Cars: Trip To Russia
Notes:
Ok so this cars story takes place after cars 1 but cars 2 or 3 doesn't exist and doc lives! Also The King isn't married but he's still retired and he will be apart of Lightning crew as assistant coach. (This story is also on ao3)
Lightning McQueen yawned as he pulled out of The Cozy Cone Motel. "Good morning Stickers," Sally drove up to him and kissed his cheek. "Morning sal," Lightning smiled and nuzzled back. "Lightnin'!" A loud voice broke the peaceful silence. The two cars turn around to see Mater driving towards them.
"Oh, hey Mater, what's going on?" Lightning ask, "Ya got a letter! Don't know where its from but it looks mighty fancy." Mater grinned, "Fine let me see it." Lightning drove down to Flo's v8 cafe. "Heard I got a letter." Lightning asked Red who pointed over to the table of mail. "Thanks Red!" Lightning smiled and went over to the table.
"Mmm..." Lightning blinked as he re-read the letter. "What's it say?" Mater glanced at the letter. "Uh...I think It's an invitation from Russia." All movement at Flo's stopped. "Russia!?" They all said in unison. Lightning nodded his hood and looked back at the letter.
"What's all the commotion so early in the morning?" Doc Hudson grumbled as he rode up to the group with The King and Sheriff not far behind. "I...I got invited to Russia for a race." Lightning explained sheepishly. Doc eyes widen and he drove up next to lighting. "Well I'll be rookie! You just got invited to the Russian Grand Prix!"
"Nice going kid," The King rode up to the younger car. "Not many racers in American get invited to the Russian Grand Prix." Lightning looked at the light blue Plymouth Superbird. "Really? Why?" He asked, The King shook his hood, "don't know, they just never do and when they do invite a racer it's one that's not really popular."
"You two come to my office so we can talk about this." Doc said then rode off with The King and Lightning following. Once inside the office Lighting shook the envelope and six passes fell out. "Six passes...so one for me, Doc, King, Luigi and Guido We got an extra one left."
"Why don't you take Sally?" Doc offered, Lighting shook his hood. "No, Sally's going to visit her family in a few days."
"What about Mater?" Lightning asked, "Uhhh..." both Doc and King looked at each other with uncertainty. "Kidding, kidding." Lightning chuckled, "mm..what about Sheriff? You've been wanting him to take a break from the job." Doc thought about it, "Yeah, that sounds like a good idea hotshot."
"So, when we leaving?" King questioned, Lightning looked at the letter. "Tomorrow." Doc looked at his clock. Which read 3:00 o'clock, "Well, we better get packing!" Doc grinned
"Rise and shine rookie!" Lightning eyes slowly open at the loud voice. "Doc!" Lightning whined, "it's too early!" A tire nudged his side, "come on kid. Time to go," The King told the younger car. "For what?" Lightning wondered still half a sleep. Both Doc and King looked at each other.
"The Russian Grand Prix!" Lightning looked at the two older cars for a moment. "Oh!" Lightning eyes snapped open in realization. "The race! Are we late?" Lightning drove out of his cone. Doc shook his hood, "No, the plane not ready until 1:00pm right now it's 11:30 we got time."
Lightning drove up next to the two cars. "So what did Sheriff say?" He asked, "He put up a small fuss but I got him to agree." Doc explained, "Now, let's get Sheriff." The three cars drove to Flo's. "Hey Sheriff!" Lightning called out to the 1949 Mercury Club Coupe police car who was drinking some oil. "What is it boy?" The Sheriff looked at the red car driving towards him. "You all pack for your vacation?" Lightning grinned as Sheriff glared at him.
"Come on Sheriff, lighten up." The King rode up next to Lightning wearing a smile. "We're about to leave in a few minutes so say your goodbyes." The group of cars went up to Lightning wishing him luck on his race. "Thanks guys!" Lightning smiled and drove over to doc. "You ready doc?"
"You know it hotshot." Doc smirked, "Let's go to Russia!"
After a long 12 hour flight the six cars drove out the plane into the airport. "I hate planes!" Lightning grumbled as he stretched out his tires. "It wasn't that bad." Sherriff commented, "that's because you five were asleep the entire time." Lightning grumbled, "Stop sulking kid." King rolled up next to the red car. "We're here so be happy." Lightning looked at the window. "That's a lot of snow..." Snow was all that the six cars could see.
"That? This is actually a light day for Russia." A thick Russian accent piped in. The six cars twirled around to see two cars behind them. "Hello!" The older car out of the two spoke, "My name is Aleksei Petrov and this is my nephew Ivan Petrov." The older car gestured his tire to the dark colored car. "Удовольствие встретить вас." (1) The car spoke, "Uhh..." The six cars trailed off staring at the black, grey and blue car.
"Oh! My apologies! My nephew does not speak english but he can understand it." Aleksei explain, "That's alright... is Ivan a racer?" Lightning question, "Ah, yes! The best in all of Russia!" Aleksei boasted, Ivan blankly looked at the six foreign cars. "Мы идем в отель или нет?" (2) Ivan huffed looking annoyed, "Manners my little nephew!" Aleksei voice boomed as he playfully nudged Ivan side. Ivan growled slightly and moved away from his uncle, "без разницы." (3)
The six cars looked at each other. "So," Lightning began, "do you two know who invited me to the Russian Grand Prix race?" Aleksei bursted out into laughter whil Ivan chuckled. "You Americans are hilarious! There hasn't been an American in the for over 10 years!" Lightning showed the two Russians his invitation. "But I got an invite." The laughter immediately ceased.
"Они позволили американцам участвовать в гонке!" (4) Ivan seethed, "So you must be the racers we are suppose to pick up." Aleksei gasped, Ivan glared at the foriegn cars. "Я должен поделиться с ними гостиничный номер!?" (5) Aleksei chuckled nervously, "Now now, calm down Ivan."
Ivan scoffed and drove away leaving the seven cars staring at the empty space. Aleksei sad sigh broke the awkward silence. "Please forgive my nephew, he hasn't been the same since the death of his mother." He apologized, "What happened to her?" Lightning ask the black and grey Dodge Ramcharge. "...We don't really talk about it." Aleksei quietly said then shook his hood.
"Enough of this depressing mood. Let me show you all to your hotel." Aleksei drove off with lighting close behind him. "Finally!" Lightning cried out and drove after Aleksei with Luigi and Guido behind him. Doc, King and Sheriff chuckled at the younger car behaviour before following the four.
Welcome to Russia!
Notes:
Ok! So how was the first chapter? Bad? Okay? Good? I would love some feedback on this chapter and how I did for a first time. Also I used google and online translation for the Russian so it may not be completely accurate.
Translation:
1. (Pleasure to meet you)
2.(Are we going to the hotel or not?)
3. (Whatever)
4. (They allowed the Americans to race!)
5. (I am supposed to share a hotel room with them!?)