Title: Astronaut
Theme: Astrophysicists
Pairing: Little DannyxSam
Rating: K
28. Astrophysicists
"Could you fly to Mars?" she asked idly, stretched out on the grassy hill. She guessed that it was about midnight, because it was usually then when Danny snuck into her room and took her star gazing. Not that the time really mattered, considering it was Friday and her parents wouldn't expect her up until the afternoon anyway.
"It'd take a while."
"How long?" she asked.
He said, "three months" so fast she tore her eyes from the sky to gawk at him for a moment. She wondered If he'd done the math in his head (which she quickly tossed out as ridiculous, because Danny was barely passing his math class) or it he had spent a while thinking all about it. Considering he had always wanted to be an astronaut, she guessed it wouldn't be too surprising if he spent a few spare afternoons figuring it out.
"The moon?"
"A few weeks."
"Alpha Centauri," she asked, well aware that she only knew it because he told her. After all, she only takes an interest in space when he's talking, and even then she's only really listening to him talk because she likes the way his voice gives her chills, and that it doesn't matter what he says as long as it's him saying it. Well, as long as it wasn't "BTW, Sam, I killed seventy two kittens today for fun". That might ruin the magic a bit.
"It's a light year away!" Danny laughed. "I'd be out there for a lifetime!"
"How long does it take you to figure this stuff out?"
"A couple minutes."
She laughed. "And what do you have in math?"
"I'm passing."
"So, a D?"
"Minus," he muttered.
"So why don't you take y our time on your homework so you can become the world's best astronaut?"
"First of all, that's astrophysics," he countered, "And that's for the Tucker's of the world. Second, I'm already an astronaut."
"You haven't been to the moon though." She paused, her eyes flicking over suspiciously. "Right?"
He grinned, eyes meeting hers. "Probably."