The recipient of today's lesson was one Adelaide Rose. For someone who seemed to spend all of her time locked away in her dorm room, she still managed to work his nerves like few others did, and after talking to some of the other football guys, he knew he wasn't alone. The girl needed a reminder of her place in things, and since their fearless leader Finn Hudson had become anything but fearless or a leader, Puck knew he had to step up to set things right again. He'd given their star quarterback a chance to choose his team and take care of the job himself, but as Puck walked through the crowded halls at New Leaf, he was the one with the large cup filled with bright red slushie in his hand and his sights set on today's victim. 

The best thing about walking down the hall with a slushie cup in hand was not getting to see everyone cower in fear as they silently hoped it wasn't meant for them, or was it noticing when then they all turned and watched once they were clear to see who wasn't as lucky, but it was the split second right before the ice was launched when the target realized there wasn't anything they could do about it. It was usually some combination of shock and horror, and it was always completely hilarious. Given the number of eyes following him as he strolled down the hall, he wasn't alone in that feeling, but to Puck, they didn't matter. He had his eyes locked on the brunette as she stood by her locker. One cup full of a frozen drink, and he was sure she'd get the message. She'd realize that some things didn't change, and some people couldn't be messed with. He'd get his best friend to pull his head out of his ass, he'd keep Rebecca from being arrested for murdering the chick, and he'd remind everyone else that he wasn't some kind of joke that could be laughed at.