A/N: Thanks you all again so much for reviews and the super suggestions - especially to my Guest reviewer for all of those! I will try and do as many as I can put a story to. Could you possible clarify what you mean by the bouncy castle one? I have a vague idea in my head but if you have something specific in mind I'd love to know an example. I have written the booby-trap one and will probably post it tomorrow.

Speaking of suggestions - here is the one based on the driving lessons - also suggested by a Guest. Enjoy!

Summary: Jesus and Brandon work out a way to pacify Stef's backseat driving.

"Jesus you need to slow down on the corners." Stef nagged, flinching nervously. "I've been in car chases slower than this!"

"Probably why you sometimes don't catch them, Mom." He smirked making an instinctive cower but Stef just threw him a glance.

"Yeah well you hit one more squirrel and I'll arrest you on grounds of...WOAH! Watch the kerb Jesus, how many times?" She slapped her hands down from a facial blocking position to her thighs as the car whipped around another corner about 6 inches shy of the side of the road. She had never been an easy passenger, her driving instincts were too responsive to rest easy.

"I was nowhere near it! Will you stop overreacting? My Driver's Ed teacher says I'm fine." He said turning on the radio, partially trying to drown out his Mom's nags.

"Yeah but he used to be a stunt driver, right?" she teased "and I told you twice already...no radio while you're learning!" she flicked it back off to the sound of a familiar groan and her teen biting his tongue in frustration.

"Turning signal!" Stef tutted flicking the stick at the side of the wheel.

"Mom! I was about to do it - will you just let me drive?! Were you this much of a pain with Brandon?"

"Brandon got his father to teach him..." she huffed.

"I can see why..." he mumbled prompting a pinch on his arm.

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A loud honk rang out from the side of the road as Stef ran out to greet her boys.

"Congratulations Jesus! I'm so proud of you! If slightly concerned for the squirrel population of San Diego." Jesus rolled his eyes.

"He drove great Mom, the examiner was really impressed." Brandon added.

"Come on Mom, hop in!" Jesus beamed

"What I don't get to ride shotgun?" She complained prompting Jesus to drive forward a little as she tried to grabbed the handle. "OK, OK! Fine." She took her seat and buckled herself in.

"Check it out Mom!" Jesus passed her back the shiny ID card he now possessed and she beamed proudly.

"Yep. He can buy as many Morning After Pills as he wants now." Brandon quipped before a flick of the ear from behind with the license.

"That's not funny - and Jesus there's a stop sign coming up...really you need to go slower on the approach."

"Mom. This is your warning. I've passed now - please stop with the telling me what to do...not that you ever will" he added mumbling under his breath as his brother smirked and Stef began her familiar rant justifying grounds for her overly pedantic interference.

"Nightmare isn't she." Brandon whispered quietly to a scoff from his brother. He then caught his eye with his and flashed them back and forth to the radio. The new driver caught his drift but shrugged a "really?" at his older brother who just grew a smile across his lips. Jesus flicked a look in the rearview at his Mom's frowning expression as she reprimanded him further oblivious to what was on his mind.

"Hands at 10 and 2, Jesus. Come on, you're getting sloppy already." She tempted him further.

"She's gonna be mad." Jesus whispered but couldn't help himself reaching for the radio dial.

As both boys bit their tongues to suppress smiles the increasing volume of the radio slowly drowned out the increasingly angry protests coming from behind. Both felt a flick on the ear but ignored it through their giggling.

As the car pulled up to the house the radio cut off with the engine and both turned to a peeved looking mother in the backseat.

"I did warn you." Jesus said smugly. Stef narrowed her eyes.

"You know you may own a license but I still own this car, young man...and your keys!" Her sons looked at each other.

"You'll have to get them off us..." Jesus said plainly. They exchanged a glance before simultaneously hopping out the car and scurrying inside. Stef rolled her eyes as she attempted to follow but realised the child lock had been switched on to slow her down. She sat back and laughed before clambering into the front to escape. "Oh they're going to pay for that." She whispered maliciously to herself glancing over to the car radio.

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"Where do you fancy heading, B? Mind if I drive again?" Jesus beamed as the teens swaggered towards the car. They both got in and Jesus put the key in the ignition before hearing a sigh from his brother.

He looked over to find a sticky note between two of his fingers and a defeated look on his face. He also noticed a mass of wires where the radio would usually be. Brandon handed him the note and threw his head back against the headrest of their now shared car.

"Go a month with no roadkill - then we'll talk.

Love, Mom x"

Well I hope that was up to expected standards.

One last thing - does anyone mind if I add a one-shot with my AU character Kasey from my Nerd story? I have one that would be perfect for her. For those who don't read Nerd, she is how I imagine Stef's biological daughter would be (if Brandon had been a twin - it's a bit like how Stef would cope with a mini-Stef) - I'll still keep up the original universe ones too obviously!