Disclaimer: I don't own any Cars characters, only Jen, Rocket, Even, Christine, Zack and Dustin. James belongs to McQueenfan95, who gave me permission to use him in the story. I don't own the song John Deere Green by Diffie Joe.
McQueenfan95: what in the Hell is wrong with you guys? You still haven't reviewed. Why? I know your reading this.
James: should I go postal on them?
McQueenfan95: no, that's for flames only. But I was going to dedicate this chapter to whoever reviewed the last chapter. Oh well. This is our big third anniversary chapter. Deadly Fangs has been kind enough to let me write it. So, this is for her.
James: well, I'd better see at least one review for this chapter.
McQueenfan95: Btw, for you country music fans out there. Yes, this is a song fic chapter. I don't own the song 'John Deere Green'.
Jen: please review this time. We're getting desparate.
Rocket: if you bozos are done clowning around, on with the story!
The sun began to sink toward the horizon, the whole western sky was lit up with brilliant bright reds and oranges. A beautiful sunset.
James shot a glance at Jen and thought, "she puts this sunset to shame". That was when he knew for certain, he was in love.
As he was turning back to watch the sunset, he happened to notice the water tower, and he was struck by inspiration.
James quickly got up and walked over to Ramone's paint shop. Where, luckily, Ramone was still cleaning up.
James said, "hey Ramone, you wouldn't happen to have any red spray paint around, would you?".
Ramone answered, "lemme look in the back".
He came back fifteen minutes later, with three cans of spray paint balanced on his hood. He said, "sorry ese, I only have Green. John Deere Green. Will that be OK?".
James said, "sure, that'll be fine", paid for the spray cans and took them back to his building. He then quickly returned to the café to finish watching the sunset be put to shame.
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Late that night, James grabbed the cans of paint, and silently slipped out into the night.
It was a crystal clear night, with a million stars and a sliver if the moon visable. There was enough light for James to see what he was doing.
James creapt to the water tower and quickly clambered up. When he reached the top, he began to paint on the side that faced the town. The only sound was that of pressurized gas leaving an aeresol can. 'PSSSSSSST, PSSSSSSST, PSST, PSSST, PSSSSSSSSSSSST'.
After fifteen minutes, James stepped back and admired his handy work. He then climbed back down to the ground and ran over to Cone #3 of the Cozy Cone motel, the one Jen and Rocket were staying in, stood infront of the door, and checked his work one last time. It was perfect.
James then creapt back to his building, crawled into bed, and went to sleep.
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The next morning, James was awoken by the sound of someone pounding on his front door.
He didn't waste any time. He went downstairs, opened the door, and there was Jen. She was wearing a grin that seemed to be three sizes too big.
Jen looked him in the eye and said, "do you mean it? Did you mean what you wrote?".
James said, "yes, I did. I meant every word".
Jen quickly wrapped her arms around him and said, "I've been hoping you'd say those words since you got here".
They walked outside and looked up at the water tower. Painted on the side of the tank, in John Deere Green paint, were the words, 'JAMES + JEN' inside a huge heart.
A short while later, Sheriff pulled up. He glared at James and said, "I'm gonna have to take you in for vandalism. Your gonna spend your jail time repainting the water tower and waxing me. Two coats of wax!".
Doc quickly pulled up, cleared his throat, and said, "as the town judge, I'll decide his sentence". He glanced at James, winked, and said, "community service. fifteen seconds".
Sheriff's jaw hit the ground while James quickly began to pick up litter and cigarette butts. When he had a handful, he walked back over to Doc and asked, "have I served my full time?".
Doc nodded and said, "your free to go". He then looked at Sheriff and said, "he was only telling the world something important. I know your disappointed. You wanted to arrest him for graffiti. But I'll tell you what", he gave Sheriff a seductive look, "come with me and I'll make you feel good as new". Sheriff nodded, and they drove off toward the clinic together.
James and Jen were both flabbergasted. James recovered first and said, "that's something that I really didn't need to know".
Jen said, "anyway, where did you get such an awesome idea?".
James answered, "I was listening to the radio and I heard the song 'John Deere Green'.
"how does it go?".
"Like this", and he began to sing the words.
They were farm kids way down in Dixie
They met in high school in the sixties
Everyone knew it was love from the start
One July in the midnight hour
He climed up on the water tower
Stood on the rail and painted a 10ft heart
In John Deere green
On a hot summer night
He wrote Billy Bob loves Charlene
In letters 3 foot high
And the whole town said that he should have used red
But it looked good to Charlene
In John Deere green
They settled down on 80 acres
Raising sweet corn,kids and tomaters
They went together like a hand and a glove
On a clear day from their front yard
If you look and know what to look for
Off to the east you can still read his words of love
In John Deere green
On a hot summer night
He wrote Billy Bob loves Charlene
In letters 3 foot high
And the whole town said the boy should have used red
But it looked good to Charlene
In John Deere green
Now more then once the town has dicovered
Painting over it ain't no use
There ain't no paint in the world that'll cover it
The heart keeps showing through
In John Deere green
On a hot summer night
He wrote Billy Bob loves Charlene
In letters 3 foot high
And the whole town said that the fool should have used red
But it looked good to Charlene
In John Deere green
Ahh,paint it green boy
In John Deere green
On a hot summer night
He wrote Billy Bob loves Charlene
In letters 3 foot high
And the whole town said the boy should have used red
But it looked good to Charlene
In John Deere green
All Jen could do was smile.
McQueenfan95: ok, sorry it was shorter than normal, but if we don't start getting some reviews, our inspiration that's keeping this story going might run out. Or we just might not finish writing it.
Zack: and that would be bad... Why?
McQueenfan95: Zack, what did I say in the last chapter?
Zack: Oh shit!
McQueenfan95: Deadly Fangs, I need your help! I'll hold him down.
James: anyway, please write your reviews on the back of a winning $50,000,000 lottory ticket, and drop of in the inbox.
Deadly Fangs: *grabs Zack as he tries to run away* Oh no you don't! You had your warning and now you have to pay!