry Family Night with special guest: Quinn Fabray". Seriously. Dad's exact words.
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Anonymous asked: If we're doing pickup lines, I've got one too. I apologize if it's a little rude. Hey Rachel, are you Jewish? cuz you Israel hot!
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Anonymous asked: Okay. I think I finally have a pickup line that's pretty good. Are you ready for it? Hey Rachel, are you Google? 'Cause you're everything I'm searching for. -S
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Quinn: [ten minutes later] Okay
Rachel: I never told you they were planning to visit. Shit.
Rachel: I'm so sorry.
Rachel: I've really kind of failed at being a good girlfriend lately.
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Rachel: Okay. I just got off the phone with my fathers and that should work.
Quinn: What? What? Your fathers?
Quinn: Okay, with and without glasses, that says fathers. Why does that say fathers?
Rachel: They're visiting next week and of course would like to officially meet in the capacity of you being my girlfriend.
Rachel: They wanted to do a big dinner out, but I thought we'd be more comfortable at home, but we can go out if you'd like.
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Delivery estimate is for Friday...
lucydreamingq:
At least for me? (I hope so because they may have already been purchased…)
Yes.
Good.
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Quinn: For you? Of course. Hang on, let me scrounge through my bag for my schedule.
Quinn: Thursday? I know it's later in the week, but I picked up a lot of night shifts over Spring Break.
Rachel: Okay. I just got off the phone with my fathers and that should work.
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Rachel: Hey you! As always, miss you when you're not here, but I need to talk to about next week.
Rachel: Is there an evening you might be free to come over and have a home-cooked meal for a few hours or so?
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Anonymous asked: Sounds good. Goodnight, Rachel. Tomorrow I will have the BEST pickup line in the world for you. -S
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Anonymous asked: Hey hey hey. I never said I would win your heart. I said I would rock your socks. It would be nice if you were mine, but you and Quinn are my OTP. (But if you change your mind about Quinn... *Cough* you know...)
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Anonymous asked: AHHH NOOOO. I feel even stupider than the first time. Third time's the charm, right? The next one will rock your socks. I can guarantee it. -S
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Anonymous asked: Rachel, I've been working on my pickup lines, look. Is your Dad an astronaut? Because someone took the stars from the sky and put them in your eyes. -S
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Peace Offerings. || Faberry
Tagging: Quinn Fabray/Rachel Berry
Location: Rachel’s Apartment
Time: Tuesday, February 21st, 2012; Night-time
Notes: Rachel and Quinn got into a spat, the night before, and might have already broke the cardinal rule of not going to sleep angry. So…Quinn shows up with a peace offering.
Quinn:
Quinn blinks in surprise at the question. It’s not that she’s not expecting it—because she can’t...
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Quinn: I'm not good at talking about stuff like that. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have yelled at you even if you were being an idiot
Quinn: I'll be there.
Rachel: I know, okay? I will gladly and willingly admit that I've not made the wisest decisions over the course of the past few days.
Rachel: Just when (I at first wrote 'if'...ha...like you can keep your hands off me) you touch me, the left side of my head is still pretty tender so be careful.
Rachel: I'll see you at 6, Q. I've missed you.
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Quinn: Like you'd be able to hit me with a music book at your best. Your aim's horrible. And it's okay. Just--would you mind, you know, not scaring me like that? Please?
Quinn: What do you want for dinner and when do you want it, so I can give it to you before you unsuccessfully try to kill me with music?
Rachel: Well technically since you have admitted to the fact that my singing takes your breath away, theory would state that all I would have to do is continually sing my siren song and eventually you'd asphyxiate, right?
Rachel: Oh, goodness. That was horribly morbid.
Rachel: It wasn't my intention to scare you like that or at all or... I was scared enough myself and having you yell at me like you did... It didn't help, Baby.
Rachel: And 6. I plan to be home at 6.
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Quinn: So you're just gonna throw a clump of grass at me and run? ;)
Rachel: No, but I'll throw a heavy music book at your face. That is if I'm not too weak from my stint in the hospital (too soon?).
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Rachel: It was an "I don't know what else to say" remark.
Quinn: Oh.
Quinn: That means if I bring you lunch you won't slam the door in my face, again, right?
Rachel: You could bring me by dinner because I've already had lunch, but I won't be able to even accidentally slam the door in your face, or open it for that matter.
Rachel: I'm on campus.
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Quinn: Does that mean I was unsuccessful in the whole trying to start a conversation thing? Because that was a pretty end-conversation remark.
Quinn: I'm sorry for text-snapping at you. In public. On the internet. I was just worried. And tired. And stressed. And you freak me out, sometimes.
Rachel: It was an "I don't know what else to say" remark.
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Quinn: You know...you take some lovely pictures....
Quinn: That's me trying to start a conversation that isn't me yelling at you like a worried freak or being a bitch.
Rachel: Thanks, Quinn.
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Peace Offerings. || Faberry
Tagging: Quinn Fabray/Rachel Berry
Location: Rachel’s Apartment
Time: Tuesday, February 21st, 2012; Night-time
Notes: Rachel and Quinn got into a spat, the night before, and might have already broke the cardinal rule of not going to sleep angry. So…Quinn shows up with a peace offering.
Quinn:
“I’ll eat if means you’ll eat.” She acquiesces, because her girlfriend’s odd reluctance to eat unless...
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Anonymous asked: NOOOOOOOOOO IM SO STUPID I DONT UNDERSTAND HOW I FORGOT. Ahh I'm really sorry! This is a sign that I need to sleep. I need to be awake in 3 hours. Anyways... I'm sorry I screwed that up and I'll always be here to make you smile that stunning smile of yours :) Goodnight, Miss Berry. Dream of Streisand.
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Anonymous asked: I'm sorry that things are tough for you, but remember that you're loved. (That was my subtle way of telling you I love you)... Hey Rachel? Are you Christmas? 'Cause I wanna merry you. :}
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Anonymous asked: Hi Miss Berry. It's S, remember me? I can see you're having a rough day and I wanted to let you know that you're perfect. You're talented and breathtakingly beautiful. I hope you and Quinn work things out. -S
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lucydreamingq:
Oh, is it? Because I never said I was joking.
The only person joking around is you. With your health.
Okay, Quinn. I’ve been summarily chastised. You can stop now.