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20 September 2007 @ 12:00 am
happy birthday alliesings!  
You people and your birthdays! It counts, because it's still technically the 19th in my timezone, if you take into account how all the clocks in my bedroom are wrong. :) I love you, darlin'! And what could I write for you except for happy!mini!otp? Nothing. Enjoy. :)

Title: "Class R (Restricted)"
Rating: PG-13
Category: mini!otp. thar be fluff ahoy.
Summary: How Samantha Carter learned to drive.


Sam isn't going to laugh.

She isn't. That would be cruel, adding horrible insult to the endless humiliation of a second teenagerhood that started in a renegade Asgard ship and ended in the Colorado State DMV.

"Don't say a word, Carter."

She isn't saying a word. She can't, not while she's trying to weld her mouth shut to keep from laughing out loud.

Because if she laughs, he'll sulk for the whole rest of the week, or bark at her like she's still under his military command, and either way she'll probably end up having to sleep in her own bed that night.

She hates that. She used to love the sanctuary of her little attic bedroom (love is, of course, too strong a word, but the teenage propensity for dramatic hyperbole seems to be contagious at her school -- despised less than everything else is a more accurate description). She still spends time there -- reading, studying, scribbling bad artwork in the sketchbook she never lets Jack see -- but it's lonely to sleep there by herself, and reminds her of the first year of cloned life that she'd rather entirely forget (because lonely was really the best part about it... and also the very very worst).

"Not one single word."

Sam practically skips toward the parking lot. Skipping, it seems, is also contagious in the eleventh grade. "I'll pull the car around."

She can feel him glaring at her back. "I can't believe you're enjoying this!"

"I'm not! Really, I'm not." She keeps her back turned so he can't see how red her cheeks are getting.

He mutters something unkind. She ignores him. "Want to stop for ice cream on the way home?" She doesn't intend to say it, but it just slips out: "I can take us through the drive-thru at the Dairy Queen..."

"No, thanks, I'll walk."

She pouts. She has been looking forward to this day for way, way too long (looked forward to it twice now, actually), and she's a little disappointed that Jack is probably going to want to just go home and angrily throw simulated grenades at people in Halo on the day she should be taking her boyfriend and her brand-new junior license on the longest road trip she can find (while still getting home by midnight, the under-18 driver curfew).

Plus, she loves him and all, and that means she actually hates that he's miserable.

Even if it's really, really funny. It's a shame she has no one to tell who would actually get the joke. (She still misses Daniel, quite a bit, and Janet and Cassie and Teal'c and General Hammond and her father and everyone, but it's better when she doesn't think about it, when she focuses on being young -- very young -- and in grownup-teenage love and lust and how the life ahead of her is very different than the one she already lived.)


"Oh, just shut it."

"I'm serious. You can take it again next week. Lots of people fail their teen driving test."

He must be upset, because he talks a little louder than he should in public: "Lots of teens haven't been driving for thirty-five years!"

Sam tries to school her expression. By the way he's still glaring, it's not working. "It was a trick question that they got you on, you're right. The instructions weren't clear."

"You passed."

"I studied."

"I sort of studied."

"Giving me hickeys while I study doesn't actually count as-"

He cuts her off. Which is fair enough, because they have that argument every other week. She wouldn't keep harping on it if she didn't really really love that he does that and that she's allowed to tease him about it. "I don't need to study! A car is the least complicated machine I know how to operate."

Sam winces, because it's true, although they haven't had much opportunity to travel around in any of those for eighteen months now, either. "I'm sorry."

Jack glares for another moment, then shrugs with a dramatic sigh. "I guess I'll live."

"You can take it again next week."

"Or you can drive me around the rest of my life."

She links her arm through his and smiles. After years of being his co-pilot... "That wouldn't be so bad."

"I don't suppose you'd let me give you hickeys while you're driving."

She drops his arm and swats him. "No! You want me to get my license taken away already?"

He finally cracks a hint of a smile. "Just checking."

She wraps an arm around him, half-hugging him in the DMV lobby. "It's just a test," she says. "It's not that important."

"Hey, it's a ritual. It's a symbol of maturity."

She smirks up at him, hoping he'll kiss her. "It's no wonder you failed, then."

