I've been posting a lot of drabbles and mini fics on tumblr lately, and I realize that a lot of you do not have tumblrs (although you should seriously get one - it's so great), so I figured I'd post them all on here, in one story. It will be listed as in progress for a bit, but I'll probably change it to complete after a few chapters because it won't have a frequent update schedule or anything. It'll just be whenever I finish a prompt. Several will be uploaded today. I'll be sure to tell you who prompted them - if they were prompts, which most are.

These will be unrelated to one another.

Thank you very much for reading as always (:

Prompt: Finn purchases the infamous flower we see in 2x21.
Prompted by: all-delightedpeople (Jess) on Tumblr (:

love isn't perfect at all really

He manages to decode Kurt's flowery handwriting and miraculously ends up at the flower shop, determined to do things right this time. He even researched what the flowers mean and stuff, on the internet. He totally knows that lilies mean innocence and purity now, and he knows that roses signify different meanings depending on the color (and, honestly, he stopped reading after the fifth color. Who knew there were so many different types?).

But the main flower that caught his eye when he was reading was the red tulip. Apparently, from what he read, this Turkish prince was really in love with this maiden, but she was killed, and when he found out, he killed himself, Romeo and Juliet style. According to the legend, a tulip sprung from the ground from each droplet of his blood, and therefore the red tulip means "perfect love."

He knows that, since he's making a big gesture, it's the perfect flower to give Rachel.

He walks into the shop, and the bell tinkles overheard. The lady behind the counter is portly and middle-aged, smiling at Finn when he walks in.

"Can I help you?" she asks.

"Uh, yeah," he says, ducking his head and rubbing the back of his neck. "I need… I need one red tulip."

She smiles, her lips curling up slightly. "Sure, dear. I'll go get a fresh one from the back." She disappears into the back room, and Finn looks around the shop. All the flowers are beautiful, but he doesn't see any that would adequately express his feelings for Rachel. He just can't believe he's taken so long wasting time trying to fix things with Quinn when all he's really wanted is to be back with Rachel.

"Here you go, young man." Finn spins back around to see that the lady has returned, a single red tulip in her hand. It's almost pink in some places, but he thinks it's perfect.

"I'll take it," he breathes.

The lady smiles, walking over to the register. "For your girlfriend?"

He laughs darkly. "Well, not exactly. I mean… she used to be my girlfriend, but then… everything went wrong all at once, and she made mistakes and I made mistakes and now… Now I just realize that… nothing else matters except that I love her." He swallows, and he realizes that he probably sounds ridiculously dumb. This poor lady was just trying to make small talk with him, and now he's told her all these things he's been carrying around with him for months, spilling out of his mouth like word vomit.

Her eyes twinkle. "She's a lucky girl." She glances back down at the flower. "Perfect love, huh?"

He blushes.

"No need to be embarrassed," she says, laughing lightly. "It's very romantic. I'm sure she'll love it."

"I sure hope so," he mutters, getting out his wallet. "How much do I owe you?"

The lady waves her hand, handing him the flower. "Free of charge."

"I – I couldn't possibly."

She gazes at him. "Perfect love only comes around once, kid. You've got to grab it and hold onto it and never let go, no matter what, okay? Even if this girl throws you for a loop, even if she makes you want to pull your hair out, you've got to fight for her, got to appreciate her always. Because love isn't perfect; but it sure feels pretty close sometimes, if it's the right person." She pauses. "Fight for her, appreciate her, and that'll be payment enough."

He swallows thickly, nodding. "Thank you, ma'am. Thank you very much."

She smirks. "Now go get her, eh?"

He walks out of the shop, the bell tinkling overheard again, and he knows he has to get back to the school as soon as possible. The saleslady was right; this kind of love only comes around once.

He's not going to let Rachel slip away again. He'll prove to her that, for him, she's it. She's forever.

He won't stop fighting for her until she realizes that.

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