Author's Notes: Chapter two of my story! And no Lightning does not have a formula for speed. That is actually a joke which apparently Chick didn't get. He'll find out soon...The hard way! Well enjoy and happy reading!
Chick went into Lightning's tent looking around for the fomula "It's gotta be in here somewhere..."
He found a cabinet in the tent and saw it cracked open a bit. He instantly perked up "aha! There you are!"
He opened the cabinet and looked in it reading labels "Hmm let's see...Rusteze...Crome polish...window cleaner..." He looked at one bottle and blushed eyes wide seeing it quickly moving it aside.
He soon found a formula and picked it up in his tire smirking "There it is! Mcqueen's speed formula!"
Now what Chick had picked up wasn't Lightning's "speed" formula. It was actually chassis rust remover...
Chick looked at the small green bottle chuckling "With this formula I'm a sure win! Now let's see.." He turned it over to instructions but didnt' read it "Ah I don't need these directions..." He opened the bottle and drank it.
Chick's eyes went wide and spit the formula that was left in his mouth back out in disgust "Ah! ugh that stuff tastes awful! blech!" He then glared at the bottle "You disgust me..." he threw away far from him but then smirked "Well look at the bright side Hicks at least you'll beat Mcqueen!"
He decided to try out his new speed. He revved his engine happily and drove over to the track to test out his "enhanced" speed.
Chick raced around the track but on the fifth lap he stopped feeling woozy "Ah..must be a small..side effect from the formula..."
He soon turned pale a bit and lowers down with a groan.
Lightnining had his own problems. He was racing around as fast as he could with a group of fangirls on his bumper. He swerved into a dark corner and the fangirls ran by.
The red stock panted and sighed in relief "Glad that's over...I don't mind fans it's the chase I don't prefer..."