The light poured in like melted butter running down a mound of mashed potatoes.
Lightning yawned and stretched... in pain. He opened his eyes fully now; he had to know if he was dreaming.
Um… I'm asleep… I guess…I mean, I've never seen this place before... and that dark last… half of my dream, must have been pointless… maybe I really am asleep, and my mom didn't die…
Then he noticed the scent of fried eggs drifting through the air.
What- yep, I'm dreaming. I must have had some bad oil or something… this is not suttin my mind could think up…
Lightning saw something that would've sent him running… if he weren't in a building, sore, and confused.
Oh my flippin god!!!! Are those hand tools?!?!?!?! Cars don't… um… that's just…
He heard steps…
Cars don't walk…
Getting closer…
Wake up!!!
"I knew it!!!"
"Ahhh! Who's that?"
"Oh… hold on here… ouch!"
Lightning's pupils shrunk. Before him standing, was a human.
"Hiya! I'm Ellie, and this is- why do you look like you are about to throw up? Wait… can cars barf? Who are you?"
"Um… I'm…"
Humans don't exist… and neither do unicorns…
"You're a human!"
"Yes I know that."
"Humans exist as much as unicorns do!!! I'm dreaming!!!"
"Uh, that must mean unicorns exist. And your awake… stop moving!"
"Whyyyyyy?!??" Lightning whined.
"Um… can't you feel that?"
"What?"
"Kiki told me you crashed."
"I- I…"
"Crraaashheedd."
Lightning made a noise that sounded like an animal dying.
"So I'm going to fix ya up."
"Uh… thanks…. I'm Lightning McQueen… a racecar."
Great. I want to see if the thing talks and I get a wacked- out racecar. Nice. Ellie pondered.
Ellie stepped back to fully take in the damage. To put it simple, it was awful.
To begin, a large stick was piercing through his hood… not good. His tires seemed a bit beat up and leaky, but that was it. His spoiler was destroyed; it was a twisted mess clinging onto the car by a few screws. His dual exhaust pipes (he had 4; 2 on each side) weren't any better than his spoiler. The paintjob was also ruined… scratches coated him thickly like a finishing coat. On his right side, there was a three- foot section of a guardrail that slashed through his side; leaving a "cut" that sparked and twitched. On top of all that, dirt had settled into the dents that also covered him. If you had to guess what he looked like before the crash… yeesh.
Ellie wrenched open his hood; and breaking the stick. The engine looked slightly overused, but no major damage had been done.
"What's that burning smell…" Lightning wondered out loud.
"Oh crap; my toast!!!"
"What time is it?" Lightning called after Ellie as she dashed up the stairs.
"7:42am exact!"
Lightning looked around the garage I wonder. It had 2 stories; an upstairs (where Ellie was burning her toast) and a downstairs (a four –car space, where he was.) The garage was also filled with tons of tools. Sanding tools, painting tools, "normal" tools… it was endless.
"Wait, Ellie, how old are you and how did I get here?"
"I'm 15 years old and I was at a concert and I went into the alley to get away from the fanboys and I graduated from college 3 months ago and MY TOAST IS YUMMY WHEN IT'S ONFIRE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" her voice accelerated in speed, pitch and volume.
"Yea… ok… I'm gonna… go back to sleep, so…"
"OKHAVEFUNWITHTHAT!!!"
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