sliceitwithwind | Terren Apples

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Terren Apples - Kiddie AU

Braig was out of the room when Dilan peeked back in, finally. He grabbed the bag, which over the course of packing had taken on capital letters; The Bag. It had the G-strings with their fake fig leaves, the apples, Aya's clear bra, and the container that held one comfortably dozing snake.

Dilan had checked, it was fine to keep the snake curled up in there for the couple of hours it had taken...and he'd checked on it every time they stopped. Still a very large snake. Very large. He poked the remaining lump in the bed, "Aya! He's out!"

He dropped her share of stuff on the bed and started stripping with absolutely no regard for modesty. Not that he'd ever had any. The usual array of noises that occurred after every waxing were made, along with giggles. (Manly giggles.)

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"Yes, precisely!" Pierce crowed. "You drive like a responsible adult which is so unlike you. So, I figure something traumatic must have happened in a car at some point!" He was still grinning when he shifted his attention to Dilan.

"Oh, share! SHARE!" Tell him about driving into a duck pond or something!

"Oh. Uncle Nevada threatened to kill me if I ever dinged the paint on his Jeep. Since I didn't, and learned really fucking well, he taught me offensive driving."

Dilan snorted, "Unlike Braig, there, I managed to crash so many cars that it's only the fact that mom and dad are stupid rich that I even learned enough to be able to identify the different gears in a stick shift."

"After the first one," Braig said, "They started buying the junkers that were going for, like, a hundred bucks a pop."

"The longest I managed to keep driving before crashing was fifteen minutes."

"Dude, like driving the president kind of driving?" Because that made slightly more sense than screaming obscenities while driving.

And...

"Duuuude. Did they start installing five point harnesses in them?"

"Yup." Braig said, "I can drive in damn near any circumstances. It's just important to me to keep doing it right all the time."

Dilan laughed, "First thing Uncle Nevada did after I wrecked the first one."

"If I ever get married I elect Braig drive my wife to the hospital if we have kids." Because, well, WHY NOT MAKE USE OF THAT SKILL SET? "And that Dilan doesn't."

"Works for me." and "No way in hell!" came out at the exact same time. "I don't drive anywhere, ever, under any circumstances!"

Pierce grinned, clapped both boys on a shoulder after some wiggling, and then set the remains of his pizza aside. "Cool."

Aya snorted. "Dork."

"What?" Dilan blinked down at her, "Aya, by the way, had a perfectly ordinary Uncle Nevada driving experience."

"I knew what to prepare for," Aya snorted. "I am certified in offensive as well but it's not a major thing?" Eh, driving was driving, and mostly she didn't because Dilan wasn't comfy in cars! "And not you, I meant Pierce is a dork."

"Oh, okay. That's fair." Dilan subsided back into his pizza eating again.

"Gotta admit, babe," Braig said, "There's a rush to whipping around at one eighty or more."

"Well, yes, there is. Doing it on purpose is even more fun, but they yank our licenses to do ANY driving if we do one-eighties without reason." Aya grinned up at Braig. "Though practice is a reason. When do we have to re-certify?"

Pierce blinked at them all then chuckled. Yes, they were now 007's in his brain.

"Next year. But!" he grinned, "I found a track that'll let us practise whenever we want." he held it out like a gift, "Although they did ask me if I'd be willing to do some exhibitions before races."

"Oooo, a track. And it's not even my birthday!" He was a wonderful, wonderful person. "You can't tell me you won't enjoy doing trick driving."

"I love it." Braig admitted, "Grab my wallet, the card is behind the picture of the family. Just call 'em a couple days before you want to go. You can use my car, unless you're letting me buy you one."

"We'll come watch of course." Aya eyed Braig's wallet waaaaaaay over there and shook her head. "I'll get it before we go to bed." Because it involved getting up!

"Are you leaving yours at a garage at the track?"

"The one with the rollers, yes." Because he has his every-day car and his stunt car. "Rent is pretty good there."

"Awww, roller car handles like a boat wired on caffeine." Twitch steering AND clunky. Dichotomous as it seemed. "It's a decent enough practice car though. What will you stunt in?"

"Mom's got me something in the works as a birthday present." Braig shrugged, "If that's good enough, I'll use it. Otherwise the track's going to let me use one of their cars."

He's also going to give Aya his current car if the b-day car doesn't work for stunting.

"Hopefully it handles better!" Aya grinned and reached up to poke Braig's nose. "Braig the stunt driver. As if you didn't have fans before. Hey, are they going to insist on others being there when I practice? I don't know if I have time to end up stunt driving too. Or the inclination to a stunt-off."

"Nah. As long as you make sure to schedule for a time they don't have anything else going on you can do it alone." Braig waved a hand, "Although there'll probably be, like, maintenance guys and shit."

"I'll remember to do that." She nodded, rolling her head on Dilan's knee. "That way they take a while to start bugging me at least. Though we could do the mystery driver thing. Opaque helms, full body suits."

"Heh, sure we could do that. Although they'd have to be, like, blind if they mistake us for each other." His shoulders are far wider, and her chest is far bigger.

"Mystery duo." She snorted, "They wouldn't need to mistake us for each other."

"Fair enough." He grinned, shaking his head, "Still got your keys?"

"Of course. I keep all the important keys in my wallet." Key to the boys flat tucked behind family photo. Two car keys tucked behind other cards. Home key behind Elcy and Yinsi photo. "After all, I have less to keep track of in mine than you do, frees up some space."

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