"I like shiny things but I'd marry you with paper rings"
Maggie Puckerman is about to embark on her sophomore year at McKinley High. As a member of the Cheerios and a key player in the new directions, she thought she had her entire high school caree...
"I think God is kind of like Santa Claus for adults."
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"Maggie!" Finn exclaimed, walking up to the young girl at her locker.
"Jeez, Finn," She jumped "You scared the crap out of me!"
"Sorry." He told her "But I have something really important to tell you."
"Okay, shoot." She replied, antsy.
"No, not here." He grabbed the girl's wrist, dragging her to the choir room.
"Woah, Finn, what's going on?" Her excitement had turned to concern.
"Look, it all started a week ago." He began "I was super hungry, but my mom was gone so I busted out the George Foreman. It wasn't making the cool grill marks it used to after I tried to use it to dry my shoes, but when it comes to grilled cheese, I'm not that fancy. And when I pulled the sandwich out, I saw the face of God. Literally."
"Finn, what the hell are you talking about?" The girl asked her best friend.
"Mags, I made a grilled Cheesus." He told her, completely serious.
Maggie furrowed her eyebrows.
"I'm not the most religious guy." He continued "I sort of worship Eric Clapton and Ochocinco- but this was different. So I decided to see what it felt like to, you know, pray."
She nodded, still very wary of where this was going.
"So I prayed that we would win our football game." He confessed. "I mean, he does sort of owe it to Artie, after he screwed him over in the leg department."
"And I said that if we won, I would make sure we honour him this week in glee." He told her, with a smile on his face.
Maggie's eyes were wide, after all of the information the boy had just dumped on her.
"Okay, Finn," She began "While I think it's totally cool that you won your game, and I'm super proud of you, I think it might just be because you are good!"
"I'm all for feeling grateful, to whoever or whatever you believe in, but I think some of the group might not be so cool with talking about Jesus all week." She told him, a sorry look on her face.
He opened his mouth to reply, but the bell rang and the glee club scattered through the door and into their seats.
"Well, we'll see about that." He told her with a smile, as they took their seats.
"Mr. Schue? I have something to say." Finn began before Mr. Shue could even get a word in, standing up. "Something happened to me and I can't really get into it, but it's shaken me to my core."
"Oh, my God, he's coming out." Puck blurted
"Why, yes. There is a man who's sort of recently come into my life," Maggie face palmed at his choice of words "and that man is Jesus Christ."
