One Step Too Far

by The-Ultimate-Gamez

Basically, a lot like Cars 2 but with different twists. Lightning and co. go to a new Grand Prix taking place in Europe, but is confronted by Francesco, who is back to square one with his foolish ways, but soon gets a taste of his own medicine when he takes it a step too far Written in my own way when I was 15 It didn't get much reception on dA so I decided to bring it here instead

2. One Step Too Far: Chapter Two

One Step Too Far: Chapter Two

"Real or No Real"

Lightning pondered and wondered. Before he could ask, he started to regard consequences. Should he really go? Would it be worth it? What if the Lemons show up and ruin everything again? What if this Grand Prix is a scam? All these possibilities swirled around in McQueen's mind before, again, he got interrupted.

"Honey? Lightning? Are you alright?" Sally asked, worrying about Lightning's staring into space. Lightning snapped back into reality. He finally paid attention and asked "I dunno...Did you see that advert? It really had me thinking" Lightning admitted. "Let me guess. That you could join that GP hmmm?" Sally guessed. "You bet!" Lightning smiled. He finally found the gumption to ask for everyone's opinion. They too, saw the ad.

"Hey guys, should I go? " McQueen suggested. After some negotiation from the other crew, Lightning got mostly positive approvals. However, Luigi, the yellow Fiat 500, was very sceptical. "Dooiiii...what if this is a scam? Run by that-a electric cheating canolii and his wonder fuel?! Oooohh Allinol is perfectly safe-a! There is no way this fuel could-a cause these cars to flamebooyyeeee!" Luigi raged. "Luigi, calm down, jeeez" Sally said, trying to appease him, but of no avail. "Well mister Miles, why don't-a you tell that to the cars who erupt into an inferno!" Luigi was subdued by Sarge getting annoyed. "WOULD YOU JUST SHUDDUP ALREADY?! He's in jail and can't get out!" Sarge bellowed. Luigi pouted and remained silent and didn't utter so much as one syllable more. Ramone interfered with the conversation, shedding some light on the mystery of the European GP.

"Ahem, gentlemen, if I may interject. This EGP is no scam! I read all about on the internet last night." Everybody focused their attention on Ramone, some looking rather baffled. "Wait! You know about this before we did?!" Guido questioned, surprised. Ramone smiled. " The Grand Prix is managed by the good samaritans at an organization called FundRacer. They arrange and coordinate locations fit for all genres of racing, whether its rallying, drag-racing, grand touring, NASCAR, you name it! And the donations they receive from the audience go to needy and orphaned cars. Does that sound like a scam to you?" he added. Everyone stared at him, then gave a relieved, convinced look to each other. Then they looked at Lightning, as if the fate of the world depended on him. "Ummmm...what's everyone looking at me for?" McQueen stammered, a little sweat drop descended down his face in a state of awkwardness.

"Can we go Lightning? Can we, can we, can we?" Guido pestered. Lightning was becoming pressured. He couldn't make up his mind. He then turned to Sally for a real opinion. Sally gazed at him and began to speak. "It's your choice sweetie. You can go if you really want to. But even if you don't, we'll still be proud of you" she spoke with a smile. This made Lightning feel less pressured, knowing that it was his choice, under the influence of no one else. But there was still one thing that held him back from saying 'yes'. It was the inclusion of his best friend, Mater...