So Mechanics is up to 40 reviews! I'm really glad people like this enough to jot down a few words. Or even read this. Huge thanks to everyone! So in gratitude, I'm writing off a few ideas given by you guys in the next few, along with whatever I manage to come up with. First up is the one titanfan45 sent in way back when. I also want to apologize right now for any time that may feel unnecessary between updates this week. Its finals and things are going crazy. So enough notes, let's get moving!
I own a shoe. The other went on strike.
They were about to die. Cyborg knew it. There was no way they were going to survive. Thankfully, all the good karma they had built up as heroes would make their death quick and painless. Which could be counted as a blessing, because then he wouldn't have to listen to his angry teammate's rant about his lack of common sense as he lay on his death bed.
The world was speeding past the windows a lot faster than he had ever imagined possible. Part of him was proud. His baby was incredible. She was the best ride in all of Jump City. Heck, he'd pit the T-Car against the Batmobile. The other part of him was absolutely terrified. Not only was she the best ride in Jump City, she was very close to becoming the first death trap he had ever willingly stepped into. Not to mention designed.
He held back a scream as they swerved dangerously close to a semi. Horns were honking all around them. The very last thing he wanted to think about was the sheer amount of traffic laws they were breaking. Then again, he was about to die. He'd never have to deal with all the fines. The T-Car lurched forward, barely managed to squeeze through oncoming traffic to the next lane. That time he did scream.
Beast Boy laughed at him.
"Dude, you totally scream like a girl."
Cyborg spun around in his seat to yell at the winner of the World's Worst Driver and Most Reckless Driver awards, not to mention the infamous Most Dangerous Behind the Wheel award. But then he saw the smile that was plastered across his smaller friend's face. He watched his best friend's eyes lit up right before he punched the gas to weave through a group of tractor trailers.
He settled back into the passenger seat, bracing himself for the unexpected turns and sudden stops his friend was prone to making. If they were going to die, he might was well let Beast Boy enjoy himself in their last few moments. He could always kill him later.
titanfan45, hope you liked it. Sorry about the lack of explosions, but I couldn't think of an idea that let it happen that worked well. I'll get some destruction ASAIC. (As Soon As I Can).
