I am so sorry for how long it took me to update this. I've been trying to post it for the past two days but for some reason the website wouldn't let me. Any who this is the longest paper I have ever writt'n, not even my school papers come this close. I really hope you enjoy it as much as I enjoyed writting it.
Disclaimer: I don't own Cars, I only own Bolt and Flare.
(Note: I f you have play the Cars video game it might help you understand the places I'm talking about because they are from the video game.)
Also please excuse Boost's bad mouth.
Boost: What, you're the one writing this and making me say it! Why you little $&!
As I said, please exuse him.
Chapter 4 "You've Gotta Be Kidding"
The crescent moon hung in the dark sky. A gentle breeze sent a tumble weed rustling along. The eerie scratching of a branch could be heard in the distance but other than that it was still and quiet. Not a soul could be found on the lonely road to Tailfin Pass, except Snot Rod who sat next to speed limit sign.
He shivered as a chill ran through his frame. He thought to himself, 'what am I doing out here? I should've stayed in town, but that Bolt guy would've beat'n the tar out of me. Well if I did stay there I wouldn't be out here all by my self in the dark.' sigh 'I hope Boost, DJ, and Wingo get back from there dates soon,' he wished. Although he was slightly bigger than the Thunderbird there was something that greatly concerned him. There was no way on Earth he was going to stand up to a rival tuner. Yes he was a coward, he admitted it himself. He really wished that his team mates had been there, they would have chased the trespasser away, not for Snot Rod of course but for their own prideful reasons. This new tuner, he was going to be a problem for the gang, Snot Rod frowned at thought of what would happen if Boost and Bolt met each other. Sigh 'Why can't I be brave, why can't I be cool, what does it take?!' He suddenly felt his tires feeling wobbly and realized that he started thinking of the Firebird from earlier. He'd never seen a girl like that. Yes he had met other girl tuners before but they were snobby, lustful, threw themselves at Boost's tires, and it was probably a miracle that they graduated from high school. But this new girl tuner was so different, she didn't make herself look like a hoochie momma like the others and from what he could tell she could very well be in collage. There was defiantly spunk in her, no doubt but there was something else, something he saw in his sisters' eyes at home. Although the Firebird had tough look on her face there was something in her eyes, the playfulness and innocent of a child? He wanted to talk to her, to hear her voice but her brother gave him an icy, unwelcome glare with those brown eyes. That's why he left.
He snapped out of daydream as he heard voices in the darkness. Peering up Tailfin Snot Rod saw the glowing colors purple, blue, and green. "Good, they're back," he smiled to himself. He called out, "Hey Guys!" in his still stuffy voice as he strode up to them. DJ and Wingo were talking with Mia and Tia trying to make themselves look cool and Boost had a 'just shoot me' look upon his face which seemed to worsen as Snot Rod approached. Wingo looked at him, "Whoa dude you're still a mess even with the tar off of ya." True, all of the asphalt was gone but Snot Rod was nearly missing all of his paint. Tia and Mia looked at him disgusted. "What do you want?!" groaned Boost. "Well uh I uh, you see umm…," Snot Rod stuttered. 'Great,' Boost thought, 'Damn why can't Snot Rod just shut up, I already had a bad night with a loser date and now he's gonna cry about how lonely he was, he'd better not have broken anything. Where the hell did Wingo and DJ meet this guy!' Boost zoned out as Snot Rod mouth kept moving but he didn't hear a word. He looked pass the Barracuda and saw a sight that made his oil boil. Wingo and DJ noticed the sudden anger in Boost and looked at what he staring at. Snot Rod noticed this too and peered at his right rearview mirror. His oil froze.
"GET HIM!" shouted Boost as he took off. DJ and Wingo quickly followed their leader. Mia stared in disbelief as her date shot down the road. "JERKS!" screamed Tia. Snot Rod looked at them and back at his gangs mates that were passing the old Jeep's boot camp right then. "Hey wait!" he yelled and he took off after them, "No Don't, The Brother Will…….." was all he manage to get out as a purple, green, and blue glow pursued a yellow glow over a hill. His cries went unheard as they died in the wind.
Meanwhile Bolt had his hood poking out of his Cozy Cone while he stared out at Willy's Butte. Flare had gone out for a drive and he had a moment to himself. He was starting to relax when a yellow, green, purple and blue glow zip by out in the distance. He saw an orange glow follow shortly after holler'n something. He could just barely make out 'Stop', 'leave her alone', and 'older brother'. Suddenly Bolt remember that what the old Hudson car……… Doc was his name? 'There are other tuners out here too.' Then it hit him, things were going to get ugly as he sped after the orange glow.
