A/N: I don't really know anything about cars. Oh well. Enjoy (:

Disclaimer: Nothing is mine... the characters, the slight Foster's Home for Imaginary Friends reference or the song "Walking on Sunshine", etc.

Currently, Clare and Adam were absolutely mortified, urgently trying to hide their faces from view of anyone that could possibly identify them in this… thing.

Eli and Fiona, however, were having the time of their lives, screaming out in excitement and happiness.

A few hours earlier…

"So where exactly are we going to, guys?" Adam asks. He and Clare were now very much apprehensive of both Eli and Fiona whenever all four of them were hanging out together. The two brunettes wondered why they were still friends with the two masters of unusual torture... Were they secretly masochists or something…?

"Eli said he needed to buy a new car after the incident with Morty…" Fiona says quietly.

The three misfits stay quiet for the rest of the walk after Fiona mentions the incident. Well, that was awkward.

"So what kind of car were you planning on buying Eli?" Clare asks, trying to relieve the tension that shouldn't be present in a crackfic.

As if the awkward moment never happened, Eli turns to look at Clare, giving her a wide smile. "It's totes going to be a surprise! You and Adam will love it!"

Adam and Clare thought otherwise.

"OMG… we're, like, so here, guys!" Adam and Clare paled. They both hoped that Eli wasn't going to be those kinds of people that said the word 'like' unnecessarily in their sentences.

"You ready girlfriend?" Eli smiles as he hooks his and Fiona's arm together.

"Totes sista." Fiona smiles back.

Clare and Adam take a step back when they realize that Eli and Fiona weren't looking at them. Sometimes Eli and Fiona's newfound friendship scared the crap out of the two of them.

Then the two blue-eyed brunettes notice Eli and Fiona staring at them expectantly. Clare raises an eyebrow. Oh, they were so not expecting the two of them to…

"Gosh guys, I can't, like, stand here all day! It's like all hot and gross and stuff…" Eli says, fanning himself.

Adam refrains from doing a face palm. Clare was right. The four of them were definitely going to skip together one day. Unfortunately for Adam and Clare, it looks like today was the day.

As Adam hooked his arm through Fiona's and Clare hooked her arm through Eli's, they both wondered briefly if Fiona would be offended that they thought this weird experience was extremely gay.

"How about this one, Eli?" Adam asks, pointing to a Honda Fit.

"Or this one?" Clare asks as well, pointing to a BMW.

Eli sighs, feeling somewhat bored, as he begins to file his nails. Adam and Clare didn't know exactly where he got the nail file from, nor did they want to kno where he got the nail file from. "Sorry guys, I'm, like, so not feeling any of these cars."

"Come on, there's got to be one car that has to be Golds…worthy... Did you see what I did there, guys?" Clare smiles as she mentally laughs at her own joke.

Adam and Eli stare at Clare blankly. Words fail them at the moment as they try to find a way to express their feelings at the lone female's attempt at a joke.

Clare sighs. No one understood her humor.

Before anyone could try to say something to break the ice, Fiona comes out from... wherever she was at.

"Eli! I found the perfect car for you!"

Said boy's green eyes sparkle in happiness "Really?"

"Yeah, really."

"Yay!" Eli tosses his nail file to Clare and skips over to Fiona.

Both Clare and Adam get the familiar feeling that something really bad or really weird was going to happen.

"Oh my gosh, guys! Isn't this, like, the best car ever?"

Though not for the first time in their lives, Clare and Adam were utterly speechless.

The car was a convertible.

A neon pink convertible. Who knew people sold these kinds of cars?

"And it was only $100! That was a pretty good deal, right Eli?"

It didn't surprise either brunette that the weirdly colored car was being sold for that low of a price. The salesman probably just wanted this car out ASAP.

"Plus, you can paint anything new you want on the car for no extra price!" The car salesman adds.

"We should totally paint hotrod flames on the car." Fiona, surprisingly, says.

