Disclaimer: Cars and its characters are property of Disney and Pixar respectively.

-Humanized-

With her pen writing quickly across the page, Sally focused on her paperwork diligently as she did every day. The radio played a slow country song throughout the office as she glanced out of the office window; noticing that the sun was setting, giving everything a reddish glow. In the back of her mind, she wondered where Mater and Lightning were. Ever since the last stampede and Sherriff actually catching them in the act for cow tipping one night, he required the partners in crime to be back by nightfall or else he'd throw both of them in the impound. Sally smiled, shaking her head, as she remembered the ridiculous looks on the boys' faces-like their puppy had died. She returned to her work as persistently as before until she heard an old and sputtering engine which unmistakably had to be Mater's tow truck. A couple minutes later, a loud Southern voice drifted to her office and Lightning's boisterous laughter joined in.

Boys. She thought before hearing the crunch of footfalls on the ground and looking up to meet the very muddy, sweaty, and dirty version of her boyfriend. Sally couldn't contain her laughter. "You look…"

"Devilishly handsome, I know." Lightning joked, complete with a dramatic flip of his growing blonde hair. His simple white t-shirt was turned to a mixture of browns and greens and his jeans had some new tears that weren't there before.

Sally got up from her chair and walked around her desk, crossing her arms over her chest, "Yeah, that's what I was going to say." She watched as he walked closer to her and suddenly put her hand out to stop him and her other over her nose, "Stickers…what is that smell?"

Lightning stopped and lifted his not-so-white shirt to his nose, slightly wincing at the strong odor Sally mentioned. "Well, that would be a mixture of dirt, sweat, grass, mud, cows…and Mater."

With an amused look on her face, Sally shook her head, "Do I want to know?"

"Probably not," was Lightning's answer.

Trying to forget his horrid stench, she came closer to him and softly brushed a piece of dry dirt off his tanned face, "I hope you're en-route to the shower."

As she tried to get the piece of dirt off her fingers, she felt Lightning's lips on her jaw by her ear. She giggled and pushed her shoulder up, he knew it was her ticklish spot. Her face turned to him and she tried to give him a deadpan look, "No. Don't even think about it."

"No? Excuse me, I can't kiss you?" He then opened his arms with a sweet smile on his face moving closer to her, "Alright. How 'bout a hug?"

"Lightning! Eeeeeee!" Sally ran around her desk, half-laughing and half-shrieking with Lightning chasing her.

"I'm clean, I'm clean!", she shouted as he looped his finger through one of her jean belt holes and pulled her back to him, smirking at how squeamish she was acting. Knocking full on into him, Sally felt like she just took a fall in Frank's fields; she could feel her clothes collect dirt and Lightning just had to rub his filthy, sweaty face against hers, causing her to sport the same look he had.

When he decided to let her go, Lightning couldn't do anything but laugh at Sally's disgusted expression when she braved to take a look at her once-clean look of jeans and an ordinary yellow tee.

"Look what you did to me! I- ugh! You are so impossible!" Her voice sounded angry but Lightning knew she wasn't all that mad seeing the smile threatening to creep on her oval-shaped face.

"Well, I'm going to go take that shower." Whistling a made-up tune and walking casually towards the door, Lightning turned back to Sally and watched as she desperately tried to wipe off the mess.

With a suggestive smirk, he added, "Care to join me?"