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hattie_notqueenI've only had two 'partners', as it were. The first, cam, I grew up with. Well, actually, he was already grown. I mean, he was kind of there when I was born, and then I grew up and literally saw him every day from the time I was like, two on. And he just was and I can't remember a day that I didn't love him.
It started when he taught me to play chess. I think I was seven. A few years after that, I started going on his daily jogs with him, he showed me the X-302's in the hangar, that kind of thing. When I hit sixteen, maybe closer to seventeen, he started to come find me for those kinds of things. He'd interrupt the translating I was doing with Dad, always waiting til he'd left of course.
New Year's is when it all boiled it over, right after I'd turned seventeen. That was the first time he kissed me. Nine months later, on my 18th birthday... well.
Anyway, that's how we met. I've just always known him.
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As for Kitt, I guess the best way to say we met is off the internet. Chat programs. Of course, I didn't know he was just using me to relieve his boredom in parking lots while waiting for Michael.
I didn't know he was a car, not until he said he'd come to Colorado to meet me. Then he gave me warning I think because he had to.
We went for a drive and talked and when I asked where he'd go if he had the chance? He said the Pacific Coast Highway. I'd never been, so off we went.
I have to interject here that I was crushing on a CAR. A car. I could barely admit it to myself, so there was no way I was going to admit it to um, HIM, but I did manage to ask if we were on a date. Right as I fell asleep. He was such a good sport, putting up with me.
Oh, how things progressed.
Anyway, that's how WE met. What a meeting.
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Hattie Jackson
372 Words
Stargate SG-1
It started when he taught me to play chess. I think I was seven. A few years after that, I started going on his daily jogs with him, he showed me the X-302's in the hangar, that kind of thing. When I hit sixteen, maybe closer to seventeen, he started to come find me for those kinds of things. He'd interrupt the translating I was doing with Dad, always waiting til he'd left of course.
New Year's is when it all boiled it over, right after I'd turned seventeen. That was the first time he kissed me. Nine months later, on my 18th birthday... well.
Anyway, that's how we met. I've just always known him.
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As for Kitt, I guess the best way to say we met is off the internet. Chat programs. Of course, I didn't know he was just using me to relieve his boredom in parking lots while waiting for Michael.
I didn't know he was a car, not until he said he'd come to Colorado to meet me. Then he gave me warning I think because he had to.
We went for a drive and talked and when I asked where he'd go if he had the chance? He said the Pacific Coast Highway. I'd never been, so off we went.
I have to interject here that I was crushing on a CAR. A car. I could barely admit it to myself, so there was no way I was going to admit it to um, HIM, but I did manage to ask if we were on a date. Right as I fell asleep. He was such a good sport, putting up with me.
Oh, how things progressed.
Anyway, that's how WE met. What a meeting.
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Hattie Jackson
372 Words
Stargate SG-1
