Correct answer to the question is... Hannah Fielding!

Now, this is just a filler chapter and if you've seen the short on the Cars 3 DVD, then I think you know what this is! It takes place at about this point, so I figured why not include it? So, I did!

Chapter 36- Miss Fritter's Racing Skoool

"Just got a text from RJ", Fudge announced to Lightning and Cruz, glancing up from her phone.

It was late by then. The three of them had signed all the contracts with Dinoco (or in Fudge's case, had their parents sign them on her behalf).


"We'll have to assign you a number too", Tex had informed them.

"Leave that to me!" Lightning had instructed him.

"The racin' world better prepare for some surprises with you two around", Tex had repeated, "especially with Lightnin' McQueen as your crew chief." He gave Lightning a smile and a wink, which gave Fudge and Cruz the feeling that the two of them were hiding something!

The two had giggled. "Well, we hope so."

"I know so", Tex had assured them.

It was the Cadillac's words that got Fudge singing "Billionaire" by Travie McCoy and Bruno Mars. Only, she changed the words the Queen to McQueen, making Cruz and Lightning laugh. Although she knew there was more to life than fame and fortune, the idea of having all of that certainly did sound exciting.

Then they had danced the night away, posed for pictures, signed autographs and thanked countless people for congratulating them on their victory at the race after party. Even Jackson Storm showed up to the party, but he spent most of it sulking in the corner. Now, as everyone else was getting loaded up and ready to head to a hotel for the night, the three of them were taking a minute alone to chat. Cruz had even brought out her Thunder Hollow trophy to get a good look at both trophies side by side. Although midnight was fast approaching, not one of them was tired. In fact, they didn't want the day to end, so they planned to stay up as long as possible.


"Who's RJ?" Cruz wanted to know.

"My half-brother", Fudge answered. "You know, the one I told you about who lives in Alaska."

"Yeah? What did he say?" Lightning questioned.

"'Saw the race. Very impressive. So proud of you, lil sis'", she read.

Both Lightning and Cruz smiled. "Oh, that's nice."

Fudge was also smiling as she began typing away at a reply.

"Hey, Cruz!" she called out when she was done. "Now that I've got my phone out, why don't you give me your phone number and I'll give you mine?" Although they both knew that their time together was far from over, she felt like it would be good to have each other's phone numbers.

"Sure", Cruz agreed, taking the phone from Fudge and putting her number in.

"Okay. I'm gonna have you saved in my contacts as Flame Boy", Fudge announced, giggling as she typed that into her phone.

"Okay. Then give me your phone number and I'll save you as Laser Child!" Cruz laughed.

The sixteen-year-old laughed too as she took Cruz's phone and put her number in and saved her number to Hamilton as well. "Okay!"

Lightning was puzzled. "Huh? Flame Boy? Laser Child?"

"Long story", both young women chorused.

"What do you have me saved as, Fudge?" Lightning questioned.

Fudge launched into giggles.

"What?!" he demanded.

"Monty Python!"

"No!" Lightning exclaimed.

"Yes!" Fudge exclaimed.

"Monty Python?" Cruz echoed. "Why Monty Python?"

"Don't say it!" Lightning ordered.

"Monty is his real name!" Fudge blurted out, which earned her a death stare from Lightning.

For the next five minutes, Cruz was laughing hysterically, repeating, "Monty! Monty McQueen!" to herself over and over again. Lightning groaned and rolled his eyes.


The TV was on in the background as they talked. It was a late night rerun of one of the RSN shows, highlighting their interviews as well as Cruz flipping over Storm.

"We've witnessed racing history today as newcomers Cruz Ramirez and Fudge Rossi-Topolino upset Jackson Storm to win the Florida 500!" the announcer began.

"Yeah, we did!" Fudge exclaimed, glancing up from her phone and she and Cruz high-fived.

Lightning laughed, watching them. "Guys, let's put this right here", he suggested, shifting their Florida 500 trophy closer to the Thunder Hollow one, "where it'll be safe and sound."

