Author's Note: Sorry for the wait but, I've been busy at work and at home. Thanks for the reviews. And here is chapter 2 enjoy.
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Light from the early morning sun came though the window down on the resting form of Lightning McQueen. He felt the warmth of the sun and cracked one eye and looked at the clock, it read 6:29 am, and he knew it was still to early to get up, so he closed his eye again to get a little more sleep before Sarge and Fillmore morning argument.
"FILLLLLMOOORE!!!!!! GET YOUR HIPPIE REAR FENDER OUT HERE!!!!" yelled a very upset Sarge.
"Like, man Sarge calm down. There's no need to yell man." said a very happy Fillmore.
Lightning snapped awake and rushed outside to see what was going on that would have Sarge in such a foul mood with Fillmore. When he got outside to get a better look, he could see Sarge arguing and pointing at Fillmore then pointing at the speakers on Sarge's house and back to Fillmore. Lightning though the argument was over Fillmore's music being to loud but, listed more closely and found it was totally different.
"Fillmore if I wanted to put that junk you call music on over my speakers, then I would have done it myself." spoke Sarge who was still fuming with anger.
"Look man I didn't put Pink Floyd The Wall on and it's not junk man." said a calm Fillmore trying his best to calm the jeep down. All Lightning could do was laugh and sigh as he drove over to Flo's for breakfast.
"Good morning lightning. How are you this morning?" asked Robert McCannon a 1988 black Cadillac Deville, a resent addition to the small but, growing town of Radiator Springs.
Lightning drove up and parked in the stall next to Robert, and then Lightning replied "I'm fine. Do you known what got Sarge up in an uproar this morning?"
"Someone put one of Fillmore's CD on to play over Sarge's speakers this morning. And I'll give you one guess who?" said Robert as he pointed his tire at a 1992 black Ford Mustang w/ flaming skull painted on both sides, roof, and hood. With piercing in the right corner upper lip, right side mirror and a chain connecting them together. Parked by cone 1 and trying not to laugh out loud at the still upset army jeep.
"Here you go hon." said Flo as she gave Lightning the can of oil.
Lightning looked back Flo and said "Thank Flo, can you get a can ready so I can take it over to the clinic to give to Doc?"
"Sure thing hon, I'll be back in a minute." said Flo as she drove off to get the can ready for Lightning to take to Doc.
"Zackary Logan McCannon get you rear end over here, not!" yelled Robert to his son, who eyes grow wide knowing he had been caught.
"Yes dad." replied Zack as he drove over and parked in front of his dad.
Robert looked at his son and said "Now Zack, you know better than to mess with Sarge's stuff. Right?"
"Right" replied Zack as he sunk down on his suspension.
Before Robert could said a word there was a loud crash that came from the clinic.
Everyone who heard the crash stop to like in the direction of the clinic, even Sarge and Fillmore had stopped arguing at the sound.
Then the doors to clinic flow open with a crash, a car came speeding on to the street, then turned and sped off in the direction of Willy's Butte, leaving a very shocked group of cars looking back at the clinic to see Doc driving out of the clinic.
Robert, Zack, and Lightning were the first to drive over to Doc to ask what had happen.
"What happen Doc?" asked Lightning and Robert in unison.
"I don't know Kid but, I need you to go and bring him back here" said Doc.
"Sure thing Doc." said Lightning turning to leave.
"Hey Lightning, I'm going with you." said Robert as he joint Lightning outside.
They both drove out to Willy's Butte and started to look around for the tuner. There they found the tuner down in front the starting line where Doc had race Lightning the first time, crying.
"Hey Boost are you ok? Is there anything you want tell us?" ask lightning as he and Robert drove down and park in front of the still crying tuner.
"It…was just….a joke, they didn't have to beat us up." said a still crying Boost.
Lightning and Robert looked at each with concern for the tuner. This could explain how the three tuners ended up in the ditch to start with.
"Who beat you up Boost?" ask Robert
Boost looked up at Robert and Lightning, then said "I didn't heard any names but, I'll do remember it was a camaro, about four vans, two trucks, one big forklift and a big rig tow truck." as Boost finish he shivered a little just thinking about the beating he and others had gone that night.
Both cars eyes grow wide in horror at hearing this. Robert was the first to ask "What exactly happen, Boost?"
Boost looked at the two cars, took a deep breath, and then said "ok". As Boost started telling the story of what happen, he though to himself "I've got to find Snot Rod before that camaro does."
Four hours before Mack finds the tuners…….
Boost and the other had stop at a local watering hole in the town of Red Rock, for a drink before starting the night's harassing of cars on the interstate.
"Hey, Boost how many cars and trucks do think we'll harass tonight?" ask DJ as he took a drink of oil.
Before Boost could answer the question, Wingo answers back "Man, I think about ten cars, five trucks."
"What about you Snot Rod?" asked Wingo while looking at the orange Barracuda who had just recovered from another sneeze.
"Not a clue Wingo. Maybe five or six cars and trucks all together." answered Snot Rod taking a drink of oil.
Boost answer both DJ and Wingo questions, as he turned his attention back to the gang "Who cares how many we get to harass. I'll got idea on how to start this night out right." as Wingo, DJ, and Snot Rod looked in the direction Boost had indicated with his tire at a dark red Chevy Camaro and two vans one being a midnight black Ford E-150 conversion van and other a blood red GMC Vandura conversion van park at another table.
