Nicknames
By: AndiKaneUnderwood
Ty-Rux as Tyler "Ty" Richardson
Revvit as Riley "Revvit" Victors
Skya as Skyler "Skya" Appythart
Click-Clack as Cedric "Click-Clack" Carnley
Ace as Amber "Ace" Carnley
Waldo as Wallace "Waldo" Dimmerson
Ton-Ton as Thomas "Ton-Ton" Smith
Dozer as Dylan "Dozer" Zimmerman
D-Strux as Dakota "D-Strux" White
and
Skrap-it as Samuel "Skraps" Victors
"Hey, Revvit!" Tyler "Ty" Rickson yelled as the "Dinotrux" Team looked around the courtyard for their ace mechanic, Riley "Revvit" Victors. This included Ty, Revvit, Skyler "Skya" Appythart, Cedric "Click-Clack" Carnley, Amber "Ace" Carnley, Wallace "Waldo" Dimmerson, Thomas "Ton-Ton" Smith, and Dylan "Dozer" Zimmerman
Ace looked at Ty as she stepped back from the soccer team's locker rooms. "Y'know Ty, you never did tell us how Riley got his nickname." she said, moving to a bush outside the school gym.
"He never told you?" Ty asked, keeping his voice down as he pulled open a door to peek inside the gym in case the Soccer Team was running long.
Click-Clack shook his head. "No. He was always busy in the garage, with soccer, trying to fix my car, or hanging out with you."
"Oh, well, it started like this," Ty told them, turning to face them.
Dinotrux~Build It Up~Dinotrux
Riley (soon to be Revvit) Victors moved around the "Reptool's Garage" flawlessly, checking a car here, moving a wrench over there, and bleeding a motorcycle's breaks on down the line. As he worked, he hummed the garage's "theme song" under his breath. He slowed down once his projects of the morning where finished. "There." he wiped the sweat from his forehead, making his blonde/green tipped hair stick up oddly. "All done." Pulling a rag from his back pocket and rubbed the grease off his hands as he started back towards the open door on the far end of the building that connected to his home.
Halfway to the door, however, three loud bangs echoed through the metal building. Riley sighed, hanging his head, then breathed in and composed himself, turning to the garage doors. The "Reptool's Garage" was something Riley had worked hard for. It was founded on good work and speedy service, and Riley wasn't going back on his word. So, moving around his carefully organized tools and bits, a spotless lift with nothing on it, and three newly fixed motorcycles, he pulled open the garage door. "Hello and welcome to the Reptool's Garage. I am Riley, how may I help you?" he asked as he looked up at a ginger-haired male with forest green eyes.
"Hey, I'm Tyler. I heard from a friend that this is the best garage in town." the male replied, a smile on his face.
"Well, I like to think so," Riley retorted, a proud smile on his face
"That's great. My truck just shut down on me about three miles out. I can't get it to start back up and I've tried to fix it with what little I know about motors and pistons. I'm going nuts trying to figure out what's wrong with it, but I'm coming up with nothing. Could you help me?" Tyler requested.
"Sure I can. Did you say three miles out? We cannot get there fast enough on foot. You do not mind riding a motorcycle, do you?"
"No, not at all. Let's go."
"Okay, come on in. I will get the bike, could open the doors?"
Short minutes later, Riley and Tyler were speeding down the road on a new fixed green-and-yellow bike. Riley in front guiding the bike and wearing a green, yellow pinstriped, helmet, and Ty in back holding on to Riley's shoulders for dear life and wearing a red, black pinstriped, helmet.
Ty scanned the side of the road for his truck. When he spotted it, he tugged Riley's shoulder to get his attention and pointed to a red Ford truck with a tyrannosaurus-Rex painted on the side and a slightly smoking hood. "There!"
Riley pulled up to the side door of the truck. Pulling off his helmet, he looked at the red vehicle with startled brown eyes. "By my bits, Ty, what did you do?" he cried, looking at the crushed-in door on the passenger side as he dismounted his bike.
"What, that? I didn't do that. Dakota White decided he wanted me off his campus, and tried to ram me off the side of the school's cliff. I managed to get away before he could, but he left me with that and I can't get it out. I'm saving whatever money I can for a new door to put on." Ty replied.
"I see. Well, let me get a look under the hood. Can you hit the switch and try to start the engine?" Riley asked, walking over to the vehicle.
Ty nodded, getting off the bike and jogging over to the driver's side. He popped the hood and Riley lifted the heavy metal. Sharp brown eyes roamed over every inch of the motor, narrowed in concentration. He signaled for Ty to start the engine and the truck's keys turned to start the car.
It spluttered, belching out black smoke into the blonde's face and Riley had to pull back with a mouth full of soot. Ty turned the key back and leaned out the window at the sound of coughing. "Riley? You alright?"
After hacking his lungs out, Riley popped up and nodded. "All good. Check the tailpipe for blockage. It might be clogging the transmission or the gas tank," he suggested.
Ty got out of the truck and walked around to the tailgate, leaning down to the tailpipe. "Hey, how did this get in here?" he asked, reaching for and dislodging a black stuffed doll from the pipe. "Got it!" he called to the blonde.