Cruz chuckled.

"Yeah, 'cause then it's further away from you!" Fudge teased.

Lightning looked embarrassed and Fudge stopped smiling.

"Too soon?" she asked, worried that she'd hurt him or made him angry.

"No, no. It's not that. It's just... I'm really sorry I broke Cruz's first trophy. I still feel really bad about that."

"It's okay, Mr. McQueen", Cruz assured him. She gestured to the trophy that had been fixed with duct tape. "I don't see a broken trophy. Whenever I look at it, I think of all the awesome memories I have from the last two weeks with you and Fudge."

"It has been an awesome two weeks", Fudge agreed with a smile.

"Yeah", Lightning chimed in with a happy sigh. "And I don't think today could've gone better." After a moment of content silence, he added, "No regrets."

"None", Fudge confirmed, returning the warm smile that her older brother was giving her and her best friend.


"Are you feeling like your life is forever stuck in neutral?" a vaguely familiar voice asked on the TV, beginning a commercial.

When Fudge saw who it was, she nearly dropped her phone.

"Hey, look!" she cried, pointing to the TV with one hand and stuffing her phone into her pocket with the other. "It's the School Bus of Death!"

Indeed, it was Miss Fritter on TV. She was just driving across the Crazy Eight dirt track with a microphone in front of her. The trio couldn't help smiling. After the eventful couple of days they'd had, Thunder Hollow felt like forever ago! Heck, even that morning in Thomasville felt like it had been years ago!

"What's she doing on TV?" Cruz wondered.

"If we listen, we'll find out!" Lightning reminded them.

"...one long dead-end street?" Miss Fritter continued. "Well, that's how I used to feel when I was driving for the Lower Belleville County Unified School District."

She stopped and paused in front of a wooden sign, showing a scratch and dent-free, less intimidating-looking school bus with the words LOWER BELLEVILLE COUNTY on her side, holding a stop sign.

A second later, she burst through the sign, completely destroying it with a loud honk. "BUT I CHANGED THE DIRECTION OF MY LIFE!" she yelled. "WHEN I STARTED MISS FRITTER'S RACING SKOOOL! AND I CAN HELP YOU CHANGE THE DIRECTION OF YOUR LIFE TOO!"

Out of nowhere, Dr. Damage rammed into her, sending her flying off screen. Fudge's eyes widened as she looked at Lightning and Cruz. They both gave her the same shocked look.

"Oh, boy!" the human girl murmured.

"I lost my job because I had a broken siren and I was accident-prone", Dr. Damage informed viewers in a depressed tone. Then he brightened as he added, "But thanks to Miss Fritter, I turned my accident-prone-ness into my greatest strength! And she helped me fix my siren too!" He switched on his lights and imitated a siren, driving around in circles until Roxy Rocket, Fire and Ice all teamed up to shove him out of the way.

"I've always been in a rush", Roxy Rocket began. "People used to call me Speedy Gonzalez or say I was as fast as a rocket! They'd tell me to slow down! But now that I'm enrolled in Miss Fritter's Racing Skoool, nobody will ever tell me to slow down again! I can race around as much as I want!" Just like that, she raced off on her roller skates, chasing after Dr. Damage.

"That's right!" Fire added. "Humans can join in the fun too!"

"Maybe we're not as fast", Ice chimed in, "but we're gutsy and we can give the cars a damn good fight!"

"And the other humans", Fudge mumbled, remembering her horrific experience at Thunder Hollow Speedway.

Next, it was Fare Game's turn to crash into them. He laughed once they had vanished from the screen.

"So", he began in his New York accent, "I go see my mechanic for a routine service, right? He says to me, 'Take a look in the rearview! You got high oil pressure, your steering's shot and your odometer's about to turn over!'" He shifted to a much calmer, gentler tone as he sunk down on his tyres. "'It's time for you to shift gears and learn to relax.'"

At that moment, Arvy came barrelling in front of the camera and ploughed Fare Game off the screen, laughing.

