A small, rusted green car was bossing other, similarly rusted cars around on a barren oil platform.
"Hurry up!" He shouted, "We don't have much time!"
The car was Professor Zundapp. One of the most notorious criminals to ever drive around the Earth. Once foiled by British superspy Finn McMissile, Professor Z was back with a vengance.
A small forklift drove up to Zundapp, phone in arms.
"Yes?" Z questioned.
"Are the preparations going according to plan?" Asked a disguised voice on the other end.
"Yes, sir." Z replied.
"Breaking you out of prison was no easy task, Zundapp. Do not make me disappointed.
"You will not be, sir."
"And, Zundapp, have you invited McQueen yet?"
"We have forwarded the invitation to him. He has yet to respond."
"Do not keep me waiting. Inform me as soon as he responds."
"Yes sir. And I will personally see to it that he perishes."
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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.
