There are going to be three sections with this page

- Section One: Faberry Dialogue

- Section Two: Faberry Scenes with Secret Thoughts

- Section Three: Normal GLEE Scenes With Altered Thoughts and Dialogue

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Section One (Faberry Dialogue)

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Quinn: you, Rachel. Why are you doing this to me?

Rachel: Wait, what? Quinn, I don't get it. Why are you talking to me like that—

Quinn: This is all your fault! If you didn't look so hot all the ing time, then maybe I could move on.

Rachel: What are you trying to say?

Quinn: You just don't ing get it, do you.

Rachel: What?

Quinn: Jesus Christ, Rachel, you are so ually frustrating.

Rachel: ???

Quinn:

Rachel:

Quinn:

Rachel:

Quinn:

Rachel:

Quinn: *Storms Out*

Rachel: Dear Diary, Quinn is still sending me mixed signals. I just can't figure out how she feels about me. I shall continue with my flawless plan to make her jealous by being with Finn.

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Rachel: Hey, Quinn.

Quinn:

Rachel: Why are you in my bed?

Quinn:

Rachel:

Quinn:

Rachel:

Quinn:

Rachel:

Quinn:

Rachel: I'll be right back.

Quinn:

Rachel: Dear Diary, Quinn is and in my bed. I have no idea what this could possibly mean. Checking weather conditions right now to establish a theory about her lack of clothing. Will report any findings soon.

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Quinn: My accident made me realize a lot of things, Rachel.

Rachel: I-It did?

Quinn: I can't wait any longer. I need to tell you something.

Rachel: Oh, Quinn.

Quinn: Yes, Rachel?

Rachel: Tell me everything.

Quinn: Okay.

Rachel: Good.

Quinn: I will.

Rachel: Do it.

Quinn: Rachel, I'm in l-

GLEE: This scene has been cut because of time restraints You looked like you needed more of Blaine's brother.

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Here's a more fanfiction type bit.

“Rachel, I’m not gonna stand around and watch you ruin your life by marrying Finn Hudson," yelled Quinn. She had enough of this whole thing. She needed to do something.

“Why? It's not like anyone else will ever love me," Rachel replied, not meeting Quinn's eyes.

“Don't say that," Quinn said, gently touching Rachel's face. She had to do it now, she thought, or she would lose what little courage she had left.

“I-”, she started, but was abruptly cut off by Mercedes, who had burst into the room like a tornado.

“I’ll let you know that we can all hear you quite clearly, because you guys are yelling for no ing reason," she said, looking bored. And angry. But mostly bored.

Quinn looked at Rachel, then at Mercedes. Then at Rachel again.

“YOLO”, Quinn yelled, while pulling Rachel for a kiss.

Everybody rejoiced except for Mercedes, who still looked bored.

“You wasted my ing time with this bull. I’m outta here," she said while performing an awesome diva storm out that even put the one and only Rachel Berry to shame.

But it's not like Rachel cares enough to notice. She was too busy making out with Quinn ing Fabray. She was too busy WINNING right now.

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Rachel: I can't stop thinking about Quinn's s

Finn:

Rachel:

Finn:

Rachel:

Finn:

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Finn:

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Finn: What?

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Anonymous Wrote: "Rachel, how is your brilliant plan going? "

Rachel: *Gasp* How do you know about my plan?

Mercedes: Stop being dramatic, Rachel, everyone knows about your plan.

Tina: Yeah, pretty much.

Rachel:

Mercedes:

Tina: What?

Mercedes: You actually have lines!

Rachel: And I have gone mad!

Tina: Wow, guys. I actually do have lines once in a while, this is so amazing.

Mercedes:

Rachel:

Tina:

Mercedes:

Rachel:

Mike: Yeah. I have less lines than Tina, and nobody cares about MY feelings. 

Tina: But I do care about your feelings, Mike.

Mike: Oh, Tina.

Tina: Oh, Mike

Rachel: Too much heterouality Ew.

Mercedes:

Rachel: I mean...

Rachel: Yay?

Mercedes: This is ing ridiculous.

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Section Two (Faberry Scenes with Secret Thoughts)

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What Rachel Meant to Say: “Hello, Doctor. This is my girlfriend, Quinn. She isn't actually my girlfriend (yet). I keep trying to seduce her with songs and glances, but she has yet to make a move, so I asked for her nose. I know what you are thinking, doctor, but listen to my plan. This will make us sing a heartfelt duet together, and then we will proceed to have all of these emotional scenes filled with eye and rainbows in bathrooms (or hallways), I will keep telling her how pretty she is, but that she is a lot more than that, so that she will fall in love with me. Then when she gets into an Ivy League college, like maybe Yale or something, because it is only 80 miles away from New York (where I'll be staying), we will have built a deeper connection, and I will finally be able to get into her pants and have a bunch of sweet lady babies with her and we'll live happily ever after.

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Quinn's Thoughts: “Dear Jesus, I need your help. First of all, Rachel Berry asked for my nose, which was weird but flattering, so I went with it. And then she stared intensely at her doctor for like a million years after introducing me, which was even more weird. She later told me that they were talking with each other through mind reading or some , I don't even know what the that was. The doctor looked just as confused as I was. I fear Rachel may have been drinking, but anyways, she keeps giving me a certain look. But I'm a pressed lemon, so I can't tell for sure what the that ing look means. We are actually singing a duet right now in front of the whole GLEE Club, and she is still doing it. So this is my plan: Since this look is making me feel funny in my nether regions, I shall exact my revenge by giving her the same look she gave me. Take that Rachel Berry. You never mess with Quinn Fabray (even though I kind of like the idea of you messing with my body). Sincerely, Quinn Fabray,"

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Quinn's Mind: “Dear Jesus, my life. Today, Rachel started another one of those emotional bathroom scenes that I secretly enjoy. I even thought Rachel was giving me the look, but then she started talking about marrying Finn blah, blah, blah. I tried to tell her how I felt with subtlety and the showing of my Yale letter if you know what I mean, but she didn't notice. I should have kissed her and be done with it when I had the chance. Oh well, I'm just gonna sing a song about saying goodbye to all the boys in my life. I can't wait for college. Sincerely, Quinn Fabray,”

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What Quinn Was Thinking So Hard About: “Dear Jesus, my intentions of moving on from Rachel Berry and into my bright college lesbian future lasted exactly 0.5 ing seconds. As you can see, I was so blatantly obvious that I just wanted to slap myself with my ing Yale letter before I did something stupid. I don't even know what the I was talking about, to be quite honest. Rachel's face was making me feel things a woman shouldn't be feeling in public. When I'm the president of the United States, I will make her face illegal, because I can't ing deal with it anymore. Jesus Christ, I am so ing gay. Sincerely, Quinn Fabray,”

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“Dear Diary, I have absolutely no idea what I'm doing. Quinn was talking a lot, and I'm certain that it was a brilliant and wonderful speech, but I keep getting sidetracked by her eyes. She has really stunning hazel eyes. Even though she kept staring at me like I was a vegan cookie that she wanted to eat up, I’m nonetheless unsure of her ultimate intentions towards me. For that reason, I'll proceed with my plan of making her jealous by acting completely and utterly obsessed with Finn. I’m sure you agree with me, because this is a flawless as plan and nothing can go wrong with it at all.

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Section Three (Normal GLEE Scenes With Altered Thoughts and Dialogue)

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