by Vid Z.
Pairing: Harm/anyone
Note: this is a little dig against my sister. It can be read as a standalone or in the connection with my other short fics. This is my attempt at humour.
Dedicated: to my sister. Who probably managed to shave off a few years off my life expectancy. The way she did it will be revealed in this fic.
Disclaimer: All publicly recognizable characters, settings, etc of the TV show JAG are the property of their respective owners. The original characters and plot are the property of the author of this fic. The author is in no way associated with the owners, creators, or producers of any media franchise. No copyright infringement is intended.
Harm was terrified.
Absolutely terrified.
He was even more terrified than if someone had told him that they intend to remove his beloved Tomcats from active service.
Oh, yeah. They did tell him that. Shit.
The world was passing him by with the speed of light. Everything was a blur. He could not even tell where up is and where down is, nor any other direction. It looked like the speed effects from "Fast and Furious".
He quickly got his mind off that hot chick and off that even hotter green Mitsubishi Eclipse that was blown up by bad guys wearing dirtbike helmets on Ninjas 'Why the hell did they have to blow it up? And who even rides a Kawasaki Ninja wearing helmets for dirt bikes?' by another sudden reverse of his world.
And then there was that jump. The jump where for a few moments he felt like he was weightless.
And suddenly the world stopped and the objects became recognizable once again.
Harm turned his head to his left and said determined:
"I'm not EVER letting you drive my 'Vette again."
With that he opened the door of his beautiful vintage Corvette, rose on his shaky legs and started off towards the house.
The love of his life, his beloved wife, got out of the car also, locked it up hurriedly and went after him.
"What? I only drove onto the sidewalk 7 times. That's a real improvement! Last time it was 8 times."
"Harm! Stop! You can't mean that, right? I wasn't that fast, only 20 over the limit!"
"Come on, Harm!"
"You're joking, right, Harm?"
"Harm?"
FADE OUT
FINIS
As I said, dedicated to my sister, with whom, everytime
she drives, the drive turns into a real... uh... adventure.
Yeah, that's the word.