Nicknames
By: AndiKaneUnderwood
Ty-Rux as Tyler "Ty" Rickson
Revvit as Ryan/Riley "Revvit" Victors
Skya as Skyler "Sky" Appythart
Click-Clack as Cedric "Click-Clack" Carney
Ace as Amber "Ace" Carney
Waldo as Wallace "Waldo" Dimmerson
Ton-Ton as Thomas "Ton-Ton" Smith
Dozer as Dylan/Dixie "Dozer" Zimmerman
D-Strux as Dakota "D-Strux" White
And
Skrap-it as Samuel "Skraps" Victors
(A/N: Revvit and Dozer have two names because I can see them as boy or girl.)
"Hey, Revvit!" Tyler "Ty" Rickson yelled as the "Dinotrux" Team looked around the courtyard for their ace mechanic, Ryan "Revvit" Victors. This included Ty, Revvit, Skyler "Sky" Appythart, Cedric "Click-Clack" Carney, Amber "Ace" Carney, Wallace "Waldo" Dimmerson, Thomas "Ton-Ton" Smith, and Dylan "Dozer" Zimmerman
Ace looked at Ty as she stepped back from the soccer team's locker rooms. "Y'know Ty, you never did tell us how Ryan got his nickname." She said, moving to a bush outside the school gym.
"He never told you?" Ty asked, keeping his voice down as he pulled open a door to peek inside the gym in case the Soccer Team was running long.
Click-Clack shook his head. "No. He was always busy in the garage, with soccer, trying to fix my car, or hanging out with you."
"Oh, well, it started out like this." Ty told them, turning to face them.
Dinotrux~Dinotrux~Dinotrux
Ryan (soon to be Revvit) Victors moved around the "Reptool's Garage" flawlessly, checking a car here, moving a wrench over there, and bleeding a motorcycle's breaks on down the line. As he worked, he hummed the garages "theme song" under his breath. He slowed down once his projects of the morning where finished. "There." he wiped the sweat from his forehead, making his blonde/green tipped hair stick up oddly. "All done." Pulling a rag from his back pocket and rubbed the grease off his hands as he started back towards the open door on the far end of the building that connected to his home.
Halfway to the door, however, three loud bags echoed through the metal building. Ryan sighed and hung his head, then breathed in and composed himself, turning to the garage doors. The "Reptool's Garage" was something Ryan had worked hard for. It was founded on good work and speedy service, and Ryan wasn't going back on his word. So, moving around his carefully organized tools and bits, a spotless lift with nothing on it, and three newly fixed motorcycles, he pulled open the garage door. "Hi, welcome to the Reptool's Garage. I am Ryan, how can I help you?" he asked as he looked up at a ginger haired male with forest green eyes.
"Hey, I'm Tyler. I heard from a friend that this is the best garage in town." The male replied, a smile on his face.
"Well, I like to think so." Ryan retorted, a proud smile on his face
"That's great. My truck just shut down on me about three miles out. I can't get it to start back up and I've tried to fix it with what little I know about motors and pistons. I'm going nuts trying to figure out what's wrong with it, but I'm coming up with nothing. Could you help me?" Tyler requested.
"Sure I can. You said three miles out? We cannot get there fast enough on foot. You do not mind riding a motorcycle, do you?"
"No, not at all. Let's go."
"Okay, come on in. I will get the bike, could open the doors?"
Short minutes later, Ryan and Tyler where speeding down the road on a newly fixed green-and-yellow bike. Ryan in front guiding the bike and wearing a green helmet and Ty in back holding on to Ryan's shoulders for dear life and wearing a red helmet.
Ty scanned the side the side of the road for his truck. When he spotted it, he tugged Ryan's shoulder to get his attention and pointed to a red Ford truck with a tyrannosaurus-Rex painted on the side and a slightly smoking hood. "There!"
Ryan pulled up to the side door of the truck. Pulling off his helmet, he looked at the red vehicle with startled brown eyes. "By my bits, Ty, what did you do?" he cried, looking at the crushed in door on the passenger side as he dismounted his bike.
"What? Oh, I didn't do that. Dakota White decided he wanted me off his campus, and tried to ram me off the side of the school's cliff. I managed to get away before he could, but he left me with that and I can't get it out. I'm saving whatever money I can for a new door to put on." Ty replied.
"I see. Well, let's get a look under the hood. Can you hit the switch and try to start the engine?" Ryan asked, walking over to the vehicle.
Ty nodded, getting off the bike and jogging over to the driver's side. He popped the hood and Ryan lifted the heavy metal. Sharp brown eyes roamed over every inch of the motor, narrowed in concentration. He signaled for Ty to start the engine and the truck's keys turned to start the car.
It spluttered, belching out black smoke into the blonde's face and Ryan had to pull back with a mouth full of soot. Ty turned the key back and leaned out the window at the sound of coughing. "Ryan? You alright?"
After hacking his lungs out, Ryan popped up and nodded. "All good. Check the tail pipe for blockage. It might be clogging the transmission or the gas tank." He suggested.
Ty got out of the truck and walked around to the tail gate, leaning down to the tail pipe. "Hey, how did this get in here?" he asked, reaching for and dislodging a black stuffed doll from the pipe. "Got it!" he called to the blonde.
