"Well, that mess took longer than I thought," Blaze let out a sigh of relief as they drove out of the city.

"Speedrick, when we tell you 'no', you should really listen to us," AJ scolded.

"Mm-hmm…" Speedrick nodded, but his mind was somewhere else as he was lost in his thoughts.

Blaze frowned and skidded to a stop. "Rick, are you okay?"

"Yeah, yeah…" Speedrick gave another nod, but he was still not paying attention.

"Speedrick, what are you thinking about?" AJ raised an eyebrow.

"How much fun it would be to have lightning boy by my side~" Speedrick smirked.

"Not again…" Blaze groaned. "Speedrick, we've been over this. Crusher belongs to Pickle, and there's nothing you can do to sway him,"

"Come ON, Blaze, look at how hot lightning boy is," Speedrick whined. "And his giggle is so fucking adorable~"

"I know it is." Blaze hissed. "But he and Pickle are meant to be,"

"Take it from Blaze," AJ said. "He's dated Crusher before. Only Pickle can endure him for this long, though,"

"Wait, wait, YOU'VE DATED LIGHTNING BOY?!" Speedrick stared at the red truck on disbelief. "DAMN! Now I REALLY wanna have him!"

"Is there REALLY nothing that could make him stop?" AJ whispered. "Any more, and Pickle IS going to kill him,"

"We'll just have to keep a closer eye on him… and hope he doesn't try anything like back at the garage," Blaze assured his best friend before turning back to their friend. "Anyway, next up in our tour, we're heading over to the dojo where my friend Blackbelt trains. He's a ninja and—"

"Woah, HOLD UP, you have a NINJA friend?!" Speedrick's jaw dropped. "Damn Blaze! What else?! Are you ALSO a ninja?!"

"Uh… yeah," Blaze sheepishly nodded.

"Fuck, wow. No wonder no one messes with you,"

'And don't try to.' AJ rolled his eyes and held back a groan as they finally approached Blackbelt's dojo. "And here we are!"

Speedrick gasped, and his eyes lit up at the place. "Woah… this place is pretty cool,"

"Yep, it is!" Blaze grinned. "Now come on! Let me introduce you to our friend Blackbelt!"

They entered the dojo to see Blackbelt training on one of his mats. Blaze drove over, waving his tire.

"Hey, Blackbelt!"

"Blaze! AJ!" the ninja truck turned to them with a smile. "Good to see you! Who's your friend?"

"This is our friend Speedrick," Blaze introduced. "Speedrick, this is our friend Blackbelt,"

"Nice to meet you, Speedrick," Blackbelt held out a tire.

"It always is," Speedrick smirked and held his head high as they shook tires, proud that he was taller than the ninja truck. "So you're a ninja, huh?"

"Yes, and so are Blaze and AJ!" Blackbelt proudly nodded.

"That's… cool, I guess," Speedrick shrugged before grinning. "Anyway, I wanna be a ninja too!"

"Sure!" Blackbelt smiled. "It takes hard work to be a ninja, though. You've got to have what it takes,"

"I can take a little sweat," Speedrick huffed, though that was hardly true. "I'm already tough! I can take whatever you throw at me!"

"Great!" Blackbelt grinned. "Blaze, AJ, can you two help me train him?"

"Uh, sure, Blackbelt," AJ gave a nod.

Blackbelt then drove off to get the gear needed for training. As soon as he was gone, Blaze turned to Speedrick with narrowed eyes.

"Speedrick, being able to fight won't protect you from Pickle's wrath," he warned. "Some of Blackbelt's trainee ninjas had also tried to hit on Crusher… for some strange reason… and they ended up in scraps or just beaten up badly,"

"Psh, that cucumber doesn't scare me," Speedrick huffed with a smirk. "Just watch me,"

With that, he turned to drive off and follow the ninja truck. AJ face-palmed.

"He's going to get himself killed,"

"Out of all the trucks he could get attracted to—" Blaze groaned. "Better than Darry, though. If he tries anything on him then that's a step too far,"

X

"That's it, Speedrick!" Blackbelt encouraged as the truck-turned race car struggled to balance himself on a pole. "A little more balance!"

