"Can you do one where Michael and the main character try and teach Allison how to drive?????"

This imagine was requested by: Mjloverforever1

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"Alison..." you gently wake up your sixteen year old daughter. "Guess what day it is?"

Alison groans and pulls the covers up over her head. "Whaaat?" she says through the sheets.

"Time for your driver's test!" Michael calls out from the doorway.

Alison sits up and rubs her eyes. "My-my what? Really?"

"Yep," you say. "Now get up, it's gonna be a big day today!" you pull her curtains open, reveling the bright sun gleaming in through the window.

You and Michael then leave the room.

"You think she's ready?" asks Michael.

"Oh trust me, i know she is. She's nearly seventeen, she's been begging for this for ages!"

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"Okay Alison, what do you do first?" you ask her, sitting in the passenger seat and Michael in the back.

"I still don't know why you have to be in the front, (Y/N)," Michael whines.

"No offence baby, but i can drive...kind of better than you can."

"What? That is so untrue."

You make a loud, "hah!" laugh and say, "Alison honey, who's the better driver in this family? Me, or your father?"

"Well, by the end of this...neither of you. Because it's gonna be me."

You look over at Michael and he just shrugs. "I'm just the one back here making sure you're okay."

"Anyway, Alison start the car please," you say.

Alison lets out a long breath, and pushes the key in and twists it; the car immediately starts to rumble.

"Good, now what?"

"Uh..."

"If you studied you would know."

"Why didn't you just send me to the proper driver's test first?"

"Because, i want to get you prepared first. Now, tell me what you do next."

Alison just stares aimlessly around the car in silence.

"Now you need to give it some gas," says Michael.

"Michael, you're not supposed to tell her! I want her to get this on her own!"

"I'm surprised you knew that, Dad." Alison rolls her eyes.

"I'm not a bad driver!" Michael defends.

"Enough! This is Alison's test, Michael. No matter how bad you may need yours again."

Alison giggles.

"Watch it young lady," Michael warns.

"So now i'm ready to go, right?" she asks.

"No, now you need to push the handle break-" But before you could finish talking, the car takes off within an instant, and you're screaming for dear life as Alison speeds like there's no tomorrow.

"STOP! STOP!" you yell, trying to take control of the wheel.

"WOOOO!" Alison screams, rolling her window down.

"ALISON!" you scream as you turn the car wheel and press the breaks.

The car comes to a swerve and swivels around a few times before jerking to a stop.

The three of you just sit there and pant for a little while, and then you say, "Right...I knew you didn't read that pamphlet i gave you to study last week."

"I did, it was just too hard."

"Michael, are you okay back there?"

"I'm fine, just a little...I mean, wow, even i don't drive like that!"

"Go back, go back," you instruct her.

"Reverse?"

"No, not reverse."

"I don't understand what you're asking me to do!" she raises her voice now.

"Ugh, let me just-"

"Truck!" Michael interjects.

You look ahead of you and see a truck coming your way, while the car is still in the middle of the road.

"Oh forget this! Alison, move. Michael, buckle your seat belt!" You drive the car out of the way, just inches before the van ran into it.

"Oh my God, that was actually the ride of my life," Michael says.

"I feel so...alive," says Alison, stunned, as you're pulling into the driveway.

"Next time, you're going for a real test," you say.

"Really?"

"Well sure, cause i ain't showing you the ropes again. God, i almost died."

"No you didn't," says Michael. "I almost did."

"Honey, i almost die every time i'm in the car with you."

You and Alison laugh as Michael just rolls his eyes.

"Sure, sure."

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