Disclaimer: I don't of Sons of Anarchy or any of the characters in the show. It's the property of Kurt Sutter, Sutter Ink and FX.

I had a dentist appointment this morning and in an attempt to keep my mind off it I took a walk there and came up with this story. I wrote it down at work, rather quickly so I'm sorry if it seems a bit shallower than usual. It's also a really short one but I liked it that way, just a teaser.

Thank you for follows, favs and those amazing reviews. I'll answer them when I come home, don't want to waste more time at work at the moment. New chapter on "Crooked Rain" will be up tonight CET.

Clutch adjustment

Skip was sitting down next to his bike. He had been thinking about fixing it for a while and now when the Redwoods were here he took the opportunity to stay behind. Tiny was sitting behind him, drinking a beer. A girl came walking towards them, holding a soda with a straw in it. Behind her was a guy that probably was her dad. They both had curly dark hair and piercing blue eyes. Skip knew that he was called Tig but he hadn't known that he had a daughter. She sat down next to Tiny and Tig got down next to her.

"What's wrong with it?" She asked and when he turned around and looked at her she was sitting on the bench and sipping on the coke.

"It makes a clunking sound." He mumbled mostly to himself, he wasn't in the mood to speak to an annoying kid.

"If it's just sometimes it's ok."

"It's often." She was really annoying him now.

"That's not normal. You should check the clutch adjustment. If it's dragging it makes that sound more often."

He turned around again and looked at her. She had a strange fur hat, loads of black make up around her extremely blue eyes. If she hadn't been so fucking annoying she could've been cute. He noticed both Tiny and Tig smirking at him.

"How old are you?"

"Thirteen." She said while taking another sip of her drink. "How old are you?"

"Eighteen." He was still staring at her. "Are you supposed to wear make-up?"

"No." Her eyes were full of mischievous and were sparkling. Annoying fucking kid.

Happy came up to them and nodded at him then turned his attention to the girl on the bench. "What the fuck! Who did that?"

"Bonnie." Tig answered for her.

"Go wash your face, Sugar."

"Daaad."

"Wash it! Now!" He watched her leave and then turned to Tig. "Who the fuckis Bonnie?"

"One of the Sweet butts." Tiny smiled. "Quite popular, huge tits."

Happy looked like he was ready to kill and stared at Tig. "Explain."

"Bonnie said she'd give me a blowjob if I let her fix my kid. She thought she was cute."

"She's not your kid."

"I know that. Bonnie didn't. And I wanted a blowjob." Tig shrugged. "And Grace didn't protest."

"Course not. She's been nagging about being allowed to use make up for months. I'll never hear the end of this." Then he looked at Tig. "Did she say that in front of Grace?"

"About the blowjob?" Happy nodded and Tig smiled. "Yeah, but she's heard shit like that before."

"Oh come on! Fucking hell, Tig. How the fuck do I explain this to Ava? Grace with hooker make up and talking about blowjobs."

"It was not hooker make up. I've seen hooker make up. Grace looked real pretty. Older."

"I know. That's why she's not allowed to use make up." He pointed at Tig. "I'll get you for this." Then he walked away. Tig didn't look that bothered.

"She's his kid?" He had assumed that she was Tig's since they had the same eyes. "Though she was yours."

"Nah. She's just my partner in crime." He said with a smile.

Tiny looked after Happy. "Hard to picture him with a kid. Where's the mom?"

"Visiting her brother in New York with the smaller kid, so we had to bring Grace here. Not that anyone but Happy minded." Tig got up and pointed at the bike. "I'd check the clutch adjustment if I was you. She's hardly ever wrong."

After checking everything he could think of butthe clutch adjustment he finally checked that. It fucking worked. He walked into the clubhouse to wash his hands. Tiny was in the couch next to that annoying fucking kid.

"What was wrong with it?" He asked with a smirk.

"Shut the fuck up!"

Tiny and the kid looked at each other and said "Clutch adjustment," at the same time with a huge smile. Skip really hoped she was going back to Charming soon.