"Start it up again!" Ryan called back, slamming the hood. "That must be it, because there is nothing up here."
Ty tossed the doll in the back seat and climbed in behind the wheel. He turned the key and the engine fired up, tail pipe blowing out the black smoke, then clear, white smoke. "Alright!" he pushed down on the gas pedal, revving the engine.
Ryan stopped halfway to his bike. "Rev it again, Ty." he requested, turned back towards the truck.
Ty obliged, thinking that Ryan was hearing something he wasn't.
"Again."
"Is something wrong?" Ty asked.
"There will be if you do not rev it again." Ryan teased, coming to stand beside the truck.
Ty laughed, pressing down on the petal again.
"Oh, it is like music. Rev it again!"
"Okay."
Ty continued to rev up the engine for his new friend, until he remembered something very crucial to his truck and shut off the motor.
"Why did you stop?" Ryan asked, coming out of his daze.
"I've literally only got gas money for the next three weeks and I don't get paid until Mr. Tanner does, that's next month. I've gotta save gas until payday."
"Okay." Ryan pulled back with a sigh, shaking his head as he walked over to his bike.
"Come on; let me give you a ride. Maybe you could give my truck a tune up?" Ty offered.
Ryan's eyes lit up. "Absolutely!" He pulled his bike into the bed of Ty's truck and pulled himself into the high seated passenger's seat.
Once Ryan was secured in his seat, Ty started the truck again and began driving back to the Reptool Garage.
Ryan sighed, listening to the engine purr. "You have this truck in tip-top shape; it must take a lot of time and care to keep it that way. Your exterior is wonderful and there's no damage or chips other than the dent on this side. Your interior is flawlessly perfect too. I don't," He cut off with a yelp as a large white-and-black truck with a claw attached to the back rammed into the red and black truck.
"It's D-Strux! Hang on, Ryan!" Ty said, putting the truck into gear and speeding off a safe distance from the truck. He stopped and looked at Ryan. "Get out, get to safety. You don't wanna mess with this guy."
Ryan nodded, pushing open the door and jumping out of the truck, then running around the back and pulling his bike off the truck bed.
Once Ryan was clear, Ty sped back down the road and rammed his truck into the other black-and-white one.
Ryan pulled his helmet over his head and started the bike. I'll get back to the garage, there has to be something there to help. He rode back to the garage and, with carelessness very unlike him, dropped the bike, running inside the building.
Ty grunted as the other truck rammed into his again, shaking the dashboard and making Ty angry. At least he can't hurt Ryan. Just then the sound of Ryan's motorcycle engine revving up came through his ears. He looked out the window to see his new friend's green-and-yellow bike coming back from the Reptool's Garage with a tight grip on his handle bars.
Ty's eyes widened. "Ryan!" he gasped, and then was ripped from his thoughts when he had to throw the truck in reverse to avoid getting his front end crushed.
Ryan moved fast, zipping around the larger truck with the fastest possible speed his bike could go. He came to the first tire. Once he was sure the bike was steady, he took one hand off the handle bars and reached into a bag at his hip. Fast as lightning, he whipped out a nail and threw it at the tire with perfect precision.
Now, many would think that a nail couldn't do much damage, but Ryan's nail where kept as sharp as cat claws. Even at a slow speed, the nail could do some damage. It slashed the tire and hit the ground, screwing with the tire even more as D-Strux ran over them. Ryan repeated this action with all three of the other tires.
D-Strux's tires went flat, and the white door was thrown open. A larger man growled as he jumped out of the truck. Black eyes snapped over to look at the youngest person there, which just so happened to be Ryan Victors.
The person in his sight was leaning on his handlebars with a smirk on his face. "Hey, D-Strux! Are your tires flat?" he asked.
Dakota growled, and then roared at the blonde male. "Ryan!" he yelled, charging forward.
Ty scoffed, putting his truck in gear and rolling it in front of his new friend, the passenger side door facing Ryan.
He climbed up to sit on the door. "Sorry, D-Strux, you can't touch him." He told the larger male while Ryan put his bike into the truck bed and climbed back into the passenger seat. Ty climbed back into his truck and started the engine, then drove back to the Reptool's Garage.
~Dinotrux~
Ryan wheeled out from under the truck. "And done." he said, sitting up and wiping grease from his hands.
"Great, now all I need is a new door and I'm set." Ty replied, helping Ryan up. "By the way, would you mind if I called you Revvit?"
"No, but why?" Ryan asked.
"Cause you love to hear the sound of a fine tuned engine rev," Ty winked, "Revvit."
Ryan just laughed. "Okay Ty."
Dinotrux~Dinotrux~Dinotrux
"And that's how it happened." Ty concluded.
"Nice story." Revvit commented from behind them. The gang jumped and turned.
"Rev, please, stop doing that!" Ty pleaded.
"Where is the fun in that?" Revvit replied, leaning against the hood of Ty's truck.
"Point taken. Okay, gang, now that where all here, lets get to work on the repairs to the garage!" Ty called, climbing into his truck.
Revvit nodded to his fellow Reptools and climbed in the passenger side.
And so another day in the Flatirons began.