Yay! My first Cars fic. I promise the chapters will get longer. Disclaimer: I don't own Cars but I do own the mystery car.
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After a long day of hauling Bessie around the tuners started to turn in for the night. All four grumbled at their cramped space in the impound. That day their sentence to community service was just extended after the town found out that they were responsible for Lightning McQueen's near death experience on Interstate 40. After situating a comfortable space between them so they wouldn't be snoring on each other, all four closed their eyes to drift off into their own worlds. That was until they heard scraping against the impounds fence. Boost was the first to open his eyes. Standing on the other side of the fence were the twin 1990 Mazda Miatas, Mia and Tia. "Great," Boost thought," As if they don't bug us enough while we're pulling the stupid asphalt maker."
Boost rolled his eyes "You know there is a curfew in this town." Tia giggled," We just wanted to ask you guys if you would go out with us!" Wingo and DJ come out from behind Boost, chuckling," We would but we have these blasted parking boots to weigh us down." "No silly, we were wondering if you would go with us when you were done with your community service," squealed Mia. Boost sighed and allowed his crew to flirt with the airhead show cars while remaining in between Wingo and DJ since there was no room for him to move.
Snot Rod quietly sat in the back. He didn't dare approach the group; he knew that he didn't have a chance impressing one of the girls. He was the dorky wanna be of the gang, he was slow, he wasn't tough like the rest, and he didn't have as dazzling of a paint job as the others although all of them were coated in tar at the moment. Even at the moment no one even seemed to acknowledge his existence. He had to smile to himself knowing that his companions must be really destparate at finding girlfriends since they were flirting with two girl cars that were more clueless than him. How far the mighty had fallen.
He was just about to doze off when he heard the roar of an engine. In the distance he saw a yellow neon glow coming from a car. The car was so far away that he couldn't tell what kind it was or its gender, but he knew one thing, it was a tuner. "Hey Boss! Have a look at this," he called to Boost in a congested voice. Boost gazed out at the tuner in the distanced and revved his engine angrily. "They obviously don't know that this is our turf," growled DJ. "Should we teach them a lesson Boost?" added Wingo. "No, we'll let them go," replied Boost," We're locked in here and have these parking boots on our wheels. There is no way we could catch them." DJ, Wingo, and Snot Rod were shocked that their leader was giving up so easily and that he was letting a trespasser get away with such an act. Mia and Tia decided that they should leave; not wanting to get caught in the cross fire of the gangs rivalry, they headed back to their rooms at the Cozy Cone.
When Boost was sure the twins were truly gone he muttered to his team," But when we get these boots off we'll teach them a lesson they'll never forget, although I think we won't see them ever again. We're the most fear gang out here." DJ and Wingo began chuckling at the thought of getting revenge on the trespasser. "I bet they are already crossing the state border knowing that we'll beat the crud out of them if they come back," laughed DJ.
Everyone began settling down for the night. Snot Rod lazily gazed out where he could still see a faint glow of the car's neon lights out near Willy's Butte. Sleep was just about to over come him when the town's tow truck, Mater, started holler'n," IT'S THE GHOSTLIGHT!" at the car in the distance.
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