Surprising Allies: A Cars Fanfic: Chapter 1
"Ready, Francesco?" Lightning said.
"Ready fenders." Francesco said.
The two cars started to 'wheel wrestle' each other in Francesco's backyard. Francesco gave Lightning, Sally, and Mater tickets to fly out to Porto Corsa, Italy. Though Lightning objected, Sally and Mater outvoted him. Francesco and Lightning have been competing since the WGP incident, not only in racing but in other sports. Francesco soon developed a nickname for Lightning, naming him 'fenders' because Francesco had opened wheels.
"You know, you're pretty strong." Lightning said.
"Well that is because we Italians are healthy eaters, Americans, not so much." Francesco smugly said.
"Oh really, I heard you sometimes hog all of the tiramisu cake when you go out to eat with your mother."
"WHAT?"
This was Lightning's chance, he took this advantage and slammed Francesco's tire down.
"You tricked me!"
"I can't help it if your mother tells me your little secrets."
"Mama!" and Francesco drove into the kitchen where his mother was.
Just then Sally drove over.
"You know Stickers; you've been having a lot of competition with Francesco lately, why don't you just relax and enjoy?"
"Sorry Sally, it's just that we keep going at each other, anyway, where's Mater?"
"Oh he wanted to go around town and explore."
"You think he'll get lost?"
"Nah, he's been here before with Finn and Holley, remember?"
"Right, so maybe you and I could, you know, relax together."
Sally giggled. "Okay, but later, I promised I'd go shopping with Francesco's mother."
"Okay."
Just then Francesco came over.
"Well then McQueen, seeing how you know my little eating habit secret, how about you and Francesco go racing."
"When and where?"
"Right now, on my racing turf."
"Okay then, let's go."
As Lightning went to leave, Sally look at him worried.
"Don't worry Sally; we won't be long, besides it's just us, what's the worst thing that could happen?"
. . .
Soon Francesco and Lightning were racing on the track for one lap.
Just as Francesco made a turn, he edged himself too much on the dirt, and was soon sliding into a ditch under one of the stands. Before he could get a holding, he suddenly slid into some hole.
Luckily Lightning saw it and went quickly over to it.
"Francesco, are you okay?"
"I think so; I'm stuck in some sort of hole."
"Okay, I'll try to pull you out."
Lightning began to pull him out, but suddenly the ground under him gave way and he fell too.
"Well this is just great, how are we going to get out of here?" Lightning said.
"Wait, I can hear voices." Francesco said.
Sure enough, there were voices coming from a dark side of the hole.
"Is it loading carefully?" one voice said, sounding German.
"Sure Professor, we'll be done soon." Another voice said.
"Oh no, you don't think that's…" Francesco said.
"Professor Zundapp, yeah, now we really have to get out of here." Lightning said.
They tried to back away to another exit, but suddenly they bumped into Victor Hugo and Ivan!
"You two!" Victor said.
"Well, what an unusual surprise." Ivan said.
"Well we just fell accidently so we'll be leaving now." Francesco nervously said.
But before they could back away again they felt something blocking their path.
"I wouldn't do that if I were you." Said a British voice.
They turned around to see none other than Miles Axelrod along with some black lemons holding them at gunpoint.
"You're going to come with us." Ivan said.
The two cars looked at each other helplessly and were led further from escape.