Alphabetical Prompt Lists and Oneshots

Backroad - Mal & Evie

   "M, put your hands at the three and nine o'clock positions, okay?" Evie instructed, and Mal complied, but put her right hand on the left side of the steering wheel and her left hand on the right side. She knew what Evie wanted her to do, but she still found it irresistible to pick on her sister.

"Mal," Evie spoke, her voice flat as she glared at Mal, completely unimpressed. Mal sighed, rolling her eyes as she uncrossed her arms.

"Okay, okay! Fine! Happy now?" Mal questioned, raising an eyebrow and pursing her lips. Evie nodded with a wink.

"Very," Evie assured her, a satisfied smile on her face.

It was a bright Saturday, and Evie had decided to take Mal out to a backroad out in the middle of nowhere in hopes of teaching her to drive before she went to take her test to get her learner's permit.

Of course, it was very much against the law to drive before getting a learner's permit, but that was why Evie picked out a very isolated road so that they would not run into any cops or any other traffic. It was a perfect plan.

"Now, take that stick thingy up here," Evie reached over and touched the rod poking out near the steering wheel, and Mal huffed, completely unimpressed with Evie's instructions about every little thing.

"E, I know how to shift the thing into drive,"

"Firstly, my gorgeous Charlene is not a thing. She is a member of the family. And secondly, how do you know about that?" Evie questioned, stroking the dash of the vehicle as if it were real.

"Jay—Well, I just know," Mal revised her sentence mid-way through it. She knew Evie would not like it if she found out that Mal had been taking driving lessons from Jay, so she decided to simply hold her tongue about the entire situation.

Evie raised an eyebrow, but Mal had a strong suspicion that Evie caught onto her small slip of the tongue. Regardless, the bluenette chose not to say anything about it.

"Put her in drive then," Evie commanded, and Mal complied, easily following Evie's instructions.

"Now gently press the gas pedal. It's that big one right—WOAH!!!" Evie yelled as Mal pressed the gas and the vehicle moved forward.

"Mal, when I said gently, I didn't mean throw me through the windshield!" the bluenette cried hanging onto Mal's arm in a death-grip, and the faerie snorted.

"Evie, come on. It didn't move forward that fast," Mal told her, chuckling at the wide-eyed look on Evie's face. Evie looked at her strangely and Mal raised her hands up in a defensive gesture.

"It didn't!"

"Okay, anyways... Press it with ten times less the pressure that you just put on the poor pedal," the older girl continued, and Mal groaned but complied. Charlene eased forward just barely.

"Perfect! Keep it steadily at that mark right there," Evie pointed at the speedometer, and Mal squinted, taking in the exact speed that she was going at the moment.

"Ten miles an hour? Are you kidding me?" Mal tilted her head as she stared Evie down.

"No! This is the perfect start for you, angel!" Evie used one of her many pet-names for Mal, and the girl sighed deeply in reply to her sister, thoroughly noting how condescending Evie sounded.

Mal rolled her eyes, deciding to go along with Evie's ridiculousness for at least a little while. But she did figure that there was no harm in listening to some tunes while she suffered through this slow torturous lesson.