I need like TEN seconds of your time.. (Chassy)

[Chassy Trouble]

As Corbin commented about how it was a relief that she had more ability to defend herself than a normal teen, and how it was a relief to him, she fluttered her lashes at him.

"Aren't you the sweet one. Well, I'll tell you what, I've taken care of a few perverts, so there should be less of them to worry about unless they're really not good with learning a lesson." She commented before bumping the side of her nose with a thumb to show him a playful tough-girl act.

The truck slowed and came to a stop, and as he gestured for her to stay leaned back, she rose a brow and did so. As he started speaking though, a smirk grew on her lips. Lessons already? So he was going to really teach her how to drive a truck? She had been half joking earlier but hey she was all for it. She paid more attention now than she usually did in classes. But then again, this was more interesting than classes too.

As he continued to explain how to park a truck like this, while going through the motions by actually parking, Chassy kind of knew that he was going to have to tell her some of that again. What, it was a lot in one go. She remained silent though until the truck was parked all the way.

"You know, you're gonna have to show me that a couple more times. Maybe while I'm in the driver's seat so I can really get the feel for it." She told him with a cheeky smirk and a raised brow as she flirted with him.

"I learn better through action than words. Sure, I can learn from words and watching but it's faster when I'm actually doing it." She added.

She was actually telling the truth with that one, but the timing of it after her earlier flirting comment might have made it hard to pick up on.

Her face lit up at the mention of burgers and she was more than pleased as he got out then went around to her side to open the door. Oh she liked this! As he offered her help out, she accepted it with playful eagerness while brushing against him briefly in a cheeky manner.

"You know, you're not helping this crush any. Offering me more than just a cheeseburger, teaching me the ins and outs of truck driving, not having me just figure out how to get out with the chance of clutzing. Oh my fragile emotions and hormones!" She teased just loud enough for him to hear.

"Don't worry, I'm just messin' with you. I'm nothing near fragile. Seriously though, my teasing, if I make you uncomfortable just tell me and I'll cut it out. You're too nice to torment."

[Corbin Jacobs]

Chassy had gotten an affirmative nod when she claimed shed helped get rid of a few pervertz.. Fewer of them around was never a bad thing. She also seemed pretty interested in What he was telling her and showing her as he parallel parked the truck. That was.. Strangely refreshing. Not only someone young, but also a girl that was genuinely interested I. How this stuff worked. If she just came out of this impromptu meal with a bit more respect for the average blue-xollar worker, he'd be happy. If she decided she really did want to learn.. Well.. He'd teach her.

"No worries. If you actually wanna learn I'll seriously teach you. But... If you're gonna be in this seat its gonna be while I'm in that one. Cause you can be a minor and attractive all you want, and I can admit you're attractive, but I'll be damned if I'm gonna, like, punish myself with the awkwardness that would be you sitting on my lap. That would be something physical and, I mean, I did warn you its take a lot of convincing on your part, ya know?"

He could appreciate learning by doing. That's how he'd learned.. But her on his lap brought to mind the wrong kind of 'doing' and he wasn't going there. "Crush? You have a crush on me? How bad is the dating pool your own age that you have to ceuah on an unshowered, unshaven, greasy-burger-eating, truck-driving guy ten years older than you? Pfft. I'm not uncomfortable, I actually feel a little sorry for you."

After Corbin had helped Chassy out of the truck and lead her across the street, he headed toward a blue building with a simple neon sign that read 'Burgers, Fries, Shakes'.

"Oh shit I forgot about the milkshakes. Hell yes, you have to try that too. They are made by freaking angels and unicorna, I swear."

[Chassy Trouble]

Chassy was smirking before, but when he commented about how if she was in the driver's seat he'd be in the passenger's, she snerked and the smirk grew some more. She ended up laughing a little when he went to telling her that even if he found her attractive he'd be damned if he was going to bear through the awkwardness of her being on his lap.