"Sheesh this bastard is fast," snarled Boost. "Come on lets chase this guy outta here Boost," called out Wingo.
Boost hollered back, "No, this is the same guy we saw last week."
"Really?!" questioned DJ
"Yes," said Boost, "This guy just doesn't get that this is our turf so I say we beat him up and toss him in a ditch when we're done."
"Sound good to me," chimed Wingo as they all entered the boulder canyon.
Wingo looked up ahead seeing a short cut that would allow him to cut off the trespasser. "I'll cut them off up ahead," he yelled and Boost nodded his approval. 'Ha this was too easy, they would catch this guy very soon,' smirked Boost 'There is no place for this guy to go once Wingo blocked him, there's a solid rock wall on the left side of the road and a large pit on the right. Oh yes it ends now.' Boost saw Wingo in position in the middle of a U turn, things were falling into place. One problem though, the yellow tuner wasn't slowing down and it approached Wingo. Suddenly the mystery tuner made a sharp turn to the right and jump clear over the pit and landed on the other side before it came close to Wingo. Damn It, Wingo's block hadn't worked! Boost's patience was running very thin as he made the U turn. Wingo barely had enough time to jump out of Boost's way, "HEY BOOST WATCH IT!"
The yellow tuner sped across the main road that lead into town and seem to be heading in the direction of the gully and old mine shack. DJ called out, "Hey man do you think the old sheriff is out patrolling?!" Boost acted as if he didn't hear but secretly he hoped not, he did not want to pull Bessie again, he just wanted to end this now. Suddenly he slammed on his brakes in front of an old worn down shack at the bottom of the gully. He saw not a sign of the yellow neon glow or even of a headlight but he shined his headlights on the ground. Fresh tire tracks lead into the shack. DJ came puffing up behind him, slightly out of breath. Wingo joined them shortly completely out of breath and slumped on his tires. "Boost you nearly hit ME!" Wingo gasped. Boost ignored him and strode into the shack, the other two followed with out question. The building was old and deteriorating, the structure moaned and chains softly clanked as the wind blew. Boost searched for more tire tracks inside and as he came up to the center of the shed the tracks went crazy. They were all over the floor like the car didn't know where to go. DJ softly piped, "Um Boost, I think they got away." Boost's patience was extremely low and he was fed up, there was no way that he was going to let the trespasser get away. He glanced back at DJ with a half crazed look. Wingo whispered to DJ, "Boost is not here at the moment, please leave a message." The leader tuner over heard this and took his anger out on some nearby barrels.
"EEEEEEEEEEIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
All three jumped at the scream. One by one they each shined their headlights behind the barrels to reveal a female Firebird that they were blinding. All were dumbstruck except the Firebird who was in total shock. DJ was the first to speak, "Yo check it out man it's a pony car." Wingo added, "Not just a pony car, a hot pony car." Boost didn't say anything, he just stared. All this time he thought they were hounding a guy but it was a girl. A GIRL, who escaped their road block, who out ran them, and cleverly used her tracks to confuse them; or maybe he was just giving her too much credit.
"Yo Boost my mom taught me not to hit girls man," said DJ
"So what are we going to do with her Boost?" asked Wingo.
Boost ponder before starting, "It's just a girl she can't do no harm but" CLUNK
The Firebird did a doughnut making gravel shoot up and hit them in the eyes before she gave them a deep growl from her engine. Boost glared back at her, brave or foolish either way the girl wasn't going down without a fight.
Flare had no idea who these creeps were and she definitely had no idea what they would do to her after shooting gravel at them.
"I can't believe that a girl out ran us," said Wingo dumbstruck.
Boost was still silent and stared with wide eyes.
"Are you kidding man," started DJ, "That's 1973 Trans Am Firebird; I bet she has a SD-455 racing engine in her. No wonder she's so fast."
This gave Flare an idea, she loved to make bargains, maybe she could make a deal with them and save her hood.
"Heh, it you had trouble catching me and I don't want to even think of how you would fare against my brother," she said while smirking slyly.
Boost seemed to come back to reality, "What, you think your wimpy brother can beat me?!"
"Yup," Flare's grin increase. 'Hah suckers.'
Wingo butted in, "She's bluffing man."
"Oh ya? Ask him yourself," she replied.
