This, my lovelies, is my third enstallment of my end of the challenge fic dump (or at least I think it's the end of the challenge? It said it was for two weeks and idk if this is past the date? If not, this will just be a regular submisison) But yeah, this will be number...8?

Yeah, I don't know much about motorcycles, religion, OR canyons...so...this one may not be good...sorry...but you know, if you want to submit a prompt to me you definatly can.

Disclaimer: All I own is the bagillion souvineers and free Comic-con stuff I've gotten this week. That's IT!.

Prompt: Suprise, Motorcycles, Religion, and a Canyon

-*cough* Spacer *cough*-

"Oh my God, oh my God…shit…shit! Sean! Oh, Sean! FUCK!" Tony screamed, clutching onto his boyfriend's torso, his eyes shut tight. He was breathing heavily and he moved as close to the other boy as possible.

Sounds fun, huh? But sorry, it's not what you're thinking. It's not even what you were hoping for (don't deny it, I was hoping for it too…). Sean and Tony rode slowly down a backstreet, Sean's motorcycle roaring quietly as the blonde sped up slightly. It was night, almost late, and the roads were nearly empty save the few cars and trucks they saw speeding down the street, hoping to get home after a long evening at work.

Now, one would think that riding on a motorcycle with someone who has been doing so his whole life wouldn't be so scary, you may even say it wasn't a big deal…but not for our protagonist couple. See, Tony had, well, has, a fear of motorcycles. Scratch that, he has a crippling phobia of anything with two wheels; and it doesn't help that his boyfriend only had his motorcycle license and a rickety bike his older brother had fixed up and given to him several years ago.

However, after about a year and a half of dating, Sean finally convinced his boyfriend to ride on his motorcycle with him. Something he very clearly regretted the second he sat on the back, him not shutting his mouth for the last several minutes.

"Sean! Oh, God, oh God! I'm going to die! I am going to die here. We are going to get into a crash and I am going to die! No! I'm too young to die! Think of all the stuff I never did!" he yelled frantically, practically writing his will on the back of a motorcycle going twenty miles an hour in a thirty-five mile lane, "I never went to Europe! I never owned a house! Oh, I wanted to have children! Who's going to carry on the 'Higgins' name? I only have sisters! Oh, what will my mother think! Oh no! If I die and actually get into heaven how will I explain how I died to my Nonnie!...how will I explain I'm gay! Oh, I hope she wasn't ALWAYS looking over me…I'll get a scolding for that…" He rambled, most likely trying to distract himself from the situation at hand but at the same time annoying the living crap out of the other person riding on the vehicle.

"Tony, will you shut up back there? You're distracting!" The blonde called behind his shoulder, but to no avail.

"Oh, God…I need a prayer! What's a prayer, Sean? Say one!" Tony cried, clutching on tighter to the other boy.

"I don't know! I never went to church! You're the fucking Catholic school boy!" Sean stated then rolled his eyes, not understanding why he was even encouraging such asinine behavior.

"Uh…uh… BLESS US, O LORD, AND THESE THY GIFTS WHICH THROUGH THY BOUNTY WE ARE ABOUT—" Tony screamed, his eyes clutched closed.

"Really? Are you serious?" Sean asked, rolling his eyes in annoyance; almost unable to believe his boyfriend, "You know, if you squeeze me any tighter and I actually DO pass out, we actually WILL die…" He said more to himself, good thing too, because the comment was totally ignored.

"" —TO RECEIVE THROUGH CHRIST OUR LORD. AMEN." Tony continued, as they came to a red light they could hear a few people who were driving behind them laugh, but Sean just ignored it and flipped them off.

Eventually Sean grew tired of his drama queen of a boyfriend and pulled over onto one of the many scenic overlooks of the canyon, "Tony, what the fuck?" Was all he could come up with, putting the vehicle in park and stepping off with a flip of his hair.

Tony did the same; taking off the helmet Sean had leant him and nearly dropping it on the ground in the process. The latter quickly moved to catch the helmet just before it fell to the ground and stepped back, putting it on the seat and raising an eyebrow at his boyfriend expectantly. Tony looked down at the ground then looked up at him, "You were…going fast…" he said, understanding how weak and pathetic he must have looked; finally feeling the embarrassment.

"Tony…I was going twenty miles an hour. I went below the speed limit, and besides, I hope you know the slower I go the harder it is to handle the bike so if I went any slower we could have actually gotten hurt…" he stated with a sigh, trying not to stay frustrated at the other boy.

"Well…I just…" Tony stated, running a hand through his helmet-hair.

"I know you're scared but, Jeez!" Sean said, trying to lighten the subject, "I mean, I gave you the helmet, I took you out when no one is on the road, I even let you have the foot pegs because you thought your legs were going to get ripped off by an oncoming twig…I mean, there's not much more I can do, Tony…" he stated and the other boy nodded.

"Which is why you shouldn't make me go places on that thing…" Tony smirked and Sean playfully rolled his eyes.

"But think about how much gas it would save us!"

"I don't care, Sean, I'll pick up another shift at work if I have to in order to pay for the extra gas…" Tony said with a chuckle, which was followed by one of Sean's own.

"Fine, I won't make you go on the bike anymore…" Sean caved, rolling his eyes but still accepting it as Tony smiled wide and embraced him in happiness.

"Oh thank you, Sean!" He smiled and Sean did so too, only his was much more mischievous as he leaned his chin on his boyfriend's shoulder. They got back on the motorcycle, Tony feeling much better now as he realized he would never have to do so again and put the helmet back on that Sean handed to him for the second time that night. As they rode down the street he saw Sean take an unexpected turn and cocked his head to the side in confusion, "Uh…Sean…where are we going?" he asked and Sean turned to him slightly before looking back to the road with a smile.

"Home…only we're taking the highway…" he laughed as he heard a scream of protest from his boyfriend; eliciting a laugh from himself. If he was only going to get one ride with his boyfriend, he would at least make it entertaining….

-SPACER-

Yep, so that would be it! This is...potentially...for the slash contest on http:/newsiesforever(DOT)webs(DOT)com/ or...actually not...that MAY be the URL...I'm too lazy to look it up today. lol. Just look at my other submissions and you can find out! haha.

Now, off to the zoo then 91x fest!