Lani finished straightening up the garage, and looked around at her handiwork; knowing that it would be back to the way it was before she cleaned it up tomorrow. She glanced at her watch. 11:58 p.m. Why couldn't they drivers keep their stations neat? The only organized one was Karma.
She gave one more look around, and left the room.
Bassline turned her headlights on, "She's gone!" She revved.
"Yeah, and she's gonna come back if you break your muffler!" Rivited exclaimed.
"Calm down girlfriend!" Hollowback said. "She does this every night, and nobody comes down."
"Well, what if someone hears tonight? That Tam girl just left two minutes ago!"
"Rivited! Girl, calm down. Even if someone did come down, it's not like we can't shut down again. We do it all the time now! Thanks to Tezla," Battle Spec grumbled.
"Do you have a problem with Tezla Spec?" Chicane asked.
"Not personally," she answered. "But my boy does, and if he doesn't like the doc, neither do I."
"Well then," Spine Buster began, "It looks like we have something in common Spec. We both have owners that have problems with someone. Except that my kid has problems with, 'your boy'."
"Hey! My boy didn't do anything to that kid of yours!"
"Says you girlfriend!"
"Ookay!" Ratified butted in, "So, uh, Pile driver, how are you dents?"
Hm? Dents? Oh, yeah…..They're fine. I can't feel them. I just wish he wouldn't take that sledgehammer to me, what'd I ever do to him? Oh well, he's the human. Bassline! Turn your blasted music off!"
Bassline looked at her mechanical 'friend.' "What's wrong if I put on a little music?"
"It might wake someone up stupid!" Spine Buster growled.
And it's annoying, Rivited mentally (?) added.
"Someone's coming!" Spectyte cried.
They all turned off their engines just as the door opened.
Lani walked in. She glanced around, making sure that everything was alright.
"What, exactly are you doing up this late?" She jumped at the mechanical voice of Gig.
"I thought I heard something."
"It was probably your imagination."
Lani sighed, "That's why I said thought. 'Night Gig."
"Goodnight." He said, watching her leave.
The door closed.
Reverb's lights came on, "Thanks Gig."
"You're welcome. But you all should be more quiet."
"We will!" The cars answered simultaneously, then burst into a fit of girly car giggles. Even Rivited and Chicane.