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{ road trip!! }

It's that time of the year! You decided to take a road trip!
Either to your friends, relative, or perhaps an event,
but oh, my goodness, what will happen along the way?
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Situations:

1. BREAK DOWN

Oh, snap, your car decided to break down out in the middle of nowhere. WHAT DO? Is that Leatherface? Will this be "Children of the Corn"?2. TRUCK STOP

You've stopped at a gas station. They're out of gas, snacks and the bathrooms are out of order. Wat do. (Zombie attack optional.)3. HITCHHIKERS?

Is this even a good idea? Why is their backpack leaking suspicious substances? Go wild.4. WHAT THE FUCK DID I JUST HIT?

Dude, I hear deer mess up cars... or I think that was a deer.5. DON'T MAKE ME TURN THIS CAR AROUND!

Alas, you're the parent or the disgruntled friend who has had it up to here with all the fighting in the back.6. OMG, I WANT TO TAKE A PICTURE OF THIS LANDMARK!

No, no, and no. You tell that person that they're going to be driven around and they're going to like it.7. THE GREAT ESCAPE

Either dinosaurs or the mothman is chasing you. Don't stop now.8. MAKE OUT~

You're now parked in one of the make-out points in this town. Did you know? Well, that's up to you, as is what you do next.9. WE'RE SO LOST

The map blew away when you were stupid enough to open the windows earlier. You know that old stereotype about how men never ask for directions but women will? Time to see if you're going to prove it right or not. Try not to fight over it too much, driving partners.10. BUT OFFICER...

Those flashing lights in your rearview mirror? Definitely not just for decoration.
Relationship (optional):

1. BUSINESS PARTNERS: The jet was undergoing some heavy repairs, so you have to drive to that big meeting.

2. BFFS/ROOMIES: On your last hurrah before you join the 'real world.'

3. NEWLYWEDS: You're a young couple on your honeymoon! Hope this doesn't ruin your relationship.

4. SIBLINGS: Whether this is a trip to reconnect or to fix things or to just deepen your bond as epic sibs is up to you.

5. PARENT & CHILD: It's like a family vacation for the two of you. try not to get on each other's nerves too much?

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Sherlock would like to relay that Mummy's chicken cordon bleu will be gone if we wait for the slow tow truck.

Is there a bed I can pass out on when we finally get to the house?

[Mycroft bristles slightly, hating that he's going to be so easily baited.]

Will it now? I hardly think Mummy would be so inconsiderate. Unless Sherlock plans to destroy her cooking. It would be very petty.

You can't pass out when you get here. I'm bored. SH.

Unless he tells Mummy that we're not coming until tomorrow and thus she won't be bothered if we don't arrive.

[John relaxes back in the seat, letting his posture go slack]

What am I going to do to entertain you?

He will, of course, recall that I am in possession of a mobile phone with which to contact our parents.

[Mycroft eyes John hawkishly, trying to lean over to see his phone's screen.]

Think of something while you're waiting for the tow. Check for murders in the area. SH.

Yeah yeah...

[John doesn't care if Mycroft sees.]

Sex? ;) But yes, I will check for murders

I've little interest in reviewing your array of pornography. Find a murder. An interesting theft or forgery would do, as well. SH.

[The pass flies entirely over Sherlock's head and off into the hills of the countryside. Mycroft simply scoffs quietly when he sees John's response.]

You could also walk back to the petrol station we passed some three miles ago to see if they might call a local towing service. [Even on his phone, Mycroft had managed to pay some level of attention to their surroundings.]

You know. Hitting on you is never easy

I could yes. But, I know you can take care of yourself. But I'd rather not leave you alone. Just in case.

[He glanced at Mycroft. While they butt heads, there was some form of respect somewhere, from their time on Sherrinford together]

Of course it's not. Why would it be? SH.

[There's a brief pause before another message comes through.]