"HEY!" Fare Game yelled off screen. "WHAT THE-" He honked his horn repeatedly while he spoke. "Whoo-hoo! Over here! Still talking here!"

Arvy gestured for the camera to shift back over to the taxi. So, it did.

Fudge giggled. "What even is this?" she wondered. This commercial was both weird and confusing, but it was kind of funny and entertaining too!

"So", Fare Game continued, lying on his side, "I took my mechanic's advice and enrolled in Miss Fritter's Racing Skoool." He spoke in that calm, gentle tone again. "And now, I'm as relaxed as a VW van!" He rolled onto his roof.

Finally, the camera pointed to Arvy once again. The microphone tapped him on the windshield a couple of times before he started to speak in a monotone.

"I was lost, driving day after day on an endless road to nowhere", Arvy's robotic voice began, clearly reading off a cue card or something. "Then-"

He was cut off by taking his turn at being rammed. This time, by Miss Fritter.

"But don't take our word for it!" Miss Fritter yelled. "Go ask three of our most recent graduates!"

By then, the camera had focused on Fare Game, Arvy and Roxy Rocket again. Only another wooden sign appeared in front of them. This one showed images of Lightning, Cruz and Fudge with holes cut out around their mouths, instead showing the mouths of the Crazy Eight racers.

"Lightning McQueen! Cruz Ramirez! And Fudge Rossi-Topolino!"

Fudge did a double take. "Wait. What?!"

She, Lightning and Cruz exchanged surprised, confused looks. Participating in a never-before-seen relay in a Piston Cup race, flipping over Jackson Storm and causing him to lose his undefeated status all meant that Lightning, Cruz and Fudge's names were everywhere that night. However, that commercial was one place they weren't expecting to hear their names.

"Miss Fritter is the best!" Fare Game as Lightning McQueen proclaimed.

"She taught me everything I know!" Arvy as Cruz Ramirez chimed in in that monotone.

"Miss Fritter's Racing Skoool is the perfect place to escape!" Roxy Rocket as Fudge Rossi-Topolino gave her testimonial.

Lightning and Cruz burst out laughing.

"You get it?!" Cruz quizzed her. "'Cause you tried to escape from Thunder Hollow!"

"Yeah, I got it!" Fudge groaned and made a face. "Now, they're a bunch of frickin' comedians! I wonder how long it took them to come up with that!" She could just imagine the Crazy Eight racers getting together to write the commercial, all snickering when someone suggested that line.

"So", Miss Fritter concluded the commercial with the other racers all at her sides, "race on down now to Miss Fritter's Racing Skoool! Or call us at one, currr-razy eight, four-four-RETTIRF!"

"That's Fritter spelt backwards!" Dr. Damage chimed in.

"Or find us on the Internet!" Miss Fritter went on. "At you're guaranteed to have a blast dot com!" She honked again and flames poured out of her horns. "Whoo!" She started laughing menacingly as the camera started shaking and did a close-up of her face.

Fudge couldn't help jumping in fear and tried to back away from the TV. However, in doing so, she accidentally kicked Cruz's Thunder Hollow trophy, knocking it over. This time, it broke into several pieces!

The human girl froze in shock and her hand flew up to her mouth in disbelief. "Oh, my God! I'm so sorry!" she exclaimed, feeling terrible.

"Maybe that wasn't such a safe place after all", Lightning spoke up.

Cruz didn't say anything.

"I'm sorry", Fudge offered again.

Cruz gave a soft smile. "It's okay. We can fix it."

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah! I mean, Mr. McQueen's fixed it once... sort of. It can be fixed again."

"Maybe we should keep the trophies away from you too!" Lightning teased with a chuckle.

Fudge gave him a hard look. "Too soon."

Lightning checked the time. "Speaking of too soon, it's nearly midnight. We better get going to the hotel."

"Aw!" Fudge sighed. "I don't want this day to end!"

"Yeah. Me neither", Cruz agreed.

"Well, neither do I", Lightning sighed, "but it's been a long day and I think we could all do with some rest."

