Hello, welcome to my SECOND humanized Cars Story (not including one-shots)! I hope you all will enjoy this as much as I will enjoy writing this! This is all based around Mater's daughter, (as you can see from above, Holley is not the mother) Taylor Florence Mater.
This is set about six months before Cars 2 starts.
Disclaimer: I do not own any recognizable characters, those are property of The Disney Company. I do own Mildred, Naya, Harriet, Hayley, Harvey, and Taylor and that's about it.
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It was the day that the forty year old Mater thought, and hoped, would never come. The day that his little girl, Taylor, was to get married.
If he were to be honest, he didn't want it to happen. She was his little girl. The little girl he raised on his own with the help of her grandparents. The little girl who kept him sane after the death of his parents. The little girl who stood in front of him, clad in a wedding dress. His little girl who was getting married that day.
After Taylor's birth, his girlfriend, Mildred Rivera, had vanished, leaving a note behind on how the eighteen year old girl was not ready for the responsibility of Motherhood.
But the nineteen year old Mater knew he wouldn't have to raise her alone. He had Flo and Ramone, Mildred's parents. He had Harper Hornet, who had just given birth to her and Doc's youngest son, Hudson, who was also the person that Taylor was marrying.
Harper was a big help to Mater, who struggled to adapt to Parenthood. She taught him how to change Taylor's diaper, how to hold her. She taught him how to tie her hair in a pony tail after Mater epically failed on his first try when she was four. She even gave Mater all of Hermione's, her daughter, clothes that she had outgrown.
"Daddy?" Came the soft, southern bell voice of Taylor. Mater snapped out of his daze and looked at his daughter. Her waist length, curly, dark brown hair was in a French braid that was twisted around the back of her neck in an elegant bun. Flo was behind her, tying the bow that hugged her waist, being careful of the slight bump that was still barely visible. Her bright blue eyes were shinning as she stared at her father.
Mater was proud of his daughter. Even though she had gotten pregnant at the age of twenty-two. She didn't try to live in denial that she was pregnant. She knew what it was like. Having a single father raise her. Not knowing anything about her mother except for a few old photos she had found of her in her grandparents attic and the diary that her mother had kept when she was pregnant.
"Yer look so purrty, Taylor." Mater said as he gave his daughter a careful hug.
"Thanks, daddy." Taylor said as she kissed her fathers cheek and placed a hand at her small bump.
There was a knock at the door, "Come in!" Taylor called out, and Sally entered the bridal room.
"Don't you look beautiful!" Said the twenty-seven year old. Sally was clad in a cyan dress that was cut off at the knee that slanted to the mid thigh. Her long midnight hair was curled down the small of her back.
"I can't wait till I get officially married." She sighed as she walked over to her friend and gave her a hug.
"Just you wait, Miss Sally, one day yous and McQueen are finally gonna be officially hitched." Mater said with a chuckle.
"The private investigator still haven't found him?" Taylor asked her. Sally and Lightning were supposed to be married two years ago, but the FBI had come in during the wedding and Sally and Lightning were told that Sally was already married.
Per Taylor's suggestion, they ran off, telling everyone to enjoy the reception and they headed off to their honeymoon. During the two weeks they were away, the press had a field day with the story.
When they got back, the towns folk referred to them as husband and wife regardless of what the United States of America and Fiji said.
Sally shook her head, "She's doing the best she can. But she did find his last address and is heading down there tomorrow to try to track him down some more."
"We'll that's good. I just hope I can still fit into my bridesmaid dress by thin." Taylor said as the two girls giggled.
"There." Flo said as she fastened a hair clip in her granddaughters hair. It was the same one that Flo had used when she had gotten married to Ramone.
It was made of silver and had sapphires decorating around the end. She wore it as something blue and something old. She wore a pair of white pearl earrings that was borrowed from Sally.
For something new, she had a new pair of shoes on. Being the tomboy that she was, she argued against her grandmother about the topic of her having to wear heels on her wedding day, especially while he was six weeks pregnant. They finally decided on flat, white shoes with a half inch heel.