Oh. Really, John? They've set you up with a room with Rosie. I hardly think now is the time to be thinking of libidos. It's next to Mycroft's room. He should enjoy hearing her all night, no doubt.

[Mycroft looks a little surprised, for his part, by John's comments.]

Do you imagine the werecats will leap from the forest? I hardly think I'll be in more danger than we are now.

I've spent the past six months since Sherrinford dropping hints that I want more than friendship with you...

[Johns shrugs a bit and smiles.]

No. But there are other things, no doubt, that are in the forest surrounding us that pose a risk.

[There's a notable delay in Sherlock's response this time.]

I hardly think my parent's house during Christmas is the place or time to be looking into that, John.
Perhaps once we're home...

[He's stopped signing his texts, at least, which means he's paying more attention to them.]

Such as?

[Mycroft's prompt is mildly incredulous.]

The roaming brethren of the elk you nearly killed?

[John smiles at the text. He doesn't care what Mycroft thinks. Or suspects]

When will we discuss this Sherlock? Once we return to London, real life will descend.

I don't know. But there is probably something. I don't fancy either of us meeting it.

Paranoia doesn't suit you, doctor. Do you expect this nameless terror to be hunting the grounds of Musgrave, as well?

[Mycroft is growing very tired of this. He sits back in his own seat and stares out at the darkness.]

Shouldn't we at least pull the car off to the side of the road? That is, I believe, customary to avoid causing another accident.

In due course. Mummy's calling for me to come play with Rosie. Get here soon.

You are welcome to move the car. I won't. Not until we know what's wrong with it.

I will. See you, Rosie and your parents soon

[He glances over to Mycroft and then away. This is going to be a long hour]

It has been many years since I've driven with any regularity, but would we not simply put the car into neutral and have you push it while I steer?

[Mycroft's not going to be the one to push.]

[John turned his head and looked at Mycroft.]

We could. But we will have to be careful. My shoulder isn't back up to full strength.

[It had been mildly reinjured during the incident at Sherrinford]

[Mycroft looks John over, searching for a moment. It would be rude to note that he possesses two shoulders for a reason.]

Of course. You're still the stronger out of the pair of us, John.

Don't crash.

[John shifts the car into neutral and gets out. He walks around to the back of the car and waits]

I think you've taken care of that for the evening, doctor.

[Mycroft steps out of the passenger side, massaging his chest lightly for a moment where the strap caught him on their collision with the elk. He moves over to the driver's side and takes up a position behind the wheel.]

I'm ready when you are.

[It will take some effort to get the car moving from a dead stand-still, but if John can manage that, it will roll along easily enough with Mycroft pulling into the grass just on the side of the road.]

[He doesn't reply. He really doesn't see the need. He know Mycroft goads him. And god. He wonders how things would be if he had shot the man during that first, annoying meeting. John waits for Mycroft and then moves to start to push the car.

Together they manage to get the car to the side of the road.]

[Mycroft quickly moves himself back to the passenger side. There's more leg room and its more comfortable if they're to be here for another 45 minutes.]

Very good, John. How is your shoulder?

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[He climbed into the driver's side and rubbed his shoulder]

Sore.

[There's a moment before Mycroft opens the glove compartments and pulls out a small first aid kit.]

I believe you'll find pain relief among the supplies in this. Was it really so difficult?

[He took it and nodded]

This car is probably almost 2,000 kilos... Even in neutral, it's difficult to push by yourself.

[Mycroft simply hums. For all that he does respect John, he still considers the man the hired help in some ways. John has, after all, positioned himself as the brawn to Sherlock's brains. He really shouldn't be complaining about manual labor. Mycroft certainly isn't built for it.

But to be polite, he should make some conversation beyond that.]

John. What would you say is your favorite dish at the Christmas dinner table? I'm certain it can be arranged for to make up for the current difficulties in some small measure.

[He huffs and rubs a hand over his face]

Mycroft. Shut up.