"He is getting old!" Cruz exclaimed, looking at Fudge.

"Back when he raced, he used to stay out till one o'clock in the morning, doing shots with Cal Weathers and Bobby Swift!" the human girl informed her best friend.

"You knew about that?" Lightning asked in surprise.

"Yeah!"

Lightning chuckled. "Well, I'm not just thinking about myself here. I think this is the latest you've stayed up since the night before the accident." Francesco Bernoulli had been in town then, but left on the day of the accident, so the townsfolk had thrown him a farewell party the night before.

"Touché", Fudge mumbled as she reached out to pick up the Florida 500 trophy.

"Oh, no!" Cruz stopped her. "I think both you and Mr. McQueen have proven you can't be trusted with the trophies!" She was already holding the pieces of the Thunder Hollow trophy and was picking up the Florida 500 one.

"Touché", Fudge repeated, walking off.


"Hey, Lightning?" Fudge began at one point when Cruz was way ahead of the other two and probably couldn't hear.

"Yeah?"

"I just wanna say... thanks again for today. It really means a lot to me."

Lightning shrugged modestly. "I did what I thought was right... Can I tell you something?" (Fudge looked his way expectantly.) "You've been battling a lot of head versus heart lately. And you've got a good heart, Fudge-O. Never ever forget that."

The teen beamed. "Thanks. So do you. You made my dream come true... I can't stop thinking about how awesome it is."

Lightning pulled Fudge in for a big hug. "What are brothers for?" He kissed the top of her head. "You deserve this, Fudge-O. You really made me proud."

The teenager flashed him that toothless grin of hers. "What are sisters for?" She checked the time on her phone. "Dammit! It's after midnight! The best day of my life is over!"

"It's okay!" her brother assured her. "I'm sure we've still got a lot of great days to look forward to. Since I get to decide when I'm done racing and you and Cruz have the Dinoco sponsorship, you and I are still gonna have a lot of adventures together, partner."

"Yep", Fudge giggled. "I'm afraid you're stuck with me!"

Lightning chuckled some more, ruffling his little sister's hair affectionately as he pulled her in close. "That's fine with me... I love you."

Fudge beamed. "I love you too. And you know? Of all the adventures we've had together, I liked this one the best."

"Me too, Fudge-O. Me too."


All the way back to the hotel, Cruz and Fudge were bouncing around and calling out thanks to anybody who congratulated them on their way past or stopping to watch the RSN talk about them on the tons of TVs that they passed.

Lightning chuckled, watching them. They weren't as arrogant as he had been, but otherwise, they reminded him of himself when he was a rookie and he was excited about a win.

"Doc, wherever you are, I hope you can see us all", Lightning whispered at one point, stopping to look up at the stars. "I think you'd be proud of us."

Up ahead of him, Cruz and Fudge had started on "Billionaire" again, belting it out at the tops of their lungs.

Lightning chuckled again. He couldn't help but wonder how they were ever going to, first of all, be quiet with the others already at the hotel and probably asleep. Then he wondered how they were ever going to get to sleep.


However, he didn't need to wonder about that. It seemed as though all of the excitement had worn both of them out. As soon as Cruz had got into a comfortable position and Fudge changed into her pyjamas and tumbled into bed, they were both fast asleep.

Lightning smiled at the sight of them, especially when he noticed that Cruz was still clutching her trophies.

He stroked Fudge's hair and gave her a kiss. "Good night, guys!" he whispered, looking back and forth between the two. "Sweet dreams."

Although, those words came out of his mouth before he could stop them. When he thought about it, he realised no dream could be sweeter than having their dreams come true just a couple of hours earlier.

Awww! I thought that ending was pretty cute!

So, as I said, this is based on the Miss Fritter's Racing Skoool short, but with Fudge, my Thunder Hollow OCs and I changed the ending slightly.

RJ finally gets a mention in this story too! Don't worry. He will appear later! :)

Speak of the devil...

Q. What is RJ's full name?