The three imports turned around to see Bolt driving up too them. Flare darted pass them and took her place at Bolt's left side. Bolt eyed the three, "Who are these clowns?"
"We're the Delinquent Road Hazards and we challenge you to a race," challenged Wingo. Bolt glanced at Flare, "Tell me you didn't," Her reply was an innocent smiled. "You did," he sighed. "I accept your challenge, if I win we get to stay here as long as we like and you leave my sister alone!"
Boost came forward and stated, "And if anyone in my gang wins we," he stopped and looked at DJ and Wingo who were gazing at Flare and starting to drool, "Flare has to go on a date with the winner." Bolt was taken back a bit; he didn't want to put his sister in danger with some dumb brutes.
"Deal!" shouted Flare.
Bolt stared at his sister in horror. "Don't worry brother, you can beat these guys easily," she smiled up at him confidently.
Right then Snot Rod came gasping toward them nearly out of breath. Boost just glanced at him, "Deal, lets race," he declared.
The race started at the back of the shack, headed west in the gully, wove through the forest area behind the Cozy Cone, continued to the gully behind the RS butte, cross the stone bridge over the dried river bed, and ended where the road and river bed met at the bottom just northeast of the boot camp.
Snot Rod just couldn't process the news. 'A chance to win a date with a girl.' He started to smile, this was his chance to prove that he was someone and better yet he could prove it a girl. DJ frowned with concern for the muscle car but Wingo shook his grill and replied, "He is really out of it man."
Bolt was still shocked that his sister would take a risk like that but she seemed really sure of herself. Boost meanwhile was talking with his fellow gang members, "We can beat this guy, he's an even bigger wanna be loser than Snot Rod, just look at those spinners. "Hey Bolt, did you buy those or did your hubcaps lose a fight to a can opener," called Boost. Right then Bolt did his famous mistake, jumping the gun. "That's it, lets race!" He completely forgot about his sister bet, he just wanted to beat these guys.
The five racers lined up at a rope Flare had made as a started line, the roar of motors ripped through the quiet night and their neon lights flooded the dark gully. 'Come on, you can do this Rodney no, no, Snot Rod. Snot Rod you can do this," Snot Rod whispered to himself. Wingo gazed up at Flare up on the ledge and winked at her. Flare slowly back away. Wingo gave of his signature laugh, causing Flare to shudder. 'Bolt you better win this,' she gulped.
"On your mark"
"Get set"
"Go!"
Engines roared and tires screeched. In just a few seconds all five cars were gone. Flare sighed and took the short cut to the river bed. 'I know Bolt can win, those tractor tires will help him in the dirt.'
Snot Rod hadn't started out bad at all, he was in last place but he was only two feet behind Wingo. This was an improvement.
'Yaw I can do this, just gotta keep my head in the game. Left, right, left, left, straight, right, no no AHH TREE, right, CRAP FENCE, no no, AH look out DJ.'
Apparently his cheater slicks weren't made for dirt and quick turns.
Mater had been driving on the back road behind the RS butte that night. He normally didn't look down into the gully but some lights caught the corner of his eye. Down below him were five lights, an orange one, a purple one, a green one, a blue one, and a deep blue he counted. "What a minute, Doc said the ghost light was blue……………….. GHOSTLIGHT!!!!!!!!" he screamed while swerving widely along the road. 'I think I'll turn in early tonight.'
The five tuners soon approached the stone bridge. Boost and Bolt had been fighting for the position of leader ever since the race started, neither showed signs of faltering. As Snot Rod's tires hit the paved road he finally caught some friction and he sped up to the leaders. Now Boost was getting sick of being hood to hood with Bolt and swerved to the right trying to knock Bolt off track, only he hit Snot Rod, who had caught up with them, and sent Snot Rod speeding right onto an off road that had no bridge.
Flare sat on the opposite side of the gorge of where the racers would come in. Below her was the finish line where her brother would win the race. Speaking of which she saw his deep blue neon lights racing toward the river bed, and he was in first. Today was her lucky day. Abruptly a blast thundered through the night air. Flare peered to her left down in the river bed. "YOU"VE GOT TO BE KIDD'N," she gasped as an orange blur cross the finish line in first place.
Dun dun dun! You know what that means! Now the fun really begins!
Flare: Tatinna I hate you.
Snot Rod: I don't get, what's going to happen?
Flare: ...
Anyway, sorry I kinda rushed near the end of the chapter but I really wanted to finish this. Hoped you liked it.
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