Taylor looked at her self in the mirror and spun, the dress flowing out around her as she twirled. "It's beautiful." She said, "Thanks, grandma." She said as she gave her grandmother a hug.
"You're welcome, honey." Flo replied as her granddaughter pulled away.
"Are we all set?" Came the voice of Naya, (pronounced Nigh- (like High) A) Flo's other daughter. She was clad in a red dress, her midnight hair hung in ringlets that stopped at her back.
"Yup." Flo said as she stood next to Mater.
"Well, don't you look beautiful." Naya said as she approached her niece and gave her a hug.
"Thanks, Titi Naya." Taylor replied. (I'm Hispanic and when referring to an aunt, I use Titi, a great aunt would be Tia.)
"I guess it's time." Mater said.
Taylor gave a nod and Flo, Sally, and Naya left the room, leaving Mater and Taylor by themselves.
Taylor approached her father and put her hands at his tie. It had come undone somehow during the course of time that Taylor took getting ready.
"You didn't have to wear a tie, Daddy." Taylor said as she pulled the tie down to secure it. "You could have just worn your overalls with a white shirt."
"It's your weddin' day, Tay. I wanted to do it right." He said before chuckling, "Day Tay. That's funny right dere."
Taylor chuckled and shook her head at her father as she took his arm and the two walked out of the room and towards the door. Upon arriving, Sally gave the signal to the twenty-four year old Red, who was at the organ, to play the wedding march.
As the music played, the flower girl, Hayley Hornet, daughter of Harry and Harriet Hornet, walked down the isle, disposing of the lily petals as she walked towards the alter. Behind her was the Ring Bearer, Harvey Hornet, Hayley's brother.
Next was the maid of honor, which was Sally, accompanied by the best man, Lightning. If it wasn't for Lightning having talked to Hudson when he returned to Radiator Springs after having no contact with his father for almost a decade, Hudson as well as Harry, were able to reestablish their relationship right before Doc had died.
After them was Mater and Taylor. Taylor took a deep breath before she took the footstep that led to the opening of the isle. The wedding was held outside along the stretch of mother road. Taylor looked ahead to see Hudson standing with his hands clasped behind him. The towns folk and guests were seated on the sidewalk, Taylor's family on the left, Hudson's on the right.
Once they reached the end, Sheriff took his place in the front. Mater gave Hudson Taylor's hands and whispered, "You best take care of my little girl." He said, before taking his seat.
Taylor saw Hudson's gaze drift over to the two empty seats where his parents would have sat. Taylor gave his hands a squeeze and smiled, which he returned.
After they exchanged their vows and kissed, it was off to Flo's Cafe for the reception. As Taylor hugged her father, she saw a figure standing behind a cone at the Cozy Cone. Taylor's eyes widened and her body tensed as she recognized the figure.
Mater, who felt his daughter's muscles tighten, turned around and saw the figure.
It was a women with curly ebony hair and piercing blue eyes. The same blue as Taylor's. The same blue as Ramone's.
"Daddy..." Taylor said as her father let her go.
"Stay here, Taylor." He said. Taylor raised an eyebrow but before she could reply, Mater took off running towards the women, who quickly darted away from Mater.
"McQueen!" Mater yelled over his shoulder to his best friend. The twenty-five year old Lightning took a quick glance and quickly ran after his best friend, quickly catching up to him.
"Taylor." Hudson said, placing his hands on his wife's shoulders, his voice laced with concern and worry.
"Sweetie?" Flo said, as she saw Mater and Lightning run towards the cone. "What's wrong?"
"I just saw my mom." Taylor whispered, letting out a breath she didn't know she was holding.
Well there you go folks! Drama, right? What do you think will happen in the next chapter? I know it's moving kinda slow right now. But I just want to establish some things first then we'll head back in time to December 21, 1989, which is when Taylor was born and it will progress with longer chapters. I'm thinking that each chapter will be anywhere from 2 weeks to a month.
Oh, anyone catch the Glee reference in this chapter?