"Oh yeah, like it'd be so horrible you'd think of it as a punishment." She teased.

"Are you kidding me? Switch out that truck for an Impala and you're halfway to becoming Dean. And everyone knows all the girls love Dean Winchester. Well, the sane ones." Chassy commented when he tried to list off the different things that would make him uncrushable.

"And it is pretty slim pickin's. Especially since most of the guys my age are dicks, taken, or can't handle a little firecracker like me. But, you seem to be handling me pretty well for the first date." She told him.

"Angels and unicorns? Alright, you've convinced me. Let's do it."

She was talking about the food, but there was a good chance that with that almost permanent smirk and how she had been playing with him so far, it could have been taken another way.

[Corbin Jacobs]

"The punishing part of it would be not being able to act on it in good conscience."

Then there were mentions of Dean... and Corbin tilted his head a bit. "Heh, actually my normal ride isn't this bigass truck. It's a 69 Chevelle. Similar year, way different car. Dollar says my Chevelle is faster, handles better, and sounds better than his Impala, though. Check it." He whipped out his phone and quickly navigated to his photos, showing her a car that looked extremely similar to this one.

"Still, though. Hard to believe pickins are so slim that you need to look half a generation uphill to find somebody.. then turn payment for a simple and appreciated favor into a date. Don't I need, like.. permission from your legal guardian before I can date you? And how do I know that you ain't just interested cause I have a truck with my name on the door? I mean, you know I own a company, work my butt off.. Not a hard stretch to see somebody - even who doesn't wanna screw me over - tryin to turn me into their sugar daddy, ya know?"

Corbin grinned, and dodged a little to the side, just in case Chassy reached out to slap him or something while he chuckled lightly.

"Damn straight we're doin it. Hell, if you really want to make this look like a date.. we can even split a milkshake. No lady and the tramp shit, no spaghetti, but I'm down for splitting a milkshake if you don't think you can finish one. Wait, shit.. is that movie before your time? You a disney fangirl? Was that even a disney movie?" Corbin blinked and shrugged, still on guard in case Chassy was moving this 'date' to the slap-him-when-hes-being-silly stage.

[Chassy Trouble]

Chassy gave a grin like the cat that's gotten the cream, when Corbin told her that the punishing part would be him not being able to act on the fact she was sitting on his lap, with good conscience. The grin faded though when he went to talking about how his car was better than Dean's baby. Instead, she rose a brow with a curious look before looking at the picture he showed her on his phone.

"Okay, I miiiiiight forgive you for dissing Dean's baby, if you paint it black." She kidded, her tone making in obvious that she was just joking around with that one.

It actually didn't look bad.

"Also, I'm gonna have to see it to believe it. So expect to give me a test ride in it." She added.

"Hmmm sugar daddy. That's an idea there! Oh yeah, you are SOOOOO gonna be my sugar daddy!" She stated with a laugh and a devilish look on her face.

She gasped when he went to talking about them not lady and the tramping the milkshake if they split it then went to asking if it was before her time. She playfully swatted at him when he asked her if she was a disney fangirl.

"I know the movie, and we are SO splitting that shake, Daddy." She commented before moving closer to him and looping her arm around his.

[Corbin Jacobs]

Corbin had just laughed off Chassy toying with the sugar daddy idea.. and had just ignored her outright when she'd jokingly claimed he should paint his car black. Hell no. Cream white was not only way less typical or overused, but it blended well while still standing out. And it went great with the tan leather interior.. showed off the wheels just enough without making them pop too much.. No, he'd payed a lot of money to get that exact color and to get the entire car painted professionally. Color wasn't changing. And Dean's car could choke on a Ford Focus. If Chassy ever did get a ride in the Chevelle, she would never diss it again.

