Click. Click. Click. Click.
Hudson flipped aimlessly through the channels on his trailer's plasma TV. Sure, traveling in your own special trailer had its perks, but after a while, it gets boring just idling in an enclosed rectangle.
"Welcome back to Chick's Picks! I'm your host, former and forever Piston Cup champion, Chick Hicks!"
Hudson rolled his eyes. He didn't really like Chick, but there was nothing else on TV that he would watch, so he just settled for this.
"Ho-ho, boy, was that a season closer or WHAT?!" Chick continued narrating, "In case you missed it, an impressive three-way battle for the cup ended with fan-favorite Cruz Ramírez taking home the trophy!"
Hudson cracked a small smile. If he didn't win the Piston Cup this season, at least it went to his girlfriend. And speaking of his girlfriend, he was getting an incoming call from just the very person. He quickly accepted the call.
"Hey, Cruz!" He exclaimed.
"¡Cariño! ¡Hola!" She shouted back.
"How've you been doin'?"
"Oh, you know. Just looking at my shiny new trophy. It's so shiny, hehe~."
"Heh. I don't doubt that."
"So, how about you?"
"I was just flipping through channels. I'm bored as hell. Mack and I are probably gonna pull over for the night here soon."
"Oh, okay, well, I just was calling to see how you were doing. Good night, Huddy! ¡Te quiero!"
"Love 'ya too, Cruz."
Beeeeeeeeeeep.
Hudson sighed.
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Cars: Second Running
Fanfiction10 years after the ill-fated World Grand Prix, a reunion takes place..and so does another dastardly plot.
