Months later, after having chatted with, called and met each other several times, DJ and Yoana counted each other as friends. At the same time the blue male began spending less time with the DRH.
This morning, whilst getting ready for visiting his new buddy, he came up with the idea of introducing her to his parents, since he had grown fond of her so soon. However, he would be running the risk of her becoming attracted to him for his future legacy since his parents are quite wealthy even living in a mansion and owning a private island. He analyzed the bad outcome of the visitation, the case in which the female car would alter her motivation of being with him for his personality and would pursue the relationship with him for financial benefits. This situation would expose her true motives and declare her a false friend and future gold digger. He would end up "lonely" with sadness and miss the old, unknowing Yoana. He would have to re-strengthen his ties with his gang not to be alone, since these three cars are his only pals. It wouldn't be the same as in the days before the female since Wingo's true nature had already been unraveled. Due to this and the future tension arising from this he wouldn't return to his old circle with pleasure. Regarding the question of finding new friends, in time he would have to make the same risks as in the case of the female. If he were to let other cars close to him, let them really get to know him, revealing info about his family, especially his parents, would be inevitable for him.
He checked his appearance in the mirror. Finding no flaws he rolled into the garage-like room then, hitched his enclosed car trailer on, which housed Yoana's gift, and set off to her house.
The weather-themed tuner was getting the beverages, cans of oil, ready. After having set down the straws next to them, she quickly checked each room to make sure she tidied them properly. At the end of her patrol the doorbell rang. Having recognized DJ she opened the door of the garage-like hall and allowed him to come forth into her abode. The two met in the living room and rubbed their front fenders together.
"I brought ya something," he said as he slowly continued his way to the center of the compartment then, disconnected himself from his trailer.
"What is it," she asked.
"It's something that you may find useful," he replied, now opening the back part of the enclosed carrier. Next, he quickly moved to the front part of it and lifted it allowing her present to slide out of it.
Yoana curiously ogled at the large, oval-shaped object covered in metallic, grass green wrapping paper.
"Open it," he instructed excitedly.
The female began pulling at the covering where it was weakly taped. Freeing the gift from its flexible shell what appeared to be a fluffy, purple cushion with a pink and a blue fluffy covering next to it became visible.
"Is this some kind of furniture," she asked sort of in a puzzled way, as dissatisfaction and worry started manifesting in her, as she thought this token of kindness may have no use but to collect dust.
"Well, yeah, but it's used for stimming. It's a stim cushion," he informed her. "Try it!"
The purple, blue and green vehicle, now understanding the purpose of the present, neared it and began rubbing various parts of her front end against it.
"I love it," she replied with some gladness. "Thank you," she said to him then brushed her front fender against his.