Of course, then she joked about the milkshake... and called him 'Daddy'.. and Corbin literally facepalmed right there on the spot in the middle of the sidewalk as he came to a dead stop.. pausing for a moment before turning and placing his forehead against the bricks of the building they were passing. He had an.. almost smile? on his face.. and didn't seem to be breathing....

Then finally, after what might have seemed like an eternity, "That.. No. No, nonono, no, and no. Nuh uh, no way, no. Can't handle that. Anything else you want, but not.." A shiver crossed his shoulders and the word was said dripping weirdness, "'Daddy'."

Corbin dragged himself from the wall and shook his limbs out, appearing to be attempting to get a nasty taste out of his mouth. "Not that. Almost anything but that. Can't use that name, can't use 'Master'.. none of those anime 'Sen-pai' things. Nuh uh. Just no." And he was gonna stand there and wait for her to agree before he continued. And they were close enough now to smell the wonderful seasoned ground beef... Right outside the door.

[Chassy Trouble]

The got the most wonderful reaction ever from him when she had called him "Daddy". Seriously, it couldn't have been more delicious. He facepalmed first, right there, stopping walking to do so. Then, he went over to a wall before putting his forehead against it. Chassy laughed silently, barely containing the full force of it as she almost skipped over beside him and tilted her head to the side with a grin to look at his face. He was so still, and there was hints of something that looked like a smile.

Seconds went by, maybe a minute before he was suddenly coming to life again. Thank fuck, she thought she had broken his brain! Though, he almost broke her gut with how hard he had her laughing when he went to no-ing it out and telling her she could call him anything but "Daddy". She had to lean against the walls with how much she was laughing as he went on to naming off the other things as he shuddered and showed all the signs of being creeped the fuck out.

It took her a moment to catch her breath, and she wiped her eyes a little before taking a deep breath to keep from laughing again.

"Okay, Big Brother, let's go in for our date." She said, purposely using one of those anime-ee voices.

"Hahaha just fuckin' with ya, come on. Smelling those burgers and not eating them is torture." She added in her normal voice and manner now as she pushed off of the wall.

[Corbin Jacobs]

The fact that Chassy was so horribly entertained didn't escape Corbin as his mind still reeled, somewhere between amused and horrified. Likely closer to amused, honestly, given that Chassy did seem to like pushing his buttons and he knew she was just being silly.. but then.. then she had to take it one step further than 'daddy', which at least wasn't believable in the slightest. She had to pull the anime 'big brother' trope.. and couldn't leave it at 'lets go in', either.. No, she had to mention 'our date'...

"Oh, too late to just be fuckin with me. Christ, that was like, the only worse one than 'daddy'." He shivered and looked on the verge of gagging. "So, so wrong." Corbin reached into his back pocket, withdrew a wallet, grabbed a twenty, tossed it toward Chassy, and turned around.

"Let's just save all the torture for me. You go get your food, I'll wait in the truck."

And unless he was stopped, Corbin would walk all the way back to the truck, grab something from the driver's door, walk back to the trailer and take a seat on it, then light a cigarette. "Bleh."

You're damn straight he was gonna make her come to him and ask him to join her. And none of that 'daddy' or 'big brother' crap, either.

[Chassy Trouble]

He actually started walking away. At first, she thought he was joking again Chassy looked at the twenty, then at him, then at the twenty again before snatching it up and going after him. Yes, after him seeing how he had a little bit of a head start

"Oh come on! I told you I was just fucking with you!" She called after him.

Then, she was down. A slightly more elevated part of the sidewalk had gotten her when she had just stepped over it before. Chassy have a soft "oomph" and just barely managed to keep from landing flat on her face. She did hiss and gasp a couple of times though as she moved to be sitting and holding her knee.

Chassy went to swearing like a sailor, cursing karma and its lack of humor before swearing some more. Then, she gave a sharp breath out and quickly pushed up onto her feet before trying to walk it off as she caught up to him. Though, there wasn't much catching up seeing how he didn't sprint like he was in the fucking Olympics or anything.

