Fic: A Presidential Road Trip 1/?
Title: A Presidential Road Trip 1/?
Characters: Jon Stewart, "Stephen Colbert", Jimmy Kimmel, Jimmy Fallon, Craig Ferguson, a bear
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: A few curses?
Summary: Jon and Stephen go on a road trip to try to spend time together and then craziness happens!
Author' Note: Same universe as The Presidental Dilemma.
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Washington D.C.,
The White House,
Thursday August 14, 2014
The Oval Office- Early Afternoon
“Jon, I have the perfect idea for us to spend more time together!” Stephen yelled as he burst into the room.
Jon looked up for his daily huge stack of paper and frowned at him. Lately Stephen has been having ideas about Jon and him spending time together that have land on various levels on the crazy scale. Jon put his head in his hands as he waited to hear the latest crazy thought Stephen has been having in his brain.
“We should go on a road trip!” Stephen said. Jon’s eyes widened. That was actually a decent idea. But...
“Stephen, I have a bill I need to finishing looking over. I have to sign it on Monday.”
“So? We’ll be back by Sunday evening!” Stephen said. “Please Jon?”
Jon looked in Stephen brown eyes and knew he couldn’t protest any longer. He also knew that he needed a break from the tiring day to day stress of being the president. Besides, he can bring the bill to read during the trip.
“Alright,” Jon said and Stephen cheered.
“Great, we’re leaving tomorrow morning. By the way, I don’t call shotgun!” Stephen added as he flew through the door.
After Stephen left, Jon began to have second thoughts. Could the White House- and the country- handle three days without a president? Probably, since Jon knew that Jimmy Fallon could handle any situation that could possibly unfold within three days. Jon kept reminding himself that nothing crazy will happen on this little road trip they’re having.
Well, Jon hoped not.
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Outside the White House- Friday Morning
Jon and Jimmy F. stood by the White House gates as Stephen loaded the rented car. “You remember my cell phone number, right?” Jon asked for the sixth time that day.
Jimmy F. sighed but said, “Yep. It’s 202-555-0683.”
“Alright. Good,” Jon said, still a bit uneasy about leaving. He began to walk towards the car but stopped and said, “Seriously Jimmy, in case of an emergency you need to call me. Even if the littlest problem occurs, I know it seems like it’s not a big deal, but trust me, call me alright?”
Jimmy resisted rolling his eyes. Jon always gave this speech when he left the White House. It looks like today was no exception, despite the fact that Jon will still be in the United States, rather than out.
“Yes sir,” Jimmy said and then pushed Jon towards the car. “Now go have fun!”
As soon as Jon climbed into the car Jimmy ran back inside the White House. “Hey everyone!” he yelled and the White House staff stopped what they were doing.
“Stewart and Colbert are out! IT’S PARTY TIME!” The staff whooped and hollered, and soon the White House was in a frenzy as they all gathered what they needed for the party.
Jimmy smiled. He didn’t know what will happened to Jon and Stephen on their trip but he knew one thing: He was going to have a great three-day weekend.
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Highway- Washington D.C. to Virginia
Late Morning
Stephen eyed Jon as he put on his seatbelt. “Are you ready to go on this trip?”
“Not really, but I’m going to do it anyway,” Jon sighed and ran a hand through his hair. Stephen observed this and decided Jon wasn’t exactly in the traveling spirit. He was going to remedy that.
“You know what? It looks like you’re really stressed right now,” Stephen said. “And as you know, the only way to get rid of stress is listening to good ol’ patriotic music!”
Jon protested, “Stephen, no-” but Stephen already turned on the radio and the first notes of ‘God Bless the U.S.A.’ flooded the car.
Jon groaned. It wasn’t that he didn’t like the song, it’s just Stephen played it every time Jon was stressed. And ever since he became president, that was all the time.
To make it worse, as he started to drive Stephen began to sing along to the music at the top of his lungs. Stephen had a great singing voice, but combined with the song and the headache that he was now developing, he couldn’t find the will to appreciate it.
When Stephen started to encourage him to sing along too Jon sighed. They weren’t even at the highway yet and he was already regretting going on this trip. He hoped that this was going to worse part of the trip because if it wasn’t, he’ll need some aspirin.