Prompt: (From punk-rock-science) THEN WRITE SOMETHING ABOUT BADDRIVER!COSIMA (cosima offering to pick kira up and sarah saying no XD)
Pairing: Punky Monkey/Science Punk/SarahxCosima (if you squint)
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Getting Sarah to agree to let her pick Kira up from school (just once, jeez, what's the worst that could happen? Honestly it was like, a 3 minute drive) had been harder than, like, her entire PhD thesis. Cosima wasn't that bad of a driver, ok?! She just got distracted sometimes all the time. And really, who could blame her? There was science everywhere. Even on short drives to the supermarket. It wasn't her fault that stop lights changed too quickly for her to notice (Green and yellow were VERY SIMILAR COLORS, okay?).
She hadn't minded convincing her stubborn girlfriend (like, she really hadn't. Who knew chocolate could be so much…fun?) But if she had heard Sarah say 'No' one more time she was seriously gonna put her genius brain to work in retaliation. But, luckily, Sarah had caved. Not that Cosima had really given her much of a choice.
So when Kira had bounced happily into the car, the scientist had chalked a victory up to the nerd world, and pulled forward out of her temporary parking space while giving her awesome little niece a high-five.
She'd just…kinda forgotten that there was still a car in front of her. She winced with a quiet, embarrassed 'oops', and slowly backed Sarah's car away from the one in front.
Thank god for brakes, dude, because there wasn't a scratch on either car. And the other 'mom' wasn't there either, or she'd have booked it, like seriously.
She turned to Kira with a self-conscious half-smile adorning her face. The 8-year-old was looking at Cosima with wide eyes, her mouth covered with both hands, and looked to be both horrified and in danger of laughing.
"So, uh, Monkey, what do you say we, uh, keep this between us, huh?"
Kira giggled. "Only if I can have one of your Eskimo Pies."
Cosima laughed and ruffled her hair playfully. "Dude, you can have the whole box. Just don't tell your mom about that, either."