"Alright, no Brother business."

[Corbin Jacobs]

Except that Chassy wouldn't have had to catch up to Corbin after she fell. The sound of someone hitting the ground was a pretty identifiable one, after all, and when Corbin heard it he flinched and waited for either calm noises or frantic ones.

Fortunately the 'oomph' seemed reasonably calm.. and by the time Chassy was gasping, Corbin had already run the hell back to her and scooped her up in his arms to carry her back to his truck. Yes. Chassy was being carried like a little girl.. by someone who was acting quite a bit like her big brother..

She really didn't get a choice in the matter.. and she likely couldn't have gotten down if she wanted to. Corbin was pretty strong.. and moving pretty fast. When he got to the truck he'd have plopped her down in the driver's seat, opened the third door again, and this time grabbed a little first aid kit.

If Chassy liked seeing Corbin be serious, she aught to like the view.. because he was stupidly serious over something she obviously didn't think was a big deal. There was some color change on her jeans, which likely meant she was bleeding (because seriously there wasn't likely to be transmission fluid on the road right where she fell) and so Corbin went dutifully, quickly, and very gently to work rolling the (thankfully) stretchy denim material up so he could put his little first aid kit to use.. spraying some peroxide on the wound he found, gingerly trying to clean out any dirt or road grit with a cotton swab and gauze, and finally putting a large bandage over it.. the kind that would stretch with a knee or elbow.

Only once he had made sure her hands and elbows didn't need any attention would he put the kit away and lose some of his seriousness. "Okay, that really wasn't fair. Like, seriously. I was gonna come back, you didn't have to go hurting yourself just to see if I'd help you." And finally Corbin grinned a bit again.

[Chassy Trouble]

Having been used to being a bit of a tom-boy, Chassy didn't really worry about her knee all that much after the initial "ow fuck!" reaction. But, it seemed that Corbin didn't feel the same way. In fact, he was rushing over and before she could even react, she was scooped up and carried off a bit wide eyes.

"Hey. Hold on. What are you.."

And he was sitting her in the driver's seat before she could even finish with her shocked protest. He looked so serious as he went to grabbing a box out from the truck rolled up her pant leg. It ended up a little tight where it was rolled up over her knee but she didn't say anything, just watching him with a raised brow now. Though, her eyes did dart down to her knee when he sprayed the peroxide on it. Having been used to bumps and scrapes, she didn't even flinch at the stinging.

But this was pretty much the most quiet Chassy got though. Though she was used to getting scuffs here and there, and maybe bigger than scuffs from time to time, she wasn't used to letting anyone help her with them. In fact, she usually just played it off like nothing happened and took care of it later. She actually cooperated for the time being, as she was trying to figure him out even while he was checking to make sure she was fine after he had finished bandaging her and stuff.

When he joked at her about her hurting herself to see if he'd come and help her, she snickered.

"Oh please. You know you wanted to hold me close, feel on me, and see a little leg. If you didn't, then you wouldn't have done all that over a little scuff." She quipped.

"I can tell you about a few more scrapes and scuffs if you want to play doctor some more." She teased.

[Corbin Jacobs]

Corbin wasn't going to say it outloud.. but Chassy was actually cuter than usual when she was a bit confused and trying to focus. When she calmed down.. observed the world instead of trying to be a noteworthy presence in it. When she was a touch vulnerable.. Which... honestly was just a little sad. That she was more pretty when she wasn't the person she put on that she was. But there wasn't much Corbin could do about that.. Especially not since she'd already sprung right back with his silly comment.

"If I'd really wanted to see your legs, I'd have just taken the pants off. You can be playful and flirty all you want, but you know that was about as professional as you're gonna get outside of a hospital. And that 'little scruff' might have gotten infected and ruined your month instead of just your jeans. Maybe you do need to be held close to somebody.. Clutz." Corbin grinned and rolled her pant leg back down, taking half a step back before leaning forward and - just to be an ass, really - flicked the spot on her knee he'd just bandaged up, cackling quietly to himself as he backed out of range of the girl in case she decided to swing at him.

