A/N: I could only go so long before writing a Matt and TK drabble. This is partly inspired by my own brother and what a terrible driver he is. He's great at a lot of things but driving is not one of them.

(Per request, an Izzy drabble is up next)

008

Matt climbed into the passenger side of his car. He'd been meaning to teach his little brother how to drive for awhile, but they never could seem to find a time. "Alright," Matt said, "so I'm gonna do this because Mom doesn't have a car and when Dad taught me how to drive the van, there may or may not have been an eleven car pile-up that I was partially responsible for."

TK blinked and considered getting out of the car. "You'd think something like that would be on the news…"

"Considering I wrecked a news van, the reports were probably pretty slow that day." Matt clicked on his seatbelt, and TK followed suit. "The first thing you need to do is check your mirrors.

"You also might want to pull the seat forward since you're shorter than me, and it's adjusted for when I'm driving… Okay, great. Now put your foot on the bra-THAT'S THE GAS!"

And so it begun.

"Now try out the turn signals… the turn signals… the turn signals… the…" He physically reached over and grabbed his little brother's wrist to guide his hand to the device that controlled the turn signal.

"I was getting there," TK said.

"Mmhmm," Matt mumbled. He scanned the area around them. They were in a parking lot that wasn't too crowded, but there was a lone car or two. He sighed aloud. If they didn't have insurance it was their fault.

"You shouldn't even have to use the gas pedal in this parking lot," Matt said. "If you take your foot off the brake, the car should start roll-I DIDN'T SAY TO DO THAT YET!"

TK put his foot back on the brake and chuckled. "I think you need to relax."

"I am relaxed." Matt slowly pried his fingers from the dashboard. To tease his brother, TK took his foot back off the brake.

"TAKERU!"

"WE'RE BARELY MOVING!" He put his foot back on the brake to stop the car completely. They'd traveled about five feet.

Matt twisted in his seat to look at how little the car had moved. "Okay… well… anyway, I'm relaxed. All I want you to do is a lap around the parking lot. Don't go near any cars. Just keep it slow and work on turning."

TK made it a fourth of the way around in silence before having to speak up.

"Matt, there's a squirrel."

"It'll move."

"What if it doesn't?"

"It will."

"…"

"…"

"Matt, it's not moving."

"Keep driving."

"I'm gonna hit the squirrel!"

"It will move!"

"It's not moving!"

Luckily, TK did not beat Matt's record of an eleven car pile-up that day. He did, however, nearly give Matt a heart attack three times and almost hit the slowest squirrel in all of existence.

Thanks a bunch for all of the reviews I've received! I really appreciate it! If anyone has any driving stories they'd like to share, I'd love to hear them :)