~Up All Night~
Kudos to Funkywatermelon for giving me this idea!
And thanks to everyone who's reviewed so far!
Finn couldn't stand it. They'd been at it for hours, for the love of Chrysler! Without fail, every night when Holley wasn't currently on a mission, they would start up again. It was extremely aggravating, to say the least. And they didn't even have the decency to close the door so that he could get his rest. The very nerve…he could hear them now, on the monitor at the end of Siddeley's cabin, just…talking, as they had been doing so for over two hours. Well, talking, laughing, and even yelling at times. At this rate he wouldn't get any sleep until three in the morning. And it was already past midnight! The Aston Martin sighed tiredly. It would never end. Twitching slightly, he could hear them burst into another form of uproarious laughter. Dodge, Finn hadn't even known that Holley could laugh!
Holley snickered loudly, entire frame shaking as she tried to contain her laughter. She was failing. Mater had no such qualms however, and hooted gleefully at the joke he'd just made. The spy car really had no idea that her boyfriend could even be that funny. She supposed that was what happened when you truly got to know a person.
Mater's delirious laughter died down into a chuckle, and he gazed down at Holley from the monitor, eyes widening in wonder,"ah've neva' heard ya laugh b'for."
The spy car giggled slightly, before a smile graced her lips, "I'll admit, I don't do it very often."
"Well ya' should!" Mater announced, a wide grin across his grill." Ya' look a whole lot happier when ya do!"
Holley laughed again, "I'll keep that in mind. What time is it over there, anyhow?"
The tow truck paused for a moment before yelling offscreen,"hey, McQueen, what time is it?"There was a moment of silence before the stock car answered.
"It says on the computer screen!"
"It does?" Mater's eyes enlarged in surprise and he glanced down at the toolbar onscreen."Ohh yeah, it does! Thanks, buddy!" the racecar mumbled something in return, and the tow truck turned back towards Holley, "its five thirteh."
The spy car chuckled, amused by what her boyfriend had gone through, for the simple reason of finding what the time was, "where are you, anyway?" Holley inquired suddenly, trying to peer around the tow truck, noticing that he wasn't anywhere immediately recognizable.
"Ahm at tha' Cozy Cone," Mater answered, before snorting, "Lightning's tryin' ta' convince Miss Sally ta' out on a date with him."
"Mater!"The stock car in question reprimanded from off screen, and one could almost see the blush on the already red racecar.
The couple dissolved into laughter once more, the tow truck managing to gasp,"oh man, you jist gotta see tha' blush on his face! He's even redder than his paint!"
This only brought on another barrage of hysterical cackles, but this time they were interrupted by a rather familiar and incensed voice coming from inside the jet, "will you two just BE QUIET! Some cars actually NEED THEIR SLEEP!"
There was a moment of silence before Mater queried curiously, "Was 'at Finn?"
Holley nodded, "the git needs his beauty sleep apparently."
"I HEARD THAT!"
This of course only made the couple burst out laughing once more. It seemed to Finn that the Manufacturer hated him in particular today.
And the reason Siddeley wasn't interfering was because he turned off his radio/com-link thing. Jets need to concentrate on not being driven insane by certain violet spy cars and their tow truck boyfriends.
Admit it, you ALL had your minds in the gutter during the beginning!
~I shall never own this fair movie. The owners of this wonderful film continue to ignore my attempts at buying it with Monopoly money~
