what you do there in back of your pink Cadillac

[Earp, Wynonna Earp]

If Doc was stay--and he was because she might shot him if he tried to leave her again. Then there was three things that needed to happen. One, he needed to learn to drive a car or truck. Catching rides everywhere and showing up late from walking wasn't going to work long term. Two, he needed a phone. 'Go find Doc' and 'Go get Doc' was getting older then the people in this town. Three . . . . . . ok only two things for now. Two things needed to happen.

Walking up to him with long quick strides she tossed a phone at him. Thankfully he was quick handed--haha, that's what she said--and he caught it. With her other she held up keys. "Want me to turn you on?" She asked grinning at her double meaning. "Need me to rev your engine?" Another laugh.

[Doc Holliday]

Tag: Earp, Wynonna Earp

darlin'

I'M EVERYBODY'S TYPE

The moment he saw her approach, his lips curled into a smile. A short lived one for she tossed something at him. Quick reflexes helped him to catch it with ease but he stared at it, realizing what it was and not knowing at the same time. "Why have you given me one of your . . . telephonies?" That was what they were called, wasn't it?

From his understanding, they made music and you spoke into it. Oh how far technology had come. He grew quickly distracted however when she held up the keys to the car, instinctively taking a step back. "Oh no," he refused. "While I appreciate the gesture of having given me an automobile, I must say there is no way in hell and beyond that I am entering one of those contraptions ever again." Officer Haught had pulled him over while he was learning to drive it . . . and well before the entire thing broke down. No. Never again. "Whatever engine of mine you intend to rev--" Whatever that meant. "It will not be that of a car's."

[Earp, Wynonna Earp]

The fact that he didn't want to do it, only made her want to do it even more. She thought about explaining the reving joke but if she made it enough he would get it eventually. "For nudes!" She joked about why she gave him the phone, grinning at her joke. The huffing, "It's yours. So we can smex . . . . dirty telegrams---" After another huff she finally admitted, "Fine, it's so we can call you and get in touch with you. Tracking you down is harder then tracking revenants."

"Come on! I'll get your motor running," She joked, walking to the driver's side of the truck and leaning against it. "It's like riding a horse, but faster and it doesn't shit in the yard!" Holding out her hands she grinned like that would convince him. In truth she knew she'd have to try more to get him in the truck.

[Doc Holliday]

Tag: Earp, Wynonna Earp

darlin'

I'M EVERYBODY'S TYPE

Nudes? Smex? All these interesting terms in this modern age lingo. He looked at her with subdued curiosity until she finally explained that it was to get a hold of him. "Well perhaps you and your team best work on your tracking skills. Purgatory is not that large." A mere suggestion to them, to work on tracking someone down. Though, Doc knew full well that if he didn't want to be found, he wouldn't be.

He clicked a button on the device and a light flashed, causing him to blink a couple of times and stare at the thing with annoyance. "It tried to blind me!" He accused, tossing it to the ground. Damn thing was a nuisance! A hazard! And speaking of which . . . she was trying to get him into the truck. "Perhaps I did not make myself clear," he told her, taking a couple steps towards her, just, not the truck. "Ain't no way in hell I'm getting in one of those things." There! Was that clear enough for her? Though . . . Doc knew full well that he was going to end up in it. Wynonna just, had a way of convincing him. Damn woman.

[Earp, Wynonna Earp]

Clearly they were going to have to start small. Baby steps. Grandpa steps! Yes, she would have to pretend she was talking to a grandpa. Walking up, Wynonna picked up the phone and dusted it off. She used the fingers of her free hand to pull open the picket of his jeans and slide it in. Picking up her phone she called him, letting it vibrate in his pants. "See, you'll learn to love it! Now instead of tracking you, we can call you."

Once he had it out and in his hand again she hung up. "Did you ever fall off a horse?" She asked, knowing that was something Daddy always said. If you fall off you got to get back on. "Driving a car is like that. You didn't know what you were doing, and I can help you learn."

^{TAG: Doc Holliday}