Nest facility base in Washington DC.
After the terror that was rised from the Decepticons had ended, Decepticon activity was low even rare, the battle stopped almost as soon as it begun.
Megatron was gone now what was to there to do, besides run the remaining Decepticons off the planet.
"Mirage, have you even listened to one damn word that came from me?!" Ratchet hissed snapping the racing red mech out of his thoughts.
"No, non proprio" Mirage sighed through his heavy italian accent, rolling his optics at the new second in command, at turning his helm towards the silver mech he stood beside.
"Mirage I am not playing games, you two can't go racing in the humans streets just because are fast, these aren't Cybertron's speedways where you can fly down and not worry about killing someone if you hit them!" Ratchet snarled at the two restless young mechs.
"Ok Ratch we get the point..." Sideswipe hissed in annoyance, finally having enough of the medics ranting.
"I hope so Sideswipe, Mirage I certainly hope that it got through your thick helm" Ratchet lowly growled before leaving the two young mechs.
"Can Ratchet go on about one thing forever or is it just me?" Sideswipe snorted with a snicker, raising an optic ridge as he watched Ratchet walk away.
"You got that right amico!" Mirage chuckled, nudging Sideswipe with his elbow.
"They didn't learn anything from my rant, they'll do it again, and Optimus is going to be on my ass about keeping them under control..." Ratchet sighed, complaining to Bumblebee, who was trying to help the humans with maintenance on the base, Ratchet shook his helm, leaning against a wall, watching the two mechs laugh.
"It only takes one bad thing to them or someone else, for them to learn" Bumblebee played from his radio, in reply to Ratchet's complaining.
"So I'm supposed to let them kill someone?" Ratchet asked pushing off the wall he leaned against.
"Doc you're losing me, prevent the chaos from happening" Bumblebee quickly replied to the medic, tossing some broken generators past the lime green medic.
"It's pretty sad that you're younger then them, and yet you have more maturity" Ratchet scoffed fixing his optics back on Mirage and Sideswipe.
"Don't be too quick to judge the book by it's cover, some hide better then others"
"Hmm, perhapes you are right, I know they are bored obviously, but perhapes their mental state is still shocked by the tragedy we went through recently" Ratchet sighed agreeing Bumblebee had some good points.
"Hey Mirage, you think your fancy sports car is enough motor to beat us?" Roadbuster challenged walking up to the silver corvette and racing red ferrari, with Leadfoot and Topspin.
"No we just got yelled at we better no..." Sideswipe shook his helm before getti g interupted by an heavy italian accent.
"We could tear the road past you and you wouldn't even know it!" Mirage scoffed taking the challenge, and automatically entering Sideswipe in it.
"Mirage, if we do we're going to have the Hatchet on our ass" Sideswipe whispered leaning over to Mirage.
"It's worth the risk amico, we were challenged!" Mirage replied giving Sideswipe a playful smack.
Realistically earth based sports vehichles vs Nascar, would never be a fair race, but their cybertronian tech gave the super speeds that humans have never dreamed of doing in a car, Mirage besides Blur, was known as one od the fastest Cybertronians known, wining many street races on Cybertron, named as the invisible victor, Mirage had never doubted his ability to beat the wreckers.
"Alright, we'll start on from here to the first exit on the highway!" Sideswipe said transforming, and reving his engine as the wreckers transformed into their nascar figures.
"You got it!" Roadbuster enthusiastically laghed, as he and the other wreckers reved their own engines.
"Ready go!" Leadfoot said peeling off with Topspin and Roadbuster.
"That was fair!" Sideswipe retorted, peeling out of the base with Mirage, screeching around the corner and onto the freeway.
"They didn't!" Ratchet said, jumping out from behind an aircraft we was welding.
"Uh oh, spaghettio!" Bumblebee facepalmed, after seeing the Corvette and Ferrari tear out of the base.
"I just yelled at them about this, dammit!" Ratchet growled throwing his wrench on the ground, and storming off to find Optimus.
"I wouldn't want to be Mirage or Sideswipe, right now" Colonel Lenox scoffed, from where he stood beside Bumblebee's ped.
"Duck and Cover, run for your lives, it's going to be hell on Earth!" Bumblebee nodded, watching the medic storm off.
On the freeway, the roar of engines echoed of the cement barriers following the freeway, humans squeeling to a halt, honking, and rearending eachother as the unusual war nascars sped past with a Corvette and Ferrari.
The sound of shifting gears and the speeds getting faster filled the air, as Sideswipe and Mirage were side by side with the three while the freeway was clear, at the moment.
"You finally caught up!" Topspin teased the two young mechs, as he sped up pulling slightly ahead of the Corvette.
"Yeah cause thatwas a real fair start!?" Sideswipe scoffed pulling up beside the wreckers.
"Yeah looks like your champion racer friend, is falling behind" Leadfoot remarked tilting his mirror to see the racing red Ferrari, falling behind them all.
"That's what you think!" Sideswipe smirked in his alt form, flickering his headlights at the Ferrari ahead of them.
"What, how'd that damn kid get infront!?" Roadbuster snarled, accelerating to catch Mirage as the first exit of the freeway appeared.
"I am no illusion!" Mirage taunted, putting his pedal to the floor hitting top speeds pulling way ahead, he flew onto the exit, and screeched doing a 360 halt.
Topspin was second, Sideswipe third Roadbuster fourth, and Leadfoot dead last.
"I want a rematch that was ridiculous!" Roadbuster growled in his thick scottish accent.
Before Mirage or Sideswipe could say anything the sound of Nest helicopters and vehichles came to their audios, and soon their sights, the helicopter circled them from above, while the sound and sight of an angry semi truck came towards them all.
"Mirage, Sideswipe, wrecker,s return to base immediately, you have caused significant damage to the humans!" Optimus sternly growled at the five tired race vehicles.
"We are in so much shit..." Sideswipe whispered to Mirage, as they slowly followed Optimus back to the base.
"Questo non è buono"
Sideswipe needed no translator for that, he knew exactly what the Racing red mech ment.
Amico= friend
non proprio= No not really
Questo non è buono= this isn't good
