A Collection Of Glee Oneshots

Elf on the Shelf (Quicketh)

"MOMMY! DADDY!"

Quinn and Puck jumped out of bed and hurried to find their five year old (and the source of her screams).

Quinn and Puck walked into the living room and looked at their daughter.

"Hey, come here." Puck said softly as he picked Beth up and looked at Quinn.

"What's wrong, B?" Quinn asked.

"Sabrina didn't move! She was there yesterday!" Beth exclaimed.

"Maybe Sabrina wanted to stay in the living room because the couches are comfy." Puck suggested.

"Or maybe she moved during the night and then came back here." Quinn added, giving Puck a look.

"What if Santa told her I'm on the naughty list so she gave up?!" Beth cried as tears rolled down her cheeks.

"I'm sure you're not on the naughty list, Beth." Quinn told her as she rubbed her back comfortingly. "You're a good girl."

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After over an hour of consoling Beth, she finally calmed down. She had breakfast and watched TV, curled up near the elf on the shelf that was propped upright on the couch.

When Beth went down for her nap after lunch, Quinn moved the elf to a new hiding spot.

"I thought I told you to move that damn elf." Quinn hissed at Puck as the pair sat down in the living room.

"Me? Why me?" Puck questioned his girlfriend.

"Because I'm in charge of decorating and gifts." Quinn reminded Puck.

"Well, I'm in charge of baking." Puck responded.

"Yeah, and the elf on the shelf." Quinn nodded.

"Can't I be in charge of gifts and you move the friggin' elf?" Puck complained.

"No." Quinn shook her head. "I'm in charge of Christmas and you're in charge of the things that I don't wanna do. And that includes Beth's elf."

"Nuh uh. This is a Fabray thing. I'm Jewish." Puck folded his arms and pouted at Quinn. "And how am I supposed to remember to move that every night? And where the hell am I supposed to put it?"

"Be creative." Quinn shrugged, going silent as Beth entered the living room again.

Beth looked at her parents as she looked around the room for the elf.

"I think I saw Samantha inside." Puck told Beth.

"Sabrina." Beth corrected Puck as she took Quinn's hand. "Mommy! Daddy! We have to go see!"

Beth dragged Quinn into the kitchen, where her elf was hiding in one of the cabinets.

"Beth, look, she wrote you a note, too." Puck added as he grabbed the paper and looked at Quinn.

"Read it!" Beth ordered.

"It says Dear Beth." Puck began. "I was feeling very tired after my long trip back from the North Pole and I fell asleep in my favorite spot on that comfy couch."

"Santa lives at the North Pole!" Beth noted.

"I had a big meeting with Santa and we got to talk about what a good girl you've been this year. He can't wait to visit you on the 25th." Puck continued. "Keep being a good girl. Merry Christmas! Love, Sabrina."

Beth grinned happily as she hugged her dad and then her mom. "Santa said I'm a good girl! I'm gonna get so many presents!"

Quinn and Puck exchanged a glance.

"What a Christmas miracle!"