It's barely more than a peck, just a hint of his tongue touching her bottom lip, and that's what drives her completely crazy, and damn him, now he knows that and uses it against her all the time.

Like now.

Though really, she enjoys it too much to complain, and, to be fair, he does always follow through once he's done yanking her teenaged hormones around.

Jack asks, "That offer for ice cream still standing?"

The memory of that kiss only a few seconds old, she kind of likes the idea of going straight home, but she supposes her brand new driver's license could use a little trying-out. "You buy, I'll fly."

Once outside the building, Sam can see their little Civic, happily waiting for her to drive it without a driving teacher (and unhappily waiting for a new paint job). The hatchback is a far cry from the cars they used to have, but it still makes her want to run around announcing our first car! together! to anyone who will listen.

Jack tugs her hand until she looks at him and can see how he's waggling his eyebrows between her and the car. "You know what else is a teenage ritual?"

For some reason, the no catches in her throat. "Can you lose your license for public indecency?"

Jack shrugs. "I don't think so. Possible jail time, though."

Sam considers it. "Probably just a fine."

"I can live with that."

Sam isn't going to admit it for another twenty minutes or so, but she can, too.

- end -
feel: happyhappy
Xaverial_jade on September 20th, 2007 07:34 am (UTC)
Oh this is so CUTE! why is nobody posting mini!OTP stories in the miniotp anymore ??

and Happy Birthday to alliesings too
Allie O'N: MiniOTP1alliesings on September 20th, 2007 03:15 pm (UTC)
Thanks. And I was thinking the same thing when there was one written (for me) in the sjficathon. I think the reason is that people only write them for me anymore. *prods L.R. to post to share the squee*
(no subject) - mylittleredgirl on September 21st, 2007 07:04 pm (UTC) (Expand)
Tricia: rdatriciabyrne1978 on September 20th, 2007 07:49 am (UTC)
Okay, it could be the drugs (muscle relaxers really mess with me) but this is TOTALLY HYSTERICAL!

I love it.

And I love them!

And I love you for writing it!

(I did mention the drugs, right?)

Little Redmylittleredgirl on September 21st, 2007 07:06 pm (UTC)
What does it say about ME that I'm usually this enthused about random things without muscle relaxers?? Hahahaha.

(no subject) - triciabyrne1978 on September 21st, 2007 09:24 pm (UTC) (Expand)
Meredith: Sam and Jack - elevatorxfirefly9x on September 20th, 2007 09:27 am (UTC)
Hee! This is sooooo cute! *grins*

I love this line. Soooo much =D

He must be upset, because he talks a little louder than he should in public: "Lots of teens haven't been driving for thirty-five years!"

Also? A handy tip to remember while trying to juggle cooking dinner and reading fics - don't do it. The fics will win out. Especially ones as good as this. (Yeah, I burnt the steak a little!) =P
Little Red: sg - mini!OTP - A.j.mylittleredgirl on September 21st, 2007 08:08 pm (UTC)
Oh noes! Well, cut off the burnt bits and enjoy the rest of your steak. ;)

That's probably my favorite line, too. And Sam's probably always worried that people are going to FIND OUT, but, um, really? If people overheard you? Even if you said word-for-word what happened to you, no one would assume you were telling the truth.
Loriel Eris: happy ending // sg1loriel_eris on September 20th, 2007 10:08 am (UTC)
This is just indecently cute! *g* Poor Jack tho. *g*
Little Red: sg - sj plotting - lindir_jaxmylittleredgirl on September 21st, 2007 08:09 pm (UTC)
I know, poor Jack. He was probably speeding.
Human Collaborator Flunkie Pool!fic Muse: S/J - hopeless (by the_cat07)joyfulfeather on September 20th, 2007 02:32 pm (UTC)
So cute! Poor mini!Jack. *grin* Great fic!
Little Red: sg - mini!OTP - A.j.mylittleredgirl on September 21st, 2007 08:10 pm (UTC)
Thanks!! :) I should post S/J more often, because then everyone trots out their S/J icons, and they are so stinking cute. :)
Jainabrightcupenny on September 20th, 2007 02:44 pm (UTC)
So...much...mini!OTP! I may keel over from the sheer cuteness!
Little Red: sg - mini!OTP - A.j.mylittleredgirl on September 21st, 2007 08:11 pm (UTC)
OMG! They revived themselves as my otp, possibly, because... they're insidious little buggers! I posted one thing for you, and now they're all in my brain asking to escape from school field trips and stuff.
Allie O'N: MiniOTP1alliesings on September 20th, 2007 03:18 pm (UTC)
*Happy Squee*

I'm unreasonably happy that when you thought of me, you wrote this. I love them beyond reason, and I'm so happy that I'm a friend worthy of your time and effort.