"C'mon, weren't you hungry a minute ago? Something about torture, even? You ain't crippled, catch up.." Corbin was jogging backwards away from the truck.. If Chassy did try to catch him, he'd dodge sideways and around her. Because if she got to antagonize him, he got to antagonize right back.

[Chassy Trouble]

She crossed her arms and rose a brow at him when he came back with the comment of having taken her pants off if he really want4ed to see her legs and that what he had done had been about has professional as it could get outside of a hospital. She fave a "pfft" when he talked about how she might have needed to be held close by someone and called her a clutz. She was almost tempted to give him a hard time about rolling her pants leg back down but the flick that came soon after had her distracted from that.

"Some doctor you are." She commented even as he cackled and escaped out of range of what would have been a half harmless kick.

She wriggled a little in the seat before dropping down on her feet. As he went to teasing her, and commenting about her not being crippled after telling her to catch up, she ended up laughing a little and quickly catching up to him.

"You didn't really think that scuff was gonna get infected did you? I'm tougher than that. I mean, I got worse on my feet the other day while getting away from this demon dog thing." She told him with a raised brow.

[Corbin Jacobs]

"There's some seriously nasty stuff on roads, in dirt, in steel. If you can clean it out, bandage it up, prevent infection, prevent the scar.. why wouldn't you? I mean.. I don't really know how bad that hurts. I know that if there's more than a drop of blood, you should probably do something about it. Cause I don't bleed. Like, ever. I hardly feel pain.. cause it's really difficult to hurt me. So when I see somebody get hurt, see somebody in pain.. I mean, that's gotta suck, right? Busting your knee up? Even if you're used to it.. If I can help I wanna help."

Corbin almost let the rest of Chassy's jeers roll off his shoulders, but.. "Wait, what? Demon dog? How did a demon dog mess up your feet? And if it was worse than that, did you get it looked at? That can't be good, dude. Like.. shoes have tons of bacteria in them, too.. You realize Imma check that out later, right? Did you at least clean out whatever wounds? --And seriously? Demon dog?"

Because that had to be a meta, right? Or if not a meta, her imagination.. Was Chassy afraid of dogs? Cause demons didn't exist. Could have been a hallucination, a shifter, a sensory-something, a projector.... maybe a telepath? There were a lot of possibilities.. but none of the possibilities really explained why there was a demon dog... and how it caused Chassy to tear up her feet. Cause if it had literally gotten hold of her feet and physically hurt her, Corbin was going to hunt it's canine ass down. Especially if it was a shifter.

[Chassy Trouble]

"Very samaritan of you." Chassy teased.

"But really, it's not as bad as you're thinking. I've almost never used bandaids or anything like that and I'm just fine. I hardly even felt most of it. And the little I did feel could be ignored just fine. Sure, it stung like a bitch at first, but I had other things to think about. Hell, if I knew you were going to go all super-medic to the rescue on me, I might have kept my cursing to myself... But then again, it was kinda fun being scooped up like that." She added with a grin.

When he caught the part of demon dog and went to asking her about it, she snickered and put her hands in her pockets. She then laughed a little when he went on about how shoes carried bacteria and how he was going to check her feet later.

"My feet are fine, I shower and such so they're clean enough. They're probably not even bleeding anymore. It wasn't that bad." She replied with a shrug.

"And yeah, demon dog. Big fucker, about as tall as you, maybe even taller. The fucker probably would have ripped my guts out or something if I hadn't used my power on him and run the fuck out of there. I had to take my shoes off to run so he couldn't hear me." She told him.

A heavy shudder came from her and she actually walked closer to him not just to mess with him but from the memory of that feeling of that day. Chassy even had goosebumps lifted on her arms.