Cars: 25 Days of Christmas
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December 7th: Pracordian Mulled Wine
Lightning, Chick and Francesco stared into the cauldron, the dark red liquid didn't even boil as it must be on a slow warmth and the steams made it look exactly like a typical witch broth. It smelled sweet, but the boys knew better than to trust the appearences.
"What is -a that?" Francesco wondered, as they all stood inside Sky's kitchen. They had been looking for her and thought she were inside, but her apartment seemed empty, but she must be somewhere because Sky knew better than to let the stove on when she wasn't at home.
Chick grumbled. "Don't we all, Frannie?" and that ridiculous nicknade made the Italian glare irritated at the other racer. Lightning rolled his eyes, but didn't pity them, as he were revealed both his rivals could fight each other instead for just him. Such a blessing ust in time for Christmas!
"The name is -a Francesco Bernoulli!"
Chick grinned evilly. "And stop with the '-a'. It annoys me, fragile."
That did it. Francesco, who had enough, threw himself at Chick to fight him and Lightning stared shocked at the sight of his rivals engaged in a physical brawl on the kitchen floor.
"Knock it off, pizza-boy!"
"Tu razzista!"
Lightning decided to intervene before this went too far. "Hey, guys! Stop, Sky will beat us all up if you mess up her place." The battling men ignored his precense and kept their fight going on, both the racers just fierce as if they were on the racetrack.
"Guys! Chick! Francesco!"
The latter sat up, almost ready to explode. "He called -a Francesco fragile!" He roared and pointed a finger as a pleased Chick. Francesco's face, once unscratched with his care products, wore some scratch from nails and a nasty bruise on his left cheek. His dark curls were messed as if he rolled in hay. But he wore probably the mother of glares and death threats.
Lightning thought this wasn't funny anymore as the word "fragile" must be some deep issue. The only word his Italian rival reacted strongly to and he stared at Lightning, almost going insane. "Hey, calm down now." He tried to tell Francesco as Chick peeked into the fridge. Well...it was his funeral when Sky caught him and it was nothing Lightning cared much about.
The Piston Cup racer decided to leave the place and took his Italian visitor to Flo's. He didn't wanted Francesco to feel angry through his supposed calm vacation and he liked to think Francesco as a friend. Far more better friend than he would ever make with Chick. They sat down and Lightning paid for a cup hot chocolate for his friend.
"Chick is kinda mean sometimes and I just put up with him, but try to ignore him. And you know what, I'll take you to Doc later and we could race at the butte later."
Francesco mumbled. "Francesco understands -a now why McQueen is -a fierce at the races." He took a sip and relaxed in his features a little. "Francesco respects -a McQueen more now and he feels -a...humilated."
Lightning gave a soft smile. "Don't take Chick seriously. He messes with everyone because he's bored. Besides, Sky's going to kill him anyways."
Francesco stared at him in suspicion. "Why -a?"
"He ate from Sky's food. Never mess with a Pracordian and her food." He gave a flat stare and nodded seriously.
The Italian spoke up. "Like -a one Hobbit!"
It's done!" Sky exclaimed proudly and brought the big pot from her stove in her apartment and set it on the table inside the café. Everyone stared at the containments. It was still deep red, no difference here and the male racers were still careful.
More than dozens of cups were places on the table and Sky used a ladle to fill up the cups, only to add some raisins and nuts into it as well. Sarge looked downright disgusted when he recieved his cup.
"What kind of sorcery is this, soldier?!" He barked and sniffed on it. "DRUGS!" He yelled and set it on the table, backing away from it and his hand moved towards his gun.
Sky scoffed. "It's not drugs, you knucklehead! It's Glôg."
"IT'S WHAT?!" Everyone asked at once and stared at the youngest resident as if she grown two extra heads and tentacles like Slenderman.
Sky sighed and threw her arms. "Glôg! Hot, mulled red wine. This one has a hint of the juices of apples, I have tasted it and it's safe. It's traditional!" She smiled brightly again and filled the last cup. "Go on, taste it!"
Everyone looked at their cups, still insure to trust Sky's judgment. Then at last, someone spoke up.
"McQueen. You and Francesco should -a taste first." The Italian racer claimed and raised his cup of reeking drink. "A toast -a! For -a signorina Henderson!"
For once, both of them agreed to do something together and drank. It were a hot sensation, a taste of sweet and bitter mixed together perfectly and the additional nuts and raisins only made it better, only good to chew on while swallowing the hot beverage.
Rest of the townsfolk dropped their jaws when two racers consumed the strange drink and soon enough, everyone began to enjoy the traditional drink. Chick needed a little encouragement and both of the two other racers were more than happy to force him drink Sky's hot drinks with the help of a funnel Lightning held in place and Francesco got the honors to fill with the ladle.
As for Sarge, he drank a little from his cup and then, brought some old whiskey into it before drinking it. Weather you believe it or not, he still muttered about "witchcraft" and "sorcery" under his breath while Fillmore went to get refillings. Yet Sky along with Doc and Sheriff had to stop their resident hippie now sniffing at the glôg fumes all the time.
Author's Notes:
Ah yes, I made our Swedish Glögg into "glôg" and turned it into Pracordian Christmas Tradition. XD Yes, hate me if you want to. But Pracordian traditions is loose based on the Scandinavian ones, so it'll fit.
A little glance into the friendship of Lightning and Francesco. I still see it going better than a friendship with Chick. Yes, Chick isn't so nice here, but he gets better. Probably. XD
Best part to write? Sarge and his comments about "witchcraft". Lol!
Stay tuned for the next ones. I'm getting the hang of it! 8D
~ Loopin' Lunan95