I love MiniSam's enthusiasm for life. She reminds me of you.
Little Red: sg - mini!OTP - A.j.mylittleredgirl on September 21st, 2007 08:13 pm (UTC)
OF COURSE you are worthy of time and effort and mini!otp and as much squeee as anyone can muster! :)

Normally, my mini!Sam is completely and understandably depressed beyond reason... but really, that can't last. She'll have a Terrible, Awful Year, and then she'll bounce back and both she and Jack will realize that, haha, they can spend this whole life having fun since they worked so darned hard last time.
rogue equestrian: Scrubs:: more than a feelingelvinborn on September 20th, 2007 05:42 pm (UTC)
so much love OMG

and Jack would SO fail his driving test. hee!
Little Red: sg - mini!OTP - A.j.mylittleredgirl on September 21st, 2007 08:14 pm (UTC)
"Sir, you seem to have exceeded the speed limit."

"What? NO WAY. By how much?"

"By, um, double. And another 15 mph when you went through that yellow light."
Jo. R: SG1 SJ solitudes snuggledriftingatdusk on September 20th, 2007 05:50 pm (UTC)
Squeeeee! I can so see this happening! Your mini!OTP are as cute and adorable as the original!OTP - may more so! *happy sighs and squees at the SJ fic* I was suffering withdrawal at the beginning of this week but you've helped so very much! :)
Little Red: sg - mini!OTP - A.j.mylittleredgirl on September 21st, 2007 08:15 pm (UTC)
The mini!OTP are so ridiculously cute. OMG, I love them so! Because they have the most ridiculously TRAGIC lives... that are so tragic that at a certain point they have to just laugh at it a lot and have a great time. And cute babies at some point. Yes.
babylil on September 20th, 2007 08:05 pm (UTC)
OMG, I love this! Especially the line about how Jack failed because it's a test of maturity *g*
Little Red: sg - mini!OTP - A.j.mylittleredgirl on September 21st, 2007 08:16 pm (UTC)
Thank you! I know, Sam is all miffed because Jack fits in so very well in high school, since he's always been kind of fifteen.
señora beaverhausen: [ xf ] loser by choicesombras_azules on September 20th, 2007 08:10 pm (UTC)
I yearn for you to plunder me sexually.
Little Red: xf - diana at your door - liminallizmylittleredgirl on September 21st, 2007 08:16 pm (UTC)
What now?
holdouttrout: miniotpholdouttrout on September 20th, 2007 09:12 pm (UTC)

mini!OTP. So cute! So...*makes a sound remarkably like eep!*

Driving, and innuendo, and...*sighs happily*
Little Red: sg - mini!OTP - A.j.mylittleredgirl on September 21st, 2007 08:17 pm (UTC)
They are so ridiculously cute. OMG. I may explode.
majorsamfan: Giddymajorsamfan on September 21st, 2007 02:13 am (UTC)
I have no drugs to blame...I just loved it for it.
Little Red: sg - x-files - lizmylittleredgirl on September 21st, 2007 08:19 pm (UTC)

I admit, some of my fics do read better with drugs. Or exhaustion-induced-mania. Or pairing-starvation, when you start googling things on the internet like Mini!OTP fic FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, which I have never ever done, ever. Never. Except once, but there were drugs.

hollysamantha: [oc] summer sunnieshollysamantha on September 23rd, 2007 12:14 am (UTC)
teehee! So cute! :p I haven't read a mini-otp in so long! Actually I haven't read a Sam/Jack fic in so long. *is sad*

well I had no drugs or exhaustion but I still loved it! (maybe school induced stress counts a little towards my insanity but anyway...)
One Whose Honesty is Stronger Than Her Fear: adorkableamilyn on September 23rd, 2007 06:27 pm (UTC)

I'd forgotten how much I ADORE your S/J and mini!S/J!