"God damn it, this sucks…" Speedrick hissed as he held his front tires out while balancing (trying to, anyway) on one of his back tires. "Maybe I signed up for this a little too quickly…"

"And… time!" Blackbelt turned off the stopwatch. "Alright, Speedrick, you can come down now,"

"Thank goodness," Speedrick sighed in relief before jumping down onto the ground with shaking tires. "Damn, that was harder than I thought…"

"Told you that it took hard work," Blackbelt chuckled. "Anyway, now that we've worked on your balance, let's see if you can handle the basic weapons of a ninja," He then handed him a grappling hook. "Go on, give it a try,"

"Ooh!~ Yes please!" Speedrick smirked and took the grappling hook before firing it up on the highest practice tower and retracting it, causing him to zoom up onto the tower. "Wa-hoo! This grappling hook's fucking awesome!"

"Well, at least we know he can use it," Blaze commented.

Speedrick ignored the comment and glanced down at the view from the practice tower. He soon spotted familiar figures driving through the forest, causing him to smirk.

"I wonder if this grappling hook can do what I want it to do…"

He aimed the grappling hook at the figures and shot towards them.

Meanwhile, Crusher and Pickle were heading through the jungle go find a location for their picnic. The dark blue truck watched with a chuckle as the green truck listed down the locations they could go to.

"…so what do you think?" Pickle finally asked.

"Well… the lake sounds like a nice place to have a picnic," Crusher said.

"Great! We can also head to the lake to feed the ducks and—"

SWOOSH!

"Woah, what the?!" Crusher yelped as a rope and a hook was tied around him. "What's going on— GAH!" He yelped as the rope retracted, causing him to be carried off.

"CRUSHER!" Pickle sped up catch up and save his lover. "HEY! LET HIM GO!"

Meanwhile, Speedrick snickered as he retracted the rope, pulling on it to get what he wanted. Finally, Crusher landed by his side on the practice tower.

"What the fucking hell?!" The dark blue truck looked down at where he stood and screamed. "HELP! SOMEONE GET ME DOWN—!"

"Quit it, sexy~" Speedrick grabbed him and smirked. "We're all alone now~ There's no need to panic—"

"THAT'S EXACTLY WHY I'M PANICKING, YOU ASSHOLE!" Crusher punched him in the face with a growl.

Back on the ground, Blaze groaned while AJ had to suppress a growl. Blackbelt looked disappointed as he frowned and crossed his tires.

"That is NOT an appropriate way to use a grappling hook!"

"It is TO ME!" Speedrick yelled back, grip still tight on Crusher despite the punch.

"Ack!" the dark blue truck let out a choked cough. "You're choking me!"

"CRUSHER!" Blaze, AJ and Blackbelt turned to see Pickle zooming towards them. "SPEEDRICK, YOU BITCH, LET HIM GO OR ELSE—!"

"Can't get to me now, you cucumber!" Speedrick mocked.

"You're REALLY underestimating me, bitch?" Pickle grinned evilly, a glint of red in his eyes. "Alright then! Have it your way!"

He took out a sword and tied it to his lasso then he threw it up. Speedrick yelped as the blade hit his head, prompting him to let go of Crusher before he was pulled down from the tower. He screamed as he fell onto the ground with crash.

"OW!"

"Told you that you were underestimating me," Pickle cackled before using his own grappling hook.

He released it to another practice tower and used it to swing up and grab Crusher before heading down. The dark blue truck sighed in relief and held his lover close.

"Thank goodness…"

"You alright, Crusher?" Blaze asked.

"Yeah…" Crusher winced, and his grip on his boyfriend tightened.

"We're sorry from the trouble, Pickle," Blackbelt apologized.

"It's okay!" Pickle giggled. "Just… keep an eye on Speedrick PLEASE, Blaze,"

"R-Right," Blaze nodded and watched the two leave before turning to the white truck with a sigh. "What did we just say?"

"Y-Yeah, yeah…" Speedrick shuddered as he shakily came out of the hole he made after crashing. "Argh, that green truck really IS a psycho…"