"This is what we're going to due…." said Boost to the other as he told them exactly what they were going to do next.
The DRH quietly drove behind the two vans so as to not to be seen by the camaro or heard by the vans.
"One…two…three…..NOW!" said boost.
As Boost and DJ hit the Ford, Wingo and Snot Rod hit the GMC at the same time, it made the two vans jump forward, hit the table knock all three drinks onto the camaro with a SPASH all over his hood.
"Hahahaha so long losers!" said Boost as he and others sped off leaving behind two very angry vans.
Boost looked in his side mirror to see that the camaro didn't look at all up set but, saw that he had an evil looking smile instead of a frown on his face. The two vans on the other hand looked extreme upset and boost just smile as he leaded the way to the interstate.
About one hour later on I-40…
"Man this stinks, there wasn't very many cars on the road to mess with." said a sadden DJ
Boost answer back while still looking ahead for the exit to route 66 "Look. Five cars and one truck is better than nothing DJ."
"Look. When we exit off, we'll spot and wait for Snot Rod to catch up. Then we'll continue on the Radiator Springs." said Boost to the others.
It was about ten minutes later that the tuner exit off the interstate and on the road to route 66 that would take them to there next stop Radiator Springs. But that didn't happen.
back at Willy's Butte…
What happen next made Boost frame shake as he continue to tell the story to Robert and Lightning.
back in the story…
Wingo and DJ where up in front of Boost, when he heard metal on metal contact and squealing tires, boost veer to the left to void a air born Wingo, but in doing so he didn't see the large black forklift, he crashed and fell unconscious.
Boost slowly out his eye to thumbing pain all over his body. He looked around asking "Hey DJ, Wingo what happen? What did we hit?" The voice that answers wasn't DJ or Wingo, but unknown voice.
"You friends can't answer, they're indisposed right. But, I'll gladly answer you question Boost." said the voice with a laugh.
Boost tried to turn around to see who had spoke but couldn't. He looked down to see that he was being held in the air by a large black forklift.
"There's no use trying to get down, the big guy there is holding you still. So just relax." said the voice.
"Hey, turn so he can see his friends." order the voice.
"Ok boss" said the forklift
As the forklift move so Boost can see his friends, what Boost saw made him averted his eyes from the forms of DJ and Wingo.
"What? You don't like what we did to your friends?" said the voice with a laugh.
Boost eyes snap open to the site of the same dark red Camaro that was at the cafe in Red Rock laughing at him.
Boost's anger boiled over and he started yelling at the camaro "STOP! SPOT LAUGHING! IT NOT ONE BIT FUNNY YOU STUIP CAR! YOU COULD HAVE KILLED ONE MY FRIENDS!"
"So you think it was funny to get drink spilled on me in found of those cars at the cafe?" asked the camreo, as his drove to where DJ and Wingo sat.
"I think not. So we took the privilege of teaching you kids a lesson in manors." said the Camreo as he pointed at a Dodge Ram conversion van that was red w/ two white stripes that ran up the hood, over the roof straight back and dark blue Chevy G-20 conversion van.
Then the Camaro pointed his tire at DJ and Wingo, and said "Ok boys, knock these two cars into the ditch."
All boost could do was watch as the vans rammed both DJ and Wingo into the ditch.
Boost swallowed, knowing that he was going to joint his friends soon.
Boost watch as the forklift moved over and sat him down where his friends were at just a minute ago. Boost tried to start his motor but it wouldn't turn over. He looked around for some sign of hope but found none. Instead he saw a white freightliner tow truck, the black forklift to his right. Then in front there was the Camaro, chevy van, and dodge van. Off to his left were the two vans from the cafe and two white dodge ram trucks.
Just as boost closed his eyes to await the vans to hit him, his eyes snap open at the sound of a car that just sneezed, looked in the direction of the exit ramp off the interstate to see an orange Barracuda driving up the exit ramp.
Boost knew he had to warn Snot Rod before he gets caught. So Boost yelled as loud as he can muster in the direction of Snot Rod "SNOT ROD! RUN IT'S A TRAP! GET OUT OF HERE N.." but before he could finish he hit so hard that Boost was knock unconscious before he even hit the ground.
Back to Willy's Butte…..
"And last thing I remembered was Mack helping me and the others." said Boost
After Boost had finish the story, Lightning and Robert were both concerned as well as angered at the fact that someone could been so mean and heartless to the young tuners.
"Well Boost your safe now. Let's get you back to Doc. Ok?" said Lightning
"Ok" answer Boost, as he drove back to town with Lightning and Robert.
"Hey Doc, were back." said Robert as the three of them when in the clinic.
"Thanks Robert, good news the other two are wake and want to take to you Boost." said Doc to the cars as they came in.
Boost drove into the room where Wingo and DJ were still on the lifts but live and kicking.
"I going to run some more test to make sure the repairs are holding." said Doc
"Ok Doc, me and Lightning we're going to go fine and talk to Sheriff about what Boost told us at Willy's Butte." said Robert as they drove off to fine Sheriff.
As Lightning drove with Robert, Lightning had a very concern looking as thought "We got to find Snot Rod before this Camaro guy finds him first."
Author's Note: That was long, but wreath it. And the years for each car are as follow: camaro '92, the four vans are '82s, forklift is a '83, two trucks '94s and the freightliner is a '85 longnose. Well that's it for CH 2 pleases review.