Chapter 51-Driving lessons
By: MysticFantasy
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"Uncle Tony, I don't think this is a good idea." James said.
"Come on, kiddo. You have a learner's permit, I have a car for you to use. It's time to practice." Tony replied.
"I don't think I should practice in a ferrari." James pointed out.
"I trust you." Tony said. "Plus, you know I can always get a new one."
"Yeah, but dad always taught me to be careful with other people's things and to fix or replace if I break them." James said.
"You need to stop listening to your daddy." Tony said and tossed the teen a set of keys. "Hop in."
"I don't kn..."
"Kiddo. Hop in."
James lightly sighed and eased his way into the driver's seat. He right away adjusted the seat to accomodate his height, put his seat belt on and checked all the mirrors.
"Doing good already." Tony said.
"Because the car's not on yet." James replied.
"Good point. Go ahead and fire it up."
James lightly gulped and placed the key in the ignition. With slightly shaky hands, he turned the key and heard the roar of the engine as it came to life.
"Take a second to admire it, sport." Tony mused with a smile. "You might get one of these for your birthday."
"Uh..."
"Alright. Time to get going." Tony said.
"Seat belt." James said.
"That's a good next golden boy." Tony said with a grin as he put on his seat belt. "Ok. Just take it nice and easy."
James nodded and shifted the car into drive. He lightly pressed on the gas pedal and the second the car moved forward, he hit the breaks.
"Sorry." he said.
"It's alright. I did the same thing when I first started driving. Only I didn't hit the breaks soon enough but luckily the air bag worked."
James nervously smiled.
"Ok. Just take it slow." Tony advised.
"Ok." James said and slowly eased his foot off the break pedal.
The red sports car slowly moved forward and James eased the car toward the garage entrance. He looked at the early morning traffic with incredible nervousness.
"I had a few roads blocked so the traffic won't be so heavy." Tony said. "Just wait for the right opening but remember to be a little assertive."
"Right." the teen sighed. "Here we go."
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Steve and Natasha walked into the car garage just in time to see a red ferrari pull up. When the engine was cut and the doors opened, the two Avengers put their stern faces on.
"Hi guys." Tony greeted with a nervous smile. "Thought I'd take James for a..."
"What were you thinking?!" Natasha exclaimed. "You took our son to practice driving in a ferrari in New York!"
"He had his permit and I blocked some traffic." Tony exclaimed in his defence.
"James, come on." Natasha said in a stern motherly tone.
The teen quickly hurried over to his parent's and into the elevator. He remained silent as his father pressed the button for their floor and the doors closed.
"He didn't let us drive the ferrari until a year after we moved in." Natasha said in an amused voice.