The two quiet brunettes' eyes light up. Fiona was definitely getting the right idea. Hotrod flames would look good on practically anything, even on a car as neon pink as Eli's.

"Fi! We should totally put bunnies on the car too!"

Adam and Clare face palm in the background. Obviously, Eli was not getting the right idea.

"Oh my god, we should definitely put hotrod flaming bunnies, Eli!"

"That's a great idea, Fi! Then, we can put fuzzy dice on the mirror!"

The nameless car salesman turns to the still mute brunettes, wincing slightly.

"I feel sorry for you two."

At least the car salesman was sane.

Clare and Adam look over the neon pink convertible with newly painted hotrod flaming bunnies and fuzzy dice.

The neon pink convertible with newly painted hotrod flaming bunnies and fuzzy dice looked back.

Scarily enough for the two blue-eyed brunettes, the car could actually look back at them. Eli and Fiona thought it would be a super special awesome idea to paint a gigantic face of a hotrod flaming bunny on the hood of the car.

It wasn't a super special awesome idea, but at least it looked like the bunnies were on fire. That was cool. PETA would probably be super pissed though.

However, Clare and Adam look at their ex's with smiles on their faces. At least they were happy with the car.

Adam checks his watch. It was 5 o' clock.

"Guys, me and Clare will see you tomorrow. It's getting late."

But before Clare or Adam could take two steps to freedom, Eli speaks up.

"Don't tell me you guys are, like, walking home?"

"How else are we getting there?" Clare asks.

Fiona rolls her eyes. Oh, Adam and Clare could be so silly sometimes. "Eli just bought a perfectly good car. He can just drive you two home!"

Crap. Clare and Adam were hoping Fiona wouldn't mention that.

"Well… we… didn't want you to waste gas driving us…" Clare states weakly, trying to give a good excuse to not drive in the car.

"Yeah… um… our houses are far and we need the exercise." Adam adds lamely, looking at the car in fear.

"Oh nonsense, guys! I'm not going to let you two walk home. That would be super mean of me." Eli says, going to the car.

"I call shotgun!" Fiona screams, jumping into the front seat. It was kind of unnecessary since it wasn't like either brunette wanted to sit in the front seat with Eli.

With a sigh, Adam and Clare climb in the backseat. The two took some newspapers with them, just in case they needed to hide their faces from the general public.

"Oh yeah, what are you going to name your new car, Eli?"

Eli smiles, admiring his new ride. "I shall call him… Morty Jr."

For the millionth time in their lives, Clare and Adam face palm.

Present Day

As Clare and Adam were still trying to make themselves unidentifiable, Fiona was trying to look for a good song in the radio.

I'm walking on sunshine (whoa oh)

'Oh, dear God…' Adam and Clare think to themselves.

"OMG, I LOVE this song! Put up the volume, Fi!"

I'm walking on sunshine (whoa oh)
I'm walking on sunshine (whoa oh)
I'm walking on sunshine (whoa oh)
And don't it feel good (HEY!) Alright now
And don't it feel good (HEY!) Alright now
All right now yeah! (HEY!)

The two brunettes sitting in the back crouch down lower in their seats, putting the newspapers up to their faces. Eli and Fiona were now singing along with the song. How embarrassing.

Eli slows down, seeing the streetlight switch from green to yellow. Unfortunately for Clare and Adam, Anya MacPherson and Riley Stavros were waiting at the bus stop. The two clutch the newspapers closer to their faces.

Anya and Riley shield their eyes when Eli's car comes into their view. Neon pink is an eye-killer.

"Hey Anya! Hi Riley!" Fiona screams to the two before Eli speeds off at the sign of a green light.

Anya and Riley simply wave at the unusual group in their equally unusual car, words failing them.

They watch as the neon pink car drives off into the sunset, hearing the voices of Eli and Fiona trying to sing along to the song, "Walking on Sunshine", as it was blasting through the radio of said car.

"That was really gay, even for me." Riley states simply.

"Amen sista." Anya answers.

Haters gonna hate.

To be continued…