"Start it up again!" Riley called back, slamming the hood. "That must be it, there's nothing up here."
Ty tossed the doll in the back seat and climbed in behind the wheel. He turned the key and the engine fired up, tailpipe blowing out the black smoke, then clear, white smoke. "Alright!" he pushed down on the gas pedal, revving the engine.
Riley stopped halfway to his bike. "Rev it again, Ty," he requested, turned back towards the truck.
Ty obliged, thinking that Riley was hearing something he wasn't.
"Again."
"Is something wrong?" Ty asked.
"There will be if you do not rev it again." Riley teased, coming to stand beside the truck.
Ty laughed, pressing down on the pedal again.
"Oh, it's like music. Again!"
"Okay."
Ty continued to rev up the engine for his new friend until he remembered something very crucial to his truck and shut off the motor.
"Why did you stop?" Riley asked, coming out of his daze.
"I've only got gas money for the next two weeks and I don't get paid until Mr. Tanner does. I've gotta save gas until payday."
"Oh, right. Yes, of course, I apologize." Riley pulled back with a sigh, shaking his head as he walked over to his bike.
"Come on, let me give you a ride. Maybe you could give my truck a tune-up?" Ty offered.
Riley's eyes lit up. "Absolutely!"
Riley pulled his bike into the bed of Ty's truck and pulled himself into the high seated passenger's seat. Once Riley was secured in his seat, Ty started the truck again and began driving back to the Reptool Garage.
Riley sighed, listening to the engine purr. "You have this truck in tip-top shape, it must take a lot of time and care to keep it that way. Your exterior is wonderful and there's no damage or chips other than the dent on this side. Your interior is flawlessly perfect too. I don't-" He cut off with a yelp as a large white-and-black truck with a claw attached to the back rammed into the red and black truck.
"Dakota! Hang on, Riley!" Ty said, putting the truck into gear and speeding off a safe distance from the truck. He stopped and looked at Riley. "Get out, get to safety. You don't wanna mess with this guy."
Ryan nodded, pushing open the door and jumping out of the truck, then running around the back and pulling his bike off the truck bed.
Once Riley was clear, Ty sped back down the road and rammed his truck into the other black-and-white one.
Riley pulled his helmet over his head and started the bike. I will get back to the garage, there has to be something there to help. He rode back to the garage and, with a carelessness very unlike him, dropped the bike, running inside the building.
Ty grunted as the other truck rammed into his again, shaking the dashboard and making Ty angry. At least he can't hurt Riley. Just then the sound of Riley's motorcycle engine revving up came to his ears. He looked out the window to see his new friend's green-and-yellow bike coming back from the Reptool's Garage with a tight grip on his handlebars.
Ty's eyes widened. "Riley!" he gasped, then was ripped from his thoughts when he had to throw the truck in reverse to avoid getting his front end crushed.
Riley moved fast, zipping around the larger truck with the fastest possible speed his bike could go. He came to the first tire. Once he was sure the bike was steady, he took one hand off the handlebars and reached into a bag at his hip. Fast as lightning, he whipped out a handful of nails and threw then at the tire.
Now, many would think that a nail couldn't do much damage, but Ryan's nails were kept as sharp as could be. Even at a slow speed, a nail could do some damage. They slashed the tire and hit the ground, screwing with the tire even more as Dakota White ran over them.
Dakota's tires went flat, and the white door was thrown open. A larger man growled as he jumped out of the truck. Black eyes snapped over to look at the youngest person there, which just so happened to be Riley Victors.
The person in his sight was leaning on his handlebars with a smirk on his face. "Hi, Dakota! Did your tires go flat?" he asked.
Dakota growled, then roared at the blonde male. "Riley!" he yelled, charging forward.
Ty scoffed, putting his truck in gear and rolling it in front of his new friend, the passenger side door facing Riley.
He climbed up to sit on the door. "Sorry, D-Strux, you can't touch him." He told the larger male while Riley put his bike into the truck bed and climbed back into the passenger seat. Ty slid back into his truck and started the engine, then drove back to the Reptool's Garage.
A while later, Riley wheeled out from under the truck. "And done," he said, sitting up and wiping grease from his hands.
"Great, now all I need is a new door and I'm set," Ty replied, helping Riley up. "By the way, would you mind if I called you Revvit?"
"No, but why?" Riley asked.
"Cause you love to hear the sound of a finely tuned engine rev," Ty winked, "Revvit."
Riley just laughed. "Okay, Ty."
Dinotrux~Build It Up~Dinotrux
"And that's how it happened," Ty concluded.
"Nice story," Revvit commented from behind them. The gang jumped and turned. Sure enough, Riley was sitting on the hood of Ty's truck, leaning back on his hands.
"Rev, please, stop doing that!" Ty pleaded.
"Where is the fun in that?" Revvit replied, sliding down and off the hood of Ty's truck.
Ty paused, then hummed, "Point taken. Okay, gang, now that we're all here, let's get to work on the repairs to the garage! Let's Trux it up!" Ty called, climbing into his truck.
Revvit nodded to his fellow Reptools and climbed in the passenger side.
And so another day in the Flatirons began.