Oodles of Noodles || Sarah and Sebastian
Sebastian dressed quickly, a button down shirt in exchange for his normal t-shirt and a pair of khaki shorts instead of jeans. He knew how to dress even if Kurt sometimes judged his clothes. He slipped his feet into his sperry’s and ushered his two slaves out into the hall. He’d let them dress in normal clothes, he still wasn’t sure what to make of Sarah and if he wanted her help then he wasn’t going to hurt his chances by having both boys in their costumes. He passed a hand through Kurt’s hair and led them out into the hall. He kept Kurt close as they walked. He didn’t like the looks the guards were giving him.
When they reached Sarah’s room he knocked like he was instructed to and fussed with his shirt. He turned and fixed both Kurt’s and Nick’s clothes, smoothing the fabric down on their shirts and fussing with Nick’s hair. He had actually given them time to get dressed and ready but he hadn’t really told them where there were going. Sarah intrigued him, and not many people on this island did.
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I have a funny feeling it’s something sexual.
I don’t disagree…
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Can you not?
Well, if I was in Florida with you, Munchkin, I’d share.

And I’d send some, but by the time it gets there, it would’ve gone bad, and you wouldn’t be in hospital anymore.
Walk With Me || Puck&Sarah
Puck was really caught in the middle as to where he wanted to go next year, between New York and staying in Ohio. Its not that he didn’t want to go to New York, just the thought of changing after living in one place for his entire life scared him. That much was obvious, especially after his minor freak out today. But Ohio, the reason why he would even consider staying here besides the fact its the safe choice, is Sarah. He can’t leave her, not with things the way they are. That would be giving up on her, something he’s never done. He doesn’t want to leave his sister, and if he had it his way he would take her with him. Anything would be better than leaving her with their mom, even though it was obvious that their mom liked her mom than him. He was the constant reminder of their father, the failure and the fuck up. Sarah was the glimmer of hope that the only thing behind the Puckerman name wasn’t shame, and he doesn’t want to ruin that for Sarah. She was strong, she was destined for things greater than this town from the time she was born. He was destined for a life under the shadow that was casted by his father, one that he is still struggling to get out of even though the man is behind bars. He slid his arms into a sweatshirt and zipped it as he headed down to the stairs, taking a seat at the bottom step. He tied his sneakers before heading towards the front door, pocketing his phone and keys as he walked out the door. He closed and locked it behind him, heading down the walkway towards Sarah, “Hey.” He said, pulling his hood up over his head and shoving his hands in his pockets. “Ready to go?”
No Matter How Far || Self Para
- INVOLVED → Noah Puckerman and Sarah Puckerman
- TIME FRAME → May 5th, 2015 Afternoon-ish?
- LOCATION → Lima, Puckerman Residence
- NOTES→ Puck reaches Lima, he spends some quality time with his sister as they prepare invitations for her sweet 16 in the summer. Small serious talk somewhere in there (about people hehe). TIME LORDED
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Kitchen Nightmares|| Alex/Sarah:
After the hell that the past few weeks had been and the lack of orders that had reached his website because of it Alex was pleasantly surprised when Saturday afternoon he flipped on his tablet to check the site to see an email sent to his company’s site. The letter said how this person had seen him and his lovely partner on cupcake wars and while they were devastated to hear about the loss of his children they were pleased to see them return safely. After this the letter went on to say how precious children were and that he was planning a party for his daughter’s sweet 16 and wanted to order cupcakes….. lots and lots of cupcakes. Sure it wasn’t a 1,000 cupcake display with four flavors to be made in a set time however it was a good 300 of his famed nuttella raspberry to be shipped out promptly Monday morning and for that he couldn’t do it alone.
Picking up the phone he’d called Sarah who thankfully had no plans with David and was able to come over to get things done.





